"I take it by the way you're talking about those balloons that they are a bit more than scratched?." Maithien chuckled, entering his quarters. He walked over to a chair and desk he had nestled in a corner of his cabin and sat down. "Oh, that is so much better." He sighed. The only thing better would be when he finally got to crawl into his bed and drift to sleep, but not now, there was work that still needed to be done now. "It is not you cutting open one of our balloons that has me foul Dariq." Maithien dismissed with a wave of his hand. "What has me foul is the band of assailants that tried to kill us."

"We both know who those men were, who they work for." Maithien remarked, though he didn't mutter their names himself. "Keep your eyes peeled Dariq, we can't afford to have anything else surprise us on this journey." He frowned. "This is important" At this Maithien grabbed a book in his coat pocket containing among other things some maps. He flipped it open and continued to speak. "There aren't any towns nearby for us to land in, so we'll need to find a clearing to land in if things are as bad as I am assuming."

Maithien sighed and tossed his book onto his desk lazily. "Just do what needs to be done my friend, I would like to get to Braelv as soon as possible to pick up the package before some other disaster happens.." Maithien then dismissed Dariq with a nod of his head. "Oh no, wait!" He suddenly corrected. "Also, please bring me some alcohol. And keep and eye on the crew, blood loss and adrenaline wreaks havoc on your mind." 

"And please make sure that that dwarf lady doesn't destroy our engines."