"Well, if you're familiar with sailing, great, if not, you'll learn." Sharee said to the Khajiit, Nalla as she was mixing together pigments and crushing it into a fine grey powder. "Once everyone else arrives, I explain the details. For now, just know that I'm in charge, and that there's a good reason for that. Sarel, come here, I need to cover up that tattoo."

"Oh, and by the way, can any of you tell me what kind of a ruse it was you pulled? I didn't get a chance to look as we were escaping, all I know is that it sounded...chaotic." Sharee commented, curious to know what kind of a plan they had come up with. Sarel and herself had left quickly enough that they hardly saw any of its effects.