take a breath of myth and mystery / weekly task+ gifts from the typhoon

[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]They Typhoon was an ally, she knew that from information she had been picking up here and there. It was a group of pirates who were not as trustworthy as she believed them to be or as most would think. Rather that was a good thing or a bad thing was yet to be determined but she was keeping a well guard gaze upon them. It was the job she was used to doing. Surveying and reconnaissance which was information keeping. Her body moved slowly toward the group and she picked up that this kid here was only here on business. But there seemed to be some leisure thrown into here. The mention of family names and the like tossed forth and she tilted her head a bit. Mortem. She'd heard the name before but had thought nothing of it and to an extent she never thought much of last names. Though this place...these Rosebloods seemed to value such a thing and separate themselves possibly on that notion. Regardless the woman would look over the items that were there before she sat down and angled her ears forward.

The female waited with bated breath as they conversed before she found a way to introduce herself, dipping her head before her orange red eyes narrowed on the child. "Kind of dangerous for a kid to travel so far alone by himself. Shouldn't you have brought an adult in case something happened." She counted him lucky that nothing had happened this time but traveling across large stretches of water to get here was a bit dangerous in her book. But good on him that he survived at all. Still, her face was a bit severe but welcoming as she looked back to the items and went forward to push a few around and take note of what was in there. "Name's Blueridge by the way. It's a pleasure to meet you."