"Ale?" The quartermaster's lips curled up into a grin, and then he threw his head back in a hearty laugh. It was strange coming from a man who seemed so serious previously. "Ale is cheap! Ale is for surviving when water goes bad. No, Dartan thinks you want to drink!" Putting down his quill, the quartermaster beckoned towards him with both hands. "Let Khajiit see coins. Put on table."

Sabine and Tzirret poured the thirty gold onto the wood of the table next to the notes. Dartan immediately began counting them with surprising speed and dexterity. Before their eyes, he had sorted the coins into neat piles in seconds, before sliding them into his own purse. "Wait for Dartan," he said, becoming serious again and standing up.

Dartan the quartermaster did not have to go very far, he just had to walk a few paces to a locked door behind the kitchen and fish out the right key. He barely took two steps into the dark pantry that he opened before he stepped out with a glass bottle. It was proportional in his hands, but it was rather large, one and a quarter litres perhaps. The glass was a deep green, so it was hard to see what was in it in the dim light. After locking the door behind him and pocketing the keys, Dartan pushed the bottle into Peiter's hands. "This is yours. You brought it onto ship with you at the dock and did not even talk to Dartan." Dartan's suspiciously helpful demeanour suddenly turned as he shooed them similarly to before, "Now, bugger off."

A mix of curiosity at the drink and a lack of desire to stay in the quartermaster's presence urged Sabine to begin turning to leave.

Fendros wore a satisfied smile as he counted out his twenty gold. He wondered if lycans grifted fighting pits more often. He was amazed at the bulbous sack of coins that Colours now had, though. "By Azura, how much did you put on her?" he asked with astonishment.

The suthay-raht that approached Kaleeth and Janius seemed to be a little more level-headed than the Altmer. To Janius, that meant that he was probably more practiced in fighting. Indeed, he was just as imposing as the Altmer, if a little shorter. Kaleeth wouldn't have the element of surprise this time, but she would probably still have strength on her side. As well, she was just fighting for fun and stress relief anyway. Janius gave her an encouraging smile. "Go on," he said.