[The Bloody Bay Fleet]

"I see." Smith's face matched the regent's own. My captain should be aboard our Songbird presently. If you wish to leave within the hour I recommend you follow me quicky." The young man strode out of the office without any further words, and through the docks. he pulled a whistle that was hanging from his neck and began blowing into it, the shrill call coming out in a bizarre rhythm. Fleet calls came from the mate, to be answered by someone blowing a similar whistle, most likely a captain, from the Ship the young man was nearing.

Soon enough, the man and those who followed him were at a gangplank of a ship already in the process of making ready. men and women were loading crates into the merchant craft, riggings were tested, and the captain stood at the helm calling orders, in his fist a similar whistle to the mate's. Seeing mister Smith the captain made his way down to the young man and his followers. "Captain," said young Smith, "this is the Lord Regent himself, come to make contact with the Admiral and his Lord-Captains."

"I see," the captain said, looking the Regent up and down. "Well, my lord regent, I am captain Doe of the Men of Fortune's Arrow. If you have such tidings, if you do indeed bear such tidings, we shall be underway before the hour is out. I welcome you and your company aboard, though I fear we lack the beds for you. I am certain we can reach The Sunderer within the day, our Lord Admiral Royce will be happy to see you as swiftly as the winds will take us."