"I'll join you for a bite as soon as this council draws to a close." Fisher inclined his head toward his first mate with an affectionate smile. Honestly, it should come as no surprise that the Eclipse favored the male sailor. He was the captain of Elsewhere's ship, where boy love seemed all the rage. After watching the dark skinned sailor leave, he turned his attention back to the gathering and nodded to Mariula, "The witch speaks true, even if the idea of salt curing Elsewhere's tongue like a fish strikes me as a bit morbid." He tossed a playful wink to the serious Twilight, then added, "Freeing the slaves alone does us little good. They'd simply be recaptured if released here. Rather than liberate them on land and herd them toward our boats, we cut out land altogether and take them on the high seas."<br/><br/>"But the primary advantage of a seaborne assault is numbers. Land or Sea, we have only ourselves and the aid our mystics can call up for us, whereas Cynis has ample reinforcements on land, but at sea have only the manpower they can fit upon their vessels." Fisher's grin turned almost feral in the flickering lamplight, "Personally, I'd like to capture their vessels, press their men into service through the power of an oath, and sail into Seahome with not just slaves, but ships and marines for trade."<br/><br/>"Dream Shadow," Fisher turned toward the Night with a smile, "We need intelligence to pull this off with the appropriate flair to make Elsewhere and Blessed a good story. Could you and perhaps other subtle members of our band infiltrate the Cynis compound, not to free the slaves, but to gather information about just when the slaves will be shipped Realmsward, and the nature of the escort they'll have? If it's soon, they'll already be stocking supplies. Perhaps we could poison their drink? Not a fatal, turning one's insides into mush poison, just something to make the crew ill. A Marine will have a hard time repelling boarders while repelling his breakfast."