Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26103034-20160508124341/@comment-26103034-20160521104531

"Yes, of course." The Khajiit remained silent for a moment.

"Can't wait for the oppurtunity to work with the great and mighty Calero, Hand of the Dominion, to take out these assassins. I'm just honoured to be able to look at him." He smirked and waited for Calero's reaction. The Thalmor scoffed.

"Work with me? No, no, I'm sending you in alone while I wait at the inn. If you can't handle yourself there, you won't be able to handle yourself in the Thua Bronzi." Khash's eyes widened.

"That's not what the commander said, he didn't tell you to send me in alone."

"Correct." The crowds parted slightly for Calero's Thalmor robes - it was best to err on the side of caution where the Thalmor were concerned. Many Khajiit shot glares at Calero, and Dar'Khash for being with him.

There were shouts from around the square of vendors trying to sell their various items; "Fresh food! Hot and fresh food!", "Anti-thief bracelets! Burns the hand of any who touch it!", "Turkeys; Chickens; Cats and rats, all for sale for cheap prices!", "Best cloaks and masks in Elsweyr! Good cloth; better prices! No Sand in day; No cold at night!" among others.

The Commander had given them the day to relax, telling them that he'd have the nesscerary information at the headquarters in the evening.