[i]"Why we don't 'ire a cannie ol' crew, master Garret, ask the dockmaster fer 'is best advice on 'oo ta pick and away we gann off"[/i] Ahh, so Dariq was finished with his inspection of the ship. 'Good, good. I could use his help choosing the crew.' He thought to himself cheerily. Though Dariq's constant insistence to use a regular crew was starting to grow a bit tiresome. "You already know why we won't be doing that Maelvon, because I have answered this same question more times than I can count." Maithien said, turning towards Dariq and giving off a small smirk. "Things will be so much more fun this way, just trust me!"

Maithien was pulled away from his ever so brief talk with Dariq when he heard a rather loud noise come from behind him. 'What in blazes was that!?' He thought, whirling around from fright to see... Oh... A girl, young one at that.. She had whistled, now she was greeting him, and there was another woman beside her.. 'I'll just act like that didn't happen' How had he not noticed either of them? "Oh, Hello, nice to meet you. Both of you.. What were your names again? You'll have to forgive me, I was in my own world there for a moment." This lot seemed interesting enough, at least they seemed armed. That was interesting at the least, not as interesting as the flying man, but interesting.