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"Yes sir." The cohort nodded and ordered them to men to lead them out.

The navymen pushed the Orcs as they escorted them off the Katariah, letting Jarnus take the lead. The lower ranked navymen didn't seem all that bothered that the Old Stag had been made the Quartermaster and seemed to follow his orders without complaining. Only the Trierarchs and the Centurion Florius seemed to be annoyed at the appointment.

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(Taking momentary control of Cassander.)

King Cassander, Sir Damo and what was left of the Knights of the Dragon escorted the lordling, Edgard Baelborne, off the Imperial flagship.

Prince Marcus and his party followed behind them.

The Betony guards approached them at the docks, but upon seeing the lordling, King Cassander and Prince Marcus they decided not to bother them and instead helped escort them towards the Whitefort, the village's namesake.

When they got there, Marcus was quite impressed with the structure. It was built on a high hill overlooking the bay that the village was built on. The keep was made of white granite and shinned on in the daylight. It was quite impressive for such a small island.

Though as Marcus thought that he recalled that Betony may be small but it was quite significant. Long ago, in the 1st Era, it was the seat of a Breton King that rivaled Daggerfall. Since the Orcs raized that kingdom to the ground, in the early 2nd Era, the island has been constantly shifting hands between them, the Bretons and the Redguards. Though for the past two centuries it had been in the hands of the Kingdom of Daggerfall and the Baelborne family.

Evalana learned that the two ships were docked at the Cygnus Piers, owned by the largest trading company operating out of Tulune, the Cygnus Trading Company. It was founded by an ancestor of Astien and Baragon, Baron Cyrill Diel, to try to make the village competitive in the western trading market.

"The Cygnus Trading Company." Quintus muttered. "They are rather small compared to their competitors, but they keep Tulune afloat in the global trading market. If those two stolen ships were from them then it is no wonder that the Baron is furious with us. If the CTC were to go bankrupt, Tulune's economy would suffer greatly."

(@Rifle: Whenever you are ready we can timeskip the Roderon pirates to the next day.)

"This one was asking around for information because...she wants to find the Iceborn Pirates." M'Sani said, she seemed to be struggling to speak. "They owe her a debt."

Lhotun lifted an eyebrow. "A debt? What do you mean?"

The Khajiit was silent for a few moments, but eventually managed to reply. "A blood debt. She was born and raised in the village of Khuul, Morrowind. About 10 years ago the Iceborn Pirates attacked her home and slaughtered much of the population, including her....brother M'Sharra. They...they left him...impailed on the coast with the others, stuck to large pikes. It...this one will never forgive them." Her eyes were red and wet by the time she was done, tears streaming down the side of her face.

Lhotun felt a clump on his throat, not sure what to say after that. He put his arms around the Khajiit and held her for a moment. "I..I'm really sorry. I can't imagine..." He decided that it was best to stop talking and just hold her when she squeezed him tightly. He passed his fingers down the back of her head, petting her as he tried to console the Khajiit.

The Khajiit clung to him until she was done crying. Her eyes were still red when she looked up at him. "This one is sorry to have sprung this on you. She knows that you must not want trouble with the Iceborn Pirates or Wulfgarth. She came onto your crew to try to find him, but she..."

Lhotun interrupted her. "You don't need to be sorry M'Sani, you did nothing wrong. Those bastards are the ones who should be sorry. If we ever run into them, I'll stand by your side and help bring those scum down. They'll regret ever attacking your village."

"Captain...Khajiit doesn't know what to say." She embraced him tighly and spent the rest of the night in his cabin.