D. Rex
Magic Eight Ball
Back in deck, the man with the bandaged face found himself a nice barrel to sit upon while he turned his lute. Every now and then plucking a string to make sure the sound was ~juuust~ right.
"Two pairs, Spider. And I would think that with at least one pair we share a mutual friend." He said quietly to his comrade in reference to Melinda. "I believe the two passengers before us are the ones we read about."
Rather than casting his gaze about to eye the men, he instead moved his head and eyes as if to look around the ship. To see if the ship or crew also bore a similar mark. To see just how subtle he needed to be. If course he tried to make his attempts seem like nothing more than admiring the ship. ( Sherwood )
"Shall we introduce ourselves? Or do the power move of making them come to us, hmm?" He didnt mind either way. He was fairly relaxed over this situation. Or he seemed that way, at least, as once his lute was tuned he began to pluck a simple yet jaunty little shanty he learned from his time out west. Something to keep his hands busy.
"Two pairs, Spider. And I would think that with at least one pair we share a mutual friend." He said quietly to his comrade in reference to Melinda. "I believe the two passengers before us are the ones we read about."
Rather than casting his gaze about to eye the men, he instead moved his head and eyes as if to look around the ship. To see if the ship or crew also bore a similar mark. To see just how subtle he needed to be. If course he tried to make his attempts seem like nothing more than admiring the ship. ( Sherwood )
"Shall we introduce ourselves? Or do the power move of making them come to us, hmm?" He didnt mind either way. He was fairly relaxed over this situation. Or he seemed that way, at least, as once his lute was tuned he began to pluck a simple yet jaunty little shanty he learned from his time out west. Something to keep his hands busy.