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"Eggs." Raising an eyebrow then at Fang. "And you've come to such conclusions by what means? Reading a few scrawled notes? Didn't even know the orb was fractured. They must have dropped it." Giving a snarky laugh before shaking his head, "And what do we care? Why focus so much time and effort towards one dragon when we could stick to what we know and have many more. Besides we have our own dragons that are formidible," Nodding to Yikin in acknowleding fashion before narrowing his eyes and stadning up in that challenging fashion to Fang. "Insulting us is hardly the way to go about things. We can repair your ship and we can destroy it back to how you came in just as quickly and even you wouldn't make it out of here whole. Much as you may think you can. You of all people Fang, know it's the Riders who control the sands out here, not the pirates."

"There you go again first asking for answers to the proposed riddle you are given, and making assumptions that make me detest you all the more. Once again you knock me for my lack of sight when you do not even understand how I know the world around me. Even without my bird I know things even if I can't see them fully or at all." Shaking her head and crossing her arms. "It is these kinds of things that make us so confrontational, Captain Deacon."

"So it comes off as a whole?" Getting a nod back she approached the bow of the ship and checked out the figure head of the tiger leaped from the cyclone it turned into. Wouldn't take much effort to get it off. "I can handle this...could you do me a favor while you're in there and gran Kaznec and I's things...if they're still around."

"Can do Ice." She shook her head as she slipped passed boards and what not that were broken in half and ruined. Cargo and supplies were thrown and strewen about and a few scavengers were already moving over things. Walking about with pistol out and cocked just in case she found herself a suitble sack and took to throwing in it a few things. Brining two bags out she brushed her hair from her face. "We're going to take a few other things back with us." Heading back in to grab some more spoils that would at least keep her and her crew financially afloat and to fetch the dragons' things as well.

He was easily jolted awake today because the dreams already had in weaving in and out of deep sleep. Eyes opening to display mildly slitted pupils, he stared for a moment at the man above him, body tense with instinctive defense mechanisms and at his words. Gone? Sure enough, the blanket lay across his legs... but no Jae. "They're not on the ship anywhere?" Getting up, he started moving through the hull, glancing into the galley as well, before proceeding topdeck. It was odd that Gem was gone but she couldn't have gone far without a ship. Jae, on the other hand, was still injured and shifting forms would make it worse. Looking back to Thobias, he frowned. "Have you asked any of the crew if they saw them? Especially the ones that were on early morning duty."

Hunter glanced over at Thobias.

"Des. they went to apparently get the figurehead off the Claw. the stubborn woman simply won't apparently think we can fix the Claw. So when they get back, just to be a smartass, we'll be going to get the Claw and tow it here. then we can head to that atoll of yours for supplies and such."


"Simple men you are."

putting his pistol back.

'that dragon has several shards apparently on his person. I don't see the Laerethe cutting him down or even trying to detain him. I think you overestimate them. everything has weaknesses. from the depths of the sands to the heights of the sky, all things obey some kind of achilles heel."

Except him.

"Point was is I can. and that idle insults don't make for idle threats."

"Breed always matters. a elf that lives above the sands values things that a person below the sands might think it worthless. for example, a sand elf out here values food, clothing, and water more than anything. an elf from the underground caverns values salt, plants, and the fruits and produce that can only be gotten from the surface sun."

A smirk.

"you want to go on, feel free. but you aren't getting any of my maps to do so. But if you want to see what I can offer, fine, we can go below and you can see what's available. Unless you're willing to see about bartering for your sight."


Fang shook his head.

"You should care. the person that controls the shards controls the sands. everything from creating sandstorms, to destroying mountains. how would you like to be instantly caught in sandstorms just because someone doesn't like you. and I have no intention be being a Dragon's pet."

before going back up to his ship.

"Get them thier supplies. then we're going after the Claw. I want to burn her into ash, hopefully before they get to her."

