„As I said, no experrience on ships, but if I can help I will.“

Alley shrugs. 

„So how do we best get you up therre?“

she addresses Sariel.

"I've been worrying about that, too." Sariel smiles at Alley, unease clearly painted on her face. 

"I can probably climb a rope ladder with 1 leg dangling, but it'll take a while and you may hear some distinctly unladylike language come out of me." She blows out a controlled breath, to steady herself. "No one tell my mom, OK?"

“Will give you jobs when we are up there, how we get up, though, we will just tie and pull up the rowboat”

”the name is Valasar, by the way”

Alley nods to Valasar.

“In-The-Darrk-Alley. Alley forr shorrt will suffice.“

To Sariel she continues, chuckling slightly:

“I am prretty surre no one is expecting you to be ‚ladylike‘.“

Sariel frowns. "What is that supposed to mean?" She asks, defensively

„That most of us don’t look like noble folks.“

"Oh, well..." Sariel glances down at her clothes, visibly rumpled and dishevelled from travel and their ordeal. "Well..of course you're right..." And she self consciously tries to brush her hair out of her face. "Of course not."

The closer you get to the ship, you start to realize there is a lot of damage to it, but it isn’t from cannons, the wood is slightly charred 

"Excuse you, darling, but I always look like royalty." Sam says to alley, vaguely gesturing to his chest and face.

„Depends on Rroyality of what, I guess...“

Alley comments dryly.

“Say, Valasarr, yourr ship seems to have been thrrough some rrough waterrs so to speak. That frrom that fog as well?“

Hey, going on a DM break RN, again, should be back on Monday 

(Aight. Character interaction time!)

”Excuse you, my fellow feline friend, but just what are you insinuating there?” Sam asks Alley, raising his eyebrow and smirking.

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„Depends on Rroyality of what, I guess...“

Alley comments dryly.

“Say, Valasarr, yourr ship seems to have been thrrough some rrough waterrs so to speak. That frrom that fog as well?“

 “No, we are not sure” (I can post for a bit)

Bandorchu smirks back.

“Well, I don’t know what you arre, but Tabaxi you‘rre not. So, ye might be rroyal wherre you come frrom. If so, ye brrought some exotic habits.“

“I’m not a royal, no, but I’m sure I could have any princess or prince I desire if I so decide” Sam responds

„You know what, I give you that, prretty boy. You have prroven as much.“

"I imagine the average nobleman's daughter may be less prone to your charms than you imagine," Sariel replies drily. 

„I would be carreful, lady. He might take that as a challenge.“

Alley winks at Sariel.

Sam dramatically stage gasps, immediately jumping up. In a jokingly offended tone, he says “You dare offend my irresistible charms, my brilliant wit? Why, then I shall just have to convince you of their effectiveness! Mark my words, darling, you will be wooed!”

Sariel looks at Alley. "I've made a terrible mistake. Rescue me." She gestures to the water around the rowboat. "It's not like I can make a run for it, even with my injured leg."