Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131127153935/@comment-12599067-20131129175627

Makoru retreats to the attic and sits at a scrying bowl and pulls a crystal from his pack. A voice rings through the silence, startling him.

Zumba: "What is this one doing?"

Makoru takes a moment for his heart to clamber back into his chest.

Makoru: "What are you doing here, bird?"

Zumba: "Observing. Mistress sent me. She is quite troubled."

Makoru: "Nocturnal? Troubled? Why?"

Zumba: "The Daedra are all troubled. With their father in the mortal realm, they grow restless."

Makoru raised an eyebrow and turned back to the scrying bowl.

Makoru: "That's nice. Now go away, I'm trying to send a message."

He absently waves a hand at Zumba, who just tilts his head. Makoru places the crystal into the bowl and prays to Nocturnal for his message to go through.

Zumba: "Stay on task, child of shadows."

Makoru ignores him.