For a time there was nothing said, moving down halls and passers by there were a few other figures at the freeport in the same robes without helmets seemingly there waiting next to a vary plain and simple looking Dromedary BW transport. No insignia was on the ship but the robed figures now three were about to board the ship.
"My Rapier is a mess. So this is... I suppose what you'd call the church bus. Nothing extraordinary which is precisely what we will need to land at rancho viejo without the navy feeling a need to interrogate."
The other two figure disappeared inside via the freight entrance.
