111 Renegotiation 2 What do you say? (1/2)
I glared at the incoming ship as I sighed. My feet could barely stand to support me, and still there was a long line of things I had to go through.
”Oi, Fawkes d'ya want to be captain…?” I asked as I groaned out loud. Fawkes stifled a snicker before swiftly nodding and pushing me forward to the front of the overpopulated boat.
With a betrayed glare I shuffled slightly. With quick steps Fawkes dropped Sorren into Terrick's arms, then he walked to my side holding my shoulder to steady my aching calves.
With a small lurch in the now peaceful waters the embargo around my boat shifted as the sea kings began to depart, diving deep underwater towards the freedom of the otherwise open calm belt.
With a knowing look Tiamat moved to the side, staying by my side. A burning look in his eyes as if he wished to tell me something. With him stood the single horned sea king, that I had begun to call 'horny' in my mind. (I wasn't particularly known for my naming sense)
With a calming whistle the ship came to a halt, a decent distance away from us. Then with a small heave piece of wood fell into the water in front of it. A thin rope coiled against its end. With a swift jump a lean women landed on the wooden structure, using it as a somehow stable source of footing.
With another dull crash a second pile of wood was lowered down, quickly being alighted by a man that I could recognize better.
That was the warrior that I had faced on the island, the one that had given me a decent challenge in fact.
With a small cough the man began, ”I suppose before any discourse is to begin, thanks and apologies are in order, outsider. Your actions on the island, alongside that of your fellow compatriots,” here he looked at the prone form of Sorren. A touch of reverence in his otherwise calm expression.
”They saved us civilians. For that I, and the island's folk are thankful. The help that you and your allies rendered to this island have appeared as a boon in times of need!” He finished, bowing curtly to me before looking to the side and bowing a second time to Sorren.
A glimmer in his eyes appeared as he beheld Terrick's form, though it quickly dissipated to make way for a more businesslike appearance.
”What of taking my friends? What does your island say to that, Soldier?” I asked a cutting edge in my voice.
The women that had stood silently on the side perked up at the tone, staring at me with a renewed expression. ”General!” She began in reproach, obviously wishing to get on my good side.
With a grunt I stopped her nascent tirade, for though I had an issue with the island's leadership, that was where my qualms with the island stopped. And seeing as how the upper echelon had all been completely killed, I no longer held too much of a grudge. IF the crew wished to exact vengeance however, that would be an entirely different ball game all together.
So in the following matters I believe it would be better for matters to be dealt with between the two bodies as opposed to needless interventions.” I said to her, bringing her necessity within the ensuing discussion to a bare minimum.
”Further Mister General. Though I personally do not have further umbrage with the island as a whole, mostly because the offending bodies have all been killed and because I am personally not in a mood to waste the efforts of my doctor, that does not mean that my crew has forgiven the island for any of its transgressions-”
Suddenly I was interrupted by a voice from the periphery. A feminine voice called out with a strong level of resolve. ” Then I shall take responsibility! If as this sir says, his crew does indeed wish to take up their righteous indignation with the island, then I shall personally forsake my head as a token of appeal!
Thus I ask that sir is not hasty with his actions.” Then with a flurry of movement the high priestess that had been saved by Terrick and company walked over, giving the general a curt nod before looking over at Fawkes.