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

[color=steelblue]"Rats!?"[/color]  Dalious spat shockingly, quickly jumping onto the desk and looking around the floor.  [color=steelblue]"Where!?"[/color]  He hated the little vile rodents, sickly creatures that deserved no place in this world.  The large smash knocked him off the table and back to the floor, nearly toppling him to his face.  He collected himself once he realized it was just an expression and that there were actually no rats. 

[color=steelblue]"Sure, but if there are rats out there you lot are on your own,"[/color] he muttered as he took the dagger from her.  While she seemed entirely focused on the fight outside, Dalious slipped out the way he had come in.  The waves made the wood of the ship slippery but he was used to it, so he climbed from outside and onto the deck where a crew mate was idly steering the ship solo.  Dalious grabbed him and quickly tossed him overboard quicker than he could scream.  He then ran his fingers across the ship's wheel and smirked.  [color=steelblue]"Did they treat you well?"[/color]

Looking down the grate below he had a clearer view on what was going on with the fighting.  Joss was about to take on the newcomer in a game of fun, which seemed to be the only opportunity they had to overtake them.  He watched and waited with a hand on the anchor wheel, if things started to turn sour he would pull the lever and release the anchor.  This would halt the ship and hopefully daze those below long enough, or if the newcomer gained the upper hand he would simply jump down and join in the fight.