Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141124040131/@comment-5543592-20141126030537

"That's my buisness." Said Saerlund, not falling for Megan's trap. "I want a ship in the harbor prepared for me to go.  I'm going to walk out of here, with the Jarl, and you're going to let me.  The instant I'm far enough from the dock and feel safe, I'll free her in the lake.  I want 500 Septims waiting for me on that boat and the lake free of all other ships."

Darach headed down the steps, his sword out, and took in the scene.

"Whoa..."

'Drop your weapons!"  The Bloodskal blade clattered to the group and he unbuckled his sword belt.

"Alright, yeah?" He got closer to Megan and very discretely whispered in her ear so Saerlund couldn't see or hear. "Should we call for back-up?"