Leonardo
*The old man's eye lit up a bit with the newfound knowledge. A ship rife with magic like this, what was it doing in Windhelm? What sort of cargo was it carrying? He hadn't thought of someone enchanting an entire ship, but it could be possible. Even if the other thought were true, they must be wealthy. Or maybe a master enchanter. Or perhaps a talented thief. Curiosity was starting to get the better of him, and he continued to quietly pay attention to the vessel. He simply had to know what was going on, or at least get some idea of it. So far, a vessel either bearing magic or carrying enchanted items. That was not something common at all.*
Robert
He shouts to one of his mercenaries, "Did you make sure Torbjorn Shatter-Shield got the papers?!" The mercenary shouts back with an affirmative, "First thing he did after lowering the ramp was to hand off the papers to the Harbor Master." He then turns to the Nord, who he'd notice eyeing his ship, "Can I help you, sir?" He asks
Tonya
**Seeing as Palomir had everything ordered, and seeing how his attention was diverted, Drinks waddles off, and starts lifting cargo. Without much muscle to her bone, her flabby arms had difficulty carrying more than one crate at a time. But she managed.**