You raise your hand, index finger pointing high to the sky and glinting a little in the early morning sunlight. The guard looks at you, her disbelief and utter incredulity at your actions obvious. Morlia face-palms. At least you assume the sound of skin smacking into skin means she's face-palming.
"Just one quick little question." You say. "Would Morlia here be held responsible should I sing something say... lewd?" You wish so hard you had eyebrows that you could waggle suggestively. Or if you could shift the brow line of your helm even a little to create the impression of waggling eyebrows.
"Lewd?" The guard does not seem fazed in the slightest. Morlia, cheeks picked out with spots of furiously embarrassed scarlet, grabs Diana by the wrist and drags her through the gate. "I think on this count I would hold you responsible for singing shameful shanties in Skingrad's streets." The other guard on gate duty sighs. It's a long suffering kind of sigh.
"Even if elven ears exclusively 'eard each enunciation?" You will not be bested by this guard! Her eyes narrow at your challenge. You have to admit it wasn't your best alliteration but at least you're dedicated!
"Alternately, an aggravating automaton agitating and aggrieving anyone alliteratively, authorises accurate, 'asty arrest." She smirks triumphantly at you, arms folded over her chain armour. She did that deliberately! You'd be insulted if you hadn't used the cheat first.
"But between buddies baiting begets b-"
"Fast! Stop harassing that guards-woman!" Morlia shouts from the other side of the gate. You sigh, much as disobeying Morlia to stay engaged in alliterative combat you aren't quite sure where you were going with that sentence. Perhaps it's best to admit defeat for now and challenge her again later, when you're more prepared.
"Alright, alright!" You shout back and enter Skingrad, ducking through the small door in the gate to avoid bashing your head against it. Or possibly taking a chunk out of it with your spiked helm.... Hmmm, that could bear investigation in the future. "So did you want me for something or were you just 'saving' the guard?" You ask Morlia and Diana.
"Fast you have our packs and all the stuff we found in that ruin you dragged us into." Diana points out, hands on her hips sternly. Oh yeah... that is true. "Can't sell the loot if we don't have it after all." Diana grins impishly at you, doubtless she remembers your single, solitary disastrous attempt at selling loot in Kvatch. Without warning the short Imperial grabs hold of your arm, carefully between the spikes growing out of your forearm, and snatches up Morlia's hand. Before the High Elf can make more than a faintly confused expression Diana's half leading half dragging you into the city.
[ ] What do after the Loot Selling?
Due to uh... some oversights on my part, read not writing this at a reasonable hour, the selling of the loot will take place next update, after I've checked what you got and
@Verminlord1 has time to figure out how we were handling selling stuff before the hiatus. Yeah.... Thank you for bearing with me being generally disorganised, hope you all have had/will have/are having great days
Downside is, it's located east of Bravil and probably is too much of a deviation on our path. And likely to rekt us if we try it...
