"To the ship, then". Niomah pulled her cowl tight around her, finished her mug of mead in a single swallow and followed the captain out of the door. Stepping close to rose, she spoke in a voice that only the thief could hear. "Ah, my light fingered friend. At least I hope we shall be friends. The captain of the guard has a scroll in a pocket under his cloak. If you were to retrieve it for me, I would be<em>very</em>grateful. In fact, I would owe you a big favour. Will you do this small thing for me?"<br/><br/>Her eyes glinted a bright green as they suddenly reflected a ray of light that caught only them in it's beam. She wondered whether to exercise a little magical charm on the woman to make her comply, but decided not, for now. It would be better for them all if Rose agreed to help her voluntarily. "If you will, then I shall distract him sufficiently for you to accomplish your task."