However, as Revan stepped towrds the sable, he saw the two men get out their weapons and step in front of the woman.

"What are you looking for demon-lover?" asked the human guard.

"I heard there was a job for guard duty," Revan said calmly.

"Yeah," the dwarf said as he took a pipe out of his mouth. "That's protecting the lady and her stuff from scum like you."

Revan took a closer look at the two men. The human looked young, but his eyes spoke of some experiance fighting, though they mostly said farmer, and that he was scared. The dwarf spoke of experiance, but he seemed to have a lot of anger, more than even most dwarves.

He then took another look at the woman. The only magic that radiated from her came from the amulat. It was a latant spell, one for protection.

He then took a look at the crates he could see. Most were covered with canvas, but the few he could see had no markings.

"So, what are you protecting?" he asked. "Weapons? Armor? What?"

"It's none of your business demon lover," the dwarf said angerly. "Now you get going or I'll crush your skull in."