Delores
As of last night, the thief Brothers were caught. While only one of them. Thanks to her planning and changing up the patrol routes. She managed to stop the robbery before it succeeded. While they had one in a cell, the other was forced to leave his lizard brother behind and flee the scene.
Robert
She was talking with the store owner as well as one of the guards. While he was very thankful for stopping the robbery, he had wished that they had gotten both of them.

But after some words, it was time for her to get back to work. But she was going to take her break, and why not relax in the Drunken Huntsman for a little while before heading out on her patrols. Today was a good day.
Joe
*Ah... The drunken huntsman. Usually relaxing. Usually. Though there was an interesting character arguing with the Fletcher. He was dressed in red robes, with Dunmer style pauldrons... And an ornate bonemold chestplate. He was a rather tall Dunmer, though something about him seems off.*

"Why won't you sell me a damn arrow? I shouldn't have to have a bow to buy even one!"

*It was an... Interesting argument.*
Robert
《Can I have five minutes to myself?》

Even when she was off duty, she knew she had to step in. So she would place her cup onto a end table and she began making her way over.

"Is there a problem here?" She asked.
Joe
*He sighed.*

"I'm not sure what the issue is... I want but a single ebony arrow and I'm offering more than its worth... But no... Because I'm not going to use it for... Hunting, I can't have it."

*There wasn't a good reason for it not to be sold to him. But he was making far too much of a scene.*
Robert
《Children... I have to managed Children...》

She gave a sigh.
"Look it's his money, his purchase. Just give him the damn arrow if he wants it so bad. This may be a hunting store but just give him the arrow. You get payed, and he gets the arrow. If you can't solve this between the both of you I will fine both of your for disturbing the peace." She crossed her arms and looked at the two.

While she wasn't one to charge many for disturbing the peace, it was more to make people hesitate trying to get into a brawl where property could be damaged, people get hurt... Or worse killed.
Joe
*The fletcher gave in and just took the money. Indras was paying so much because he hadn't found a single molecule of Ebony in ages.*

"Thank you... You're much better at handling such situations than the Captain in Riften. That city is more miserable than a Balmora Brothel..."

*He deduced that she was the captain very quickly. Unless she had spoken much with Irileth, she likely wouldn't know what house Indras represented. He placed the arrow in a piece of parchment and set it in his satchel. There seemed to be a Creature in there with it. Some sort of creature.*

"I shouldn't have to pay that S'wit they call a Captain to do his job..."
Robert
"Yeah I had a run in with him not too long ago... He's not a good person. I can tell in his eyes..." She nodded.

She then looked around.
"What job did you pay him anyways?" 


《My lucky break? Please tell me something...》
Joe
"Yes... The current one with that ridiculous moustache. I tried speaking to him in the common tongue... But he only speaks in Gold. Should be the Duty of the Hold Guard captain to... Protect the hold. He'd rather keep the towns and city guarded. Couldn't care less what happens on the roads. He could spare at least a Patrol or two."

*He was misremembering actually paying him. That thought was lost in his mind with the rest of the complaints.*

"I think I payed him to do an Investigation on my Tower after it was broken into. It was probably the thieves guild and he dropped it after a day."
Robert
《Dropped it a day? More than likely the thieves guild, 85%. They would be more geared to break into a tower. The question is, was he doing his job? Or was he simply acting as a cover up? Even then a proper investigation would take days before you could properly and respectfully drop a case. He is either apart of the guild or just always payed off. 》

《He did mention that never found such a guild, but from a few times I've interrogated a few thieves. They've always mention a group, something bigger than a small team.》

《They've must have sent him to try to break me? No... It has to be with the guard he sent... No... Something doesn't add up.》

Calina went into deep thought for a moment.

"Strange... Either he is lazy or perhaps he was paid off. I'm going for being payed off. I bet he would sell his own wife if it meant more coin in his pocket... He was also very defensive when it came to thieves. But alas, unless your tower was in Whiterun territory. I can't help you with that, not like I have men to spare anyways." She shrugged.
Joe
"Anyone who doesn't think there's Guild activity there is a Moron. Or a Liar. They stole a few of my Black soul gems... Broke into my safe. I'm certain most thieves are solo acts, but there's only one Group. They make sure its that way. There was almost a War between the Guild and Camonna tong back in the Third era. I only heard about it back then, though."

*He spoke as if he lived in Morrowind before the Red year. Looked too young.*

"You are the Captain, correct? Could you give these to Farengar? He requested a few spellbooks from Morrowind."

*He removed two destruction books. It seemed as though he had some sort of chicken... Thing in his bag. It looked up at Krowviir.*
Robert
"Cute pet." She nodded at the Chicken. 

She then looked at the two tomes of Destruction, sighing.

She wasn't really a errand girl, but she was going to head up to the keep anyways. So it wouldn't hurt to drop off the books when she gave her nightly report to the Jarl.

"Sure, when I head up later this evening. I'll make sure he's gets these." She nodded.

She then would quickly scan through the tomes. Making sure there wasn't any contraband or some sort of hidden note. She had to be sure.
Joe
"Pet?" 

*He pulled it out from his satchel. It was a Bantam Guar. Something the captain had likely never seen.*

"This is Sadrith, he is my favorite of the coop. He always wants to come with me."

*It was cute... But It didn't look like there was much going on in its head. There was a note in one of the tomes it read: "There are easier ways of getting these. Try Solstheim, or even that College."*

"I appreciate it. Farengar is one of the few with a care for the Arcane. He just pesters me too much."
Robert
"Yeah, I don't spend much time in the Keep besides certain weeks of the month. He often has the servants deliver food to his office... Or his quarters... Whatever." She would nod.

She then would rub a finger underneath the Guar chin.

"Who's a cute little Morrowind Chicken... Thats right... You are!" She baby talked it.
Joe
*He seemed to enjoy it.*

"I've kept them ever since I was young... 300 or so years ago. Not a typically telvanni pastime, but i just like them. Don't sell them though... Even if they aren't common here."

*He looked at her, he had barely even realized he was speaking to someone other than a disembodied voice.*

"What is your name?"