Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141030025235/@comment-11457306-20141101021028

"No, keep them," said Kasra, pushing his hand back. She continued around the shop slowly, examining items and putting them back on the shelf, watching the shopkeeper out of the corner of her eye. The woman was growing impatient.

"If you're going to buy something, then do it and quit fingering my goods dirty," she said in a surly voice.

Kasra turned slowly toward her, her hand on her fire dagger. The weapon glowed in the dim shop. The woman stepped back from the counter, alarmed.

"If your goods are dirty, then they were dirty before I got here.  In fact--" she stepped up to the counter, "I see quite a few Khajiit Caravan lables.  You do know that many Khajiit ferry stolen goods, don't you?"

She'd struck a nerve. The woman started. "I would never deal in stolen goods!"

"No?" Kasra reached out and picked up a potion on the end of the counter, pulled the cork and sniffed it. "Or cheat your customers in any way?  This smells like it's laced with wine.  Cheap wine at that."

"That's a lie! Get out of my shop before I call the guards!"

"What are you going to tell them?  That you don't sell stolen goods or lace your potions with wine?"

Her bluff called, the shopkeeper's bottom lip began to tremble. "Look, I can barely make a living here--I have a family to feed!"

Kasra shook her head. "You won't feed them by cheating us.  Give my friend back the gold you stole from him.  Take back those useless potions.  I will buy these ingredients for a fair price.  Then we will leave you in peace.  Refuse and I will turn YOU in."

The woman did as she was told. She could not push them out fast enough.

@ Anders:  "Sure, we will be traveling together anyway."