"Well I did marry a pirate, and there are people who would try to get after him. However, many foreigners seem to forget this is a plutocracy and money speaks a lot louder than any action or word."
She leads them to the back room, moving the bed aside. Underneath was just planks of wood, like the rest of the floor, but these planks were very loose. Aina pulled the planks out, revealing a cellar room. She comments,
"It might not be the most comfortable space, but it'll keep yah safe for a good amount of time."
Moenir hurries home, he had a visible complexion of worriness as he ran. He muttered something in gathenian again and continued to make his way home.