He really badly wanted to laugh. Fang still didn't get it but that was alright with him. He was just a power player, flashing his pretty information and expecting all the other children on the playground to gasp and ooh and aah. He'd seen it before and wasn't impressed. "He doesn't quite understand, does he? Perhaps his perusal of the records concerning the Laerethe will refresh his thoughts." Turning to his companion then, "You didn't realize the hidden volume to him, did you? The Elders would be most displeased."

"And Des didn't stop them why? Never mind, I'll ask her myself after I get that woman back on this ship." Kaznec offered the only viable solution and he nodded. "We'll take one of the longboats. Jaebelltiah couldn't carry her injured, could she?" Dragons could fly much faster than any longboat could travel and at that rate they could easily miss them. "Deacon. Get one of the longboats ready. We'll take a few of our crew just to balance out the work and whatnot."

"Do you not listen? The Orb is something only concerned with Ilindal. We don't use it out here, and what creature would use shards to merely destroy what is in the sands, least they want to lord over a peopleless plane of sand and rock." Shaking his head at the other left and he turned his attention to Yikin. "Fang is a seeker of control. And of course I didn't...just like I know he checked our inventory numbers but thsoe weren't the final numbers either. Rule one of the sands...never trust a pirate."

"I presume then that you have never met an elf save for the ones on your plane. How very sad. Sounds like your elves here lack a nobility structure even. Pity." Crossing her arms. "Again, I'm not going to pick and choose between things you have so you may have your answers. Know your foes and acquaintances and you will prevail. You no longer have exclusive rights to this knowledge either...so I look forward to the bidding war." Pulling out a piece of paper and handing it folded to Kaznec, which it had written on it the details of her little compass. A look to Deacon, "Enjoy Captain." Thusly heading down to Shyrae, "I'm heading off ahead of the others," and back up to whistle for her horse and mount up. "And as I told you, what can a human do that an elf cannot for my sight. Humans, ever foolish."

"As do you Son of Lycear, but does that Stop you when you Feel that what is asked of you is Important to the Hearts of Others?" Bobbing lightly next to his cheek. "They did not leave Unseen. The Bronze, Pirate, Elf, and Obsidian Brother even. Sought to leave Feelings of You and the Trusted Pirate spared." Ah Sylin...always knowing things useful. Flaring again at Caden. "Uninformed Guardians?" Flicking as if disappointed. "Bodes Ill."

He of course was ever listening to them all. "I wouldn't go out there if I were you. More trouble than you'll bargain for. Riders start running their rambles in an hour or so."

"Are you ready to go? Laying in the sand, sitting by the carving that was surprisingly light and waiting for Gem who was making last minute decisions. Giving a sigh she stretched out foreclaws some and switched her tail lightly. There was something satisfying abotu being in natural form and feeling the sun warming your blood. Though a look to the slight outlines of red that was outlining a few strips of scales on her side. Too much moving. At least scales were like a pressure bandage.

A survery over the few gathered bags she had. "Yeah I think that's it. You'll have no problem with all of this will you? You look big enough." Getting a nod from the white dragon before walking over and hefting herself up on the head that was lowered for her to do so. "Let's grab things and go Ice...nothing more we can do here." Bracing herself as the dragon stood and gathered things in foreclaws before taking to the air and snagging what was left of her ship in back claws. "Let's make it fast, don't want trouble breathing down our necks."

"She didn't stop them because she's in no condition too. she has a minor concussion, and you and I both know that telling gem no wouldn't have done it. so she opted to watch and tell me."

glancing between the she elf and kanzec...and narrowing his eyes lightly, before tending to other matters.

"I have a longboat ready to go. I had a feeling you'd want to do that. but like the black said, it's almost time for Riders to begin thier rounds out here. So if your going, go quickly and get back quickly."

Other than that, he went back into his cabin, thinking on things for the moment, while Mister Richards started the process of getting the ship patched up and repaired at least enough to be able to gether and salvage the Claw.


Fang could only guess at thier stupidity. But that was of no consequence to him. either way, for now he was dealing with that dragon, and on his way to destroy what was left of the Claw. burn it to ash and let the Sands take it.