The week on the ship had been... a mixed experience for Fortune. The 'sea sickness' seemed to come and go in waves; It was a foul thing but not the worst illness that he had ever had to suck up and bare for one reason or another. Namely he bore it in order to sit and listen through Darren's speeches and explanations. It had started off innocently enough; He had wanted to learn more about magic in the hopes that by understanding it a bit better, he wouldn't be so frightened of it because it was an unknown. It would be unfitting for a knight of the realm to be shriving in their armor because they let their imagination run wild after all. Granted some of the things that Darren had explained to him in his upbeat manner that was doable by a magic wielder were absolutely terrifying that even the bravest of grail knights would confess to some level of distress, but understanding a little bit about the [i]how[/i] such things were done also gave him some strategies to either stop it from happening to begin with or how to try and survive it if stopping it wasn't an option. There were three reasons that he continued to have his discussions with Darren. The first was quite simply that he found discussing magic with him to be rather fascinating as well as informative. Sure he could never wield magic himself (if he could, he would have been taken with the other children who had the 'gift' and since he was a male he would have found out exactly why the boys taken by the servants of the Lady were never seen or heard from again) but even just understanding a little bit about how it worked made it... less scary in a way. Less a monster hiding in the darkness of the night and more something that was bound by rules and laws that it had to adhere to. The second (through he would only ever admit it to one person... one day) was that he enjoyed spending time with Alison. She was often in the presence of her master and listening to him talk was a small price to pay to sit beside her, glancing at her every now and then when he thought he could get away with it. Besides, understanding magic a little also made the fact that she was magical less... intimidating. Plus she was really cute when she blushed... The third and final reason was quite simply if he didn't occupy Darren's time, he would try and talk with either the other adventures or the crew of the ship and quite frankly he suspected that they would end up killing him at some point in order to shut him up. ..................................................... Up on deck as the ship smashed into rocks in the middle of a storm while a hostile ship full of complete and utter mad men (who in their right mind would attack a ship ran aground on rocks in the middle of a storm that you own ship was having trouble staying afloat in?) were coming right for them... and Fortune was tying a rope around his waist that was secured to the mast before he run towards the part of the ship that Alison had fallen off of, fully intending to throw himself overboard in order to try and save her. His first instinct had been to throw himself after her the moment she had gone overboard but the part of his brain that liked living had argued that if he didn't have a means of getting them both back onto the ship jumping after her would only result in both of their deaths. Thus he had paused long enough to grab a long rope from the deck, tie one end securely to the mast then tying the other to his waist before he ran towards where he was hearing Alison's pitiful cries and throwing himself overboard to go and get her. He was thankful that he had left both armor and equipment below deck, having not foreseen the use of metal weapons or armor to assist with keeping the ship afloat. If he had been wearing his armor he would have had to forsaken her because all throwing himself over the side would have done was kill himself without doing her any good. Hopefully the others could hold the ship without him. [@CelticSoldier]