No Dramas Until We Get to the Gate

The journey to Dravenport is predictably boring. Then again as an adventurer, that's not always a bad thing. The term 'excitement' for me often means either violent battles or embarrassing nudity. Ming Zhao and I pass the time talking about our travels. Despite our different career paths, we've both managed to become rather well traveled.

At the entrance to Dravenport, I notice the red-haired guard, barking out orders. I get a sinking feeling in my stomach. At this point, I'm expecting a violent gust of wind to throw me right in front of her, removing my clothes on the way. Instead, I lock eyes with the Elf captain. She shouts "Halt."

The lead caravan I'm in comes to a complete stop. I hop out and meet with the captain.

"Don't move, pervert."

"Excuse me?"

The captain turns around and motions to her men. "Men, search these caravans for contraband."

"On what grounds are you doing this?"

"There's been a recent increase in smuggling in Dravenport. Can't be too careful, especially with a known criminal." She says, with her attention turned to me.

"But I was never accused of smuggling."

"No, but you are a part of a mercenary gang."

"Adventurer Guild." I correct. The guard captain scolds me with dagger eyes.

"This one's got a bit of an attitude. Relesa, Vade, help me with this suspect."

"Yes, Captain Lexa." A blonde Elven guard replies. I recognize her from my horrid night in Dravenport jail, and just like back then, she smiles predatorily as she looks my way. The memory of this Elf woman ogling me naked puts a red tint on my cheeks.

"Come with me, pervert." Captain Lexa says.