As he rides toward the pirate ship, the Weasel goes over his plan in his head. He will need to convince the pirate captain that he is both trustworthy and valuable, which should be a simple feat for one of his cunning and intellect. Of course, there is the matter of the oafs, and their penchant for interfering in his glorious plans. The Weasel laid out the perfect plan for them before he left. The waterproof blankets would be perfect for breathing underwater, while a simple summoning spell could bring a celestial porpoise, most evil of creatures, which could provide propulsion underwater. Foolproof, the Weasel thinks, except that his companions, Sabo and Faolan, are no ordinary fools. In fact, they're probably back at the raft right now, scratching their oafish heads trying to find just the two devices the Weasel already named. Then there is the matter of their infiltration of the boat. Surely the pirates, who, moronic as they likely are as well, surely outclass the wits of the two oafs on the raft. They will know the fools are coming, and they will search the ship and find them. Will the foolish Rogue be smart enough to remember the Weasel's plan and hide using the portable hole, leaving the other brutes to be captured purposely as the Weasel planned? After all, why should the pirates keep searching when they believe they've found what they're looking for.
The Weasel sighs. Why must he be surrounded by incompetent imbeciles?