<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">@Harlo</div><div class="spoiler_body">Grok laughed, "Little man. You're about as appealing to me as a Varisian sandworm. But tell you what, I like your style. I won't give you your stuff back, but whenever we'll be boarding a ship, which will be soon enough, I'll lend you your equipment" She snorted then waved him off. "Go back to your job before plugg finds you here and finds reason to use his cat."</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">@Sticks</div><div class="spoiler_body">"You're a funny little kid. Shame is I got no books." She waved around. "Last one got bought this morning. One of the crew. Says she's a priestess. Charming girl though. Not too bad on the eyes either. But here. Let me give your boyfriend's little tool back. I'm sure he'll find ways to use it."<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">action</div><div class="spoiler_body">Grok hands sticks Dwayne's traveler's tool</div></div></div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">@Dwayne</div><div class="spoiler_body">Fishguts looks at Dwayne. "Ah, so you must be what Scourge sent me to 'elp aye?" He waved around. "Lucky for you, most of the food's done. Just make sure it don't burn. Come 'ere boy, lets get some 'air on that there lady chest of yours."  He grabbed a bottle of rum, and poured them both a shot. "I've been on this ship way too long kid, and it ain't all good either." Ambrose spends the next two hours rambling about his past, and finally dozes off, giving Dwayne a chance to look around. As he bumps into Sandara, she looks at him conspiratorially. "Shh. shut up don't talk about our Bosun like that. He's a fine man." She whispered "Never know who's listening. When you go downstairs tonight, I left a package in your locker. Don't go until after dinner though or someone'll suspect you. Remember you have friends aboard. We cannot do much now, but when the time is right I'll stand with your group"  And with that she walks off.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">@Izora</div><div class="spoiler_body">Aretta looked at Izora and seemed quite upset. "You stupid pointy eared bitch. Get your hands of me before I get master scourge to give you a whipping. Though you'd probably enjoy it."She spat at Izora, and then walked away.</div></div>