"[color=f26522]Wonderful![/color]"  The captain exclaimed, clearly thrilled  to have claimed ownership of an entire town for himself without having to do more than wave a sword around a bit to do so.  "[color=f26522]In that case, I would like you all to surrender your weapons for the time being- in the name of peace of course.  I'm afraid tha-[/color]"

"[color=a187be]No.[/color]"  Cut in Kella, not looking at either her Zhentarim allies or the caravan guards but instead peeking inside one corner of the package.  She had initially taken the parcel with some mistrustful hesitance, which had abated once she got a brief look at what it contained.  "[color=a187be]They're friends.  We can probably trust them far enough to not try anything overtly stupid.  Let 'em keep their weapons.[/color]

"[color=f26522]Oh.  Er, alright then.  I suppose if that's all settled, then be my guest.[/color]"  With that, he makes a broad gesture in the direction of the inn, which has clearly fallen victim to at least one boulder.  Still, the building was large and sturdy, so there were likely at least a few rooms still intact.  "[color=f26522]  I offer you all the hospitality my grand new town has available at the moment.  If you do happen to end up running across any of my new subjects, do be so kind as to inform them of the change in management.[/color]"