Kenneth
*There was some sort of squabble happening at one of the smaller bars. Outside, a tall, pale Dunmer was lecturing a bosmer.*

"I don't care who buys you out, dear. When you stop selling my Wine, the most terrible things begin to happen. Give me back the stock, or start selling it again. Now."

*She towered over the little Bosmer man, and the Authority she carried in her voice, not overbearing, but present.*
Norma
**Maven had heard about the dispute from Maul, but he insisted that it was probably something Maven herself should get involved with. She had just entered the bar, hearing Indroso's words. Hands behind her back, she raises her head slightly.**

"Making trouble, are we?"
Kenneth
*She stopped, and turned her head slowly.*

"Surely, you might appreciate the knowledge that this establishment would rather take bribes from *Honningbrew*, than stock either of our drinks."
Norma
**She raises a brow.**

"What makes you think I wasn't already aware?"
Kenneth
*She smiled, then stared directly into the Bosmer's eyes.*

"Surely you wouldn't wish to anger *Both* Of us."

*Her fangs were very visible and the Bosmer stared at maven. Some kind of plea for help maybe.*
Norma
**Her eyes gazed back. Sheer apathy. She couldn't care if he died on the spot. In fact, she would probably find a worse way to end the Bosmer.**
Kenneth
*The Bosmer spoke finally.*

"Fine! Their money isn't worth my life! Besides... My patrons were getting tired of it..."

*He was lying. This was a popular spot for Dunmer, and every since he stopped serving wine he lost business, but the bribe money was enough.*