<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/2d/a3/d6/2da3d61bf38669bf9f5e67be37d833be.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Red Beard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=251193.msg12416681#msg12416681)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>top deck<br/><br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open, Angelo<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>Wind 10-15 Knots.  S-SW - semi cloudy - visibility clear<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Turning towards Angelo.   She would have a amused look across her face.   Yet her gaze seems to size him up for a moment.  She lean in towards him as if she were to get suddenly intimate with him.   As she lay a hand on his right shoulder to brace herself.   However, she would speak softly in a low tone to him.<br/><br/>"Aye it may just be a merchant ship.   Through it is one of secrecy and its path not yet known.  As a diversion set sail with a escort and the king will meet the diversion.   He entrusted us to get it while he engages the decoy and its escort with his flotilla of ships.  An rest a sure even if it poses as a merchant ship there still may well be a surprise aboard."<br/><br/>With that she ease back to let him absorb her words.   Though it begged to be ask why had she spoken in hush tone.  Did she not trust all on her crew.   There had been desertions.   Was this the reason for such.<br/><br/>While why they had been tasked.   The ship and captain and her crew were not noteworthy yet.   They could sail out of port and not merit much concern.    Especially to enemy spies.