Following... orders?
Following ORDERS?!
The ferret is suddenly on its feet again, snarling viciously in anger.
Orders! Do not ridicule me! Are you but slaves, puppets of this captain's will? Else, you are all pitiful! His ORDERS are nothing more than words! Words that carry no more weight than his selfish desire to not face the reality of the situation! And yet, you ignore MY orders! Ones backed with both the weight of physical strength far beyond your captain's, and the purpose of safeguarding the world! Your orders are NOTHING! Your sins are your own, and now you must reap what you sow!

Well, there are five players on the waiting list, so if HK kills everyone ( ), we'll be one player short of a full crew.

Just figured I'd throw that out there.

Izen checks on Sera. She's still clinging tight to Grif's leg, though she's not crying anymore. The fairy is also back on Grif's shoulder. She's fine.

Troy wonders why his worthless crew hasn't helped him.

The ship continues rising, reaching the level of the high clouds and passing into one. Several minutes are spent ascending through the cloud, a dense white fog making it impossible to see past a few feet in front of you. Eventually, the ship breaks through, and the sight that greets the crew shocks them.
Out in front of them stretches a gigantic city, hundreds of tall splendid buildings sprouting up from the clouds, made of smooth slabs and bricks of white and cream stone. Dozens of large, flying creatures can be seen making their way around the city, mostly large versions of normal animals with wings, like the ferret. Currently, the group is on the outskirts of the city, away from the dense concentrations of buildings.
Suddenly, a half dozen more ferrets appear, forming a semi-circle in front of the ship.
Captain Tannarus! You've retu- WHAT IN THE RULER HAPPENED?!
Several of the ferrets shoot down, landing hard on the deck between the crew and the ferret, whose name is apparently Tannarus, and begin snarling viciously at all of you, advancing slowly.
Stop. That is no way to treat a criminal. They will be tried like any other.
They stop advancing and snarling, but keep their stance low and ready to strike.
...By your will, sir.
Bring this ship in to dock. It can no longer fly and I can barely support it myself.
And be careful, the girl is on board and unrestrained! She has yet to be activated, but summon a Guardsman squad immediately!

The ship is brought into a port of sorts, and rests safely at dock, while more and more people begin filling the area. You're all quite a spectacle, it seems. Notably, nearly all of them have wings.
What will you do?

Ahem.

ahem.

Ok well uh Rag said he doesn't want to play anymore, so his char is going to die from arm-loss. Feel free to loot his corpse and determine who the new captain is going to be. I'll get a new 6th player on board as soon as possible.