The old salt would give a nod with a grave look upon his face.<br/><br/><em>"Aye I merely tell to warn you,  the ship is cursed.   It stems from the two of them.  I'll wager my next haul, that some won't come back,  and all of you will be changed."</em><br/><br/>He rise up the from his seat.  Finish off the cup of ale and set it down.   Look to everyone for a moment.<br/><br/><em>"You all have a good night."</em><br/><br/>With that he would begin to move away from the group.   You all notice he has a sleight limp to his walk.   Something not noticed before.