Noelle was in position. She was looking as inconspicuous as possible, with her feathered pen and paper checking off various crates and boxes from a list she made up on the spot. This wouldn't be her first job like this, but she's never worked with this "Sharee" character before. Her idea was really out there too; this might be how they operated back at the Black Marsh, but this was crazy. But Noelle figured that's why it'll work. Still, she had a invisibility potion in the event the whole plan went down the gutter.

Noelle looked over towards the boat occasionally, just checking for the signal. She had a close call with a guard who asked her what she was doing, but she was able to turn him away with a simple spell and word. "Inventory." Guard didn't bother her too much, but not so far away she did see a few more start to gather. Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe they were just shifting the look out, but she didn't like the idea that there were more guards coming. Still, Noelle stayed calmed and continued keeping inventory of the crates, marking them off on her list while occasionally peeking into them. As long as she looked like she knew what she was doing, no one should come and stop her.