Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-17114085-20180418195634

The bartender seemed to know the mark by the look he gave it. "Why would someone like you be asking for information about it. I thought you folk had a deal with the Duke for fresh supplies."

He was referring to the Nelthar deal to get shipments of the dangerous substance that was set up way back during the Stormcrown Rebellion after Stros M'Kai was taken by the Alliance and a simpathetic ruler was put in charge of the island. The current Duke of the island, a member of the Forebear Faction, was maintaining the deal.

As they were sailing across the Sea of Ghosts, Lhotun noticed that Shav was eyeing the Khajiiti woman quite a bit while she was working the deck. "Whats the matter? You fancy her?"

"What?!" Shav snapped at him. "No, I'm just cautious about her. I've got a gut feeling that there is something going on with her."

Lhotun snickered. "Sure, sure. You know, I've never been with a Khajiit so I can't really judge..."

"I told you it's not like that!" The Dunmer angrily interrupted him. He grunted and said. "Your father always trusted in my gut instincts. You should too. My gut is telling me to watch that Khajiit and that's what we should do."

"Are you sure it isn't your manhood telling you that?" Lhotun said between chuckles.

"If you weren't my Captain, I would break your nose right now." Shav grumbled as the Redguard continued to laugh at his own jest.