“Aye aye captain, I’ll relay the orders.” Tayang nods and heads topside you tell everyone your orders. What would’ve been an hour only takes thirty minutes thanks to Nyx’s magic, and the crew had amassed the cargo intended for trading ready as well. With your men you check in the prisoners who were quietly sitting in their cages, apparently praying for help by the time you arrive. It doesn’t take much to ensure they comply should you have any demands for them, the elf who’s ear you tore off in particular is very frighten of being around you. Finally at long last, the ship reached port.

There were little issues docking. Your first mate was experienced in these dealings and made sure to get a good spot and bribe the right people to verify their cargo (aka don’t ask questions and don’t actually look at what’s being brought to shore). Once docked your crew went to work offloading the cargo to be picked up. All that needed to be done now was for you and Tayang to speak to Ms. Silvermane, who just finished doing some business with another shop.