The man she found nodded and would direct her to Keelan's ship. Below deck where the shrewd business mans office resided Keelan sat behind his large mahogany desk writing in one of his many log books, he had loads to prepare before it was official that he had the trade for Coheed. There was a knock at the door, "Yeah, what is it?"

"got a misses out here wants to talk to ya' lord Morrigan," the man replied giving Rhedara a pleasant smile, Keelan shut his book, "Bring her in."

Leaning back in his large back chair Keelan watched as the door opened and the woman was lead in, "Mister Healer I need that grain count, now," electric blue eyes said he wouldn't ask again and the man reacted promptly with a yes sir before exiting. Keelan didn't stand and grunted at her to take a seat, "What can I do for you miss?"

"Aye, I am, what do you know about shipping? Boats?" Keelan was rifling through a drawer his bright livewired eyes never left Miss Shannon, "You're a former soldier correct?" Keelan pulled from his drawer a stack of parchment papers, "Let's see," finally the electric stare left Rhedara as he looked through the stack of papers, he had information on Miss Shannon thanks to a close friend within the palace and Nevermere military who always made sure Keelan got first pick of retired or discharged soldiers, "Eighteen. Discharged," when he read that word he looked up at Rhedara then back, "Curses, you Witches sure have been challenged with discipline within those walls hmm? What's that about?"

Keelan grunted, a common response Rhedara would come to possibly find out, but he did respond, "You'll survive if you listen, that's my little nugget of advice for you Miss Shannon," returning his information on her back to the drawer he would exchange that with a coin purse which he tapped idly on the desk top as he stared once again at her, his blue eyes were fierce and most people said it looked like Keelan was staring through a person when he looked at them, "I can start you in as a deckhand but you will also be my shadow for the most part, you'll attend meetings with me. You'll take notes and when I'm not in need of you, you'll report to my second for duty on the ship," he offered the heavy sack of coins to her, "This is two weeks of pay in advanced, and you'll have a uniform ready tomorrow when you report to me. I'm not a bully so you won't have a reason to curse me, but you will respect my chain of command while you work for me. This is a good job, one of the best you will get I promise, given your discharge record, so show up and show your worth you'll go far," he wasn't finished so he sat back in his chair, "Do you got a husband? Children? Anything that would prevent you from traveling?"

"Yes that's exactly what I mean, a secretary but you won't be worked like a mule, if you can gain knowledge from this experience I'd say you would be more of a understudy," Keelan replied as he finally stood and made for his liquor cabinet, "Be courteous and let your man friend know that soon you'll be departing with me and the crew to Coheed," he poured them both a drink before returning his desk sitting hers down in front of her, "We are will be handling shipping of materials to Coheed for the expansion of Nevermere's new city. Once that's established I plan on expanding my business there as well, in time I know I will be needed there more to get everything up and running, if you are capable by then Miss Shannon I'll potentially need a face and mind to keep things here in Nevermere organized. Do you think that's something you can handle?"

"Because you are young, you can be managed and taught, which is something that surprises me about your release from the military that they can't handle a Witch," he could have smiled at her reaction to the drink, he was very sure she had never tasted such a finer whiskey, but he remained as stoned face as the moment she met him, "Plus...fuck that other guy, we have a term for men who act so hard to prove meaningless points, small dicks, he sounds like a small dick guy. Your actions tell me that you stand up for wrongs and you won't take any shit, even in the face of I'm assuming a superior? A noble probably? It doesn't hurt to have someone under my wing that'll smack me in mouth of the think I'm out of line," Keelan didn't have to think about his response in the slightest, he knew most of the time about people before people know of him and he had already seen Rhedara for who she was....

"Most of my men, they fear me, I'm not easy on them because I have high expectations of them. I need someone whose a realist, do you understand? But don't let that get your head all bigger than your curses Miss Shannon," taking another sip and he sat his drink down, "anyways, you are young still Miss Shannon, by your own admission you can do the job, means you aren't stupid and willing to learn. That's why I'm offering you the position and job."

She accepted and Keelan couldn't be more pleased as a ghost of a smirk etched out from the corners of his mouth, "Excellent Miss Shannon," he poured her another drink and topped his own off raising it for a toast, "To your new job," if she did or didn't toast with Keelan he would down his small glass of liquor and sit the glass down, "You'll start tomorrow, I want you to meet me here as early as possible. Dress professionally we have a meeting with a small noble fishing family," Keelan returned to the drawer that contained the informed had on Miss Shannon and withdrew from it another leather bound book to which he sat down in front of Rhedara, "Study up on this, the family is sinking and I need their ships."