Talogan looked up from his work as Tayang entered the captain's quarters. He welcomed the distraction. Ever since he stated, the creative spark just hadn't ignited anything for him. As common an occurrence it might have been, Talogan still found it frustrating. "For now, have Ms Orocho throw a gust into our sails to get us to port a little faster." Talogan ordered as he rose from his desk, picked up his blue tricorne hat, and placed it on his head. "Also have the crew ready the looted trade goods for off loading. But leave the food, weapons, and egg chests be. I intend to keep those for future use. While the cargo is being prepared, I want you to fetch Mr Hector and Dr Boulder. The four of us will then go look over our guests in the brig to ensure they are in good condition for when we hand them off. Once we make port, the crew will stand ready to aid in transporting our goods and guests off the ship while you and I conduct all the necessary business with Ms Silvermane. Once that is concluded, the crew shall gather for the division of the spoils and will then be allowed to go ashore and do as they wish."