I've no doubt we'll cross paths with them again, but I wouldn't worry about there being a fight. Aside from those two and the one screechy little beast that fancies herself some sort of hero, they have no one who even knows which end of a sword is which.

[He'd been less than impressed when he'd met them in December, though he knows they've taken on new crew since then. Not that he saw anything that impressed him last month at the fortress, either.]

I think you'll find my crew far better equipped for most things, though if you'd like a nice lullaby and someone to rock you to sleep, by all means join them.