Talogan watched as the fleet became smaller and smaller as the Kraken sped away. When the fleet was little more than a series of dots on the horizon and the ship returned to its normal speed, Talogan turned to face the direction the ship was heading in and looked out at the passing coastline. From the looks of things, it would take two hours to reach the hamlet. Though he could have had Nyx shave a quarter off that time, Talogan decided against it. There was a chance that her spells would be needed later.

"So Captain, what are we looking for at this fishing hamlet?" Kulee asked. "Don't imagine we're raiding them for supplies, though I sure wouldn't mind some fish for my favorite soup."
"It's the hamlet's temple we're after." Talogan said in response to his helmsman's question. "We need holy water for our fight with the undead at the wreck. The temple should have a good supply. Once we make port, I will announce our intentions to the leader of the hamlet and warn them of the consequences that interfering in what happens at the temple will. Once that's out of the way, we will ransack the temple, plunder its holy water and any treasures it may have, and slaughter any of the clergy who refuse to turn from their false gods and revere the Mighty One instead."