<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xVOh4uv.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Aloisa Kriechjagd<br/><strong>Location: </strong>The Charolette, The Deck<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Light Crimson Sarong covering legs and hips, black silk sash "covering" her chest<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Speculation on weather<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Eloise<br/><hr/><br/>Aloisa grinned at Eloises playfulness, nodding solemly  as she looks around, "Well, then I shall have to keep my ears open least there proves to be more then rumor..." She looked to Danae briefly before looking around with a frown, casting out her senses, eyes closing a moment as she tunes out the crowd and crew..<br/><br/>They open again as Jacqueline and Danae spoke up nodding, "The Mists are no thing to be trifled with. Their Miasma seems to feed the souls of malfactors. Nights as this even in cities guards tend not to go out in a group of less then 7, and well armed.. It hides things best avoided.. Like the crackle of thunder like close to those early spring storms.. And it is always best to not speak of things foul, least they take notice and interest. With all respects I think it best that we conclude this business quickly and return below."<br/><br/>She looked around for a crew member to carry her concern of a storm to the captain or one of his mates, it was likely they knew already if something was coming, but better safe then sunk.