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A glance at the girl. bah. what did she know about it. you never, ever, look around someplace for something very important if there's something very, very nasty there to deal with first. that way, you don't worry about it sneaking up on you while your otherwise preoccupied. though his attention turned to the others.

"if it's below us, I suggest we try to lure it up topside. better to bring it to us, then try to go into the lion's den. anyone got an meat with them? or any kind of strong smelling food or drink? besides the rum?"


Malik looked over at the girl.

"Define desecrated. most of them have been grave robbed at one point or another. it's a reason for thier restless anger. though a few of the bodies show a recent gnawing on. whatever is here, it's eating the flesh of the dead as much as it was responsible for their demise in the first place. there's about seven, however, untouched grave in the northwest area. and the spirits there are powerful. I can feel their energy from here. and thier anger."

helping his daughter to a standing position.

"your thoughts, daughter?"

"Human phrases. Went right over your proverbial head, didn't it?" But also dimming a moment as she bumped into him. Well alright, maybe that was pushing the line a little bit. He hadn't expected her to take him seriously anyways, there was a human present. "You're bored, I'm bored, Caden is boring. Wait, what's this about bubbles?"

Purification system... Well that was some kind of genius, wasn't it? He'd read about them, even seen a miniature prototype built by one of the scholars when he was younger. "That's very interesting, Shyrae. But why is the water dark in the first place?" A pause before he blinked up at the elf as if some new thought had just descended upon him. "Where are you from?"

There was a part of him that always dreaded it when the subject of Jae's past came up in conversation. Yes, she never seemed to care who she told or what people thought but he found that hard to understand. He knew she was strong, but she had to feel something other than indifference towards it all. It was a horrible thing to have happen to you, after all. If he had been in her position, he didn't know how he would have turned out and everytime he was with her in this kind of situation, a little part of him seemed to be waiting for her to break down. And he really didn't want her to break down. Feeling pressure on his side, he looked over to her for a moment. She wanted him to say something? Thus turning back to Shyrae and weighing his words to answer her question. "I met Jae at the orphanage."

"We don't have a sun and we don't have the normal fish that you might find in the sea." How best to explain this? "I was born beneath the ground so I never saw a sky or clouds until I was older. I literally lived underground my whole life. We made casual forays to the surface sometimes but my father hates it and can't stand it when we go so the visits were few and far between." A shake of her head a moment and she thought about it. "I wonder if the water would lighten if the sun was hitting it? It's filled with all sorts of nasty creatures so maybe they contribute to the darkness as well. I don't really know. I guess when you're used to something, you don't really question it."

She found it quite sad that Jae had never known her parents and was quiet for a few moments, contemplating. Even if one of her parents had been absent due to some horrific accident or something beyond their control, she would still have the memory of them. They'd communicated with her long before she'd been born and she'd found both of their voices a comfort to her. It didn't seem like the time to make a sympathetic gesture so she merely nodded. "Perhaps if you swayed your tail a bit more to balance out your wings, it would go a little smoother?"

"You're happy a lot too. But then so am I so I guess we make a good pair. Careful or Xeke will fly for the hills." She floated over to Caden's ear and her ball tinkled. "He's real grumpy most of the time. I should change his nickname to Mr. Grumpy Light or Mr. Grumpy Ball. But I think that would make him more grumpy." Laughing softly, she bounced again. "What? Just making conversation. He seems like he'd like bubbles."

Eilynne nodded, "I too felt their unrest the moment we arrived but we are not here to give them vindication or revenge. Things are better left alone though the others do not seem to agree." Untouched graves would do her no good and she was pleased that the elf she'd requested understood what she needed. "Yes, I haven't had too much experience with those no longer truly in this life but I do know they take thier own space seriously and are enraged when someone uses them as a hiding place."

"Could you possibly, for once in your life stop being such an arrogant a**, Hunter? I know it's rough but maybe if you treated Gem with a little more respect, she might be willing to share your company when she was sober. Just a thought." He watched Hunter sacrifice a pirate and glared. "That was Gem's man you idiot." Too bad he hadn't waited just a moment for him to poll his crew. He knew for a fact that Galley had a chunk of meat on his person somewhere. Ah well, waiting for a moment, he watched to see what would happen. Good move. Entice it with pirate flesh so it craves more. Idiot. It already knew they were there and was probably already heading up. Thus handing over the newest contraptio they'd added to the ship to the one who had mastered it. The fishhook would hopefully be what they needed. With a sharpened blade on teh exterior and a roll of chain and projection utility inside they could harpoon with an added flair. It was nifty to have a captain like Gem sometimes. "Forbes! Ready with the shot, man. Get it right between the eyes if you can. Let's take it down before it can get us."

"Living underground? Now that's something even I can't really wrap my head around. I need the sky, need to have the open space. Why would he hate it so much?" But yeah that thing was happening again, where everyone around her got a little down trodden when the subject was spoken on. That was why she strived to either appear unaffected or unnerved by the subject. Honestly there was nothing she could do about it anyway even if she didn't want to. Someone had to appear positive. A roll of her eyes. "If you can truly call it an orphanage, more like just a communal house of gathering. And you didn't so much as meet me as more of tripped over me."

