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Alecos took the katana balancing the weapon in his hand for a moment. He frowned in consideration, before nodding to Blade, and extending the man's weapon back to him.

"All I'll make good use of it." He told the Imperial.

On the other side of the room, there was a loud clatter. The Orc had risen from his seat in a swift movement, glaring at the rest of the room's occupants.

"Idiots." He grumbled to himself, before storming out.

"Uh-oh." Creighton mumbled. "Should I-"

"Nah, don't worry about him." Alecos said, turning to the now assembled crew.

Darich seemed much more relieved now, and smiled nervously.

"Alright, Darich, they've taken the job." The Dunmer nodded, and rose.

"We'll meet tomorrow?" The Dunmer asked.

Alecos nodded in reply, and Darich walked out.

"The rest of you." Alecos turned to them. "Creighton's going to lead you to our hideout, on the far side of town.  Get to know each other.  You'll need to rely on each other in the coming days."