Dargoth let out a chuckle when he saw the chamber maids with the daggers, trying their best to look defiant. He shook his head. Tw soldiers batted the knives out of their hands and dragged them out of the wagon, binding their hands together. They also gropped the chambermaids, or at least made no attempt to handle them in a propper manner. They then dragged them off to the side. Dargoth looked down at the one that remained, his eyes raking over her body. He made note of what she was wearing.<br/><br/>"Now lookie what we have 'ere. Who be ye and what be ye status?" He asks, leaning on the edge of the wago, peering down at her.