Matrim shook his cup absently at passerby's his real focus on the dock not he empty tin cup. This had been his routine for the last 4 days, set up somewhere that was near the docks and had a good view of the ships unloading. Not many people cared about beggars much less wanted to interact with them, it was the perfect disguise for his purposes. It was surprising how many morons flocked to a call for heroes. Even more surprising was how few were anything resembling impressive. The hours were mostly uneventful a few people that looked like they could handle themselves passed through but nothing spectacular, nothing he couldn't by with enough coin. It was around noon when he saw the first thing that caught his attention in the week he had been on this island. A tiger. A real tiger. Disembarking the boat next to a woman, an elf if he was not mistaken.<br/><br/>"Now that is interesting." Matrim muttered to himself. He watched the elf and the tiger as they moved of to the side, the elf taking a seat on a crate her tiger sitting beside her. Not long after a catfolk walked up and started talking to her. This day was full of surprises. First a tiger than a fellow rapier user. It didn't take long for the elf to stand up and start moving into the city after the catfolk walked up to her. Pulling out a potion of disguise self Martim drank it with a smile anyone who looked would see an older human man his face dirty and his hair white and unkempt. Satisfied that his potion worked Matrim started moving after the elf with the tiger. As he walked past the cat folk Matrim bumped into him and lifted his purse before walking off like nothing happened.<br/><br/>Matrim chuckled as he hefted the purse, the catfolk was surprisingly wealthy perhaps he wouldn't miss a few coins, and it would be hard to find an old beggar man that didn't exist. Sticking the purse into a pocket Matrim moved through the crowd following the elf with the tiger.