The destination coming into view.   The crew scrambling and pulling in the sheets of sail.   Fighting the somewhat strong winds  For during the course of strong winds.   The ship has been veering towards shallow sandbars leading into the port.    The captain is awol within her cabin.   Yet it is competent crew mostly who know how to sail.   Veterans of the sea and life as such.<br/><br/>Those still up on the main deck.   See the bay and city of Ilizmagort coming into view on the horizon.   Of course the sea has grown rougher.  A head of a storm coming.    It appears thou the Gilded Lady will out run the storm and make port in a few hours.<br/><br/>Other shipping can be seen going into the bay and leaving the bay.   As the city of the red Mantis bustles with trade activity.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/2d/a3/d6/2da3d61bf38669bf9f5e67be37d833be.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Red Beard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=251193.msg12416681#msg12416681)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Captain's quarters >>>> top deck side<br/><br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong>The wind picks up 15 to 20 mph,  with a squall line of clouds rolling in and gusts that buffet the sails with 30 to 40 mph blasts.   The roll of the ship now bouncing more pronouncing.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Red Beard would come out of her cabin.   She take stock of the situation.    Looking around at the ant like working organization of the ship. Sailors scrambling up the rigging,  across the deck.   Pulling on lines.     In another hour the ship will be in port.<br/><br/>An speaking of port,  she has decided that more of them should go.  Still the ones that she had named will be the ones to meet with the contact.   As for herself and the others as support.   For something just did not feel right with her on this.<br/><br/>WIth such thought,  as she notices the armed escort that now moved in along either side of the Gilded Lady.<br/><br/>