((It's about 2:00 PM Thor. The sun wouldn't be setting. :)))

A little comforted by Sharphorn's assertions, Runa tried to let the idea stop bothering her, though that was harder than it sounds. He did have a point anyway. Missing ships could be due to a lot of different things, least among them weather. If that was the case, it would really be more a search and rescue type of operation, though dangers would still inevitably be present. Not to mention cost. As far as she knew, none of them had any knowledge concerning the handling of a ship, which meant that they would have to pay someone in order to rent a ship and a crew in order to pilot it. And that was probably not a cheap thing to do. On the other hand, rescuing the crew might have a greater reward than the cost, which meant that it might be worthwhile.

As she was thinking this over, Sharphorn clapped her and Thorgili on the shoulder, practically breaking hers, as he ordered meal and reserved a good room in the inn. Thorgili seemed to be pretty agreeable to this plan, leaning back and lighting a pipe before ordering some more alcohol to drink, the scent of which made Runa wrinkle her nose. No, she was definitely not a fan of alcohol. It ruined too many of your senses, especially in someone of her size and stature. Following the others example, she set some money on the table to pay for her glass of water, making certain that she had given out just the right amount. Then, she tried to relax a little like the others, though it wasn't something that came easy to her at all, leaning her back against the counter while remaining seated on the stool.