Leonardo
*The old wizard's eye hovered over the Altmer sailor and the Argonian dock worker. He wasn't one to interrupt business, but he did seem to pay more attention to them. And still he occasionally put aside his staff to write something down in his journal, only to close it back up and retake his staff. Now he started to walk around the docks, looking around at what was going in or out of Windhelm while sticking to the walls, likely to avoid bumping into any of the deckhands or dock workers.*
Robert
"I have servants to do that, ones who don't reek of alcohol. I'd rather not touch my things, even if to clean it. You have a look about you, I can practically smell the skooma." He's spent time in Senchal and other port towns in Elsweyr, he knew the signs, "You should get yourself cleaned up, before you end up dazed and confused, writhing on the ground, unaware of your surroundings."
Tonya
**Drinks tried to maintain a cheery smile, but the insufferable Altmer was quite irritating. Regardless, the mention of her skooma addiction causes her to lick her lips a bit.**

"Red wine helps with cold. In-Her-Drinks knows this. Drink before every shift."

**Drinks nods, reaching an arm up to grab her other arm.**

"No linens, then. She will help unload. Where is cargo going?"
Leonardo
*This was going to be a bit of a long wait, the old man thought. He felt a bit of sudden curiosity. What was it this ship carried? From where he stood he couldn't really make out what the deckhands were saying other than when they raised their voices, but he could only glean so much. Why was he curious, anyways? It's not like he had any authority to demand information. He wasn't even affiliated with local politics or economics. So, without much else to say or do for the time being, he continued to look on at the other vessels that had docked. And yet... He felt curious enough to want to know just a bit more. His free hand moved in a bit of a weird fashion, but only a bit, as he began to cast a spell. A bit of magic to sate his curiosity, he felt his senses opening slightly, but not in the usual five senses. Rather, he opened his senses to the presence of enchantments.*
Robert
"Wine only does so much for the cold. And definitely not at the amounts you're drinking. I'm surprised you can even stand up straight." He says, "The cargo is going straight to the Palace, so it can be distributed among the troops." He says.

As Bromfing casts the spell, the shimmer is almost blinding. It's like the ship itself is enchanted. If the ship itself isn't, the cargo-hold is full of enchanted items
Tonya
"Mm mm mm, goods get documented first. No exceptions. In-Her-Drinks knows this. Not get in trouble again."

**Sure enough, all the goods were being inspected by the Nord loadmaster. Neetrenaza was inspecting the cargo for damages and making note of any discrepancies.**

"In-Her-Drinks assumes you have documents, yes? She will look at them, bring them to loadmaster."