Overhearing the guards Tanesha seemed to mull over what that could mean for the city. The politics of Skyrim were not something she was aware of. Nor did she pay much attention to the developments that stemmed from keeps and courts. Yet The Reach was lax in its laws when it came to non-Nords. That much she did know for the people in towns and villages had seemed all to eager to root out any source of elven or non-human families and workers in their midst. Why soldiers would be so worried about the King's troops making a march on the city was something of great musing to the Keshali.<br/><br/>"Sir. Lady. I think the demand for our services just jumped." commented Tanesha who smiled wildly. "Depending on how many the Jarl commands we could be looking at a chance to earn ourselves some real gold here. After all it's easier than scouring the lands and inns for viable contracts that do more than simply place food on the table. Think about it my friends; a Jarl is a powerful man like any lord of a manor or estate. He has influence and wealth that flow from his fingertips and a pleased man is a charitable one. I say we offer our swords, bows and spells to him to help fend off this army. If we can help him keep control of Markarth as he sees fit then surely we would be owed a great reward?"<br/><br/>The idea seemed to give Tanesha a smile on her lips. Why shouldn't they take advantage of the development before them? "I'm not suggesting we put on guard armour or fight in their shield wall. That is for fools who want to die for their lord. I suggest we tell him we have special...talents. Ones to keep the enemy off balance. That way we let him have his glory and we get the reward. Can't be too greedy now."