Answering @lcvetapped open starter
Bilgewater really lived up to its name. The moment Samira stepped a foot on land after the tedious seatrip, her nose wrinkled in disgust.The air smelled densely of death fish, poor hygiene & humidity. So much so the points of her hair began twisting and the sweat made her leather clothes stuck uncomfortably against her skin. It wasn't like the blazing sun of Shurima burning her skin but making everything so dry it cracked; No, so much worst. It filled her lungs and she'd practically be breathing salt and water. " Okay, guys. You know the drill. We find what we need and before they notice, we are back at home drinking cold beer and playing darts at our favourite noxian bar. Let's go. " Her few teammates grunted a response but she was already gone into the busy streets of the port like it wasn't the first time she was there, her black cape protecting her figure and ondulating on her way up the infinite stairs.
Her stealthy advance worked just fine around the passerbies -which were mostly merchants and not so innocent looking themselves -. None taking account of the newcomer as everybody was minding their own business.' Well, if we ignore the bloody smell of sea snakes and the lack of horizontal terrain, this place isn't so bad… Now, where is the best place to find the most important captain of a port? Aha! ' Coming into view, a pretty busy canteen appeared by the end of the principal docks, the laughter and loud music filling the night. Not even an hour later, she found her way around the drunken sailors indulging herself in the famous regional rum and a few games, including cards and arm wrestling. The last one with a man apparently called Rafen. He gave quite a fight and they were even in points. "Remember our bet. I win and I get an audience with the big boss. " With a thud she leaned on her elbow ready for the last round. Needless to say, that's how she found herself in this situation: arms handcuffed behind her back, relaxing with her legs crossed and looking more confortable that she should by the confident smile portrayed. " Capt'n oh capt'n. What an honour. " she was expecting some old bearded man, not a beautiful ginger with looks that could kill. Indari said before that she'd like this secret mission but it exceeded her expectations by far. This was getting better and better.
" You have a lovely place here. Really welcoming. Loved the booze. " stating casually, not getting to the point of her visit just yet.









