"Suat Adimen of Rana" she replied to Ryv, and proceeded to incline her head into what was almost a bow. "It is a pleasure to meet you." She tightened the red sash about her waist to secure her black outer clothes more from the wind and cold. "Well, that city down there has a pretty good black market in weapons, amongst other things. That's why I'm here." She silently fussed with her clothes for a few more minutes while thinking. She didn't doubt that Jkelo, the charming Ryv, and hopefully his crew deserved freedom, it was just that she wasn't sure how deeply she wanted to be involved in this decision. "Jkelo," she began, having made up her mind, "if you could just move your ship a bit so I can get inside my house, I might have a cloaking device for you. If I haven't sold it... I can't quite recall what I did with it."