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"What the heck, where did they all run off to?" - Assuming that someone else might have seen when and where Gordian or Zalatov might have gone, Tiberius began to walk around the ship and ask the sailors/other mercenaries if they had seen either of them. There was still plenty of time before the battles in the arena began, and the mage had absolutely nothing to do. "If I find Zalatov first, I'll sell him the crossbow, but if I find Gordian, I'll just give it to him." - Tiberius thought.