Franklyn stood over the body of the unconscious soldier. The battle was over and nobody was in immediate danger of dying, so he had a few moments to look around. Too bad that the dead soldiers were beyond his help - the cleric had hoped to be able to save at least one more of them. "Ah well, it can not be helped", he murmured to himself, "that's war for you. And you", he spoke to the unconscious soldier, "have a good soldier's fortune, even though you might not think you are very fortunate right now". With that Franklyn channels his powers again (CLW on the soldier).
Turning his attention to the others, he said, "No offense to the Prince, but the only person of value on this ship is the old woman. Though I find it hard to believe they knew that," he said, indicating the dead fishmen.
As Vesk says that, Franklyn turns sharply around and approaches him with a determined stride. "Do you know something about this attack, or are your words just empty assumptions?"
Franklyn raises his voice and goes into a stern and reproachful monologue without really expecting an answer:
"What do you really know about the old woman? Who is she, what is her involvement in all this and what further deeds is she capable of? In that respect, what do you know of the intentions or needs of our attackers? Do you know the story of everybody on this ship? It is entirely possible that someone has or knows something that is important to these sea dwellers.
As for your disrespectful words about the prince, I would like to remind you that in all likelihood we are alive right now because our whereabouts coincided with his at the time of...", Franklyn struggled to find a word for what happened "...of that inferno." He was silent just enough to almost give the impression that he was done, but then carries on: "Or do you know anything about the will of the gods or the forces of fate which chose exactly him, his men and a handful of people around them to be the only ones who survived?". Franklyn stares at Vesk with his hands on his hips, expecting an answer.
Later Franklyn takes his time to examine everybody else who was in need of assistance and bandages up their wounds. "I will have to change those in a few hours and once again before you go to bed and then in the morning. For those with deeper cuts it will take me some more time to make sure your wounds don't get infected. So let me know where I can find you...", Franklyn shrugs, "It would be a lot easier for me if that doesn't turn out to be all over the ship, so at least those in need of more intense care should be taken to rest at the same place."