Bulger and the few men and witches standing with him looked between Keelan's top man and this....man. Bulger remained quiet and observed this man when a fellow spoke up, "You related to a lady Violet Bashar, my lord?" it was the very man who had been intercepted by the mentioned woman's name, "Shut it Parker," Bulger responded his eyes never leaving the big nosed man, "Follow me my lord."

Keelan's top man, Bulger, would lead the visitor on to the ship and then below deck. Keelan's office door was just opening as the pair approached and two men dragged an unconscious beaten and battered man from the cabin, "Theif," Bulger divulged to the man (he was still trying to figure out just who this man was) and they entered the office.

Keelan was removing a pair of brass knuckles off his hands, washing blood off of his hand still yet to turn around, "What is it Bulger?"

"Yes I ought to," Keelan rolled down his sleeves and began to button them finally turning back to the pair of men his electric blue eyes on his cousin, "But I barely know you myself Ibrahim, your niece paid me a visit not long ago, are the Bashar leaving their sheep farming behind to come wrestle for crumbs of power? I've met a living breathing Ellis cousin..." Keelan approached his liquor cabinet grabbing two glasses and a bottle, "Care for a drink?"

"Then it's a good thing I don't tend nor care much for sheep...or farmers," Keelan poured both men a drink as Bulger took to standing beside Keelan behind his large mahogany desk the Morrigan took a seat, "The Ellis is a Witch. She's also in service of the King currently serving as Governor of Cambria. Princess Tara Ellis...or Odina Ellis I believe now. Twas quiet the revelation at open court."

"She did, had a whole family meeting about it, but I'm not head of the Morrigan family nor am I a glorified messenger," Keelan spat with zero luster or warmth, "But if they gained anything by sending her there we'll common sense would dictate that they are keeping her away from Nevermere yes? It'd be a risk to say on the Crowns part to poke old Ellis loyal families by keeping her here," Keelan shrugged, "I'm working for my future sure, I always have and always will work for me and my benefit."

"You call me useless and I call you a fool," Keelan said back just as harsh just as mockingly, "You know what I've done for the Morrigan name while dear Uncle Adder has done nothing but let it fall in despair; I own more than half of the businesses in Skia, I have more than 30 ships basically a fleet, all two hundred and fifteen men in my employment are retired or discharged soldiers just as loyal to me as they were in service, I have people in places within the military and court who report back to almost daily the comings and goings of the Crown, and now I'm branching the Morrigan name into both Coheed and Cambria not just with the idea of shipping but land trade and Morrigan Covens. Since the Crown murdered MY PARENTS and half of Uncle Adder's siblings I have built the fucking name," Keelan rose from his chair a finger pounding the top of his desk as he leaned forward toward Ibrahim, "I didn't retreat and sit oh so idly by like my Uncle Adder and I didn't run for the fucking mountains...the Morrigan influence is carried by me always has and always will, don't come into my fucking home and disrespect me not now or ever again."

Keelan smirked and sat back down, "Show this man out Bulger, remember Ibrahim what enemies you can make here," and Keelan would return to his work and his drink. What did he have to prove to this man? Keelan was a fixer and he was schemer, he could damage reputations. He had killers just waiting for his say, what he also had was the ear of the King too. However what he wouldn't do is play this game with a man whose family tucked tail and ran.