Gondrith stood, and leaning across the table, her ample breasts nearly spilling out of her breastplate, extended her hand.  "I'm sure whatever accommodations ye have will be fine.  I get along ok with jess about everyone, an yer the cap'n so's I'll do as ye say even on the off chance I don't like a crewmate.  I worked fer years in a smith next ta a fellow dwarf I couldn't stand, an he never knew it.  Professionalism an all that, eh?<br/><br/>After shaking Doxi's hand, a firm grip, strong but not so much that it seemed as if she was trying to show her strength, she stood back up and said, "all me money is safe in the House Kundark banks, but I don't spend or own a lot.  Me rucksack's magic an' everything I need is already right in there with me.  Jess gotta send a runner boy off ta me ol' job to let em know I got this job.  They knew I were comin, so don't worry, there's no bad blood on that.  After that I'm ready to set sail or scrape the hull, or anything in between."   Gondrith paused, "Though an airship probably don't have barnacles to scrape, do they?"<br/><br/>Doxi couldn't help but chuckle at this woman's attitude.  No, of course they did not, and she had to have known that.<br/><br/>"Well then, I'm ready to take orders however ye like cap'n."  She said, and looked at the rules of the ship, which included initiation, "However ye like."