Watcher could almost hear the woman's facial expression when he told her about the pirates. Excitement, followed by the immediate realization that she probably wasn't going to get west anytime soon. And then interest. So she did want something to do. And she wanted money. That worked out just fine.

"Mmmm... what work?"

He shrugged and started walking away from the dock, talking over his shoulder.

"Anything and everything. We're all mercenaries here. And I'm the one who's got to keep reins on 'em all. The killers and thieves and merchants... oh, and the pickpockets. Forgot about them. We're all absolutely mad here."