Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150523213251/@comment-5583506-20150524230244

''What is this one supposed to do? ''reflected Najiima nervously. ''There is no way this one can make it back on her own. She has no gold or anything, and she is not so stupid as to cram herself into another crate...''

"I told you lot already that there are enough ships here at the wharf already!" sighed Hudoque, clearly irritated by this day's turn of events.

A newly arrived crew of Khajiiti misfits had set foot upon the bridge. They were a vicious bunch and the man who seemed to be their chosen leader was taller than any Nord he had ever met. He had fur as black as the night and a pair of unsettling pale grey eyes. His right ear was torn as if some vile creature had taking its time to chew on it.

"Oh, but this one is sure that you can send away a ship or two if the price is right?" replied the tall, dark Khajiit and raised a pouch with gold.

The Wharfmaster eyed the bribe before his gaze shifted back to the Khajiit and his crew. They seemed to be an unpleasant lot, armed to the teeth with all manners of weapons and gears, as if they were on the hunt for something... or someone...

"Just who are you, if I might be so bold to ask?" asked the old Breton.

One of the Khajiit behind the tall one gave out a raspy laughter. "That one is Khemri! The bounty hunter. He is well-known in Elsweyr and throughout Cyrodiil."

''A bounty hunter in Daggerfall? ''reflected the Wharfmaster. Stranger things have happened...

"And just who are you looking for in our town? How can I be sure that you aren't here to cause any trouble if I were somehow to 'arrange' space for you to dock?"

Khemri smiled, and Hudogue would be damned if that wasn't the most cruel smile he had ever laid eyes on. The Khajiit leaned down to the Wharfmaster and put an artificial claw, made of either of gold or some other precious metal, straight underneath his chin.

"You will soon learn that there will more trouble to be found if you were to refuse Khemri his generous offer." His smile faded and his face became hard and threatening. "We are looking for a Khajiiti woman. She has black fur as well as one blue and one grey eye. Have you seen her?"

Hudoque swallowed hard as he felt the claw scratch open a small bleeding wound in his skin. "N-no! Haven't seen any Khajiits around here! You... you could ask captain Helmius though! He had some trouble regarding a Khajiiti stowaway."

Khemri's smile returned and he swiftly removed his claw. "Excellent!" he purred. "Now take this gold and let my ship have a worthy place to dock, while we are staying here. Treat her well and Khajiit may return with an even bigger sack of gold."

The Breton didn't like bribery, but then again he feared too much for his own life to refuse the offer...