Galus puffs up a bit at the mention of the poetry. "Yes, that was my poem. Wrote it 'fore the Battle of... wait, you're a Wavecrest woman. You wouldn't have heard or cared about that." He deflates a bit as he realizes that.<br/><br/>"And yes I know where the jade is. I'll give you... half of it if you'd take me on your ship for a bit." A few more of the bits of wood are ripped apart as he touches them, becoming plain, serviceable clothes and boots.<br/><br/>"Don't know too much about where the other stuff on ship is at."