Heren swallowed, certainly he was so anxious in getting to the person in fear of the rage of his master that he didn't consider the implications of entering someone's house uninvited. Certainly, the door was open, but in his haste he should have considered to at least knock first [b]M..M...M...[/b] It took him some seconds until he stopped to stutter and then he talked quickly [b]My master is sir Alabistair Yeomsley, a noble from the court of Stoklech and he requires your services to retrieve something that he holds dear and was tolen.[/b] Snap, he had slipped his tongue, he wasn't supposed to talk about the details of the mission, but to put it blunty, that girl had quite some good persuasion skills ----- [quote=Valen]"Well hello there stranger, is there of anything you need from me?"[/quote] [b]Darfair thinks you should speak lower, we do not want to attract the attention of the guards no?[/b] The khajit spoke calmly without really turning his attention to the breton and instead he fixed in the opening of the wall, a small passage to the sewers, big enough for someone to enter but closed with a padlock that, surprisingly, seemed to be quite new and sturdy. Upon a closer inspection a pair of small metal rods seemed to be inside the keyhole. The male khajit with fur akin to a snow panther spoke to Valer [b]My name is Darfair. I'm an honest citizen of this town of Daggerfall, and I work on the fields outside until it gets dark with hopes of arriving soon home to rest after a hard day in the fields, but despite having lived for such a long time the guards can't trust me. Just because Darfair is a khajit, racist people. And because of that I'm often obligated to navigate these sewers to reach my house. Imagine my surprise when I saw that today they had put a new padlock and I'm not going to be able to get to my home tonight.[/b] He looked at the breton and took a pair of seconds of thinking the best words before speaking [b]Unless... Someone... Helps Darfair with the lock. I can feel you are a magician, and you probably could blast this thing with a spell. I'm not telling you to do such a thing for free, think of it as a partnership so both of us can survive the night[/b] ----- [b]"We know there are no daedra here, we are looking for people who might have been in contact with them."[/b] Just when Alfgore was about to leave one of the redguards came grabbing forcefully a girl by her wrist "Captain, captain! This girl was trying to sneak through the back door when we entered." Caoldi approached the girl with olive skin and green eyes with braided hair, probably no more than 15 years old and shouted [b]"Where were you trying to go? Were you alarmed by our presence and tried to run away?" "I also found this on her, captain."[/b] The knight handled a small symbol made out of dried rope, in the form of a simple triangle with a smaller triangle within. The redguard woman grabbed and said [b]"This clearly is proof enough of suspicion. We shall arrest this girl of being involved with daedric activities[/b] The girl was crying and about to say something, but was promptly slapped and handcuffed. Caoldi then turned to the nord and said [b]"If you are a monk in a pilgrimage you should go to the town of Bibu then, they hold a temple in honor to Mara"[/b]