Kirkesh:
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*Kirkesh is eventually awoken by some loud arguing coming from the common room--it seems to have been going on for a while.*
"Excuse me sir," the innkeeper says a bit angrily, "This may just seem like a little shanty to you, but this is a private establishment and you will respect my guests' privacy!"
"Mind your betters, churl," speaks a clear yet arrogant male voice in Rowaini-accented Eldish, "If you harbour criminals, that makes you no better than a criminal as well. In the lands from which I hail, you could be hanged for your impertinance."
"With all due respect, sir, this isn't 'the lands from which you hail' . I am an Eldish citisen, and you have no right to make unwarranted searches or seizures."
"It won't be unwarranted for long, here come your guards, for whom I sent before I rushed here."
*A new voice enters the conversation.*
"I'm sorry Mr. Polrey, but you're going to have to let him have a look. He isn't just making random searches--he has used Divination magic to ensure that he has the right room, and we will do our best to make sure that none of the other guests is disturbed."
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