Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160602184114/@comment-5543592-20160603034013

"They're not spying for just anybody they're spying for them." Yeomen said to both Ravos and Amber, looking up now to glare at the Dunmer. He nodded to Lunetta. "I was thinking birds aswell, although you'd notice if a bird got inside and they have trouble staying still.  Mice are always descrete.  And mudcrabs?" He looked over at the half-breed. "Trees?  Be serious, Claudia." He said in his rough, low voice, like how a person sounded when they'd almost brought their speech down to a whisper-- it was the only detail about him that was really unique. If Yeomen came up behind someone in a hallway and spoken, they recognized it was him right off. But for that same person, it'd be difficult for them to pick him out of a crowd. He was, and sounded, like a man who took everything seriously and thought about things far beyond they deserved thought.

"And they wouldn't use people as spies." He told Ravos, although the Dunmer was obviously yanking his chain. Ravos was the kind of person Yeomen disliked, although he tried to at least get along with everyone. "The people they own are used for different things."