Harvey
Captain Valkrin Farensun 
The Westward Keel, Tonate Proper 

Valkrin had watched the girl crawl across the floor after the rat, and remembered his days catching rats to feed himself and his crew. "Watch where you put your shit-covered hands, girl." Mathias piped up, but quieted down when Valkrin motioned for him to stay silent. 

"You're a rat catcher, are ya? Let's see your permits then." The Ambereye extended his hand and waited for the girl's business license.
Elissa
Mouse
The Westward Keel, Tonate Proper

Mouse rubbed the bump on her head as she peaked up at the men before her from sunken eyes, one was familiar with a striking face, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him from. The market perhaps? He looked important, maybe she had sold some rats to him. Important looking men had all kinds of need for hungry little beasts desperate enough to tear into a person's flesh.

"Permits?" She repeated in a quiet voice,"For catchin' wee bastards like tha'?"

She patted her pockets for a moment before she stood and shrugged,"I jus' 'membered, sir. I cannae read to know if I gots one." The end was punctuated by a nervous hiccup and her dark face reddened.
Harvey
Captain Valkrin Farensun 
The Westward Keel, Tonate Proper 

"Aye, permits for catchin' wee bastards. Only man in Tonate that doesn't need a permit for that is me, and catchin' wee bastards is what I do best." Valkrin stood, walked over to the barmaid and asked for a cleaver. "Now, there's more than one way to skin a rat," He chuckled at his own joke, "You can come with us to the Irons, check the registry for your name. Or, you can lay your hands on the bar and Mathias here will give you the punishment for thieving."

The entire tavern stared at their shoes, interrupting the Kingslayer, even to save a poor girl's hands, would lead to yours laying on the ground next to hers.
Elissa
Mouse
The Westward Keel, Tonate Proper

"It's no' thievin' if I dinna catch it!" She argued and hid her hands behind her back."I'll come wi' you to the ir'ns, sir, but I needs me hands."

Mouse wondered how she would live without a hand. She'd not be able to work in rat catching and what was left of her family wouldn't support her. It would be a very hard life.

"I'm no a rat, honest."
Harvey
Captain Valkrin Farensun 
The Westward Keel, Tonate Proper 

"It's thievin' if I say it's thievin'," Valkrin growled. Turning to Mathias he grunted and beckoned for the cuffs. 

"I won't put these on you yet, but test me, and I'll drag you in chains the whole way."