Watching their small armada drift apart from each other with each ship going its own way, I got a certain level of understanding that the friend I had made was not so simple, his enemies were fascinating, and from what I had been able to obtain from the minds of the little ones on the ship, their destination seemed somewhat.
'Fateful.' Were the gods wishing to see me in conflict with that bunch, or were they interested in watching my future friend take his revenge? Well, whatever the case was I won't disappoint you, not for now at least.
Going back to the ship, even before the potion might have had any effect on the second in command of the ship, something interesting happened. "He killed himself." The captain spoke, finding the situation surprising with a hint of disappointment. "So he was guilty." He spoke, causing the people around him to turn silent as they looked at the second in command.
