* Guard puts his hand on the hilt of his weapon as Shiho approaches.
* Guard calls out in slightly accented English, "What business do you have?"
* Shiho stops a few feet away (far enough so she'll have plenty of time to flee
if it becomes necessary.)
<Shiho> "Good day, sirs.  My companions and I are headed towards Tyr."
<Guard> Well, you're going the right direction.
* Guard relaxes a little, as does his companion.
<Guard> Where are you bound from?
<Shiho> We've come from Colorford.
<Guard> Colorford?
<Guard> Never heard of it.
<Guard> I've heard of just about every place there is, too.
* Guard looks Shiho over.
<Guard> You look like an adventurer, so I suppose it makes some sense, anyway.
* Shiho nods. "That's right."
<Guard> How are you for supplies?
<Shiho> We've plenty of water, but our food is beginning to run short.  And one
of our members desperately needs a drink.
<Guard> I'm sure the caravan master'd be happy to bargain with you for a little
kank nectar, or a few erdlu eggs.  Alcohol'l likely cost you a tad bit more,
though.
<Guard> You're adventurers, though, you can probably afford it.
* Shiho nods. "We'd be grateful. Thank you."
<Guard> One thing, though.  If you own any slaves, you should probably sell them
off to us now.
* Shiho shakes her head. "We've been travelling light."
<Shiho> But, why do you ask?
<Guard> King Kalak's dead, by the hand of his own High Templar.  Thousands of
years of reign over, and the new King Tithian's gonna be freeing all the slaves. 
This caravan's an emergency shipment to get our assets out of the city.
* Shiho nods. "I see. I'm afraid we can't help you there."
<Guard> It's not a big deal, it just means the House is taking a little loss. 
We'll get over it.
* Shiho nods.
* Shiho returns to the group.