Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140101230137/@comment-3293219-20140102013032

Nish went back to Xeran's study, keeping his wits about him. He half expected the old man to materialise infront of him and and try to kill him.

He sighed with relief when he found the room empty, he quickly glanced around, trying to find Eilo's bow.

Okay... weapons locker... He thought, opening the wardrobe which contained his crossbow.

He sifted around, finding a mace, a shield and... Bow!

Nish took the bow and glanced around, it was of pretty good quality, besides Eilonwyn had lost enough today.

He quickly sheathed it and sighed with relief, that everything had gone so smoothly, he closed the wardrobe door and was about to leave when he heard a voice.

"I suppose I should thank you..." It said, cold and chilling as always.

"Agatha..." Nish began, immediately identifying the voice, it was unique afterall. "You have a great sense of timing, you know that?"

"Ah yes... I do apologise, you did look like you could have used my assistance. I had underestimated Xeran, beliving him to be a number of things, few of them were true..." She sighed and genuinley looked regretful.

"But I fear that I had pressing matters to attend to elsewhere."

"More important than your daughter?" Nish replied, cynically.

"You might find it hard to believe... but yes." She replied, her tone and her words were ice.

"Conveniently, your important business has concluded as you're now stood here, talking to me." Nish replied, no longer hiding his bitterness.

"I fear not, I have merely placed my current goal on a... hiatus, just to see you, congratulate you, thank you and to give you a warning..."

"Warning?"

"Vidron has an army that opposes him, though your goals are similar, you may find that you differ in motives..." She paused and glanced up at him, "Be careful what you tell them."

"Can't you help us? Put your 'business' on a longer... break or whatever you called it."

The old witch just chuckled at the notion.

"I fear not... Believe me, I've balanced it out, weighed out possibilities and options... Vidron is the only threat that a mortal being could dispatch."

"So, surely he'd be no trouble for you." Nish tried to reason.

"No but I would waste weeks of my life, tracking him down and killing him... then who would keep the unknown at bay? The psijics? The thalmor?" She laughed at that final notion, after what happened with Ferrin. "I fear that I'm not even, truly, in the room with you..."

Wonderful, so I'm talking to myself? The breton thought, rolling his eyes.

"Don't fret child, for you are closer to your goal than you think..." She muttered, handing him something that he had no intentions of taking.

"Tyranil has the spear..." Nish reminded her.

"I know, I have eyes and ears child. I have them everywhere and they seem to have noticed that the altmer isn't a suitable host for it..."

"What do you mea-"

"He is far too corrupt and twisted to draw power from it... he-" Agatha was interrupted by a quake. Strangely she shook and stumbled a bit, like she was involved with a small earthquake but Nish felt nothing. It must have been on her end.

"I haven't much time, take this amulet." She insisted, holding it out again.

Nish took it, reluctantly. "What does it do?"

"It saves your life..." She grinned, vanishing into thin air and leaving her chuckle behind.

Nish watched until she had completely vanished, before looking at the amulet. It was a small thing, made of bone with several crow feathers attatched, it was rather handsome but it didn't look very valuable, it was obviously something that was meant to be practical.

Eilo... He remembered, pocketting it and making his way back.