[b]The monster hunters[/b]

While Dalious and Sybil reunited with one another, and Armuille took to studying in the elven library, the rest of the crew waited back on their ship.  The elven kingdom was beautiful and mesmerizing, but the elves were fair and noble people.  Immortal from age and with magic of their own kind, they rarely drank alcohol or took part in drugs.  Thus meaning, there were no whorehouses or taverns, of which were normal hotspots in a visited town for the ship mates.  So they simply just waited aboard playing poker on deck, aside from Bernen Wildcat, who jumped and climbed around the ship's structure to keep himself in shape.

Bernen, much like Armuille, was born and thrown into slavery immediately.  They had been slaves their entire lives until Dalious rescued them ten years ago.  Since then they were able to visit the Muleki homeland, Mulek.  They chose the seas over their own people, feeling foreign to them and outcast.  While Armuille looked to learning and studying, Bernen was focused solely on combat.  He is one of the crew's greatest warriors, and his kill count of monsters stacks into the hundreds.

Thanden "Blackheart" Triggs was the true pirate at heart aboard the Sparrow.  He had the option to become a captain of his own ship had he wanted, but he blindly and loyally follows Dalious after the things they have been through.  He just wants to sail and make coin, while getting wasted along the way.  He is the inventor of the group, always creating or updating weapons to face these evils.  He didn't create blackpowder or guns to shoot it, but he has updated and modded a few rifles and pistols.  His latest masterpiece was a weapon he called 'the blunderbuss'.

"Arrr, I knew ye to be bluffin'!" Blackheart spat, throwing his cards down on the table. 

Fanon Hinderblade smiled and took his earnings.  Fanon was always in a good mood, no matter how dire the situation.  He enjoyed life and helping others, while also enjoying the pirate life.  He was from a land known as High Rock.  A desert land where you had to work for your survival everyday.  High Rock has since been overtaken by the Imperial Legion, most of the people being forced into slavery thereafter.  Fanon was the spiritual guidance on board the sparrow, and a good mentor to all.  His advice was always taken.

The last two members of the monster slayers, were the brothers Ronen and Felian Rosetree.  Ronen was the oldest by two years, and was a mercenary of great skill.  Felian followed suit, looking up to his brother and his ways of life.  Felian was reckless though, and often got into trouble.  He was captured on a job and was sailing to be an imperial slave when Dalious saved him as well.  Ronen was not there that day, but he was close by in pursuit.  When the brothers made their reunion quickly after, they decided to sail with Dalious for some time.  The monster slaying just came naturally for the crew, as all of them took the jobs without hesitation.  They proved to be very good at it, so it became their new way of life.

"All in," Felian said, pushing his coins to the center of the table.

"You got nothin" his brother Ronen said and called the bet.

"You [i]have[/i] nothing," Felian corrected him.  Felian had recently taken a liking to Armuille's teachings of grammar and proper tongue.

"I speak how I want, little brother," Ronen said sharply.  "Correct me again, and I'll tie you upside down for a night!"

"I call," Fanon spoke, also throwing his coins in.  

They all flipped their cards over.  Fanon won with a flush draw.

"Dammit!"  Felian said.  "How do you always win?"

"Stick to fighting," Fanon replied with a laugh.

"Speakin' of, when are we settin' sail?" Blackheart wondered.  "The hell's taken 'em so long?"

"Armuille is studying the vampires," Fanon answered.  "Dalious is apparently reuniting with that friend we all didn't believe he had all those years ago, when he freed us, remember?"

"Ah, so the magic mage he kept goin' on about was real..." Blackheart said, looking up to the waterfalls that loomed above them.  He could make out the figures of Dalious and Sybil as they walked and spoke to one another.  "Knowing Dal, I bet he's trying to get in her pants as we speak."

"She is coming with us," Bernen wildcat spoke, falling from the top of the ship and landing on his feet.  

"What!?"  Blackheart said.  "Having a lady on board is bad luck!"

"Having you on board has been bad luck, too, and we still manage," Felian joked.

"Hardeehar," was Blackheart's reply.  "Get ready boys, 'cause we're all gonna die on this job.  But as we always like to say...fuck it."