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As the dockworkers invigorated themselves to getting the job done and making as much use of their newfound help as possible, Isabella resolved herself to ensuring that even if not exactly her first choice, she would not slack either. Both hands caught hold of the boat as it came in, assisting in guiding it to rest at the pier and looking over the catch. She recognized the fish well enough, a staple food of the region and migrating in with the change in seasons. It had been a decent bit since she had done any ocean fishing, but the Indigo Herring was familiar with her and so she knew how to handle the writhing net a little better.

Putting both hands into the net, she grabbed hold of the thicker strands and motioned for X'gihl to take up the other side. [color=0072bc]"One quick, but strong motion. Otherwise with all of them flopping about in the net, they'll take us in one way or the other. I'm sure you don't want to go for a swim about as much as I would, and we shouldn't spill the catch they worked hard on."[/color] Waiting on him to signal his readiness, she would brace herself carefully, and do a three count before hefting the entire net with him over into the cart with a dull thud of fish meeting wood.

[color=0072bc]"Wasn't too bad, a pretty good haul too."[/color] Isabella commented, standing upright and brushing her hands off against the leather underlayer of her armor exposed along the sides of her legs. Fishing in bulk and with a net didn't nearly have as much of the sport to it that she liked personally, but these people had to eat and this was how many of the coastal towns made a living. [color=0072bc]"Anyways, though Galfridus was who we were looking to talk to for Lyveva, you seem to know quite a bit about the goings on and are right here, so I don't suppose we could trouble you for some assistance in that matter?"[/color]

[color=0072bc]"Right now all we really have to go on is that another Highlander was responsible, or believed to be responsible for seizing the title to their company house, and that he was preparing to put it and everything inside on auction fairly soon. From the looks of things up at the square, it feels like he intends to do so by end of day."[/color] Pausing for just a moment, her expression went pensive as she thought back to Lyveva's description of the man in particular in order to be sure she had the details correct. [color=0072bc]"Otkar was his name, had two scars on his face and fairly recognizable I would say by the description we were given. And if thieving someone's home out from under them wasn't bad enough, we were also told he's a habit of parading about as a flame sergeant in order to seem more legitimate."[/color]