turned away from her captain, stamping her left foot and refusing to answer. Goliath, who was stood behind Carmen, gently placed his massive hand on her shoulder and answered for her. "We'll stay and watch the ship, as you ordered." Ragnarok looked up at him and gave a quick nod. Turning away from each other simultaneously, Carmen and the captain of the black ship went their separate ways for the time being. Standing at the edge of the mass was Clopis, the ships' first mate. Smiling tenderly at his captain as he approached, he asked in a tentative voice, "Are you ready to go hunting big man?" Ragnarok didn't give an answer but instead stepped off of the edge of the ship and landed with his feet squareon the ground, his knees bent, and his head almost touching the ground from how much he crouched. He felt no real pain from this, or at least none he wasn't accustomed to. Clopis, rolling his eyes and shaking his head, reached into his pocked and pulled out a thin rope with a three pronged hook attached to it. Hooking it onto the side of the ship, he climbed his way down the side of the hull in leaps and bounds, his dark black hair waving in pristine glamour that could only come from a fresh shower. When he reached the bottom, Ragnarok the Destroyer was still tucked away in his awkward crouched position.

Sighing and giving his rope a jolt, sending it loose from the top of the