[[Oh, what the hell, I totally posted again and Elliquiy didn't register it.  I need to start paying more attention to that.]]<br/><br/>The admiral looks appraisingly at Larsen, a smile creeping across his features.  "I love that you ask the questions no one asks, Larsen, it keeps me on my toes.  The milk is perfectly legal in Sigil, but in Hestavar it is a controlled substance."  He opens his mouth to continue, but then stops, shaking his head slightly.  His inscrutable smile remains.<br/><br/>"You'll be paying Ruskin with a small wrought-iron-bound chest that will be loaded onto your longboat before you board.  Don't open it.  That's not an order; it's a piece of friendly advice.<br/><br/>"Red, you'll be leaving--" the admiral cuts himself off at the sight of Red scratching herself, sighing and rolling his eyes.  "Classy, Red.  You'll be leaving as soon as you are all ready.  Call it... well, Rothgar suggests two hours, and that seems fair.  Meet in the longboat bay in two hours.  The crew will know where to direct you.<br/><br/>"Any other questions?"  The admiral smiles in Larsen's direction.