Time: Morning
Location: On the deck of the Harem
Interactions: [@Tae] Lizzie [@Funnyguy] "Boarding party"
Equipment: The clothing on his back: A unbuttoned dress shirt of the pirate-y variety, leather breeches, matte black in color, leather boots, in surprisingly good shape

While the crew drank and generally enjoyed the captain-sanctioned festivities, Tesoro took in the sea breeze and wet his lips with nothing but water. He was still on alert. He was on a foreign crew and he knows that the first impression he made was not stellar, to say the least. Plus, the trauma of being marooned from his previous ship stuck with him like tar. He mainly stayed out of the way of the other rowdy, fueled by alcohol, crew members. 

The morning sun was bright, but not harsh. Tesoro had fallen asleep leaning his back again the side of the ship. The gentle rocking brought on by the waves was comforting. Not being caged helped as well. He was a part of the crew now, may as well embrace it, he thought. Of course, being a captain of a ship is still what he knew he was destined to do. He would accept nothing less. However, any friends made now means less enemies in the future. The sea, being a small and a large place at the same time, could use less bloodshed and general tension anyways. The ship was still sailing towards the Dreaded Isles, and seemed to be generally ship-shape. The crew, the ones awake anyways, were going about their own business. The captain, Lizzie, was originally at the helm, directing the ship towards her prize. Tesoro spent a few moments observing her. Rough seas bred able captains, and if Tesoro had to guess, Lizzie hasn't seen her share of the brutality over these waves. Nonetheless, she did know how to keep her crew in line, and the folks on this ship seemed generally obedient, if not compliant. 

Tesoro felt the ship slow a bit. Lizzie had stepped away from the helm  as well. Given that he was still sitting, he was not aware that they were approaching another ship. Taking in a deep breath and sighing slightly, he stood up and stretched. He peered out over the horizon. Another ship, flying the black. Tesoro took a harder look. Gold skull. Croft. Oh Tesoro has heard of this person. However, the size of the ship itself was too small to be the flagship. Instead, they were greeted by a pair of dark elves and a forest fairy. [color=f1c40f]"For fuck sakes."[/color] He muttered. First time in the morning, before he has had breakfast. He gets to deal with dark elves. He shook his head. He didn't much like dark elves. At all. The trio from the other ship requested that the captain of The Harem to board their ship to discuss business. 

Tesoro knew this to be poor idea, Croft wasn't known as a lenient pirate. It was truly silver or lead with that crew. Tesoro glanced at Lizzie to see how she would respond to the request. He chuckled when she told the trio that they can come aboard The Harem to talk or they can fuck off. She is brash, thats for sure. Rolling his shoulders a little, he approached Lizzie and began to speak in a soft tone [color=f1c40f]"Look. Right. I don't know if this is your first time parlaying with another crew, but telling them to fuck off isn't exactly great. It's not bad, if you think we can win in a gunfight. I don't know about you, but I wouldn't want to get into a fight before breakfast. An alternative, since it is very unlikely and you can color me shocked if they decide to step on to our ship to discuss business, is that we send a small contingent over to their ship to carry out your orders. And you know I'd very much like to be in that party that you send over. Its not like you lot much like me around anyways. You'd be losing minimum value if they kill me immediately. But if they don't, You'd have a vanguard in enemy territory to begin with. Its a win win for you. Besides, I've been itching for a fight ever since I left the pits anyways..."[/color] He finished his sentence with a small wink towards Lizzie. [color=f1c40f]"Whaddya say?"[/color]