[center][h2]Rough Welcome[/h2][/center]

"Sir, you simply cannot strike a man of the Telchar Guard in the nuts." 

Surrounded by swords and angry men just wanting an excuse to plunge their blades into Keggar's throat, the Dwarf was glad yet again that his thick beard kept something sharp from finding traction against his jugular. "[color=996633]Yer dock tax is full o' shet just like yer shet uniforms![/color]" The Dwarf cried, overly enraged at the blatant thievery of merely landing at the docks. Not even his Dwarven kinsman were so cheap! 

The dock officer would have probably looked past his nose down at the scraggly Dwarf even if Keggar was taller than him. The man wore a well tailored uniform, gilded with beads of unknown make and furnished with pussy frills. He looked to be ready to order Keggar's execution, the Dwarf figured. At least, if he had that kind of power. "Listen sir Dwarf. 5 crowns is not too much for a city tax, but seeing as you've struck a member of the guard, you would need to double the tax to pay for your fine." 

Keggar's left eye twitched at the highway robbery, and he looked just about ready to dive through the swords leveled his way, before he calmed and began to fish through his pockets. "Freeze!" One of the guardsmen said, but the others felt confident he wasn't being stupid, and lo and behold the Dwarf produced the money needed to buy his landing and his freedom. He waited for the officer to take the money, and one he took it, he began to count out the coinage. The guards sheathed their swords and Keggar dusted himself off. The officer spoke promptly.

"Sir, this is fifteen coins."

"[color=996633]Aye[/color]," Keggar replied, and buried his fist in the man's stomach, doubling him over and sending him flying back in half. The other guardsmen guffawed and barked at him with threats, but Keggar ignored them. Instead, he marched over to the downed officer, the man wheezing and trying to regain himself. Keggar knelt over him, knife out. The threat was clear, and if the guards advanced on him, Keggar would slit his throat. 

"[color=996633]Now that ye got yer striking tax, heard of a bounty ye have here about a little girl and a monster?[/color]" He asked. The officer coughed, and cleared his throat. "Why would you care about that?" 

"[color=996633]I track and kill monsters, sonny[/color]."