Zathrian Ellwood (Fortune Slave)
The Captain awoke from his short nap to terrible news. Hatvisa Calvet was dead. After he sent the crewman away he slumped in his chair and pinched the bridge of his nose. How had it all gone so wrong so fast? He asked himself. It had been several days since their raid on the Martell estate, and the blue blood they had found, Mireia, proved to be an utter disappointment. Her uptight and snobbish attitude refused to be dropped in her time on the ship, despite his constant advising her to do so, and eventually he was left with no choice but to throw her overboard, or risk mutiny. By this time, Zathrian had grown sick of her as well, so he gladly forced the idiot noble girl to her doom, feeling utterly foolish for believing such a witless woman could defy her nihilistic nature.
His mind was filled with rage, his head filled with a haze so red it would match his eye. The noble scum proved to be a liar as well, she couldn't read the map, the only person who knew how to read it was her father and there was no way Zathrian was going back on another fool's errand like this. Now with utter failure in his wake, he finds that one of his crew has dropped dead, along with Navi's departure, that makes two dear friends he's lost, one never to return again.
He stormed out of his cabin onto the main deck, shirtless but equipped with his signature sword, Gemini. He saw the still body of Hatvisa, prone before him with a medic overlooking her. "Cap'n, looks ta me like it be poison." As the medic said this, Z's eye flashed and the poor medic's body was flown over to railing using his telekinesis. "ALL HANDS ON DECK!!! NOW!!" Zathrian shouted with enough force that it was possible ships 100 yards away could hear him. Someone was going to die for this, Zathrian would see to it himself.
Cassandra Xilstine (Fortune Slave - Crow's Nest)
Z's shout immediately woke Cass from the nap she was taking up in the Crow's nest. She'd managed to set up a makeshift workshop up there to work on her enchantments while navigating and all seemed to be well, that is, until the Captain called for all hands on deck, a violence to his voice like she'd never heard before. She quickly and silently scrambled down the ladder to the deck to see what was going on.