Bard began to walk ahead as Eric, Loki, Maleficent, and Legolas followed suite. Walking up to the large black mass of a ship, it seems to have gotten bigger as they got closer to it. Perched on its side in an awkward position, the ship never moved while being stuck on the low tide of the beach. Stopping, Bard's eyes trailed up the mast of the ship and saw a male figure with his feet crossed over each other while he saw in the crow's nest. Cupping his hands together to make a megaphone-like shape over his mouth, Bard shouted. "Jones!", he shouted to the figure and the perched feet were moved, revealing Killian's face over the crow's nest edge. Shutting the compass in his hand, the sailor grabbed a hanging rope and jumped, landing on the beach with his boots thudding on the ground. Wearing his black coat and boats, the pirate sauntered towards them in a drunken-like stagger, while swaying his arms a little, hanging them up halfway from his body. Before he could get any closer, the yells of his crewman drew their weapons and stood guard at the newcomers. Making an amusing yet smug-like smile on his face, Killian raised one of his hands up to silently tell them to stand down. 

"Mr. Fandral!", he shouted suddenly as he sauntered towards the blonde warrior. "Captain?", he asked as if he was being commanded by a marshal before Killian stopped before him, towering him by an inch or two. "I thought so. I expect you can account for your actions, then?", he said to him dryly. "Sir?", Fandral asked him, clearly confused. "There has been a perpetual and virulent lack of discipline aboard my vessel! Why is that, sir?!", the pirate explained to him before raising his voice. "But sir, you're in Helheim's realm, Captain", Fandral told him in a whispery voice. At first, the brunette-haired man made a face of hesitation or dumbfoundedness before he grew arrogant. "I know that. I know where I am. Don't think I don't!", Killian defended calmly before raising his voice once again. 

"Killian Jones", Bard drawled in amusement while he stepped forward. "Ah, Bard!", Killian turned and made a cheeky grin before sauntering over to the taller man. "It's been too long, hasn't it?", he then asked him in a casual tone. "Aye, Isla de Muerta, remember? You tried to shoot me?", Bard nodded in confirmation with a smug smile. He sure did remember that memory. The feud. Killian kept his smile on before it faded quickly. "No I didn't", he lied quickly, making Bard frown at his rival's stupidity. Turning to his left, Killian looked to his right before spotting a horned woman with wings. She was a beauty to his eyes. A fine lass. "Ah, love, out and about, eh?", he asked her with his smolder face while walking towards her. "You lend an agreeable sense of the macabre to any delirium", he complimented as he praised her beauty. Maleficent, not sure what to say or how to react, made a small and simple smile, then fading as soon as it came. "The smell of him sounds like he has drunken his way into delirium", the elf commented aloud, making Killian turn to him with a face that didn't look amused. "Legolas, tell me something. Have you come because you need the bounty for your distressful father? Or rather a father in distress?", the pirate scolded at the Light Elf. "Either one", he added. "No", the elf responded calmly. "Then you wouldn't be here", Killian told him. "So you can't be here. So that makes it that you're not really here", he added with a cocky smile.