[centre][color=silver][h1]Arnkel[/h1][/color][/centre]
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[color=gray]He was awoken from his previous mind-set by a calling. A customer, at the trading stand he owned. It was Du'almak, of course. A darker-toned Imperial, not fighting alongside his Race's cause. He made his way closer, resting one arm against the counter-top. Making his way out of the leaning posture, he nodded. There was a small history between the two. They'd been moderate friends since Arnkel's arrival. Du'almak was responsible for the homesteading of his business, and would be there to use Arnkel as a recommendation. Without him at the start, it'd be a grim future for the Bard, tradesman and blade. There's a lot the two would trust each other with, having worked together on many Espionage Contracts for the town regarding the perculiar increase of Bandit Clans surrounding the Hold.[/color]

[Color=Silver][b]"So, what word on the street have you got me, this time? Anything I should pass down to other customers?"[/b][/color] [color=gray]He smirked lightly to his acquaintance. That's the way it usually was. Arnkel as usually prepared to take the blame for leaking information, covering for his friend.[/color]

[Color=Brown][b]"If you consider a surprise visit important, then of course. With the Imperial Garrison here, according to what the Guard's say late at night, the Recruiting Officers are going to be here in about 5 minutes. We both know that there are strong Stormcloak supporters here, but that's only the start. Expecting some sort of ramble between the two sides as they try to recruit the entire town. If I were you, Arnkel, I'd make sure you have a good reason for keeping out."[/b][/color]

[Color=silver][b]"Huh...Well isn't that [i]something[/i]. Cheers, today's going to be a little more interesting than the last, I presume? Well, I'll be sure to pick my side wisely. If we get the Stormcloak's to keep quiet, maybe no one will die, this time. Now, off you go...I've got customers to inform...NEXT!"[/b][/color]