Leon Morgan in the meantime blade and bearing fine studded armor walked on over and sat down at the table looking over to the female captain. Quite the rarity to say the least but that also meant she had to be twice as tough as well. Most wouldn't sail with a woman and even then they were sure to turn on her if there was a moment of weakness in her. Leaning back he would then look to the mark as he then says completely direct and to the point.<strong>"Leon Morgan, and I hear tell that you have need of crewmen. I want in."</strong>His accent was French but it was a touch more subtle then most. His eyes were a pine green as he kept his eyes affixed upon the captain ready to sign and to answer any questions. An ivory ring inlaid with a garnet was upon his right ring finger and his hand rests casually upon the rapier at his hip.