The guard glared at Spite as they approached and was slow to turn his gaze to Ashia when she spoke. "I dunno, probably the Deans. They get most of the government hand outs these days, don't know if they sell to the general public anymore."<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Do you have an issue with Elves?"</span>"No, but I have an issue with the maid of a woman who whored herself out to a monster in our city."<span style="color: #4da6ff">"If you're not going to go anything about it I suggest you be on your way. It'd be a real shame if that monster were to visit this little town and bring friends." </span>"You threatin' soldier, maid?"<span style="color: #4da6ff">"Yes." </span>Spite smiled and locked him in place before he could respond and looked to Ashia.<span style="color: #4da6ff">"You've made some enemies."</span><br/><br/>Ras listened to them with a frown then a look of concern and nodded. "Yes, of course. She's too fucking impulsive."<br/><br/>Jim followed behind them but brought along a pitcher of water and two glasses for Rin and Britomart. "I would argue your engineering is pretty damn relevant, even if you can't make new things you could make a fortune repairing and maintain old equipment. Not everything we do needs to be glorious."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>