The Ring of Fire

[Velvet LeChance]

Severio kept his eye on the burly Imperial until the man had left the store. Once Andronus was gone he gave a small smile to Galras as he flipped the table back over. "What an amiable fellow." He muttered to the Bosmer once the table was back the right way up. "Is he always like that ?"

[Deandra]

"I've only known him for about a week," Galras said. "He seemed pretty defensive about Alicia--maybe she gave him an infection." Galras laughed loudly.

The barmaid came back to the table. "Are you to ok?" she asked, concern filling her voice.

[Velvet LeChance]

Severio gave a small snigger at Galras's comment before looking up at the barmaid. "I'm sure we'll be fine." He replied giving her a small smile to try and reassure her. "Though my friend here is after spilling half his ale, would you mind fetching us another one ?"

He paused for a moment, wondering if he should say anything else about the scene he had just been part of, he glanced down at the tankard's on the ground before guilty looking back up. "And I really am sorry about what happened, I'll gladly recompense you for any damage that idiot may have caused."

Spoiler:

I'm assuming the tankard's where the steel kind and didn't break.

[Musicman247]

Alandier snickered while Drelesa shook her head and rolled her eyes.

[Eltee]

Curious, Andreo continued to peer at the figure, absently lathering.

[Deandra]

Necromancers
Andaril blinked when Tedrin's spell hit him, and he quickly got up and said, "Oh, yes, everything is fine."

Mercator looked all over the study, his eyes pausing on the skull which lay cracked on the floor, before speaking. "Your friend is in the castle dungeon. She has been charged with kidnapping, necromancy, and obstructing the business of the Fighters Guild. So what exactly have you gotten yourselves into?" he asked dispassionately.

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The West Weald Inn
The barmaid wrung her hands, and as she did so, her upper arms squeezed against her bosom, making it appear to pop out even more. "No damage done, sir. I'm glad nothing happened to you. I'll go get that ale right away," she said.

She turned with a swish of her flowing skirt and hurried back to the bar.

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Fighters Guild
The figure appeared to be a young man. He picked long stalks bearing small purple flowers and put them in a basket that rested next to him on the mossy ground.

[Velvet LeChance]

Severio's eyes followed the curvaceous barmaid until she had returned to the bar before he looked back to the Bosmer. "Well whatever Alicia may have left him, I don't relish our next meeting." He replied, one eye still on the barmaid. "Though let us talk of more pleasant things, how have you been my friend ?"

[The-Shadow-One]

Tedrin shrugged. "I don't know.." He frowned. He picked up the skull once more.

[Deandra]

"Well, you know how work is. And after all the talk of how professional the Fighters Guild is, the reality is almost funny. But as disorganized as they are, some of them are good fighters. Very good fighters. It would be a mistake to underestimate them," Galras said. He fidgeted with a fork on the table and then looked around the room with a frown. He seemed relieved when the barmaid brought him his ale.

[CBR JGWRR]

Velavesa approached the Skingrad fighter's guild hall, having just arrived from kvatch, hoping to find someone who could tell her what's going on...

Spoiler:

That better?

[Deandra]

Spoiler:

What? Galras and Severio are both not guild members, and she wouldn't know who they are, and there are a lot of people at the Skingrad Fighters Guild who would be happy to talk to her about it. Not that she would have known about it without talking to other people anyway.

Also, please post in past tense

[Velvet LeChance]

Severio gave a brief nod and a smile to the barmaid as she handed the ale to the Bosmer before speaking. "Well the coin is good, so I don't have a problem working with the guild." He replied, noting how uptight the Bosmer seemed, was he really worried about those lost fighter's guild members ? "Though we'll have to find those guild member's first if we want to work with them, what did you say their names were, Brandon and Sarah ?"

[Eltee]

Andreo shrugged, rolling back off of his tiptoes.

He finished his shower, dried off, and got dressed, before heading back down into the Fighter's Guild's lobby.

Spoiler:

He probably took a while, so I guess this will coincide with Llythanda.

[The-Shadow-One]

Tedrin grinned and made the skull float once more. "Can we get her out?" He asked.

[CBR JGWRR]

A dunmer woman was in the lobby already, and she proceeded to walk towards Andreo.

"Hi, I'm Velavesa, from the Kvatch fighters guild. I need to speak to somebody about the ongoing necromancer issue? The Chorral guild directed me here, saying that the last they heard the team was operating near Skingrad, I would be most appreciative if you could help me find them..."

