Sigil: City of Doors

At precisely 50 minutes before anti-peak, a Harmonium paramedic enters the Prison and sends word to a certain Namer...

"Inform Namer Dace Andor that our convoy is departing in exactly eighty minutes minutes, he best gather up his side of the deal and meet us behind the Barracks if he plans to tag along."

Should Dace turn up, he'd find quite a bit of movement behind the barracks, as a caravan consisting of two old wagons, pulled by a pair of dwarven ox each, was getting ready with its final preparations and check ups. The ones going with the caravan stood out with their lack of uniform, dressing as either common caravan guards or lower-class citizens. Overall, there were six people heading out with the caravan, the aasimar in Ilmateri robes standing out from between them all. Spotting Dace, she hands a notebook back to an officer and approaches him.

"It is good to see you here... whatever you managed to bring, put it in the second wagon, its still half-empty."

The messenger would have found a very pensive looking Dace, waiting in the main halls.

Guess the principals office will have to wait...

He nods to the messenger and goes further in to collect their supplies and his two colleagues, Rozalina and Leona.

"Convoy's ready to move out. Lets grab the goods and join up, over at the barracks. Remember; dress accordingly. No faction colors, and keep your badge covered if you have to bring it. Also, remember; this particular run's a Harmonium one, so lets not step on toes. Let them take point."

Leaning in a convenient patch of shadows, Rozalina's waiting by the Convoy, dressed in simple dark grey leather armor and a heavy black cloak with a hood. As Dace approaches she'd give a crooked smile.
" See? all cloak and dagger. Literally. No badge, best behavior."
She'd reach inside the cloak,tapping her swordbelt.
" Just in case other people aren't on theirs. Ready when you are."