Pathfinder2e The Spurned hath no fury like alchemy

Logrith unfurls the writ and holds it out for viewing.

Carth, who is an undemanding passenger, asks Cee-Cee when he comments on the new moon deadline.

"Captain, you seem to know more about this than we do. Why would such a lethal timing be placed on tax collectors and then not explain to them? Surely, he must want the taxes actually collected and returned to him? If we just die in the street on the way, whatever we've collected will be scavenged faster than a dead fish on the beach."

Carth will continue to engage him, and try and draw out anything that the ship captain knows about the prior witless victims and Darth Dillweed's true plans.

Carth thanks the captain her tears. "You're a good woman, Captain Cee-Cee. We'll do our best to thank you properly. After the new moon." With a sharp whistle, his steed kicks off the pretend hobbles and high steps over, it's large hooves clopping sharply on the deck, almost as it it is playing a game.

He pats his neck and leads him off the deck.

Mara smiles as she watches the men interacting with the ships officers, she finishes tying her bags closed, then looks at the three at the end of the wharf.

Grabbing the reigns of her horse she whistles at Logrith at Sudamon before nodding towards the strangers.

Mara walks towards them pulling her headdress back up as she approaches them, "Gentlemen," she says with a nod, "you appear to be here with purpose, perhaps I may be of assistance."

I thank you sir! This no doubt will prove very helpful since the odds seem to be quite stacked against us.
Logrith places the amulet on his left arm and he and the bear disembark.

Mara smiles and offers her half bow half curtsy to the men, "Lord Mayor, evidently word travels faster than the winds in Saltshore. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

She looks dubiously at the soil kicking at the salt with her boot and then at the men, "You managed to grow something? In this? You are a talented set of individuals indeed."

Mara looks back at Sudamon and Logrith, "Where are my manners? This is Sudaom Carth, bravest knight in Taldor, Logrith Stormbrew, finest beard on the inland sea, White Claw, and I am Marashepsut Numara, not a terribly Elvish name I know. Please, grant me a moment to bid our captain and her crew farewell before accompanying you."

Mara quickly heads back to dock to Captain Cee Cee and Kaldar, she kneels down and gives each of them a hug in turn, "Thank you both for the use of your ship and I am terribly sorry for any inconvenience we have causes you. How does the saying go? Fair winds and favourable seas to you both."

Carth offers to clap hands with the mayor and his men. "Thank you for the offer. We can afford only a little time for the pleasantries of life, but tea would be most divine." He begs a moment to check his horses legs for strain; the rolling of the waves can cause tension to form in the forelocks. Happy to find his caution unwarranted, he takes the reins lightly in one hand to lead the fierce stallion.