Once he was alone, Talogan lingered on deck a while longer as he looked out over Red Shard for a time. He considered for a moment the validity of Nyx's theory. While it might not have been likely that the orcs were from a warband, it wasn't impossible. Sometimes, if they were out of options, the children of Gruumsh would turn instead to Shargaas for an approach that usually got the job done, even if Gruumsh didn't look kindly on those methods. If such was the case in this situation and an orc warband was indeed responsible for the theft, Talogan hoped the orcs didn't have more violent or destructive plans for Red Shard. It would be very inconvenient if a safe haven for himself and his crew was lost to the orcs. After a time, Talogan turned away from Red Shard and looked instead southward down the coastline. Somewhere in that direction was a shipwreck that Maglubiyet himself had ordered Talogan to investigate. The Mighty One had decided not to reveal the reasoning behind sending such a message though. However, Talogan wasn't going to complain about that. If Maglubiyet hid his agenda from Talogan, it was for a good reason.

Stifling a yawn, the captain of Maglubiyet's Kraken finally retired to his quarters for the night. Before going to bed, Talogan took 30 gold pieces from the treasury to reimburse himself for the bribes he paid to the guards that night and wrote down the sea shanty he and his crew sang that night. Once he put the lyrics away with the rest of his shanties, Talogan when to bed and dreamed of the day he would pass on in glory to the Infinite Battlefield of Acheron. Of the day he would arrive in Clangor and walk the halls Grashmog. Of the day he'd take his place in the front lines at Nishrek and fight the Eternal War against the forces of Gruumsh. Of the day he could finally see her again...

Talogan awoke the next day and performed his morning ritual. First, he washed and cleaned himself with all the necessary sundries he kept in a corner of his quarters and dressed himself for the day. Next, he thoroughly inspected his weapons and gear to ensure they were fit for a servant of the Mighty One. Finally, once he was certain he was as presentable as he could make himself, he knelt before the shrine to his gods and prayed. The shrine was actually a weapon wrack that held the weapons used by his gods as holy symbols. At the top of the wrack was a large headsman's axe. The symbol of Maglubiyet, chief god of the goblinoid pantheon, who Talogan prayed to for the might of a conqueror and a chance to prove himself worthy of joining the immortal host. Below the axe was a longsword and a handaxe crossed to form the symbol of Nomog-Geaya, the hobgoblin god of leadership and authority, to whom Talogan prayed for continued proficiency in commanding his crew. And below the weapons of Nomog-Geaya, lay the white headed flail of Bargrivyek, the hobgoblin god of duty and discipline, to who Talogan prayed that his crew remained loyal and competent for another day. Once all of this was done, Talogan left his quarters and emerged on deck, ready for the day.