Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140824224301/@comment-12599067-20140907173853

"I could show you his location now, if I had the supplies. If I had a washbasin or a large bowl and some ingredients, it'd be nothing more than a matter of stirring it all together and willing the image to show his location," Novo offered, his earlier fear vanishing as his mind set to work on how he could work the situation out in his favor. "But in truth, I do not know how welcoming he would be once you found him, Miss Tegan. After all, here I am, out of bonds for the first time in what feels like ages, and all because of you. I cannot speak for him, but if I were Ulfric, I am unsure how welcoming I would be to the woman who set his would-be killer free," the necromancer sneered.

As the necromancer spoke, Bjolmar suddenly tensed up a little and his knuckles once again grew white around his battleaxe as his attention turned back to Tegan. A flurry of emotions ran through him but the only ones he could grasp were feelings of anger and betrayal, and it showed in his eyes as the cold fire was suddenly replaced with a feeling of simple rage.

Rowan, who (along with Sysene) had remained silent during most of the encounter, readied magicka in one palm when Bjolmar's attention turned to Tegan. He had the sickening feeling that if blood was spilled, Novo's might not be the first to hit the ground.