Giles blinked, taken aback by being vocally assaulted with business in the midst of his errands.  Shuffling his burden in his arms to rebalance them, he warily eyed Rose and her compatriots in how bluntly they addressed him.  "Oooo-kay."  He said uncertainly as he tried to digest all that information and sorting out what was relevant.  "I'm afraid the next ship that is outfitted to take passengers isn't scheduled to depart until ten tomorrow morning.  Standard fare is twenty gold per person, but the captains of the vessels set their own rates.  If you make your way to the dockyard tomorrow morning, it should be easy enough to find a ship to take you to Blackwood and from there your options of transport to wherever you need to go will improve more significantly."