[Avron the S'wit]

Spoiler:

He probably took a while, so I guess this will coincide with Llythanda.

Am I being summoned?

[Eltee]

Spoiler:

I hope so. :3

[Avron the S'wit]

Spoiler:

Good, because I forgot what I was doing.

Llythanda had by now pulled herself together - as together as the woman might - and was returning to the lobby. Her hair was once again neatly placed atop her head in its twisting braid, her face clean, her armor straightened. But behind her placid expression, just visible in the depths of her fiery ruby eyes, was a burning, angry, heavy feeling that all Dunmer knew well: the sour, gloomy, bitter taste of vengeance after being wronged. She had spent a considerable amount of time in private simply sitting at the end of her allotted bed, staring into space, willing herself to think about everything she had been through.

And instead of feeling pity, she forced herself to feel angry. Angry at the necromancer who tricked her, angry at her weak mind for falling prey to such a spell, angry at herself for bringing such a disgusting humiliation upon her family's name, angry as if the years in Cyrodiil made her forget the choking ash and the heat and the rumble beneath Ald'ruhn that made her a strong Redoran.

It worked...for now.

She rounded the corner and saw Andreo, and suddenly Llythanda felt a momentary crack in her hard shell, a fleeting feeling of guilt, one that she quickly patched over. She turned her attention from him to the other Dunmer, who was just finishing, and who more importantly she could use to avoid Andreo. "I am with the Skingrad guild," she interjected from behind her, placing a hand on her hip. "What do you need, sister?"

[CBR JGWRR]

Spoiler:

2 dunmer for the price of one...

The newer dunmer turned around, wondering who called her.

"Oh, hi, I'm Velavesa, from the Kvatch fighter's Guild. I'm trying to find the team from Chorrol who are having the issues with necromancers, but not having any luck, been wandering all over Cyrodill for nearly a week now... Could you direct me to them if possible?"

[Eltee]

Andreo stopped in his tracks when he and Llythanda made eye contact, and the look in her eyes made his adams apple swell. No doubt, his unguarded eyes reflected everything that he felt, like they usually did. The first thing that occurred to him to say was, Gods, how sorry he was for failing...

And she turned to talk to her fellow Dunmer, a woman Andreo had never seen before. He let out a sigh of relief, as the constricting guilt momentarily subsided, and unconsciously pushed back his hair, which had become a good deal fluffier upon being washed.

"...Kvatch Fighter's Guild... Team from Chorrol..."

His curiosity overcame him, and he stepped forward. "Wait, what's this about a team from Chorrol?" he asked, his dark brows furrowing.

[CBR JGWRR]

Spoiler:

I'm starting to think I've made a mistake somewhere along the line...

"Oh, I must have been misinformed then... There is a man named Umbacano, who commisioned the Chorrol guild to find a ring, the Ring of Phynaster, which was believed to be in the possession of some goblins, however there were some necromancers doing the same thing, a fight occured, some people got taken prisoner, and when we heard about it in Kvatch I was sent to try to help, however now I'm, rather obviously, completely lost. Sorry to have wasted your time..."

She turned around, and headed towards the window to have a look at the weather.

"Hmm... What time is it?"

[Avron the S'wit]

Spoiler:

Well, all righty then...

Llythanda raised an eyebrow inquisitively at the newcomer, turning the upper half of her body to follow her steps. She curled her fingers around the silver dagger at her hip. "How could the news have traveled so quickly?" she asked, a trace of suspicion on her voice. Suspicion and fear - she was equally worried about precisely how much had traveled outside of Skingrad.

[Eltee]

"Ahh, miss, I'm from the team from Chrorrol." Andreo said, a tad slower than normal, as if he felt a compulsion to counteract the new woman's fast speech and faster conclusions.

[Musicman247]

Spoiler:

Come on guys, be nice. He's new.

You have to separate what you as CBR know from what your character knows. Unless there is a messenger that we don't know of, your character probably wouldn't know anything that she just said. But she said it, so now you have to either hope Deandra saves you by retconing a messenger or you get to BS your way through this.

[CBR JGWRR]

Spoiler:

Musicman - after much deliberation, and a few attempts at writing some way out up, I've hit a brick wall with how to get out of this. I need some time to sleep as well, it's 2 in the morning here...

But there is a way out. I just can't think of it...