"I'll do it for the six hundred and I can promise you that I'm worth the pay." With a floorish he stood before turning to Captain Milo. "You may call me Garick Darksand" He offered his hand to Milo. "When do we set sail and what ship do we be sailing on?" Garicks eyes seemed to grow darker for a moment and veins of obsidian black worked there way into the irisis for a moment before receeding.