It's so noisy...

Caimhe stretched on her comfortable basket and yawned, before shaking her head and sticking her tongue out. Lee's comfortable petting had stopped, which was a royal disappointment, she'd have everyone know. The warforged knew how to ticke her most comfortable spots! Alas, it was probably time to pay the piper what's due. She ambled on out and padded along on all fours, sniffing a little as she glanced over to the Ambassador. While theirs wasn't the most airtight of operations, she had to wonder how they had someone on their tail so quickly. Could there have been someone tipping them off, perhaps? Ah, the questions...

Up on deck, the wolf let out an unsatisfied purr as she kept low and out of sight, peering towards the other ship. Curious, a relic with three rings. Was there any clue to be had from that, perhaps?

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Arcana, perhaps? (1d20)[16] +9 if so, or if it's History (+8) or some other skill...?