Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141124040131/@comment-11457306-20141126041743

Megan was lifting her own mug to her lips. She took a small sip, made a sound of pleasure, then drank more deeply. "Oh, this is good.  I haven't had Surlie Brothers in--let's see, over a year.  You have a free hand, you can keep the blade on her throat, but suit yourself.  I speak the truth, your ship is being readied as we speak." She cocked her head, listening. "I hear the sound of groaning wood and shouting sailors.  Ships are being moved.  You will be free as soon as you release her into the Lake, as you said.  Should you not release her, well, I cannot speak for what might happen then, but we have no interest in you or your Skooma dealings.  We only want the Lady Jarl, here."

She sighed. "I am a noble too, did you know that?  With a price on my head.  My father wants me badly back in Daggerfall.  I would probably be of more worth to you than she," said Megan, indicating Laila.