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Jin's memory had served him well, the bleeding had stopped by a tight bandage made from cloth he ripped off the fisherman's jacket. It would serve Jakob well. The monk stood from his sitting position with a nod, he felt he had done the best he could in the situation. The thief was far from injured but his nasty wound wouldn't worsen either.

Jin moved back and sat down where his staff had rolled off to. He hoped the rest of the sailing would be smooth. Though the monk could hope all he wanted, he knew things would go as they needed to. His gaze fell upon the rest of his party, none looked rattled or injured so he could take it easy for a moment and mentally prepare for the next situation.

The man shook his head, and splayed his fingers out defensively. "Well, they usually don't attack if you don't resist. Normally we just let them take what they want, then they leave. Better than being stabbed, after all. A couple of guys have gotten touchy with them, but they didn't actually kill any of them, just messed them up pretty bad. Compared to the hobgoblins, they're saints... But i'm glad you killed them all the same."

Looking over his shoulder towards the horizon, he continued speaking. "We've still got a ways to go. You guys should get some rest, it'll give you an opportunity to heal up a bit. And, um... Would you get rid of those bodies?"

Jin moved over, their bodies now at rest they needed a proper place to sleep forever. Jin had no idea what their customs were but he figured he would return the fish men from whence they came.

As Jin moved to take the corpses off the boat he had remembered the bard saying something about searching their bodies. So out of selflessness he figured he should go ahead and search for them. As a monk he was taught to never be greedy, and the Locathah were no longer using their items. As a monk he was also taught efficiency so he would see what he could find. Jin began to search the bodies before picking them up and casting them over the deck.

[[rolling two dice for each bodie...unless I am mistaken]]

Jin took his findings back to the group. Laying it down on one of the benches not in use he took a few steps back and sat down. Lifting his legs up and crossing them he quickly balanced and watched his group. The fish men were at rest and the spoils were to be split now he supposed.

Quickly he fell into a meditative state, his eyes closed be began to wander about in his own darkness. His mind had no limits so practicing his martial arts here was perfect, and prepared him for upcoming battles.

((What's worse is that he just wasted a crit thread in the search rollings XD))

Camlin took to looking over the tridents, wondering exactly how they had gotten them to look like they did; was it grown, or crafted. The latter seemed more plausible, but there were many strange things out in the world, after all. Sadly, had he known that there was still some time before they would be at the hobgoblin's camp, it might have been a little easier to let a few magics fly.

Turning to the fisherman once more, Calmin spoke up again. "Have you ever thought about trying to establish a trade route with them? It would save on the open hostilities, and have it's own rewards. Think of all of the undersea treasures that lay down there; mysteries wrapped in stories of long ago. Even things like these wouldn't be so far fetched to have," he said, rotating one of the tridents in his hand lightly, letting his palm become familiar with the texture of the coral. "All you'd really need is someone who knew Aquan. The way that the leader was issuing orders shows that they have enough intelligence for things like that, and the fleeing fishman proved that they are not without reason."

"Learning a new language isn't that hard. If you're dedicated to it enough, a month may be all you really need. But, if you want, I could try it myself, if you wish, once I've learned it." A moment of silence floated between them before an odd idea struck Camlin. "I wonder how they'd react to seeing a feline," he mused outloud, the idea of them fleeing from such a small beast amusing him lightly.

Jin took his quaterstaff with him from the boat as he slowly waded his way over to the small, rocky island. Luckily he had no armor or heavy weapons so he had little difficulty with things that could rust or make him drown.

By the time he got to the rocky surface his monk's outfit was wet but it was made of rich materials. It was also rather thin and flexible so it wouldn't be long before they were dry again. The monk looked over to the small settlement. Jin got a litle higher on a rock and looked over to the bonfire. He hoped these hobgoblins weren't smart enough to post any guards. Though it wasn't anything they could take out. Especially after the last fishy endeavor.

[[Spot Check?]]