Malakaus simply kept his mouth shut as Sharee spoke to him. Quite a feisty one, wasn't she? He's seen her type back when he ran with the bandits. She had the drive, time would tell if she had the charisma to keep this crew together. Gold was good, but anyone could have enough gold to buy them out. What she needed to try to make within the crew was some genuine loyalty; if their alliance was only being made by the coin, than she's in trouble if they run into a sufficiently wealthy noble. Even Malakaus wouldn't stick by her side if half their crew changes over to the highest bidder. But for now, his axe was hers.

After Sharee left Malakaus lipped his chops. She mentioned that their next mark was a small Khajiit settlement south of Elsweyr. Moon Sugar would be their main export, and where there was moon sugar, there was skooma. [b]"Oh... Sweet skooma...."[/b] Malakaus had himself a little bit yesterday when he decided that he would be part of this adventure. Sure, it would have been more useful taking it before he started the raid, but he didn't want to get caught before they even set sail. Shaking at the thought of the good stuff, he also remembered Sharee saying something about balaistas down below. He vaguely remembered seeing the devices covered in a tarp, but that was while he was moving bodies. They would be useful however, so he left the deck and went down below, to see what sort of repairs he'd need to do with their siege weapons.

The turn out wasn't as great as Malakus had hoped. Six balaistas total, three on starboard and three on port. Each one had a barrel of large bolts for them, but the rust and dust on the weapons told Malakus that this warship hasn't seen a lot of war. He'd have to spend some time buffing the metal and treating the wood, might even have to replace some parts all together. [b]"Heh. Nothing I can't handle."[/b] Cracking his neck and knuckles, Malakaus picked up some tools nearby and got to work.