Lunete
It didn't take long after Lunete found a place to camp out before a cultist stepped forth. She was short and skinny, probably malnourished. She had orange hair with brown specks in it, Lunete couldn't tell if those were natural or just dirt due to the white hood she was wearing. Unlike most of the cultists Lunete had seen, the hood wasn't part of an oversized robe. This hood was attached to a lightweight jacket and worn alongside shorts and combat boots. Though Lunete didn't need to notice that to realize this wasn't just any cultists. The gigantic fucking broadsword was a much more apt clue. Curiously, there didn't seem to be any gem structures on it, which meant it wasn't her holy weapon.
The redheaded cultist slammed the swords point into the ground, tearing the concrete open like paper. She then leaned against it. "Lunete Ellsworth, if I have the right of things?" She said with a thick accent that Lunete couldn't place. "I think we're due for a chat."
Monika
"You'd know more than me." Kellen said, "I just heard about the fight and her ending up in the hospital."
That was about all Monika knew as well. At least until she'd gotten her hands on Kirari's journals.
Eilyth
Jane nodded. "Even Tyran knows that the Dragon of Katria's remains should rest in her homeland, I am sure it will be no trouble to send her companions' remains as well. However, someone will need to receive them. Do you have a trustworthy contact? It would cause trouble if your 'remains' were discovered by the wrong party."
Astarte
Spackle moved her cutlass back to parry the attack, apparently still playing it safe. This was headed for a rather boring conclusion.
"Well we can't be havin' that, now can we?!" A bombastic voice erupted from the boat as a figure flew into the air. She landed with a heavy thud behind Astarte. She had a gigantic, quad-barrel shotgun aimed directly at Teya. "What part of 'Get tha hell off me ship, or I'll have ye hauled across tha keel!' Did ye not get, ye conniving wench?!"
Teya actually looked a little startled as she started to reply, "Well, most of it ac-" But she was quickly cut off by the thunderous roar of the shotgun firing. Teya actually looked downright scared at that. Mercifully, the shells smashed into shipping container, denting that instead of turning Teya into paste. "That be yarr last warning!"
Yava
As Yava shut the door, a look of recognition came over Siren's face. She quickly rushed over to see the necklace, and confirmed her suspicions. Sadly, Yava had already left and the ship was far too abuzz for Siren to hunt her down before she left. She hoped Yava knew what she was doing.
In the commotion, Yava was easily able to slip off the ship unnoticed.