Arrival of the Curador

Barry and Sephira arrived near the port of the Pirate's Cove, just in time for sundown. It was now dark enough that they'd be able to slip in and go undetected. They'd hidden their ship inside a slightly tight alcove so it'd be harder for others to spot, in case someone decided on raiding them. Barry made sure to drop anchor so the boat wouldn't float away as the stronger tide started coming in and tied the ship to a post. When he was done, he hopped down, landing on the ground with a thud, and held out his hand for Sephira to take.

Sephira eased the ketch into the alcove. She grimaced as she heard a grinding noise that surely meant she had scratched the wood. She sighed, she'd have to fix that as soon as they got to a safe port.
She held Curador steady as Barry jumped over and tied it fast. She looked over the side when she was certain he had. He was waiting to catch her as she jumped over. She smiled a little and jumped over. She smiled as she felt his arms encircling her. She let him hold her for a minute, then stepped away. She looked around. "You know this place better than I. Where shall we go?"

Barry smiled brightly at Sephira, happy to be of helpful service. "I know a wooded area around here that'll for sure have some things for us to snatch," he said in a sure tone. "Since it's night out, there's probably going to be a lot more guards, but! That also means that it'll be easier for us to slink around." He glanced down at Sephira's leg. "That is, if you're still feeling up to slinking. If you want, I can do it myself. And you can stay here and tend to the Curador." He internally winced as he remembered the hard grinding sound from when they'd eased into the alcove. He knew how much Sephira cherished the ship and felt bad. "Sorry 'bout that, by the way."

Sephira glanced down at her leg. It throbbed rather painfully, and if they got into a fight, it would slow her down. She grimaced. "You go, then, Barry. My leg wouldn't let me, and yes, I'd like to make sure Curador is okay for our get-away." She knew she could just tie a rope around her waist and swing around to look at the damage. She pecked Barry on the cheeck, for luck, she always said. "If you see anyone you feel needs to be brought away from this stink hole, we have the space. Good luck." She then limped over to the lower point of the ship and jumped back on. She grabbed a rope, tied it about her middle, and got ready to jump down to inspect her ship.

Barry sighed in relief, thankful that Sephira hadn't decided to put up much of a fight on coming along. He knew how headstrong she could be and sometimes it worried him, the amount of danger she always seemed willing to put herself in. "Aye aye, Captain," he said, giving Sephira a salute before heading off to the more forested area. "Stay safe!" Once he was out of view, he softly rubbed at the spot where she'd given him a quick peck, trying to hide the small smile that was tugging at the corner of his mouth. After absentmindedly bumping into trees several times, he forced his mind to focus on the mission at hand. He was gonna bring her back a whole ton of treasure for sure.

(Barry advances to the Pirate's Camp)

Sephira tugged the rope tight, then walked over to where the she heard the ship collide with the rock wall. She tied the rope to the mast and gripped it near there. She then started to play it out while walking towards the edge, to the side where she had heard the grinding. This would keep the rope taunt while she went, so that she didn't fall. She started to let herself over the side, looking around carefully for the hole she knew would be there. She found it rather quickly, and was pleased to see it was niether long nor wide. She could give this a rough patch for thier getaway, then a proper one when they got to port. She climbed back up, then went rifling through the supplies, searching for her patch kit.