Marluxia smiled. "Great!" she said. "Glad to have you on." She held out her hand so she could guide him towards the cabin in which she had emerged. Then she remembered Max was blind and moved coser to him and grabbed his shoulder lightly. She gave him a small push that was supposed to mean go forwards and guided him around the ropes and crates. She got him to the cabin and stood him next to the bed. "You can sit here. I will stay if you want me too." She smiled warmly and then sighed.

Max sat down on the bed. Okay, more like collapsed, as it was quite a long day for him. He checked the room, clicking his tongue as he learned about a month ago; it was quite cozy, and definitely smaller than he was used to. Nonetheless, it was a room that he had all to himself... unless if he heard wrong...
"It's fine", he explained, "You don't have to stay here".

"Okay," Marluxia said. She walked outside and glanced back at him from the door in after thought. "If you need anything, just yell out. Okay?" Then she left. She walked over to Gandal and put a hand on his shoulder. "It's alright, all is forgiven," Marluxia said.

"aye." Just said wistfully.

Looks over to Just and nods her thanks. "I do believe that I have not been entirely honest with you all. I am a Druid. I specify in the water elements." She sat and sighed. I will tell you my lifes story if you must know, if you don't, then I won't."

Finally alone, Max took the time to close his eyes and drift off-- wait.He didnt know any of them, yet he's already staying with them...
He reaches for a cool metal cylinder-like object around his belt that was about twice as long as his hand, and then takes out an even smaller cylinder, also from his belt, and opens it to find a multitude of metal balls, ranging in weight and material; there were the heavy lead balls, that delt heavy damage, and the lighter silver balls, that shot out faster, but dealt less damage, and were quite expensive (not to mention that it would be unlikely that he would be meeting any other werewolves... The ones that he'd heard about didnt like water). He then picks up around 20 lead bullets and loads them into his rather small weapon.
After arming himself, he puts the gun back into the pocket of his belt and falls asleep to the sounds of the sea.

Gandal smiles at Marluxia, 'hope we can start new?' He boomed in a friendly manner. Before Marluxuia could reply he stumbled down the ship, and into a crammed cabin. He still felt sick, very sick to be honest. He then felt his head sway, the surroundings swirled... He touched the walls for support, just being able to stand up. He needed to sleep... Suddenly the ship rocked sideways, water being thrown into the vessel. Gandal grunted, laying down on his bed.
Who was this blind one? I heard what he thought about me... I will talk to him tomorrow. And with that gandal fell asleep.

Just went after Gandal. she found him in the ship's cabin.
"Gandal?"

Urgh... He groaned in pain... 'Leave me...' His head swirled faster... And faster... Suddenly his vision went blurry and he fell to the ground. He gripped his stomach, he shouldn't be this hung over...

(you want to be healed)

Gandal looked up at just, he read the thought you want to be healed.
Suddenly the ship rocked again, this time an arrow diving into the room, just next to Gandal. 'Just, someone's here...' He said cautiously, stumbling to his feet.
Except there was no real arrow there, gandal was going crazy..,

(the brackets mean out of RP questions.)
"Gandal are you felling OK?"Just asked

(I know, I know)

Gandal jumped too his feet, the imaginary arrows shooting into the room 'run!' He ran out of the cabin, his eyes flashing with power, a rush of air rocking the boat too the side.

sorry about this Gandal Just thought as she ran and kicked the man in the back of the head hoping to knock him out

He stumbled for a couple of seconds on his feet, and soon dropped to the ground - on his head

ouch! Just though wincing. she bent down beside Gandal and placed her hand above his head. Just's hand glowed a natural healing green.

Gandal coughed and spluttered, his eyes flashing open as memories came to him.

Gandal stepped into the pub, taking a seat, he ordered some beer. Next to him was a cloaked figure. The figure stepped away, putting his hand over gandal,s drink which then started to fuzz. Drugs.


Gandal blinked, he had been drugged... By someone...
'I am all fine...' Gandal grunted.

"good. do you know what happened to you?" Just asked

Gandal replied to Just's question 'I think I was drugged...' He said in a weary tone. 'Where are we headed on this vessel?'

"who by? and we're headed to the island Meor to 'recover' the map to Zarpi"

Gandal waved his hand through the sea air. "Nevermind, Just." And with that he went to sleep.

Max jolted up, gasping for air, until he felt the cool sea breeze, with the salt that it carried with it sticking to his face. It was just a dream.... despite that, he still listened for the low, menacing growls of werewolves. Nonetheless, the only thing he heard was the crashing of the waves, and the two other people that he'd just met talking. Satisfied, he lies back on his bed and relaxes, while thinking about the day and what he wanted to do next.

Gandal waited until Just had left the cabin and opened one eye. He smiled, he had won their trust. Soon he would get his pay. His smile grew.
He rose, the floorboards creeking earily. The treasure would be soon his, but he would have to eliminate the crew of this ship. He stepped to the door, locking it with a clank.

Just turned the ship toward Meor(rearrange Rome).