Mmmmm. Such yummy fish off the coast of the place Star called "The Docks". Abaddon hadn't found such good fishing since they stopped on that little island aways from Shalador six moon cycles before. Of course, the crew had gotten mad at him for eating most of the fish, but he didn't mind. The fish had been so lovely.
Abaddon swam around the Sea's Whore idly, slightly bored with the crew's preparations for the upcoming voyage. Starling had told him about the venture, how they were going to sail to the end of the realm and beyond, to the Shadow Realm. Personally, Abaddon thought the idea was about as smart as tunas fighting with dolphins and hoping to win, but he had kept the thought to himself. Of course, he was going with them, so he supposed that made him an idiot as well. But no way was he letting his Queen sail into uncharted waters without him.
He toyed with the idea of swimming under the ship again, but after the last time, which had included some strong witchfire balls, he had decided to only do that while out on the open sea. After all, Lir had looked rather serious the last time…
He swam around the ship for a bit, taking uninterested bites at passing fish and other sea creatures before something towards the docks caught his attention. He cautiously approached, nosing around the brightly colored nets before swimming away. Daft humans thought pretty colors would get fish into their nets? Idiots. Deciding that the Whore wouldn’t go far without Starling trying to contact him, Abaddon swam out past the underwater cliffs to hunt in the dark depths of the ocean. Maybe he would find something to bring back to the ship.