<span style="font-style: italic">Should've sprung for that damn moose scrotum. Might've lucked ourselves into a better reception</span>, Halam thought as he stared darkly up at the formidable-looking guard. Truth be told there was no way they'd even have considered helping had they themselves not been targeted by the assassins, but that didn't change the fact that they deserved some kind of compensation.<br/><br/>"Graciously thanked, aye, and then sent on our way with some rude words for our trouble. The nobility is even worse than the cutpurses on the streets in Aershire, it seems," Halam said as he glanced at his partner. The Lady for whom they'd come hadn't been overly warm (her frost was enough to shrivel even the doughtiest dwarven rod), in spite of owing them her life, but then again that seemed to fit rather well with the theme of the place. Also, it was news to Halam that she was one of two twins. That would've been an unfortunate surprise had things gone differently. He made a mental note to bring up Jhoran's failure to properly inform them upon their next meeting as he returned his attention to the guard.<br/><br/>"Very well then. We will leave, but first," Halam added, pushing the man's sword away from Mercutio's neck, "you will show some manners. A holy place indeed, yet I have arse pimples with better poise than you. Perhaps take a good long look in the mirror, next time you seek to cast judgment on strangers who have done you no wrong."<br/><br/>He turned, once again smelling bacon, but given that he was trying to make a statement he didn't check his beard for remnants this time. He spotted a plate of coins held in the grip of an ornate statue to his right, but resisted the urge to seize some of the pay they rightfully deserved. Leaving without a proper reward could very well give them an opening later - plus, he still had the sword he'd taken from the man he injured outside. It was of good quality, meaning he could perhaps use it to gain some funds.<br/><br/>"My regards to Anu," he said flatly, pushing through the door without looking behind him.