Alyon followed Fraya down below as they came across the three men sitting around the candle light. The two of them were quiet as they snuck around like rodents, slipping in between the mountains of stock and goods until they reached a distance where they could hear the conversation they were having. It was fairly obvious that they had taken their job lightly as the words they spoke slurred with alcohol. The girl grinned as she thought up of a clever, but fun, situation on how to burn down this very ship.

Looking around at the stock and checking a few boxes, she finally came across several bottles of fresh drink. Being as careful as could be she pried off the cap and took a whiff before a sipping it to see what type of drink it was.

[color=7ea7d8][b]"Whoal!!! Damn that's strong!"[/b][/color] she whispered before offering it to Fraya for a taste. The expression that she got in reverse was something she couldn't comprehend. [color=7ea7d8][b]"Okay... if you don't want any..."[/b][/color] Alyon spoke, shrugging her shoulders and tipping the bottle upside down.

The contents started spilling on the floor creating a small puddle between them and as soon as the bottle was empty she repeated the same process. Grabbing a bottle, opening it up to have a sip, and offering it to Fraya before tipping the contents on the ground. Alyon repeated this several times before turning to a keg that was sitting all by it's lonesome. [color=7ea7d8][b]"I bet this one taste good as well!"[/b][/color] she winked as she pulled out the knife and stabbed the cork in the side, popping it out.

Within seconds the floor started to slosh with a small layer of liquid that covered the whole room. The rocking of the boat helped with the movement as it pushed the alcohol from one side of the ship to the other. Alyon grinned at her work as she picked up a full bottle and handed it to Fraya, pointing towards the candle that was sitting within view. [color=7ea7d8][b]"Would you care to do the honours?"[/b][/color]