"I hope you are right about the wards. Or else, the White Hand will be the least of your concerns!"

"If you were going to question my trustworthiness, don't you think now would be a little bit too late to do it?" Sharon asked back at Serphia as they slowly made their way across the narrow canal towards the lower rocks of the reef. 
"Perhaps you should be more focused on the climb ahead. Fortunately, if something should go wrong, I can probably conjure up a slow-fall spell if necessary."

Sharon said in a nonchalant tone while looking at his metal glove, choosing to not meet the gaze of Serphia. Part of him was having doubts about the wisdom of maintaining a snarky attitude in the face of Serphia. Her face, which he was literally right beside. If he managed to piss her off more than usual, he knew that he was only one bite away from being eaten! But he put his trust in Rithrynn to intervene if things went too far. Right now, he would rather prefer to focus on the mission, and not appeasing the Captain.  

Alissah, who was sitting between the rest of the Night Elves in the boat behind Serphia and Sharon, did not say a word. The silent woman instead choose to give rowboat that they were sitting in a concerned look, as she noticed that it was dipping dangerously far down into the water compared to the boat next to them.
Whether this was due to Serphia's big butt or the quality of the boat in question, she could not tell.

Turning her head to the Sentinel Lithrielle who was right next to her and rowing, she cast the Night Elf a narrow expression from beneath her hat.

"Did you check the boat for holes?"

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The cove in the reef that they had entered revealed itself to be housing a complete and functional wharf, with wooden cranes and loading docks built into the very stone walls of the cove itself. A small set of wooden and stone buildings were located at the innermost section of the cove, one of them looking like a stone warehouse built into the reef itself. In the middle of the small town inside of the reef were a set of large bronze doors, surrounded with various mechanical cogs, tubes and vents attached to the rocky walls around it.

Alongside the multitude of smaller boats that were located within the cove were two larger ships, a tall frigate which looked to be one of the battleships of the White Hand which sported numerous scars across its front plated hull, and a shorter but broader merchant and transportation ship which were closest to Liaena and Bella.

The noise of moving cargo and the voices of the personnel around the merchant ship could be heard, as they were using one of the cranes to unload a series of wooden crates from the ship and onto the dock. 
It sounded like there were no less than half a dozen men in the cove with them. Voices echoed beneath the jagged rock roof as some of the crates were loaded onto small carts which were pushed by two of the dock workers alongside the pier and towards the bronze doors at the innermost part of the cove.

As they approached it with their cargo, their attention seemed to drift to a dwarf sitting next to the doors. The dwarf nodded in response to the two dockworkers, before pulling a lever which caused the bronze doors to open; revealing a metallic platform surrounded by rocky walls. The two workers entered through the doors, and they were closed behind them by the dwarf with the lever. A deep groan could be heard from within the walls of the reef itself as the tubes around the heavy bronze door began to spew forth steam, as what sounded like an elevator carried the workers and their cargo up through the spine of the reef below the castle.

What remained in the cove were four other workers, wearing simple linen and canvas outfits, alongside two armored chevaliers which could be seen casually patrolling alongside the ships. As well as the lone dwarf by the dwarf, who rocked back and forth in his chair with a large blunderbuss resting in his lap.