Martel Sparhawk de'Soto was supervising the final goods that had been saved being transferred from the rapidly sinking 'Man's Promise' and shook his head. He was just glad to have survived that murder-fest. It had been far closer than he had liked, and while he wouldn't miss most of the other psychopaths he had ended up with on the ship, he would miss Captain X, the dhampir rifle slinging wizard. He had been as amoral and psychotic as the other three, but at least he had been amusing about it. He sighed, before turning to Rosie, and nodded. "Take us back to the Rock, bosun. We need to resupply. Tell the crew we will be putting in for a couple days to survey the damage to the ship, and then heading to get it squibbed."<br/><br/>He grimaced, and then shook his head, before heading to the helm, and nodded to the helmsman. "Bring us about, back to the Rock."