having waited politely for diplomacy to take it's course has waited long enough, slamming his fist on the table splintering it a little, "Payment equal fifty gold! Mission status good?!" 354b looks like something ready to rip the captain apart.
"I'm not quite sure how to put this delicately, Captain, but when you speak of your own protection... you realise that your pendants have, at best, only symbolic value, yes? Respectfully - they are quite devoid of any actual power. By contrast, between the skills of myself and my companions, I do believe we can provide you with a good measure of real protection against monsters, storms, and anything else you care to mention. Considering which, I think the offer proposed by my warforged friend here is more than fair."
Thalin nods as the others speak, studying the good captains responses. Yes, you might be the only one we heard who wouldn’t refuse us outright, and that’s why we came to you first, but as we walked over here, I heard of an E. Vilbob, captain of Mervin’s Magic, who recently lost, how much was it… he says, whirling his hand as he tries to remember, Ah, 16 or so unit’s of his cargo. Now, I don’t fancy trying to talk our passage onto his boat, the price will undoubtedly be much higher, but do not think you are the only recourse we have.
Leaning forward, he meets the captain’s eyes, Speaking plainly, we need the passage and you need the work. As my numerically named companion says, 50gp for what should amount to an hour or two of easy work. Over a month of good food and wine… do we have an accord?
The wilden leans in close to the fidgety captain, the smile disappearing from from his barky face. "Wit uh nod to so many igha fauses, you dtink yuh ould be lukeen ta be makin dee nice nice wit duh like so ose. I an I con be callin on de low fauses mesef. Yuh dbe doin betta tuh be tradin prayas faw favas." Karananak holds out an empty, branchy hand palm up, and waves his other hand over it, blowing between the two. Ashes form into the form of a small winged devil girl that screams at the captain before taking off in a tight circle around the tree man. She lands on the arm of her "summoner" shrieking at the boatman again.
"You should know that regardless of items of divine protection, strength is always needed to protect yourself, for the gods protect those that protect themselves. And we have strength in spades."