So it was decided and Illiendi made no show of disagreement, in fact he offered a gentle nod of affirmation to his Masters decision, such things were now solely up to Amano and whether good or bad such decisions were his alone. That being said such a decision was relatively easy and hardly much to be concerned over, alone or together they would cover the same ground and perhaps generate the first of their rumours needed to spread to gather the skeptics and doubters and the most important of all, the dreamers. It would be the first two that would spread the news and dismiss it but the smaller third group would breathe life into it, they would add the 'what if' to their tale and utter the news with grins and triumph turning the former two groups slowly into the third. "As you wish it Master." Illiendi said, watching the boys eyes waver and almost break from contact with his own and after holding that gaze for several long seconds Illiendi did the boy the favour of looking towards the door. 

"This is the first impression, you are looking for a sloop, one capable of carrying several crates of raw transport, the pay will be good compared to what they earn here and the adventure grand. We want just a captain, a ship and a first mate, no one else no matter who or what they try to haggle. We set sail for Ashai in the east, that, if nothing else should get the blood of the men eager." Ashai being one of the few small eastern isles where 'anything goes' still applied but strict and brutal law was enforced on murder or theft, a weary seadogs dream with brothels and opiate dens. "I will very much be behind you unless you desire my assistance, if you do gesture to your tattoo though do not make it look out of place and above all keep your head my master." 

With his words and information parted Illiendi strode towards the inn door and as one might expect of a high class servant he produced a white linen handkerchief to grip the handle and slide open the door into the establishment.