Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25101508-20140927032239/@comment-29458028-20140930041244

Sorin and Alyssa looked up, their brainstorming session interrupted. So far, Sorin had come up with the idea that the Altmer lady (Felrion in drag) had used a powerful poison to kill the lady who knew the Black Guard well. As to who was she, he didn't know.

They saw Imry and greeted him before turning back to thinking.

Alyssa felt an itch on her leg and scratched it. The ebony and diamond ring Sorin had given to her cut her skin. Her regeneration mended the wound, but an idea came to her head.

Alyssa said "did you remember, the Altmer was wearing a ring on her finger? If positioned properly, it can deliver poisons."

Sorin shrugged and said "yeah, could be. The scratch in her shoulder..."

Alyssa said "there you have it. The Altmer woman was the one."

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(I'm planning to dump Revyn in Solstheim and not have him come back ever, let me guess, the Dovahkiin, Serana, Frea and hmmm, I dunno)

Revyn weakly said a hello, before proceeding to the tavern.

Felrion smiled at the lady's kiss, before saying "I'm going to see the Jarl about buying a house for us. How big a house do you want, my beauty?"

(You'll get to see his skills if he gets mugged or stuff)

Kyrylla felt her vessel blush. It was her emotion, her vessel, had her mind not being completely taken over, would have felt pride and happiness.

Kyrylla only felt empty. After all, such was not an achievement that was to be celebrated. When she was part of Alyssa, she protected the Potentate. Not killed him.