[center][h2][color=ed1c24]Cayde Selmy[/color][/h2]
[sub][@The Irish Tree][@Awesomoman64][@Skyrte][@floodtalon][/sub][/center]

Watching as the last of the goblins retreated from the inside of the crashed ship, Cayde would give a friendly pat on the back to his newly found battle buddy. Hopefully this wasn't just a temporary alliance, since the nobleman could easily see this pirate knew how to fight. [color=ed1c24]"Impressive work there. I've never seen footwork or weapon handling like that before in my life,"[/color] he praised him, similar to how a commanding officer would congratulate the work of his auxiliary. While he certainly was no hard ass military commander, it would probably be clear to Sid that this man hung onto their upright and scrupulous nature.

With that, Cayde would finally direct his attention to the smoke which had been gathering above their heads for the past several minutes. He had noticed it earlier, but with the little mechanical knowledge he had and the goblin ambush he had pushed any thoughts about it aside until later. Now it was difficult to ignore. Cayde had never directly messed with a ship's engine before, but he knew that the thing was in a much worse state than it had been earlier.

[color=ed1c24]"I don't suppose you know how to fix this thing, would you?"[/color] he asked, turning to Sid. His best guess would to just throw cold water on it in the hopes that it would cool it down, but he knew that was a temporary fix at best and something to further to break it at worst. [color=ed1c24]"If not, I think we should check the top deck. Perhaps whoever was operating the cannons also knows how to fix this."[/color]