Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20131220001148/@comment-11457306-20131223051954

Peri was banging on the shop door when Anwen arrived, panting. The proprietress, Bothela, opened the door a crack and peered out irritably, then brightened when she saw Peri. "What are you doing here at this hour, child?  Did Torene send you?" She opened the door wide, then paused, looking up at Anwen. "Who is your Nord friend?" she asked a little suspiciously.

"This is Anwen.  She brings grave news, Bothela.  I need you to contact Torene.  Now."

Grumbling, the old woman led the pair into a back room, where she poured liquid into a scrying bowl and began to chant. When the connection was made, she motioned Peri forward. Anwen watched as Peri spoke into the bowl as if it were the most normal thing in the world. She shuddered and did not protest when Bothela ushered her out.

When Peri joined them both back in the main shop, her face was grim. "She's coming.  But she's not coming here.  She's going to Meridia's Shrine.  We're to meet here there.  I hope you don't have anything to do with Mak getting into trouble, Anwen--cause if you do, she'll fry you to a cinder."

"I've never met the man, Peri."

Peri nodded. "Well, she won't be there till tomorrow morning, so we got some time.  I was going to stay at the Silver Blood.  Join me?"

Anwen nodded. Peri thanked Bothela and gave her a hug. Anwen and Peri walked out together.

(Good night.)