[color=steelblue] "Can't wait to see you in action, then," [/color] Dalious said as he then took her hand.  [color=steelblue] "Until then." [/color] He kissed her hand and bowed.  [color=steelblue] "You must get your rest, my lady.  Meet us at the sparrow in the morning, I promise to wait for you this time." [/color]

By morning, the sails were set and the crew was anxious to leave.  Armuille filled everyone in on the basics of combat against the vampires, but they would train on deck along the route.  When Sybil came aboard, Dalious but had a few sentences to say and then they would be off.  [color=steelblue] "This is Sybil," [/color] he told them.  [color=steelblue] "She's a malignant.  More importantly, she's a friend.  Behave yourselves, I only say this once."[/color]

A few nods and smiles from the men, then they were off.  They travelled north from the elven kingdom, keeping the sea to the left of them and the shore of the elven isles to their right the entire trip.  It would only take a few days, then they would trek on foot to the destination.

Everyone was given garlic necklaces to ward off the vampires if they got too close.  It was implied by Armuille that any sharp wood straight to their heart would kill them instantly.  Decapitation worked.  A few other things, such as fire, but other than that they were immortal and extremely powerful.  The crew sailed and trained that day and into the night, working on techniques they thought would work with one another.  By nightfall, everyone settled back down and the drinking started.  Even though Everendall wouldn't give them their mead until after the job was done, they already had plenty anyway.

[color=steelblue] "You did work a hard bargain against our ale, Sybil," [/color] Dalious said.  

"Yeah, we hope by the end of this," Felian started.  "...you'll, you know, hook us up before the job's started next time maybe.  Not that we don't have a fair share already!"

"It's okay to relax and drink for the night with these folk," Fanon told Sybil.  "Our Muleki do not drink and will watch over us, which means we will know of any threat far before it is a threat, young one."  He offered her over a drink, though understood if she would not take it.

Then Ronen began singing a sea shanty, one that Felian would take the high notes in, and all of the crew would join thereafter.  

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Dalious took a break from the wheel, as Armuille took over, allowing him to down a shot of whiskey and walk over to Sybil.  [color=steelblue] "We never got to finish our dance, may I?" [/color] he said, as he pulled her up and onto the deck as the crew sang around them.  Dalious held Sybil close, his left hand holding her right and his other hand pressed against her back.  [color=steelblue] "I'm the type that likes to finish things, even if they take ten years to achieve."[/color]  He smiled and slow danced with her, quickly becoming mesmerized by her beauty.  She had definitely grown up since the last they saw each other.  He found himself wondering what her actual role was with the elves.  She was a girl being chased in the woods, now she stands on council with the king of the elves.  This wasn't the time to ask, with the beautiful nightfall horizon and the flickering yellow bugs on the shoreline.  This was the calm before the storm.

[color=steelblue] "I feel like I've known you forever, but I have but known you a short while," [/color] he said.  [color=steelblue] "You made quite the impression, I suppose.  Are you happy, with the elves?"[/color]