Erik spent the majority of the time on the boat doing one of three things. Throwing up, answering whatever random question Lazuli had, or sleeping. On the last day, he finally recovered, as they were sailing into calmer waters. He went topside with Lazuli and offered to answer any questions, but for once, the rock was quiet as... a rock. 

As Yyhr prepared to sail again, Lazuli separated to thank the plant man, who had answered Lazuli's plentiful questions about his species, how the boat sailed, and again, his endless assault of questions in his search for general knowledge. Erik had never been to this town so he settled to follow Lady Vekk. He strummed his lute idly, not playing a real tune.

Lazuli leaned forward as they walked. "Do you want a ride, Erik?" He asked politely. 

Erik spun on his heel, and walked backwards. "Ah, you're too kind my friend. My legs are a bit sore from not being able to walk so much on the boat. I'll handle it myself for now." he said, smiling as he spun back to walk with the group. 

"Erik, do you know why they call this town Kailee's end?" 

The bard stopped strumming for a second, as he pondered. "I don't rightly know, Laz." He said, plucking a chord. "I would assume it could be a few things. At one point maybe a great hero, the valiant Kailee took a stand. They fought to their last breath outside the gates, barely holding the line! The cityfolk would creep out the next day, and find their hero, barely breathing. Maybe Kailee's love would hold them as they died, as the town would be renamed for them! Yes, I like this tale. I'll ask around for you, but I do believe this could it!" Erik said, spinning the tale on the spot, to Lazuli's amusement. 

Entering the bar, Erik would stop playing his instrument as artistic respect for the other bard, and would take a seat with Lazuli, who was sitting on the ground with a stoop to avoid scraping the ceiling. Before he could really start to get to know the members of the Iron mountain they were with, a man with a suicide wish would attack the table of guards. 

Seeing them all stand up, Erik would stand up, shouting. "Friends! Friends! Please!" he said, his hands in the air, palms up, smiling. Lazuli slowly stood up. Erik would walk over to Eren, putting his arm around him, and punching him in the gut. "You'll have to forgive my friend here! He's drunk, has had a hard day, and thats his cousin! tempers flare! Please." Erik said. He would bow a little, and smile again, slowly resting his hand on his sword. 

"Now." Erik would say, slowly moving his hand to the small bag of coins on his hip. "We can settle this two ways. I buy you a round of drinks, my friend here apologizes, and you leave the girl be, she has said no." Erik's smile started to fade. "Or, my friend and I, will have to ask you to leave." When Erik said this he pointed to Lazuli, who slammed his fist into his palm, causing a resounding crack. When the guards looked back at Erik, his toothy, genuine smile was back. "So friends, are we fine?" He asked, putting his hand on Eren's back with a loud slap.