That is also an occurrence that seems to be just as random. Perhaps it happens after one has outlived their usefulness here, hmm? [Though there were also theories that the Malnosso didn't particularly care about the expertise of the ones they took, but then, what was it all for, really?]

[What Marco then said certainly got the captain curious, though, who began scratching his beard thoughtfully for a moment.] Ye live in a tower, ye say?... One that ye may fly out of, right over the ocean? Is it by the beach? [That sounded intriguing, actually, certainly better than the boring apartment complex he was now living in.]

Honestly, I've been debatin' with meself as to whether I should bother. I want me a ship, aye, but is it really worth doin' the dirty work for these lyin' cowards and helpin' them in their endeavors?