He stood and listened to the conversations going on, apprising those around him as well. The answer from the demilich confirmed his suspicions, they were all linked and the needed information was placed in their minds when they arrived in this world in whatever fashion they did, probably depending on the type of deal or the intermediary in which it happened. Questions best suited to later. When all was said and done he fingered the gold compass at his waist, naval power was never something that was something to laugh at. But that might have to come after they subjugated a few of the remaining warlords under their control, or otherwise organised an alliance. Right now everything looked like it was just a tenuous non-aggression pact.<br/><br/>Declining the clothes, since he really did not feel like walking around in assless chaps for the moment, he stepped towards the map Elias had made and examined it, trying to figure out what sea he had come from for the moment. Either way he spoke up.<strong>"Once we  gather more allies we will want to find a fleet as well, and I think the pirates might be willing to join our side. They have been driven into a corner by the Wind Witches. They are currently all amassing at the floating pirate city of Toraba."</strong>He fished out the golden compass he had in his hand when he was pulled here.<strong>"I also have the means for us to find it, when we think its time to move on them."</strong>