It seemed, at least according to Jacques, that he simply had to let them know what he was bringing into the city due to how the mercenary guild worked. If he didn’t, they’d find out one way or another once they suspected he was hiding something, which they always did, because mercenaries were always hiding something. He already found a bunch of young foals scurrying over their wagon, investigating it at the behest of the guild master, who was apparently the tavern keeper. He sent them scurrying right quick, nosey little fucks.