"Urian, bring me Thirty three's best opiate." Mariula waited for the cloud person's return, then with Calls-Thunder's help simply poured the substance down the wounded dynast's throat "Bring the weed to the Serpent, Urian. She needs to rest, I need her out of my sight and Bast can 'make friends' with her tomorrow!"<br/><br/>"Now the second part..." The witch's anima suddenly grew brighter, allowing the pure searing light of the Unconquered Sun to surround her body, as she slowly walked to the captain, flexing her wooden claw menacingly. "Thank you for the nice ship. It will be put to good use. Now what I want from you is the whereabouts of Cynis Fern!"<br/>"I'm defeated, not subjugated, anathema!" The dragonblooded replied with sudden found arrogance and determination "Try as you want, but you'll never turn me into a traitor!"<br/>Mariula waved with her claw. This sounded strangely familiar and in her experience - a temporary hindrance. "Whatever! Search her, take her armor and shove her in that barrel on the deck. We'll deal with her later!"