[center][h2][color=steelblue]Dalious[/color][/h2][/center]


As the sleeping one finally awoke, Dalious opened his mouth to speak to him as he had the others.  Just then the crew came down and he held his tongue, wincing at the sight of them and rolling his eyes.  Moving his foot just in time to miss the crewmate's spit, he crossed his arms and listened intently from behind the bars.  A raft made of ice?  Dalious found himself in awe of the subject, eyes wide as well.  He wished he had seen such a thing in person, wondering which of the newcomers pulled that off.

Dalious couldn't help but let out a bursting laugh when Joss was finished with his speech.  After the elf spoke, he cut in.[color=steelblue]"Ha!  Yeah, you're a real bunch of sweethearts.  Wouldn't happen to have any sugar with that crocked shite would ya, mate?  I don't know what your dealings are with this group Mutiny, but as for me, if you're gonna sell me off that's fair game.  Eye for an eye, we're pirate's I get it.  However the price is far too low from what the crew's told me, I'm worth at least double you shite."[/color]