[center][h1][color=IndianRed]Nylah Aldaos[/color][/h1][/center]

Nylah scanned the crowd as quickly as she could, standing at the edge of a sea of people moving to and from the wide variety of shops. [i]"This is useless... Ah, screw it."[/i]

Her plan of being more discreet was immediately thrown out the window. She needed to find the group if she wanted to make any money. Standing here she wouldn't be able to tell anyone apart, especially not at her average height. With her decision made, she pushed her way through the crowd and made her way toward the docks. One of the ships sails ought to provide her with enough height for an aerial view of the whole marketplace. Perhaps she could even figure out which ship belonged to the outlaw. 

[color=IndianRed]"'Scuse me... 'scuse me... pardon..."[/color] Nylah muttered under her breath as she maneuvered her way through the crowd, not exactly sorry about pushing people out of her direct path to the port. [color=IndianRed]"On your left..."[/color] She slid herself in between two burly men as she reached the other side of the crowd of people, her eyes suddenly catching a group of men sitting around a table for a game of dice. Lo and behold - there was her bounty! She grinned, relieved that she hadn't had to climb a sail just yet. Time to put on the facade again. 

[color=IndianRed]"There you are!"[/color] She exclaimed in her most girlish tone, hurrying over to his side. [color=IndianRed]"You're a hard man to get a moment with, aren't you?"[/color] She refrained from saying his name out loud to be heard by so many ears; you never knew who exactly could be listening. The men around the table looked up from the game, eyeing the elf up and down with curiosity. [color=IndianRed]"I was hoping you would just give me a chance. I promise I could be of use on your crew!"[/color]