As they moved through the town Atmos made sure that he was in the center of the group keeping his eyes open for any stray husbands. Thankfully they reached the ship with any shouts or sounds of running feet heading his way.<br/>As the captain made his little speech Atmos merely studied the ship, a quick smile flashing over his lips when the caption got his reply.<br/><br/>Then he stood by the quayside and looked down at the rather dirty water between the ship and the stone. He produced a pouch and extracted a leaf that he let drift down onto the water. “May the powers that move these waters accept us as we travel upon them.” Then he scratched himself and ambled up the gangplank onto the ship.<br/><br/>Finding a perch he sat and watched the sailors and then as the others spoke listened. “Leithanien you can console yourself with the thought that whilst the city puts you on edge.” He gestured towards the city. “Many there would find the deep forest putting them on edge. We are all creatures of our environment. “<br/><br/>He smiled, “And as none of us had gills let us hope that this ship is as sturdy as we think.” With one hand he tipped his hat slightly forward to keep out the sun and then leaned back the picture of relaxation. From under his brow he rumbled, “And by the time we get to yon magical island we had best sorted out who will lead this merry band. No point in us looking at each other whilst the Dragon is taking in a breath.”<br/><br/>A snort or some odd sound came out and then he continued, “For those who are interested I am not interested in being leader.”<br/>