Over the next few hours, more and more people trickled in, growing the relatively small group into a genuine crowd. Kilith had certainly done his job. Sharee stopped bothering to introduce herself to every new arrival and instead just let them figure it out for themselves. It was quite a diverse bunch of people, consisting of all races, shapes, and sizes. There were the standard rogues with daggers, shortswords, or bows, much like Sharee. There were even a few in mage robes and some bigger, armored guys like Alvar. Some weren't armed at all and appeared to just be sailors who may or may not have any actual combat ability. It didn't matter; as long as they had enough fighters, the rest would be useful for keeping the ship operational. As nighfall came nearer, Sharee decided it was time to officially start the meeting. No one new had showed up for almost half an hour, and she could see that Sarel had returned, so there was no more reason to delay. She climbed up on a rock large enough to put her above everyone else. It wasn't as if they were tightly packed enough that no one could see otherwise, but it called attention to her. "Alright, shut up everyone, it's time to get this thing started. Now, before I get into the details, I want to give the basics of what each of you are getting into. What we are going to do is going to be illegal, it is going to be dangerous. The guards will try to kill you, and if they identify you, they will put a bounty on your head large enough that you'll never return to the city. But, as I'm sure you can imagine, the hazard pay for this will be...significant. Imagine a larger score than you've probably ever gotten, with double the average cut. If this does not appeal to you, if you don't want to get involved in this, then you are free to leave now. I won't do anything to you. I won't hunt you, I won't harm you, it will be the end of our business together. This will be the one and only chance to leave, because once you hear the details, there will be [i]no[/i] backing out." She said, her tone at the end harsh and severe. She looked out across the crowd with an expression which showed that her words were, indeed, a threat.