Well the jig was up, a lot sooner than expected in the form of a captain coming in with righteous fury. And now they're on the frying pan because a certain fox employed trickery to gain passage, joy. The man initially tried to weasel out of this one, too, but cap'n thin goatee here wasn't buying none of it. And then it's back to Jazdia.

Oh, wait. She recognize this fella. His name was...

[b][color=#a4161a]"Hold up. That you, Delving junior? You look so much more like your father now."[/color][/b] Yeah, man aged about two decades in eight years but the shape of his face and that annoying voice of his remain unchanged. Looks like he climbed up quite a bit since last time. [b][color=#a4161a]"This should be easier to explain then. Short version, Mattie assembled us. Crown business. Your boy up front wasn't keen on that and we ain't got the time to waste, so we had to [i]persuade [/i]him a different way. No hard feelings, yeah?"[/color][/b] Might as well own up to it, but also play it down. Leave as few leverage as possible for the other party to make use of. [b][color=#a4161a]"Go send a runner to the castle if you want a confirmation or something. Or detain us, and Mattie's coming for your ass sooner than later. Ain't make a difference for me."[/color][/b]