[littl3chocobo]

he was called to notice by his first with word of a body overboard on the rocks dotting the harbor's shallow lets. he nodded to his first to pull the wretch onto the boat, they were within an hour of land anyway, one more passenger would not hurt. he followed the man to deck

[Poggio]

From a distance woven in the rocks, pearl eyes watched the ship. “It is about time some one removed that body. It has been on our perch for months” He shushed the one behind him and continued to stare only to earn a growl from the other. He dipped below the waves swimming closer to the ship. Once he broke through the waters again the other was close at hand persisting that he stop. The curios one did not stop, he tugged himself up using a straying rope that connected to a dingy. Once inside the boat he continued to watch the surface dwellers by peaking over the edge.

[littl3chocobo]

as they drew closer shouts could be heard from the crew as one by one they realized what it was "CORPSE! CORPSE ON THE ROCKS!" he shuddered sickly and crossed himself as they all did at the words "turn away, i won't curse this ship with the dead" quickly they drew back the rescue boat and pulled the sails once more

[Poggio]

He watched with amused eyes as the crew scurried about and the man that gave the orders shook his head in dismay at the corpse. He could not help himself, these were his oceans and to leave such a disgrace upon them was unthinkable. “Do not leave that putrid body on my lands.” However his words were in a mer dialect and merely came out as a string of hisses growls and one small click at the end.

[littl3chocobo]

he was nearly to the portal when a shout and a thud caught his attention. turning he saw men recoil and then converge on a strange soaked man covered in ocean detritus. the stranger, no foreigner, noone had hair like that but foreigners, flopped onto the deck and took up ranting in some hellish language he could not even begin to to understand. he motioned for his men to subdue the beastly stranger and looked around for the translator in hopes that he knew the language of this savage man

[Poggio]

The men around him scurried about, and he realized he had made a small mistake. He did not know the language of the surface dwellers. Slowly he backed away to the edge of the boat. He knew when he was out numbered and defeated. With one last hiss, the sea man jumped back over disappearing over the edge of the ship. As he sank beneath the water his mertail reappeared along with his companion. "Your highness, that was dangerous."
"I know and it didn't stop them from dishonoring the sea. We will follow them." His partner knew better then to disagree with the prince.

[littl3chocobo]

before he could find the translator or any one man could lay hands on the man he jumped back overboard. rushing to the edge they watched him dive in and a flicker of something in the near opaque water, like a fish's fin could be seen before he disappeared completely. the captain shivered. mermaids. with a shaky yell he called for nets to take the body, they would not bring it aboard but if it bothered the sea enough to send out it's hellish pagan gods over he'd sure as hell would get rid of it. he crossed himself quickly

[Poggio]

The Prince watched the men on the ship do as he requested. They were not barbaric it seemed. His partner touched his shoulder in an attempt to the get his attention, but he was content with watching the ship. There was something thrilling about being around the two legged men. Instead of returning to the kingdom, he found himself drifting along the bow of the ship. Peaking above the surface every so often wondering where it would make shore.

[littl3chocobo]

he only stayed aboard long enough to see the ship tied and set and the dock-master paid before he sprinted to the nearest ale-house, he was not fond of drink but the ill fortune from earlier weighed heavier on his mind than the worry of a hang-over and a few less coins

[Poggio]

He followed the wave patterns the ship made to the dock. From beneath the water he could see the surface dwellers going about their business. He inched on the surface and was stopped by a patient touch to his shoulder. “I...” He could tell he was about to get reprimanded but his friend stopped. “Please come back soon, I can only cover for you so long.” He nodded graciously. Swimming to the surface once again he climbed his way into one of the ships port holes. He tested his new two tail fins until he could swagger as gracefully as a toddler. He found more to aid in his guise.

The bandana was tried loosely around his crop of strange colored hair. His eyes shifted around to the sights he had never seen before, finally resting on the man he pointed at earlier. He followed him.

[littl3chocobo]

he only downed a single flagon of ale before a familiar looking stranger sat with him, he called for another and a third for the man across from him. he was hoping to go under fast but he only felt slightly buzzed "...do i know you?"

[Poggio]

He looked at the cup, resting his elbow on the hard wood, rather then speaking he gave the man his burliest grunt. He looked around seeing other men drinking out of the tall brass cups and he lifted to do the same. The taste was a mixture of something putrid and metal. Bravely he downed the rest of it. His entire body shook as he gasped for air slamming the cup down against the counter.

[littl3chocobo]

he was distracted from his own mental trauma by the sight of the man swigging it in one go then shaking like a wet babe, with a grin he tossed his own back and called for two more

[Poggio]

A brow rose aloft as his eyes focused on the second cup placed in front of him. Mans world was magic. Once he finished his liquid another appeared. A small cling brought his gaze to the man in front of him, already grasping the handle to the new cup. He did the same, drinking it all in one go as before hoping the taste would not linger. He grinned.

[littl3chocobo]

he liked this kid, he looked finished at the second cup but kept going until a fourth before passing out face-first on the table, this time he nursed the booze in front of him instead of gulping. already the dread of the ill-omen from before was being blanketed in the soft fuzz of inebriation. he threw down his coins for the ale and stood up. with only a moment's consideration he snatched up the passed-out stranger. there was no point in letting the idiot get robbed blind simply because he picked the wrong drinking partner. as he picked the stranger up the man's coldness shocked him, it was already near eighty, a fine warm temperature. he tried not to dwell, as he passed the bar he tossed his coin for the room and ascended the stairs. he'd kick the man out after he woke

[Poggio]

He tossed and turned when he came back to a state of lucidness and finally awoke to the overwhelming cold that had taken over his body. He did not move from the blankets nor did he make any gesture to alert any one he was awake. His eyes traced the lines of the wooden walls till it came to a window and the darkened sky beyond. His attention was drawn to a thump thump thump thump... a strange sound that was some what like a scraping noise and more thumping. It brought his head great pain to hear the noises. He winced.