<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-family: Papyrus;"><span style="color: #FF4000"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="text-decoration: underline"><div style="text-align: center;">King Allistair</div></span></span></span></span></span><br/><br/>Allistair listened to the banter between the guard and the elf as well as observed the shimmering cards that had obviously been enchanted. He knew his guards wouldn't lie. They were very well trained men, and he trusted them with his life, but surely whatever this woman wasn't too serious of a crime for her to be thrown into a cell. Those were usually reserved for the more hardened criminals of Scarborough, but rather than lock her away just yet, Allistair felt the need to try to see what exactly it was that she was claiming as her story just to be fair and to see if there was a way to assist both parties without the need of locking her away.<br/><br/>Answering her question, even though it was obviously rhetorical, Allistair spoke,<span style="color: #FF4000">"Well, there's no point in having a livelihood that involves illegal means of work." </span><br/><br/>With that he started into the castle motioning the guards holding her to follow him. Once he went inside, he led them to an interrogation room and he sat in one of the two chairs. After the guards stepped in and closed the door behind them, they released her. Then he motioned to a chair in front of him.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF4000">"Have a seat."</span><br/><br/>His guards stood ready at the door so that should she try to escape out the only exit, they could grab her. Inside of this room, there was a heavy spell cast, one from Aurion, and it was bare with only the chairs. The spell prevented any use of magic while inside.<br/><br/><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=111501">@Aria</a>