As the rain settles, the flag for the ferry is finally raised.
A motley assortment of supplicants, applicants and envoys head
toward the docks.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 1):

Oly follows the growing crowd looking for a purse to lift.

In reply to Oly (msg # 2):

A large damp merchant bumps another passenger and then immediately pats a heavy pouch,
before trying to press further ahead.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 3):

Oly moves close, a small blade between his fingers and he checks to be sure of what sort of connection holds the purse to his belt. If leather, or thin rope, he moves to lift it with out bumping the man, but waiting until he is slightly distracted or bumped by another.

[Private to GM: 09:51, Today: Oly rolled 12 using 3d6. Perception (by 2). 09:51, Today: Oly rolled 8 using 3d6. Pickpocket. (by 7)]
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In reply to Oly (msg # 4):

The furse falls heavily into your hand, as the guardsman on the dock leans in to talk
to a well dressed woman boarding the ferry next to an acolyte in purple robes.
[Private to Oly: checking it here?]

In reply to Narrator (msg # 5):

No, sliding away and getting lost ...

Oly takes a couple of turns and looks for a quiet spot with a decent view of anyone approaching, when clear, He then empties the purse into his and into a pocket or two to distribute it around and look for anything out of the ordinary. As soon as the purse is empty, it gets thrown into a nearby bush (I am assuming it isn't especially unique). Oly then does his best to get lost ... He'll go into an out house somewhere away from here and the docks, bar the door and look at his gain in more detail. He will move any valuable coin around to various hiding spots in his clothing.

Seeing the rain finally stopped Zarrat makes his way to the dock. Package held gingerly infront of him. A crowd starts to form as passengers gather to board the ferry. Joining them he glances in their direction assessing them in a way to prevent colliding with any and having the items crushed. Ahead he spots Oly milling about the group following a well proportioned fellow. Turning he glances behind him to judge if he'll be crowded in. ooc if so he'll lift the parcel up to avoid accidentally being crushed. Boarding the barge he finds a place he suitable place to be away from sea spray and splashes.
This message was last edited by the player at 01:51, Fri 17 Oct 2014.

The passage on this sail barge is slow, but thankfully not overlong.
After paying a $2 boarding fee, you quickly found a place toward the rear that was
Less damp and filthy than the rest. While your view of the island is limited,
Your view of the city is not, and what a view it is.

In reply to Narrator (msg # 9):
Seated towards the back of the barge Zarrat takes the opportunity to assesses the other passengers. [Private to GM: Are there any obviously wealthy individuals ie well dressed, with bodyguards eth If any of the passengers start up a conversation with them he will recopricate ]After they arrive at the Barons Isle he lingers aboard the barge allowing all passengers to disembark. [Private to GM: Once ashore Zarrat makes his way to the Chambers inquiring where he can find Hallic]

In reply to Zarrat (msg # 10):

A gentleman in fine quality clothing gives you the nod as he moves away from some of the lesser passengers.
This message was last updated by the player at 11:09, Sat 18 Oct 2014.

In reply to Lamont duClaire (msg # 11):

Zarrat returns the gentlemans nod greeting him cordially

In reply to Zarrat (msg # 12):

"Well met, friend. what is your business with the baron?"
you note his serving man has a small casket in hand.