"Someone was looking for you," a drunk, muscular man applying some paint to his fingernails says to Belmarniss as she walks by. "Drow girl."
"I guess that'd be inconvenient. I hope I leveled, I guess I'll see when I prep tomorrow..." She flies after Fazil.
The people do not seem to be pirates! They seem to be a legitimate merchant vessel bound for Sothis and grateful for healing and any other help getting this badly damaged ship to its destination.
They can do a couple Mendings. "Tomorrow I can prep a Make Whole if we stick with them. We're going their way."
"Didn't get the sense they wanted us in Sothis because of a problem in Sothis, as opposed to because they didn't want us meddling with whatever's going on overseas."
"I do and you probably should, I imagine they'll have more useful advice if they actually know who they're advising."
"Whether we have their permission to go fight in Andoran, if there is a war."
"There would have to be an immediate threat to Osirion for the state to have the right to draft Mahdi and Hagan."
"I don't expect it but it'd just be a speed bump under the wrong circumstances and I think that's interesting."
"The main thing protecting us is that a 'draft' of high level adventurers is very nearly voluntary anyway. How would you enforce it? You could shame our families, pretty much, and it wouldn't shame our families much if people didn't feel like we'd done much wrong."