Throk

Standing near one side (starboard? port? bah, why can't they use left and right?), Throk watches the hustle and activity. He overhears the two Eladrin speaking, but doesn't recognize any of the names. He does, however, get a chuckle at the nausea of the highborn. He'd had to take small boats across the harbour at times, smuggling was all part of the business, and this big ship was barely moving compared to a rowboat inrough waters .

At the call for departure, he takes one last scan of the crowds on the docks, checking for any cloaks. He then turns to watch the sailors, trying to figure out why they did what they did. It's a little game that he likes to play with himself, even if hs seldomly wins.