Octavius managed to wait patiently while they dragged their ship to the nearest port. It took them a whole day and then some to do it, since the nearest port was often overrun by the Navy, and while pirates still persisted there, they had to keep things much lower-key than normal. Not ideal for the man who claimed to be the greatest pirate ever known, but he supposed the element of surprise had aided him in such ventures more than once. The only unfortunate part about this time, was the fact that he didn't exactly command enough people to assault the Navy ships currently docked around the island. So rather than even consider such things, he was forced to do more patient waiting as it got dark. The sun was long gone by the time the [i]Duchess Gambit[/i] made it into port.

The warlord sighed as they finally dropped anchor. Ceres wanted to know what the plan was, and suggested they wait for daybreak. "I suppose... Not like there's much we can do without a moon..." he agreed, sighing again. So close, and yet so far. He hoped the ship could hold itself together long enough for everyone to get to shore in the morning. "Let's do one sentry. Everyone else can sleep, have someone do up a roster, and I'll take the shit shift... Good night." he gave Ceres a gentle clap on the back as reward for her efforts, and then headed for his bed. There weren't exactly a lot of people left, by his count, so he didn't see anything wrong with taking the last shift before morning. Depending on how they set it up, it wouldn't even be that bad. For the moment, though, he was hoping a good night's sleep would help him formulate a real plan. He was going to need more than luck to catch the [i]Simurgh[/i]...