Rodyrick slept well and long, almost until noon, and the Hall was empty of people when he got up, cleaned and dressed. Upon stepping out, however, he nearly ran into a wall of fur and claws.
”Oh, J'zargo, sorry about that. I was just on my way to...” He made a motion in the general direction of Some Other Place.
”It is fine”, the Khajiit said. ”One is sure there is still food left for late sleepers.”
Was he imagining things or was there a sly glint in J'zargo's eyes?
”Khajiit has sharp ears”, J'zargo said with a conspiratorial whisper from under his hood, ”but also a deal for you.”
He stuck out his hand, and Rodyrick counted ten septims on his proffered palm.
”You will forget all about the misfiring scrolls... and the next time our friend gets hurt, J'zargo sponsors you a room for two at the inn.”
Re: Helping Hands, 3.5/3.5
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Rodyrick slept well and long, almost until noon, and the Hall was empty of people when he got up, cleaned and dressed. Upon stepping out, however, he nearly ran into a wall of fur and claws.
”Oh, J'zargo, sorry about that. I was just on my way to...” He made a motion in the general direction of Some Other Place.
”It is fine”, the Khajiit said. ”One is sure there is still food left for late sleepers.”
Was he imagining things or was there a sly glint in J'zargo's eyes?
”Khajiit has sharp ears”, J'zargo said with a conspiratorial whisper from under his hood, ”but also a deal for you.”
He stuck out his hand, and Rodyrick counted ten septims on his proffered palm.
”You will forget all about the misfiring scrolls... and the next time our friend gets hurt, J'zargo sponsors you a room for two at the inn.”