It seemed that they were gaining more and more attention. Tanesha wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing since guards tended to frown on crowds gathering for fear of it being a collection of dissidents or troublemakers. She turned to the new voice and found her eyes widening. The Keshali woman hadn't met many Argonians before and each meeting seemed to be a surprise in their own right. Not only that but he was dressed rather....extravagantly. In a city of bland cloth and a group of armour he certainly stood out. Tanesha stepped forward to be the spokesperson of the group and shrugged at the question. After all they hadn't really committed themselves to anything yet. All the plan was hearsay and speculation. Probably impossible speculation.<br/><br/>"We don't know." said Tanesha. It was the truth. At least for her anyway. They hadn't really decided on what they were going to do. Obviously this person was looking to hire them but his coin probably wouldn't stack up to that of a Jarl. Of course his gratitude would be able to equal that of a Jarl but one couldn't repair their sword, restock their quiver and fill their belly on gratitude alone. Part of her curious nature did indeed want to know exactly what he wanted. As well as how much he would pay. Stepping forward she indicated to the group. "We were talking about a recent opportunity that's arisen. But I thank you for the greetings. I'm Tanesha Jorin of the far off Lands of Keshal. My....comrades of the trade will no doubt introduce themselves."<br/><br/>Her one eye blinked as Tanesha tilted her head. "We intend to sell our skills to the Jarl to help him defend Markarth. However if you've got a contract for us...I suppose we'd take it. I think, however, it would depend on the pay. Would you be able to satisfy three wages?"