"Boat.. Tier.. yeah the creaking suggests it's a boat..." Looking up Jarod frowned seeing and watching a loose piece of rope shift left, then right almost in time to the creaking wood as the floating vessel carried it's captain, crew, cargo and prisoners further out to sea or wherever they were.<br/><br/>Turning he could so far see a cat-girl, and a male. None of them were anywhere near<em>'clean'</em>rather likely thrown in here after having their possessions removed. The still dark environment made it all hard to see.<br/><br/>"Let's see if I can do any magic.<em>Bring me Light!</em>" Jarod gave three tones coming out clearly as though singing as he raised his hand, with nothing really else to cast it on used his own shirt, if something else was a better choice he would switch his attention to it. Magic suppressing equipment or fields seemed like they wouldn't be present for just a few random stragglers who were likely sold into slavery, or would be slaves once they reached their destination.<br/><br/>(<em>If magic doesn't work, let me know</em>)