Dalious hesitantly nodded to the command.  [color=steelblue]"Could we just throw one of them, possibly two, overboard...??"[/color]  he began in protest but almost immediately thought better of it.  [color=steelblue]"Fine, no more killing unless absolutely necessary."[/color]

The pirate let his old crew's fate be discussed and handled by them.  While they figured that out, he set the sails proper and turned the ship toward where he believed to be the nearest land.  However he was unsure of exactly where he was, the stars were fading from the sky and he would have to wait for another nightfall to use the stars as a map.  For now, he coasted them in the direction they were already heading while keeping a watchful eye on the horizon with his spyglass.

[color=steelblue]"We're past the worst of the storm,"[/color] he spoke to no one in general.  [color=steelblue]"Smooth sailing ahead, lads.  Perhaps a song could ease the uneasy morning."[/color]  Dalious cleared his throat and then started to sing an old pirate shanty.  [color=steelblue]"[i][b]Well it'd be alright if the wind was in our sails, oh it'd be alright if the wind was in our sails, it'd be alright if the wind was in our sails and we'll all hold on behind!  And we'll roll the old chariot along, we'll roll the old chariot along, we'll roll the old chariot along and we'll all hang on behind[/b][/i]..."[/color]