Markus took the bottle of rum and downed a fair portion of it in a single wig, placing it on the table as if he had taken a casual sip. The man placed a hand on his chin, his free hand sliding up to where Calliope had indicated. It was less than two miles from the other island that mirrored the larger one. With proper elevation it could fire right into any ship escaping. 

"That isn't a bad idea." he reasoned, his mind going over the guns in the ship and their poundage. With the long nine they might be able to fire accurately enough to frighten any escape plan the Bloodaxes might have. "The problem isn't landing men there. As long as we do it just after twilight and with the wind at our backs we should be able to have a few scale. The problem is getting the guns themselves up there. The terrain's perfect for a vantage point but gaining ground is another issue." 

"I could perhaps help in that endeavor." Calli said, waving about her hand for a moment as an apple that had been on the counter suddenly floated up to hover above her palm, seemingly on its own accord. Markus knew enough about magic to know it would be far harder than what she was suggesting, and such a heavy item would need more than a wave of the hand. But it was certainly going to help as well. 

His wink was all the answer she needed to her offer, and Markus took another drink, before sliding it her way. "Whatever happens, it can't be more dangerous than what we went through the other day." he told her, giving a frustrated, almost comical look. She chortled and continued to drink. It had been a long night, they needed a drink. "Only we can have a difficult night in a palace built for opulence and wealth." she replied. 

As she spoke, the Captain took his silk shirt off and replaced it with the frock coat he had on the back of the chair, preferring his usual, more rustic apparel as they spoke strategy. "This is a bit off topic," he began, slipping his strong arm into one of the sleeves. "But after we finish this job, milk the Sultan for what he's worth. We're to move northward and ravage who we can until we can plunder the dowry ship." 

She nodded as he continued. "Once that is done, and we have the means to burn Calaverde to the ground. Where do you plan on going next? After Sebastian is hung by his balls in the city square?" It was obviously a rhetorical question. "I'm thinking we go north through hammer pass, in the Sundered Sea." Referring to the shallow, recently made sea not centuries old. Stories say two Gods battled and cracked the very earth, creating a sea during the last invasion of Demons upon the realm. 

"We won't exactly want for Gold. But there's plenty of real estate there." he said, smirking. Plenty of business opportunities to go their way. 
[@Penny]