We'd be alright if the wind was in our sails // Joining

"No not a water spirit." He began almost casually, the thought of striking up a conversation there but he didn't have time before Morrison came forth. His alabaster gaxe shifted over to him then as he spoke up. And slowly the maned wolf's face scrunched up into something of almost disgust and perhaps disdain for where the topic had somehow gotten to. He loomed at the Captain then and wanted to chastise him and well he did. "Morrison I'm sure no one wants to hear about your escapades and shenanigans when up were...most likely younger." Especially not something that involved tentacles. Shaking his head the watery being would finally look back to David and dip his head. "I'll apologize for him. You are new and I'm sure you'd rather not hear it too." He knew that he didn't and he shook his head a little.

"I'm Ciabhan by the way. Just a resident. I'm around if you need something. Drinking partner or whatever." He gave what he felt was a decent introduction before he backed off from the scene to allow for things to continue. More members was a good thing after all. New faces meant something to keep a group alive.