Maeltheron raises a finger to his lips in an attempt to silence his new boisterous companion.
Shhhhhhhhh....
As he does so he looks around the tavern to see just how noticeable they have become.
Perception:
He lowers his voice to Marious.
Let's keep it down, friend, it would be best if we keep a low profile after your recent escapades, and we have a better chance of attracting profitable work if we are less noticeable. Some individuals would rather have their most expensive endeavors performed by those with a degree of secrecy and confidentiality.
Stick with me, and I have the feeling that you will have plenty of fun, at least what I believe you call fun.
"Who shalt lead us?"
what happened?
In a fit of despondence, Flori throws herself over the side of the ship, and drowns herself due to the utter meaninglessness of her life.
"Don't mourn for me," she gasps as she goes under. "Organize!"
JamesF - Knock - Knock!
"My sweet Flori!"