The guards looked to you with a stern glare. One of them even seems offended until he accepts your coin. "Tis a quiet night eh chum?" The other guard looks through the bag of coins and counts it up. "Aye, it is. Let's carry on then eh?" The guards continue onward, away from the docks and giving you and your crew a clear path to the docks and your ship. Nyx still stays on the look out but you and your men otherwise have no issues returning to the Kraken. Knowing protocol about these things, your men are quick to take the booty below deck and stash it away in case the authorities have to do any searching. Once the coast was clear Nyx approaches you. "Seems like we're managed to make it out without a pip, captain. Though I'm curious what those orcs were up to. Heard rumors of a warband nearby, you think they might be related?"