Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-4984687-20130405165930/@comment-7599817-20130411222702

Aurthieme slowly lowered herself into a chair as a storm rages through her mind, The air suddenly feels thick as of there is not enough of it. This boastful fool in front of her, carelessly shoving her peoples beloved artifacts at her like some dirty Khajit merchant, Spouting about how there is another of her like. Her god must be desperate to bestow a blessing on one such as this. To him these are but trinkets to be horded and brandished to recieve the favors of barmaids and the adolation of drunkards. Well at least the other two remain lost surely one such as this would have sought them out if he were aware that they even existed.

Aurthieme's mind begins to clear and without betraying her feelings she speaks in a low tone.

"You surprise me Sirah I have never encountered one like yourself. As you can imagine this has been quite a day and I must rest." She leans in towards the Dragonborn and in even a lower tone she continues,"But if you can meet me here in the morning I will have a proposition for you. I need your help."

Aurthieme rises without another word and casually flips the InnKeeper a gem, The Innkeeper turns it over a few times smiles and says,"stay as long as you like."