They arrive at the entrance to Denethor's hideout and someone on the other side opens a slit on the door. "Hoi", the cheif says before the door opens, allowing them to enter. As they proceed, Bard and Loki were stopped by the chief as he holds up his hand to stop them. "You think we would not suspect you of treachery?", he asked them. Bard looks at him with a glare. "Well, when you put it that way", he said with a slight smirk. The chief puts his gaze on both of them. "Remove, please", he said calmly.

Bard removed his weaponry, sword, dagger, few bombs, wasnt much. Loki then stripped himself of his weapons. Pulling out a dagger from each sleeve, then two from each boot, and a strap of 3 daggers from under his jacket. After, he removed his coat to and set it aside then pulled off his boots to shake them before putting them back on. Just to show them he didn't have anything else in his boots. The bard was amazed how many daggers the Jotun had as well as how flexible he was in retrieving said daggers. Loki just looked to the man who wanted him to remove their sharp and explosive possessions.

Once they were stripped of their weapons, the chief stepped aside for them to pass and make their way through the area to where Denethor was; facing the steam with his arms spread out. Denethor turns around and Bard bows. Seeing Loki not follow, he gestured for him to do the same with him.

"Captain Bard. Welcome to Niflheim", he welcomes them before Bard lean back up to his full height. "I understand you have a request to make of me, yes?", Denethor commented. "More of a proposal to put, really. I have a venture underway and happen to find myself in need of ship and a crew", Bard tells him. "This is an odd coincidence", Denethor commented with suspicion.

The Jotun followed. Bowed when Bard expressed through his gestures. Straightening himself when the two Captain's spoke, he watched, looked around the bath house and listened to their conversation. Hearing Bard's request, Loki looked to Denethor as he was known as, and looked at them suspiciously. How was the request odd? Loki seemed that it was quite a simple request. But then again he didn't know what these people were like no matter how long he spent his time with them. "How is this request odd?" Loki asked Denethor."

"Because, earlier this day, not far from here, a thief broke into my most revered uncle's temple and tried to make off with these", Denethor told them as he held the rolled up charts before placing it back down. "The navigational charts. The route to the farthest ship. Wouldn't it be amazing if this venture of yours took you to the world beyond this one?", he asked them.

"It would strain credulity at that", Bard responded before Denethor motions to his men and they pull up a man out of a tub of hot water. His hair flipped back as he was pulled up and he coughed with his hands tied around his back. It was Eric! Denethor walked to where Eric was. "This is the thief", he pointed. "Is his face familiar to you?", he asked them.

Loki listened, as well as his eyes grow a little as he saw the Navigation Chart in Denethor's hands. Glancing to Bard, the Jotun looked to the commotion to his right and the other side of Bard to see that they rose a man from the tub of hot water. Watching the man flip back and cough to see it was Eric. Loki was all relieved but twisted his emotions to conceal his true emotions. He was good at it. But never done so to Eric. Loki looked confused, looking from Eric to Denethor. His emerald eyes though looked to the Bard as he had looked from Denethor, to Eric, then to Loki before looking to Denethor once more. Loki shook his head a little, thinking they might just let him go. "No."

Denethor smirked in amusement until he held Eric's head up by his hair and pulled his head back. The lord then revealed a dagger in his hand. "Then I guess he has no further need for it", he says coldly before he was about to pierce Eric through the bottom of his head.

Loki looked at Denethor, wondering what he was smirking about till he pulled on Eric's wet hair and revealing a dagger. Loki could just imagine what was to happen next and just couldn't bear the thought anymore. "Eric!" Only then, Loki couldn't take back what he had done. He was suppose to keep his cool, stay calm and have the negotiation pull through. Hoping though he saved Eric's life in some fashion, just may have ruined their chances with an negotiation for a ship, a crew and hopefully the Navigation Chart. The Jotun though didn't regret his sudden actions. Retreating himself back to where he was, Loki though glared daggers at the man who held the dagger to his lover's throat.

Upon hearing the gasp of the man's name, Denethor turned his gaze back to the two males that stood before him. Eric made a hiss of pain while his hair was still in Denethor's grip. "So, you come to my realm, and betray my hospitality", he said before he let go of Eric, which caused his head to hang down. "Denethor, I assure you, I had no idea..", Bard was about to say before he was cut off. "That he would get caught?!", the king shouted. "You intend to attempt a voyage to the Black Pearl. When I cannot help but wonder, why?", he snarled.

Loki knew that what he had just done cost them dearly. But in order to make this deal run by a bit more smoothly, he had to tell Denethor why they need the chart and ship so badly. He stood straighter. "Its because we need Captain Killian. The song has been sung." Loki said with a straight face. "They were sung in Asgard because of the Dark Elves." The Jotun detailed. Bard stepped up. "You know very well what that means. As the Pirate Lords, we must answer the call. We cannot ignore The Code." He told Denethor seriously.

Right after Bard said this, the sailor tossed Denethor what looks like a coin. He manages to catch it, blow it, and hold it to his ear. As everyone was silent, the coin's hollowing sound would be heard. "There's a price on all our heads, it is true. Since it seems that the only way we can turn a profit anymore is by betraying our allies", Denethor said to them before tossing back Bard the coin, resulting him to catch it. "The first Brethren Court gave us rule of the cosmos' seas. That rule has been challenged by Lord Algrim", Bard told him. "Against the Dark Elves, what value is the Brethren Court? What can any of us do?", Denethor asked him.

