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Rhiannon watched Harridan's frozen face. "You've evidently heard of me."

"Yes, Sir.  I have heard of Sir Emery as well.  His exploits are famous in the Legion, although..." she trailed off.

"Although not always as pure as they could be," finished Rhiannon.

"I've heard stories."

"No doubt the stories told about me are worse."

Harridan hesitated. "You don't look like someone who would do what they say you did," she said quietly. She was glowing red again, but getting used to it. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her heart. A battle would have been welcome about now. She hated social interaction.

"I didn't," Rhiannon smiled. "But you'll have to decide that for yourself.  It matters little to me what you think of me, Harridan.  All I ask of you is to watch my back and I'll watch yours.  I am no longer Legion.  I am Rhiannon Augustus, Thane of Morthal, Knight of the Order of the Dragon and owner of a large holding in Hjaalmarch.  I have moved on."

Harridan nodded, willing to let it pass. "Do you understand anything about this...thing?" she gestured toward the Crawler.

"I rode in one similar some time ago.  I do not know what causes it to move.  The first one moved when a cube of some material was inserted into a particular spot.  It was similar to a Dwarven puzzle cube.  Have you ever been in a Dwarven ruin?  Or seen the museum in Markarth?"

"No," Harridan shook her head.

"A pity, that would make it easier to explain." Rhiannon launched into a verbal dissertation of everything she had learned in her explorations of Dwarven Ruins after the first quest with Lee and Company.

Brihanna looked over, caught a word or two and then came to stand with them, listening intently as Rhiannon cast light into some previously dark places in her understanding and in Harridan's.