[@SpookySquid] [i]"What's going on here? put the weapon down!"[/i]

[color=ed1c24]"Is this how you welcome a Zambian envoy to your city?"[/color] Chuck cried out, throwing the goblin down in front of the Elven guards, [color=ed1c24]"I was promised a warm reception, not thuggery and petty crime. Now where might I find a true man of value in this wretched hive of scum and villainy?"[/color] As he spoke, and the guards were distracted by the fallen goblin, Chuck quickly slipped the knife up into his sleeve, vanishing it from view but keeping it close at hand in case his bluff didn't pay off.

With a dramatic sigh Chuck lifted his arms into the air in a sigh of exasperation, [color=ed1c24]"And you haven't even asked to see my documents of identification either, have you?"[/color] He continued, playing the part of an aggrieved noble.

Opening his backpack Chuck quickly began to sort through the contents, casually keeping his distance from the guards and using the fallen goblin to help block their approach through the thin alleyway as he inspected what items he'd been given to work with. [color=ed1c24]"Just spare me one moment, I have them just here..."[/color]