Kilith glanced over his shoulder and looked across the room at Sharee at another table. She did seem busy with another potential recruit at the moment, though if it was another recruit approaching her, he doubted she would mind being disturbed. He turned back and refocused his attention on the Bosmer. “Yeah, she is quite the drinker, quite fun at parties. I doubt you would have to try as hard with her as you are with the barmaid, if you were so inclined. On the other hand, she can have a real temper if you catch her in the wrong mood. Just…be careful not to cross her. She’s over at that other table talking to that Breton, another potential recruit I’m guessing.” 

Sharee leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms and waiting for the Breton to finish answering the question. “Well, as long as you’re not strict on staying on the ‘right’ side of the law, I got something that will be very profitable. I don’t know if you’ve ever sailed before, but I’m sure you can imagine the value of what something like an Aldmeri trading vessel might carry, right? You would be part of the crew that attacks said vessel, and for the first job, you would get double the normal cut.” Sharee said before leaning in closer. She fully intended to attack Imperial vessels as well as Aldmeri ones, but she found that Imperial guards and other Imperial. officials cared little if they overheard her planning attacks on Dominion properties. 

“Now, the catch is I don’t have the vessel yet, but you remember the view from shore last night of the harbor? I’m also sure you can imagine how I might want to rectify that issue.” She whispered.