"I suppose you deserve that much," the drifter hums with agreement. He looks completely unperturbed by the taller man's anger and the sword he's waving around. The man has been more than enough entertainment to warrant an exchange of information.

"You know most of what I know. The barrier on the top deck trapping us in seems to be impervious to my attacks, but you're free to try to break through. The ship has thirteen decks, but it looks like only nine are accessible right now. The bottom of those decks is completely overrun by the jungle."

That was the extent of his scouting so far. Oh, and there was one more important thing.

"Haven't seen anything that could constitute as food. That might be a problem for most, I imagine."