The deal
"Well that is the question isn't it? Its not my ship, and it don't belong to the people who have it now. The owners were thieves and might well have stolen it themselves and most likely they're feedin' the fishes about now." He taps a his fingers absently on the table. "Rosie will like as not have only a token force aboard her, and as I've said the ship doesn't really have an owner, so if I tell you where to find her that will make her yours." He considers some more obviously trying to decide how much to say and finally just having out with it. "You see its like this, a competitor of mine, one Rosie Blackthorn happened on the merry band of rogues and them being better at thieven than sailin' she soon had their toys and their goods. Now as luck would have it, one of my special lads, a very talented fellow I can tell you, managed to take these things on the list off her ship as she came into the 'Rest with her none the wiser." He pauses for a refill of your beer. "Now technically, me and Rosie have an understanding and she and I don't pick from each others berry patch, but she left this box of trinkets sitting by an open window while she was talking about the raid and the ship. So my lad who was just alongside for a listen, well he gets it in his head to take the box." Another pause, clearly such honesty does not come easy for Giraldi. "Now I've got a delimma. I've got this box of goods, and if any of it gets seen around the 'Rest, Rosie's gonna start asking questions. Now we don't want to be feudin' me an Rosie, 'cause that's just bad for business you see?" Another long pause as he drinks and considers. "So I'm thinking that if I can make this little box disappear and then the boat goes away too, Rosie she'll think maybe there was more to those Rogues that she realized. That maybe one of them was hiding on her ship somehow and took the magic and made his way back to the boat and just sailed on home. Me and my lads, well, we got no ship, we got no pretty magic baubles and if we're drinkin' better booze this month well, the Masque was profittable for lots of fellows in the 'Rest." He makes an open handed gesture. "You see my situation. Now I'm thinking that if Captain Stormwarden solves my little problem and gets himself a profitable cargo of magic items and pretty little boat in the deal, then next time his speedy ship makes port here, then he's gonna be eager to see his buddy Captain Giraldii." Another sip of beer, but not so much of a pause now that the the story is out. "So its like this unless all those pretty magic baubles go away, there's not much point in me getting rid of that little boat. If you'll buy all those things in the box for the price I've given, I'll throw in the map for" you think he was gonna say 'free', but his tongue balked at the unatural word and it came out as "fifty gold." He ends with a pronounced sigh and a heafty swallow of beer.