"Nothing more..."Echoed Daryoon, he raised his hand. There was a curent in the room, a windful energy that swooped the man and returned him to his seat where he was invisibly binded. "Let me make myself clear, nobody walks out on me." He dictated, "Now, everyone wants more- It is the way of the world, I am not so naive as to believe you are only here for my sister's hand and our port city- It is meager to yours. There is more to you, I know there is." He murmured softly. The fact that the Surmin prince dabbled in the dark arts was merely a rumor, until now. "I would gladly give her to you." He said, "You are aware that she pines for a Knight in our midsts, I wouldn't put it above her to cockhold you later in the marriage. Not that you would care, I suspect you'd be sailing away into some macabre adventure in search for that creature in your sigil...The Kraken." He whispered with a knowing look. "I know more about you than you think, Garrick. I know you wish to control the seas with such a find and god knows what else it is you seek...They think you are Sinbad come to life, a fabled sea hero, but you are not. You are only a man."