Tensions Running High (Antar, Shai)

[Antar]

"Hmm... the first day of the season all of Riverfall went underground. I knew there was a bit of destrucition to the buildings but I never figured there'd be natural changes. I'm not really in the loop about what happened in other places, Sir." The rogue explained as best he could. "That still only warrants us aiding you to the edge of the plains though like I originally offered. Safety in numbers and all that. So yes, I will help you and your caravan to the end of the plains. After that, it's a matter of negotiation. Will there be other guards coming along, or are we the only one's you've had available?" His mind pondered a moment longer before leaning into whisper to the man, "I'm not disagreable to helping you to help ourselves. The only question is how far do we travel together? Perhaps you would be open to renegotiation if we stay with you at the end of the plains, once we see what the terrain of territory is to the north and how the roads are fairing. Would that be acceptable to consider good merchant?" His brow furrowed a bit as his curiosity got the best of him. Acting very much like someone who appreciated a sly bit of gossip as a small knowing smirk curled the corner of his mouth. "Do you imagine that that leecher was a stranger amongst them or one of their own? Perhaps good merchant, you might know if there's a bounty or two around we might do to help , ah, increase our supplies a bit before we guard your caravan? But just to the edge of the grasslands of course. We are on a schedule to head north. "

[Shai]

Shai sucked in a breath with a condescending hiss. Chell’s warning had her full attention, and if she hadn’t been watching for such loops holes she might never have caught it. Interrupting the rogue the spider commanded with the same thing accent, “No.” The proposal was good but Antar had left himself exposed, the only trouble was how the woman could convey that information without revealing her comprehension of the language. The terms of the agreement as it stood was that they were free of their obligation at the border of the plains; Shai found such an ending too easily to wiggle out of. The little woman’s carriage was exquisitely sharp; she had carefully pulled herself into the posture as both men had spoken. Reaching behind her she pulled off one of her saddle bags and tossed it brusquely at the rogue. It seemed the appropriate time to further their cover. She spoke to her partner in Symenos, and she used the correct words in case any in the vicinity might know the tongue though it was a far chance. “Stop prattling and do your work. Leave the negotiations to your betters.” Pursing her lips she added in Common, “Quiet and work horses.” In a flurry of fabric the spider dismounted from Chivalis’s back she thrust the reins towards Antar before turning back on the caravan leader, her lips twisted into a cruel smile. Standing between the two men, Shai meant to force him to deal with her and not her partner. “Days; how many?”

[Lariat]

"Hmmm.. I'm not opposed to negotiation once we've crossed into the wild lands. I've already arranged for a dozen guards to accompany me across the grasses, your addition hardly unwelcomed" The man rumbled, rubbing his face thoughtfully before taking a heavy pull from his wineskin. "The leecher was most definitely a stranger, usually a rare sight on the grass but with the devastation that came with the first of Spring I hear rumors amongst them that they remain wary of more"

Hocking up a wad of film, he spat noisily at hearing Shai speak, and took the woman under a wary eye. "A good many tendays of travel. The sea of grass is wide" He spoke begrudgingly after several long moments of quiet.