Tenebrous Orlok stepped off the ramp of the ship as the Docking Clerk approached, two guards at his back. She didn't find them especially threatening -- merely a human and a dwarf, and what could such as they do against her? -- but they represented the authority of the island's Council, and its combined capacity for violence. So she waited, and presented the ship's manifest to the clerk.
"I'll need to examine the cargo," the human said, looking with only faint curiosity at the tips of her wings where they rose over her shoulders.
"Of course," answered Tenebrous. "Welcome aboard the Black Diamond." Her smile was charming; she knew because she'd practiced it. She was memorable enough in herself; she didn't need additional attention, especially with what her ship actually carried.
"We'll confirm the cargo, process the fees, and be out of your hair as quickly as we can manage," said the man, with a small but respectful nod.
"Follow me, then," Tenebrous told him. "I am in no hurry, but my crew are eager for shore leave and this must be settled first."
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