[The Bloody Bay Fleet]

Kelsey sighed deeply, her shoulders sagging. "I am ever at your service, my queen. Two hours should be more than enough time to prepare my crew." She gathered herself, resigned to the fact that she would ferry yet more people in the opposite direction of where she should be. Her head turned to the Oracle, and flashed him an angry look. "If you trust this thing, then I suppose I must as well. You are correct that I would have preferred to hear from you rather than him, as I am sure you would have laid it much better." the Oracle seemed to pout at this but-perhaps thankfully-he remained silent. "I shall see you on the docks at high noon. If you would care to take custody of this man and ensures that he remain here until then," she jabbed a finger at the Oracle, "I would consider it a great favor."

She stalked off, muttering under her breath. The Oracle's visage appeared apologetic, "I am sorry, my queen. I am perhaps over eager. It has been some time since any Oracle has ventured further than Chail, and on an expedition no less!" He seemed to caper on the spot. "Is there anything I can do for you?"