<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6c/Wilma_bard.jpg)</div><strong>"Mmmm... tasty!"</strong>Wilma murmured approval of the meal, particularly of the nectar.<strong>"I could get used to having breakfast with you, Joe."</strong>She flashed the old man a brightly beautiful and devastatingly cheerful smile.<strong>"So...  dawn seems the best time for the airship to arrive."</strong>She noted.<strong>"If it comes in from the East the orcs might not even see it coming until it's right overhead."</strong><br/><br/>She licked a bit of sweet nectar from her lips as she considered that bit of information. Brushing a finger at the corner of her mouth to grab another drop, which she promptly liked from her fingertip, she continued.<strong>"If Emrys and I were to arrive at the gate half an hour before dawn, that would give us time to get past the gate guards, or at least distract them from noticing the ship's approach.  And it's not likely they're organized enough to process us fast enough to get us into the dungeons by then."</strong>