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			[color=82ca9d][b]JACKAL VENTMAW[/b][/color]

Location: Open Sea

Interacting with:
[@Renny]
[@JmerlRobot] 
[@LokiLeo789] 
[@BCTheEntity]
[@Tmitche23] 
[@dragonmancer]

	I remained mostly silent as the crew made there actions or talked among themselves. However my statue-like presence broke when I saw Xerxes begin to change. It was strange, as if the old Xerxes just possessed the new personality. I didn't know Xerxes too long, but I never saw him like this, I would have never guessed he was bipolar. However that was the least of my concerns, Xerxes ruthless nature came fourth, though I could tell he didn't seem to want to kill Dirk, but nonetheless he was getting far to savage for comfort. I'd leap over and inbetween Xerxes and Dirk who was now brought back by Jax. I had unsheathed my Lance to which I now pointed at Xerxes throat, passed his cutlass, my spare hand was reaching for the great shield across my back. [color=82ca9d]"That's enough Xerxes, your being a bit too rough on our new allies."[/color] I said, my tone as stone-cold and serious as it usually is. My eyes behind my face guard were burning like bright candles. Though I kept my eyes and posture facing Xerxes, I would speak to both Jax and Dirk directly.

	[color=82ca9d]"Sorry if I'm interrupting something important but I'll take it from here. I don't want my old crew leaving a bad impression."[/color] I said a bit more lightly, though still lacking much emotion or breaking away from a serious tone. I watched Xerxes carefully, though unpredictable, I was prepared to follow up with whatever aggressive action Xerxes tries to pull, otherwise I kept my weapon pointed at him, and my spare hand ready to un-holster my shield at a moment's notice despite the position it seems to be in.