It is a long, grueling process of carrying the extra supplies on board, but the ship is loaded and ready just after sunset. Galandra was not able to get the captain to show her his map, but she learns that the ship is bound to go up the coast, north, about halfway to Tritower before it turns in to a river that is guarded by a barrier reef. It is another couple days on the river, through a rather inhospitable swamp before they get to the destination. Through careful watching and counting, she satisfies another question. There is the captain, a first mate, because there always is one, and four sailors on the Gator's Gullet. Therefore, the party is doubling up the number of people on board.
Umralar has done his assignment well. When he finally comes up from the bilge, he has six in the box. One of the regular sailors takes the box, rather quickly, and tosses a towel over it. "Thanks. That will do nicely."
Once everything has been stowed away, and the captain has done an inspection count to see that it is all there, "Allz righty. Time to feast! Eats up well, because tis the last good meal your gettin til we hit land again." The extra supplies have been crammed in so much that there is not a place to sit to enjoy the meal. But, bowls and mugs are handed out, and a feast of venison, strawberries, bananas and apples is on the cook's prep table. A barrel of cheap wine lies open to dip your mug into.
[sblock=ooc]It's night. The ship will be going out to sea at the crack of dawn. Since you are the protector's of the cargo, are you going to setup watches while you are still tied to the dock here in Venza?[/sblock]