"Someone was looking for you," a drunk, muscular man applying some paint to his fingernails says to Belmarniss as she walks by. "Drow girl."
She does her best to memorize the situation in there before she sneaks back to the carpet, makes sure she's remembered right where it is, and climbed aboard again.
And after a bit everyone else comes back too and they can fly a little ways away.
"I recognized two of the people we are tracking," Mahdi said. "One of the others we scried for is also on this ship, though I only saw him below deck when I scried."
"If they're taking weapons to Taldor we're not going to win any points by telling the Taldans about it."
"Is their shipment in violation of some treaty all by itself, or is this likely to be purely a matter of secrecy?"
"Cheliax can send Taldor ship cannons if they want to. Just - weird thing to want for some sort of internal dispute."
"Who would Cheliax want Taldor to pick a fight with - got any more of that Fox's -"
"Not that I've heard of. But it's between Taldor and Cheliax and one imagines Cheliax wants it back."
"The hypothesis here being - there's a Taldan faction taking Chelish support on the sly in exchange for future support taking Andoran?"
"Yes. I don't think it's actively likely, but there's a Taldan faction taking Chelish support for something and Andoran seems like a more plausible summary than anything else. - they've got no reason to bother us. I assume."