[[Climb +4, so not gonna bother to roll to descend. Also, without everyone here, kinda not really feeling going back to that long-lost scene...]]<br/><br/>As the meeting breaks up, Alizome simply disappears from the rest of the group as they left- though in truth, she just slipped into the shadows of an alleyway and used her talents to not be obviously There. Prophecy or no, she was a suspicious little thing- and so, until time to leave, she kept a weather eye on their employer as best she could, tracking entries, exits, and- if he left- tailing him. She wanted to know as much as she could about who was paying her- that was a general principle she tried to hold to in life, and had saved hers more than once. [[<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/117081">Stealth</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+17</span><span style="font-weight: bold">22</span>]]<br/><br/>When the appointed hour comes, Alizome shows up at the docks without ceremony or particular showiness, letting her hood down so her ears could twitch and swivel without being restrained. No need for stealth here, after all. As the introductions finish, she gives a little half-bow instead of a curtsy; "Alizome d'Thuranni, captain." She does keep the grin out of her face as the captain and first mate squabble, and adds, "I'd say I'm a notorious scoundrel, but I'd hate to start lying this early in a trip." She gives Lion a grin, and in an exaggerated whisper meant for all to hear adds, "I'm far too good at not being noticed to be notorious." She doesn't ask about Surkil being aboard already or not- like as not, she doesn't need to. Grinning, she hefts her small bag and moves down the gangplank at a good speed without notable difficulties.