Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-13615389-20150109212619/@comment-13615389-20150123010309

The man in brown had dumped the Argonian corpses with Brugo by then.

"There were more," The man in brown said, dressing and wrapping the large wound around his shoulder with gauze. "They escaped when their cover was blown. Another sailor on deck reports that they shot up some sort of flare when Ox called them out."

"Aye," Brugo confirmed. "Ox said it was Lost-In-Dark-Waters, and that ship out there was the Ancient Strangah. Judgin' from what we know about him a'ready, I'd say Ox was right." The man in brown nodded.

"Lost is waitin' the Chain out, Tedran can't be far." He stroked his muttonstache thoughtfully. "They know about the meeting, most likely."

"Cap'n Kane ain't here, what should we do?"

"There's nothing we can do. They're waiting for the meeting like us, but their intentions are unknown. They may be listening in on the meeting like us, as I imagine Lost would do, but they might be waiting to assassinate Calero, as I imagine Tedran would do."

"Why don' we jus' let 'em? Cally dead means less trouble for us." Brugo asked.

"Not until the meeting is over." The man responded. "That would cut it short, and we need all the info we can get."

Brugo grunted in response. "So we 'ave to proctect the bugger in the event that would 'appen?"

The man in brown nodded.