RONIN
the darkstar
Dutifully tucking the yellow handkerchief into his back pocket and giving Haai one final pat on the head, Ronin turns his attention more to the business at hand. With introductions given, the dockmaster and captain turn their attention back to their vessel, ensuring it is suitably moored and that everything is in good condition. This, of course, gives the two men ample time to talk. "Oh, don't worry," Ronin says, giving his friend a gentle nudge in the ribs, "I fully plan to wear you down on it."
His smile does fade, though, and he nods to Sunjata, giving the matter the seriousness that it deserves. "I do know," he says quietly. "From your point of view, perhaps you could see it as a chance to introduce some stuffy Stormbreakers into a bit of a better way of life?" The smile comes sneaking back across his face again, then.
As for how they would construct it? "I think it would need to be a combined effort. The dockmaster and someone from the Order would likely have the knowledge needed to ensure the port is safe and functional. But the Torchers would know the cliffs best, the way the winds and the tides work. I'd say up here on the Aumakua is an ideal place... and you could very easily get security for it, on your side."
His smile does fade, though, and he nods to Sunjata, giving the matter the seriousness that it deserves. "I do know," he says quietly. "From your point of view, perhaps you could see it as a chance to introduce some stuffy Stormbreakers into a bit of a better way of life?" The smile comes sneaking back across his face again, then.
As for how they would construct it? "I think it would need to be a combined effort. The dockmaster and someone from the Order would likely have the knowledge needed to ensure the port is safe and functional. But the Torchers would know the cliffs best, the way the winds and the tides work. I'd say up here on the Aumakua is an ideal place... and you could very easily get security for it, on your side."
