Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5320677-20140714235527/@comment-25038310-20140718074414

J'Tarz was sitting on the small, round wooden table in the corner of the inn. He had his sniper rifle on the table, and was busy inspecting it. The inn keeper stared at him with a suspicious look, and that counts for many others in the inn as well. The Khajit put his sniper rifle back on the table and took a sip from his mead.

''There might be a few places for this to scavenge up north, but he shall need a vehicle. Sadly, This one can't afford one and neither  does he see  any in this blasted town.''

He looked out the small window and saw another Khajit exiting the truck, and two cloaked figures, one looking like a child and the other one looking like a man. Perhaps a big brother or a father? And then he saw the driver of the truck walking over to the old guy at the mechanics shop.

''This one needs to talk to her, let's just hope she's not as insulting towards poor J'Tarz as most people. ''

He rose from his seat and exited out of the inn, and stood next to Luna and stared at te Mechanics shopkeeper.

" A spark plug for Khajit, please. "

"What in the divine's arse do you need with a spark plug, ya cat? "

" Khajit has business of his own. This one does not want to share it so easily. " He pushed a small pouch of 20 septims towards him.

The mechanic keeper mutttered, and went back in his shop and got J'Tarz a spark plug. He put it on the counter, and J'Tarz took it. He then turned to Luna.

"J'Tarz saw that you have a working vehicle, which is quite rare. This one thinks you might be travelling north, and in that case, I'd like to travel with you, miss. " he said in his standard dialect. He was awkward around strangers, and tried asking it in  his most polite way of asking.