"... absolute insanity. I'm going to the bloodthirsty captain, at least he's not hugging bloodthirsty murderous serpents to his own chest." Chibas murmurs on her way topside to meet this 'Blood' fellow.

The little dragon would be chirping quietly as he was calming down more with the two as he nestled down and was actually calm enough to go to sleep a bit, the first time in a while.

Up deck Blood would be finishing up his anger with the elves as he holstered his pistol and spoke a bit more Gnoll as he looked over to Chibas coming up. "Hey, sorry about that. But those..." He would let out a breath to collect himself. "Anyways. Glad to meet you, name's Blood Fang." He said holding out his hand and looking a bit up to Chibas.

"We will call him Onyx, because he is my precious little ebony treasure," says Rosé, "...wait, is he even a he? Does anyone know how to check?"

"Yeah I agree, Dragon sounds like a great name." Lrz replied, "and i think you gotta wait a little till it grows up till it tells us which one it is?."

Despite the cruel conditions and the idiotic elves bossing him around for the past few years, this ship had nevertheless become something of a home to Seabeard.

So it was with some fondness that he selected one of the private bunk chambers for his own and placed his small cache of personal items within, before making his way to the galley to tend to the stills and vats therein.

As he worked, he hummed a dwarven tune from his childhood. Finishing with the brewing, he carefully selected a barrel of ale, tapped it, and carried it along with 10 tankards up to the deck to share with his new crew.