Anteron had just returned from grabbing his bag and had landed on the ship and turned off the invisibility when he heard someone pulling up in a wagon.<span style="color: #0000FF">Sounds like a fairly large wagon, with strong horses.</span>He noticed a woman was walking towards the ship and decided to stand and wait to see who it was.<span style="color: #0000FF">They're obviously here for either J.C. or Jeravous, I should probably wait just in case though.</span>He shrugged his shoulders, feeling his back on his left shoulder and the rifle slung there on the opposite shoulder, the throwing knives scattered along his body. She came up and asked:<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Have you seen the captain recently or know the whereabouts of the captain?"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>He looked at her carefully and smiled. "J.C. is this way ma'am. Though she's had some brandy, so be mindful. Also, don't insult Hell's Gate, her ship, she's VERY possessive of it. This way please." He smiled, turning invisible and jumping twenty feet ahead in a second and reappearing and walking naturally as if nothing had happened, seeing J.C. and Jeravous sitting and talking, still drinking.