Kraseawei's eyes narrowed at Vaskandar's approach. A recruiter, of course, scouting out talent no doubt on each arriving ship. The question, of course, is wondering who Vaskandar was working for. Unlikely to be an assassin working the docks - and why would he be targeting any of them? And of course, meeting up at a tavern, of all places. Never at court. Never in a meeting room in the local castle or the local guild. 

Did they have guilds here?

Lucky, of course, was already pumping the man for information, while Caleb was curious.

[color=00ff66]"A tour to this tavern would be welcome,"[/color] Kraseawei shrugged, her friendly smile having somehow losing its way to her eyes. [color=00ff66]"We wouldn't mind finding out more about this town and learn about the important people here, such as yourself. And, of course, how things are going deeper in the vale." [/color]

Maybe someone would try to roll them. That would be fun, she wouldn't mind a workout.