"You shot Mister Marksons! He was my best swabbie...great, now thanks to you, my decks are never going to be as clean ever every again. And you owe me a man now...or equal compensation. And don't you be calling me 'woman' in the same tone that you would call 'wench' when in a tavern." Crossing her arms in her moment of disgust of his person that was probably fleeting seeing as she wouldn't concentrate too long on him anwyay. "Also, I would like to give womanly common sense advice that you should not be placating the thing with food, let alone feeding it and probably making it better off. And if it likes elves...then it's going to hate human flesh and be pissed. I hope it rends you...I'm standing over here...to the left....away from you all..." Looking to her own men. "Anyone who gets eaten, that's your own problem." Brushing a rock chip or two off her shoulder once more before clearing her throat and slanting another glance at Hunter. "Sometimes, it's good to be able to set your watch by someone....they won't disappoint you." Certain tone to that that said the statement was just for him.

"The dead don't like being disturbed, it's as simple as that. Death is release, not punishment...if someone disturbed your rest, then you would b equite angry too." Not many understood that, but necromancers sure as hell did...and knew how to appeal that so they could indeed use said dead as they needed. A little whistle and she held up her arm, Chylithair landing on her chained bracers a moment later, picking lightly at the blades that were currently hooked into the chains so they didn't swing about. A nod to her father's own sensing. "Duly warned, let's see how far we can go, thus heading off to where senses told her.

It creeped the corridors below, quite pissed...someone tapping into your head wasn't fun. It was a highly aware creature and wise to the ways and magics of elves. They tasted good after all. Kinda spicy. Snuffing the air, blood filled it's nostrils and made saliva drip from it's maw, leaving searign noises in the air and holes in the ground as it walked on, retracing paths. A distinct rancid odor came with the beast as it continued on, as well as the sound of heavy footfalls and a constant growling. Hm, seemed there were moving things about once more. Time for food.

Caden glared at the blue floating ball as he crossed his arms over his chest, the book coming to rest underneath an armpit. "'I'm boring? Ever think you are the one that's boring?" A small sigh before he shook his head, he didn't want to get mad over something stupid like that. Though when the other one, Areesa, he smiled a little bit. "Well I rather be happy then in a bad mood, and if being happy makes us a good pair then that's a good thing." A nod to that before he looked at the little ball from the corner of his eye as it floated up to his ear. "I don't know, it wouldn't be nice to upset him by calling him that." Still it was funny and he had to chuckle a little bit with Areesa. "Well I do like bubbles, they are round, they float, and they do have a light hue of color to them. Plus they are fun to play with." He said to the both of them before pulling his arms away from his body and opening the book again, looking for the page he had just lost.

She stopped as the creature beckoned her and Malik too. She couldn't see what Eilynne was doing, but she was sure it was something interesting. Her nose detected a powdery substance and her ears picked up on the strange words as well as her senses kicking in as magic shifted in teh air. A blind look up to her father, or more or rather up at where she knew he was. "Akin to necromancy, that's interesting."

"Land is unpredictable, never know when it's going to open up and swallow you. I at least can see what the sandsea has in store for me when it wants to be unpredictable." Rolling her eyes. "Don't taunt it, why do you have to taunt it..." Shaking her head lightly, and resting her hands on her hips. "Living forever defeats the purpose of piracy. The object is to live as rich and free as possible and make a legacy for yourself of which stories shall ride the sandseas longer than any of our ships will." Turning her attention to the noises that echoed up the stairs they were all gathered around. "Sounds like indigestion."

It made its way up the stairs, padding heavily, dragging the body of what was used as bait with it in its jaws. And there it stood before them all, giving them a once over as it munched on it's snack before it dropped the now mangled heap and surveyed them all once again, saliva naking a nice divet in the floor where it stood. Casually it stalked toward the group, weren't elves but they would do. Slow and easy, no need to rush.

His answer came in a growl and a shifting of muscles under fur as the creature took to two legs, toweing over the crowd of various pirates. For a moment it stared before the muscles in the legs it was on bunched and it sprung into the midst of pirates, taking out two immediately with a swipe of a paw, and standing on another one, pressing him to the floor. A challenging noise before it lunged again, this time toward captains.

"It's furry, slobbery...and look at that it can stand on two legs. And stop taunting it." Though wasn't much time to think, merely time for evasice manuers as the thing launched itself at them all, taking down a few and then setting sights on her and Hunter. "It wants to play, the bugger." Raising her arm and pulling up her sleeve to reveal a mini harpoon like device strapped to her wrist, little more concealed and sleeked than an actual crossbow. Cocking it much like a gun so a glass vial with some liquid in it slid into the hollow area on the spear like projection, she aimed steadily. "Beastie chicken then, savvy Hunt?"

"Less flashy and carry on." She nodded in her understanding then blinked and dare one say they could hear her chuckle as she idly pet at Chy whom was still perched on her chains. Clouded silver and gold eyes turned to Malik's steely ones, holding his gaze while not at the same time. "Mama actually asked that?" It was amusing, then again it could just be daddy trying to cover for himself. Either way, he answer was going to be the same. "I highly doubt your's and her's approval would ever be hard to earn unless it was some unfeasible being in your minds, but a lover...no. I don't go around meeting someone in the dark corners of planes." Lover, oh no not her. No one had she met could either stomach her ways and shortcomings, or spark her own interest. One of those smiles that she had gotten from her father that could be interperted as scary in the right context, "Does that please you to know that?"