<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/IzKNJv3.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong><strong>Jacqueline de Fronsac</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=307047.msg14944687#msg14944687)<br/><strong>Location: </strong><em>Mercy</em><br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Sensible Adventuring Clothes<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Adventure<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Jacqueline exchanged a meaningful look with Danae. The noblewoman's face had hardened as well, her stoic appreciation of the rescue rapidly spiraling down into suspicion and mistrust of this situation.<br/><br/>She stood and moved to stand at the other side of Colleen, slipping an arm about the pretty thing's waist, standing hip to hip with the woman she held her tightly, motioning with her eyes to Danae and indicating for her to do the same from the other side.<br/><br/>"Yes, I believe Miss Colleen your duties as a cook are fulfilled, and now it is time for you to show us this cargo of yours." She said sternly, in a voice that would brook no opposition. "After all a group of ladies taken aboard a ship deserve to see that their transport is fitting of their station after all." She squeezed Collen tightly with that hand about her slender midsection. "Point the way." She said with iron in her words. "Quickly." She was obviously not about to let go.