Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20180414200018/@comment-17114085-20180519183110

Zakhim was injured, so he struggled to get up. Once he was on his feet he stumbled towards the door to lead them out of his office. "Follow me."

"We're nearly there." The Constable pointed out as they traversed the mountain road. "This path leads directly to the Headman's Estate in the mountains, the Imperials don't know about it so we've surely passed them by now." He told Jerod.

The duo walked into the Tail's Shadow, a small tavern in the Alienage slums. If Lhotun hadn't spent so long couped up on his ship, he might've been disappointed with the place, but since he had spent the long journey from Dawnstar stuck on the Brinehammer this place didn't look so bad.

The patrons were all Argonians, most of them dock workers by the looks of them, others were fishermen and a handful of traders. They stared at the duo, some with looks of confusion, others with angry stares.

Shav whispered to Lhotun. "Try to avoid eye contact, many of these Argonians aren't too friendly. Let's take a seat at the bar."

Lhotun nodded and walked there with the Dunmer. On the way an Argonian bumped into him, seemingly on purpose.

"What where you're going, atoltic" He spat at Lhotun's face, insulting him by calling him soft/mushy in Jel.

Lhotun was angry, but he brushed it off with a smile. "My mistake, I was careless."