Aleria smoothed out her dress after stopping. Taking a look around the harbour she wanted to find the Santa Lyrica. It had been a long and tumultuous day and frankly she was ready for some shade and peace and quiet. However after finding the ship she knew she was far from that. She quizzically eyed the large group of mismatched people, wondering what they had to do with anything at all. 

Sighing, she waved her hand, signaling for her two guards to stay back and she went forward to talk with anyone. Finding who looked like a ship hand she had a brief conversation about what was going on. 

[color=fff79a]“I was supposed to board the Santa Lyrica today, I was..assigned to this mission. I was supposed to be joining a group that was heading to the southern isles. The church deemed my presence crucial.”[/color] Aleria explained, rubbing her temples as she contemplated her devotion to her family. 

“Ah miss, you won’t be boarding this boat today. You see, the guards stopped the boat due to criminal stowaways. You know how it is, petty hold ups. Yah know, I think this is a whole load of bull but what can I do? Anyways you have a nice day miss!” The help said before scampering off, before Aleria could get a word in after. Exasperated she looked around wondering what she should do. 

Eventually her eyes settled back on the peculiar group she noticed earlier. They were close and they seemed ablaze with conversation. Lively bunch that’s for sure. She listened for a second before she heard some talk that seemed related to her and her assigned task. Quickly she walked over to the group and eyed out who seemed to be in charge. The one armed lady sitting on the dock had an intense aura about her. It exuded leadership and Aleria assumed she would be straight and blunt with her. Approaching the dock and intimidating lady ,she stood next to her and cleared her throat. Clasping her hands behind her back and standing straight she opened her mouth. 

[color=fff79a]“I apologize immensely for bothering you, but I must ask what is happening currently with the Santa Lyrica. I overheard your group talking and it seems we are fated to be on the same team. I was sent by the church.. reluctantly..”[/color] She muttered the last bit under breath. [color=fff79a]“I am a proficient healer and I hope to be of use. Pray tell where I should be going and what boat we shall be boarding instead?” [/color]