Praxis sighed heavily as she walked off the ship and onto the docks of Venocrys34. Asearin seemed anxious, but then again, it could just be a dragon-person thing for all she knew. Honestly, the trip hadn't been all roses for Praxis either. She pulled her hat down low over her eyes as she normally did and moved out of the way of anyone trying to disembark after her. Draxis stopped beside her sister, a bag over her shoulder and very plain clothes covering her identical frame. Her hair and the scar that crossed her face (and Praxis's) were covered with a plain, dark blue scarf to match her dress. "What's first on the agenda?" "I went over the agenda with you yesterday." She rolled her eyes. "I know, Praxis. I want to know what part you want me to play in things today." "We're looking for the Conotox. Find their base of operations and let me know where it is." "Are you going to take both of them with you?" "If you could take the Arbiter with you..." "Oh, the one that thinks I'm hotter?" She smirked. Praxis finally turned to eye her twin. "Unless you want the dragon who likes to throw his money around before I have time to negotiate." "He seems nicer. Maybe we should let the boys pick." She turned around and grinned at Asearin and Nix. "Who wants to come with me and who wants to go with Grumpy Gills here?" Grump-er-Praxis rolled her eyes and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "Make your decision fast. We have an agenda to keep." Hardly. She just wanted to get their business done there quickly so she could get a drink. Ok, honestly, she didn't want to leave a young girl in the hands of slavers any longer than she had to, but she wouldn't admit she had a heart. That was what Draxis was for.