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*Returning from the Village, Kurisutofa slowly enters the Cottage in a rather low mood. Frusterated with Gov'nah Zammap's recent odd behavior, he could not figureout why she held such an ill-will towards his character.

Sure, he might have left for a little over a month, but that was no reason to come to hating him for it. Kurisutofa, feeling the part of the accused was heartbroken. The fact that Zammapp, of whom he had taken aboard his ship and had given an official position aboard. All this due to the simple fact that her Crew had abandoned her and she had sold her ship for Rum Money.

Now, after having shown such generosity in the past, he had apparently offended her and now she had shown the most utter contempt for him afront of her home on the edge of the Village.

Sitting in his armchair, he tilted his head back and sighed. What was he to do?*

*Upon hearing a knock at the door, he stood from his armchair and went to open the door. As he opened it he found the arrow with the note attached to it. After reading the note...*

..Great. First Zammap, now the Natives. What else could go wrong?

*Stepping outside, he mournfully pets the wound on the door. Angerly, he shouts to the open fields*

"CAN'T YOU KNOCK LIKE EVERYONE ELSE?
WHAT'D MY DOOR EVER DO TO YOU?!"

*Right away, he goes inside and sets about preparing the house for guests.*

I do hope that no one decides to come calling tonight, of all nights. With this mysterious visitor coming and threatening war if fired upon, I can't be to certain of the utmost security... but I'll do my best. Though, I wonder how they know about Zam's recent upset?

*Grabbing his pistols & baskethilt, he makes sure that he is ready for whatever may come. Most of all, he was worried he would have to fire upon his own men. He'd hate to do it, but with War being threatened, he'd have to do waht he could to prevent it, no matter the cost.*

((To whom ever is running this NPC, please be aware that this is the last post I shall be able to put forth tonight. I'll be back sometime tomorrow or the next day. I have work in the morning, and the computer is in need of a small overhaul. Virus's, Cookies & Spam, oh my.))

Creeping through the gathering dusk, the Shamen remains hidden until she has made her way around the back of the cottage. She promptly stands and walks around the house to the chair, keeping out of the Captain's sight.

"I greet you, Captain John Kurisutofa. I have come to see you."

"Ah, yes. I was told your name was Jack, but managed to forget it. I suppose inside would be better, yes. The weather does grow cold around this time of the year."

She follows the man inside.

"The business of which I am going to talk tonight is important, and vital to the survival of our island. But before I begin, I must ask you a few questions. To begin with, do you know who I am, and have you any idea of why I come? Give me your best guess, I will expand upon it."

"How did he know my name...?"

She takes a seat near the fire, facing the door and the chair she assumes to be the Captain's.

"Yes, tea would be good, so long as it's not that green Asian stuff. The French love it or so I've been lead to believe, but I can't stand it. And no, I'll pass up your offer of sugar."

She then clears her throat and begins to explain the visit.

"I would ordinarily not have come to you to ask for your participation, but I was advised that your involvement would be beneficial to our cause. Your ship the Lady Nelson is, so I've heard, among the best armed and equipped on the island, and would be very useful if we are to come to blows with the treasurre seekers or the Lobsters. I'm sure you know of the presence of gold on the island?"

She looks at him, and without continues without waiting for an answer.

"There are two French brothers by the name of Meurtre who have come to this island and found a large amount of the gold. They are currently stranded, as their ship was sabotaged by one of the pirates of your island. Naturally, they are rather upset, but claim to be well known in Paris, so we cannot do them bodily harm. At the same time, there is a British ship that has wrecked on an isle close to here. Their captain has made the long voyage to this island twice, to negotiate for passage off."

Waving her hand absentmindedly around the room, she takes on a rather harsh tone.

"Naturally, we cannot just let either of these go free, as they would report to their respective crowns and both the pirates and my tribe, along with the... well... others, would be annialated. Thus we are at a deadlock. My tribe would likely kill the french and british given the chance, as they have ancient grudges they feel they must settle, and the pirate representative has been ignored so far by our would-be invaders. That's why we need you. You are well-known to the Royal Navy, and we beleive that your presence will change the mindset of the foreigners."

Feeling quite a fool for having now confused both the captain's first name and the name of his ship, and feeling very thankful he was not angry at her for it, the Shamen was somewhat reduced. Nevertheless, she continued in their discussion.

"The French brothers have no allegiance to the man known as Bonaparte, or 'The Little General' as the British man calls him. They are, I believe, either outlaws or supporters of the previous crown, though I am unsure which. As it was desroyed, their ship was flying, of all things, the Dutch colors."

She sipped her tea for a moment and then returned to her track.

"As for the Englishman, his name is Edward Mason. He's a captain, or so he claims. His ship was named the H.M.S. Sapphire before it was wrecked. Do you know of him?"

*It had been a long while since she had spoken. She seemed to be pondering upon something in her mind. Her eyes were transfixed upon something, yet nothing at all. Kurisutofa gently rapped his spoon on the side of his saucer trying to wake her from her thoughts.*

"Miss Atabey? Are you alright? Might something be troubling you?"