"What I am and who I am does not matter right now. Maybe you will learn later, but for now, what I want you to do is to take me to the docks and show me which ship it is. I also want to know when it arrived and how long it has been here. If you want your revenge against that scum of a slaver, I need to know everything about that ship and its crew. Information is more powerful than any blade, so I want all of it." Sharee responded to the Khajiit. Normally, she would spare a target ship's crew if they surrendered and handed over their valuables. It was easier that way, with less casualties on her side, but she was not particularly fond of slavers. She had no qualms about executing at least the captain or rather, letting the Khajiit do it, provided he was helpful enough to earn it. 

Sharee didn't finish off her ale and instead corked the bottle to save it for later. She did not want to overwhelm her system with the sugar while she had things to do. The small amount she had already consumed would make it hard to concentrate. Standing up, she looked down at the Khajiit expectantly. "Come on, let's get moving. Try not to draw attention to us when we are down by the docks."