Mecham, a former pirate ship captain and smuggler (though it was uncertain whether he was a former smuggler or a current one), merely waved his arm at Amron, a dismissive smile curling his lips. "Dockside will be ready for you and yours, little lady," he said to Lhurriel, giving her a nod. "My own people can move the goods, but we're not as agile or fleet-footed as I hear Amery's - now your - people are," he said kindly. She almost jerked when she heard his voice, slightly startled; for all that he was muscular and burly, his voice was as rich and deep as any bard's.<br/><br/>Lhurriel smiled back despite her surprise, ducking her head to hide the blush that slid over her cheeks. She was confident in her abilities as a thief, of course, but it was quite something else to hear someone else say so.<br/><br/>"Just remember that of all the places, the Guards stationed at the docks are less easy to fool than most," Dahlziel commented. Lhurriel had heard of him even in rumor; it was rumored that he'd formerly been a very high-ranking officer in the Guard, though nobody knew why he no longer was one.<br/><br/>"Do you have any suggestions for what we can do?" Lhurriel piped up, scrutinizing the layout of the map. "Raymond and I have worked together for years - we and a few other pairs in our district have developed some interesting tag-team distraction techniques that I'm sure we could put to use." She nodded and made her own contributions, less intimidated by her status as a new member as more of the other Rogues spoke up and added their own thoughts.<br/><br/>Fallar, seated next to Amron, glanced over at the Lord of Thieves, wondering what he made of her. He had no doubt that she had already graced his bed once, if not multiple times. "Do you think she'll be able to stick with the plan? You do know that she was Amery's lover, and he hers... is it wise to involve her at this stage?"