Looking to Denethor and Bard as they conversed, Loki wondered what were they going to do. He didn't know Eric's motive much but knew enough. "Gather up the court? Fight back? They've taken Asgard! The rest of the Nine Realms are next if we don't act. Its like asking why you are here standing here in your bathwater! Isn't this your Domain? You're Realm to rule? And yet the Dark Elves are here patrolling the streets and walk ways like they own them. Isn't it the Pirate Lord's of the Brethren Court suppose to answer the call to the song that has now been sung? I know that is no Guideline in the slightest." Loki spoke up. Having had enough of this and just wanted to get it through their think skulls that the realms are in danger and fighting back seems to be the only thing they CAN do. Bard looked to the Jotun with slight surprise. To speak out like he had just done. No doubt Denethor would not be pleased about this sort of thing.

"Loki, there's more to you than meets the eye. But I cannot help but notice. You have failed to answer my question. What is it you seek!?", Denethor demanded. "Killian Jones", Eric spoke up from his kneeling position. "He's one of the Pirate Lords", he added. "Killian holds one of the pieces of eight", Bard added as he stepped forward once. "He failed to pass it along with a successor. That, is why we need to get him", he said with a very serious tone. "We, need those charts", He added. Denethor gave a sigh before he sent one of his servant girls to pick up the map and stood before Loki. "Your map?", she said to him. "Safe journeys", she commented.

That is until the three of them exited the bathhouse to get to a boat. "We need to get sailing as quickly as possible", Eric said to Bard.

The Jotun took a deep breath to calm himself. He was about to answer when Eric answered before he did and Bard speaking up as well. Loki saw the Denethor sigh and a servant girl come before him with the Navigation chart. Loki took the chart like it was the most fragile thing in the world. He nodded to her and thanked her though some may not think it was necessary. When exiting the bath hout and to the boat, Loki had not really said much to Eric at all, though kept himself alert. Bard looked to the former King of Asgard. "I already know how quickly we need to get going." He told the man with Loki not adding anything.

As soon as the group turned a corner, a group of Dark Elves spotted them and Bard reacted fast. "Get down!", Bard told them as he, quick as lightning, tugged the back of Loki's robes and pulled him so the Jotun was behind him. Whipping out his gun, Bard began to shoot some before taking a run for. "Go for the boat!", he told Loki before handing him the charts while Eric took a long scrap piece of wood and used it as a weapon against the elves as they got close.

Loki too noticed the Dark Elves but before he himself could react, the Jotun was pulled behind Bard and Eric as he was told to go to the boat. Loki with the Chart that he was hugging the chart tightly close nodded and ran. A knife slid from within one of his sleeves, ready to defend himself the best he could with the chart with him.

The elves made a rumble of their native tongue before they aimed at the Jotun, blocking his path. Just then, an arrow shot an elf before another came into sight. These arrows looked like they were made by...Light Elves? That was until a figure of a blond long-haired male shot another arrow as he jumped from the top of the hut. He made it on the ground and threw one of his blades at the last Dark Elf. Turning to Loki, he had ice blue eyes with pale cream skin, a typical appearance of a light elf. "Are you alright?", his soft yet calm voice asked the Jotun.

Loki was running as fast as he could only to catch Dark elves at the corner of his eye and ducked for cover. He glanced over to see why nothing came his way to see that the Dark Elves were being killed by something/or someone. He looked to see the arrows and who they seemed to be crafted by. Light Elves? What would one be doing here? Looking to try and see who it was that shot the arrow. He looked over and found the blonde long haired male that killed the Dark Elves that came after him. Coming from his hiding corner, standing as the now seemed to look like a Light Elf. Loki nodded. "Yeah. I'm okay. Who are you?" Loki had no idea who he was Or why he was here.

"Legolas, prince of Alfheim", he paused before taking another shot of a Dark Elf that was behind Loki. "Also a friend. Of Bard", he said before signalling him to follow. "Who might you be?", he asked the Jotun before taking another shot as they rushed through the path. That was until a whole group of Dark Elves aimed at them...from the bridge. Not far from them, the same yellow-greened eyed woman with the veil and hood looked from her hiding place behind a crate as the music from the cart began to slow down. The Dark Elves spoke in their native tongue as if saying 'fire!', but then, an explosion came into view behind them as the cart exploded. The woman walked out of her hiding space before removing her veil and hood. Everything went into a blurr as the Light Elf made a dumbfounded look as Maleficent looked back at him with her eyes. She looked familiar to him as she flew over the waterbank and landed near Loki. "Get to the ship!", Bard called as he ran to the path of the ship that were supposed to get to. Bard's voice seems to have brought Legolas back to reality before he followed Bard.

The Jotun nodded to the Elf who introduced himself, following Legolas to the ship, chart still in hand. "Loki of Asgard. Prince of the Moors." He replied to Legolas' question. Though didn't speak of his Jotun Heritage. Seeing that they were surrounded, Loki then heard an explosion and all became a blur for him till he saw Maleficent. Hearing Bard's words, Loki took toward the ship. He ran as fast as he was able, even then, pushed himself to get there faster. When he boarded the ship with the help of Bard who helped him aboard. Bard help any others that needed the assistance. Taking the wheel, Bard set sail with the help of the crew that was onboard, getting away from the Dark Elves as possible. Loki sat down against the railing of the ship as he was catching his breath. As the Jotun did so, he looked down and smiled as the Navigation Chart was still with him and no damage done to it. Leaning his head back, Loki started to calm himself down.