"..our port by the deserts of Falabia, where we will meet the so called 'sand elves.'" Emanuel would respond.
"Of course, Falabia. These sand elves appear to be ruthless, but I hear they have lots of riches. Looks like we'll be the ones to claim them. Very well, let's prepare what we can while the crew arrives."
Emilio and Emanuel would take turns doing the menial tasks that all sailors and aspiring captains would do. Their crew was slow to arrive, but they weren't spending time slacking, aside from some grabbing a pint to go. In a few hours, as Emilio said earlier, the Bacalhau Salgado was ready to travel. A crowd of peasants, some nobles, and sailors would gather around the ship as it departed. Dom Vasco, sadly, was not among them, as he was with the king. Excited, the Remanza brothers and some of the crew would wave back at the locals, for they were off to find glory in the name of Novoforte!