Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170105222240/@comment-24736819-20170209132224

(Cool. And alright, then.)

"Indeed, indeed. We cannot allow any rable to delve into our beautiful city, my friends...", the blonde elf continued.

Balin was ready to mouth a few earful words, but before he could, the altmer continued.

"Lucky for you, a Prince is not rable, is it now? No, no. Not a simpleton at all, Prince.", Gaelesil's smirk widened when he saw the surprise on Balin's eyes, "And I really couldn't understand why you didn't informed our hardworking harbormaster that you came here to meet me and you had my permission to dock. The harbormaster is a very busy man and he cannot play your childish games, my friend... I suppose I'll have to charge a bit extra in our trades to compensate this inconvenience for the Harbormaster."

"Oh...", the Prince let out, a bit awestruck by the man's words.

Fiandrael couldn't help but to think she had seen that man before, but as always she decided to keep it to herself until she was alone with her lover.

"Here, my good man.", Gaelesil carefully took a thin paper from within his robes and handed it to the other altmer, "You can put my credentials to back the Prince's presence and I deeply apologize for the inconvenient play."