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[color=1BF285]Time: Morning
Location: Aboard The Harem
Interactions: Lizzie [@Tae], Barboda [@Alivefalling], Helio [@princess], and Ardyn [@FunnyGuy]
Equipment: A cutlass, 2 knives and a dagger strategically hidden, a spyglass, a wayfinder, pouch of amas, various jewelry. [/color]
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[color=C1E9EC]The air was thick and damp with the scent of blood, despite his most recent meal, the smell only made Nym's stomach burn with hunger. It was a constant struggle to keep focus, his gaze shifting between the projection that glowed and flickered with the image of Ardyn, and the darkness, looking for any potential threat. It seemed like the other elf had fled, but it remained just as possible that Vellen lurked somewhere shrouded in his element; in darkness and shadow. [color=1BF285][i]Was this the sort of crew Ardyn Croft employed? Weak and cowardly creatures. Had the tales of the great Pirate King been exaggerated?[/i][/color] Ardyn’s offer was a joke, expecting them to turn on one another, hand over Helio, and kill Barboda, ridiculous. It was loyalty that made a group of sailors a crew. 

Barboda’s reply contained venom just as potent as what laced his arrows. Nym’s ears twitched at the mention of the bounty on Ardyn’s head. [color=1BF285][i]Fifteen thousand amas?[/i][/color] That amount of amas was more than enough to pull his attention away from blood, away from any potential lurking threat, and directly towards Barboda. [color=1BF285][i]Fifteen thousand amas![/i][/color] Nym was nearly salivating at the thought of having even a fraction of that. 

His thoughts of piles of amas were broken only as Barboda removed his helmet. [color=1BF285][i]He really did have a face underneath the bucket. And what a face it is.[/i][/color] He thought as he watched the light flicker off deadly fangs, reflected off serpentine eyes. 

[color=1BF285]“A parley? Call it what it was, a failed extortion attempt, mate. Yer crew started something they could not finish. Weak, cowardly, pathetic, surprised the Pirate King would have such a gutless bunch.”[/color] Nym shot back. Barboda, technically, had fired the first shot but even if the bucket head had not killed the fairy the outcome would’ve been the same. [color=1BF285]“Best tread carefully, Croft, lest you too try an’ bite off something ya can’t chew.”[/color] Nym added, his mind still thinking of amas, and of the grand tale it would make, for their little crew to take down the Pirate King himself.[/color]