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Back to Roots(RP): Part IIHarold Burned-Mane (The Burned-Mane Canon)

(Part 1)

For a long time the people of Riften have known of the Thieves Guild presence in the Ratways. The Jarl, Laila Law-Giver, had given the job of taking down the Thieves Guild to Maven Black-Briar. It had been almost two decades and the situation in Riften just keeps getting worse. The only thieves that ever get caught in Riften are independent thieves that are trying to take advantage of the situation. Maven protects the Thieves Guild and uses her connections to basically act as the Under-Jarl of Riften.

It has been two months since Ulfric's ultimatum. Laila has since put Thane Mjoll in charge of dealing with the Thieves Guild in Riften. The thane tried to go with some men into the Ratways but was ambushed, corrupt guards told Maven of her plan. Since then Mjoll and some other lawful guards have been trying to find who the corrupt guards were while also trying to get dirt on Maven. Laila and Maven had a little of a falling out, and since then Maven has been trying to get close to Laila's youngest son, Saerlund, for unknown reasons. Karliah and a few other members of the Thieves Guild have started to become fed up with Maven for bossing them around as if she owned them. Because Mjoll has been investigating her Maven ordered the guild to have a thief tail the thane at all times and then ordered the kidnapping of her family as insurance in case she found dirt on Maven. Two lawful guards infiltrated Maven's Lodge east of Riften and found some papers in a safe that might tie her to the Thieves Guild.

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 * Standard RP rules
 * You are not the Dragonborn
 * Only three Nightingales can exist at a time
 * No killing/taking control of other people's characters without theirs or my permission
 * Can't change major plot points without my permission
 * Make characters who will contribute to the story
 * No fooling around, don't have your character be goofing around for no particular reason
 * Multiple characters are allowed, just don't make more than you can handle
 * The year is currently 4E 218
 * The RP will be set mostly in Riften, which for realism and the RP's sake has been enlarged to about half the size of the Imperial City from Oblivion. It is separated in Districts:
 * The Docks
 * The Canals
 * Market District
 * Keep District
 * Temple District
 * The Ratway.

Main Factions: ___________________________________
 * Maven's Subordinates
 * Skyrim Thieves Guild
 * Corrupt Guards
 * The Rift Guard

Character Form-

Name:

Race:

Gender:

Age:

Appearance:

Skills(1 Master, 2 Expert, 3 Adept):

Spells(Max 8):

Powers(Racial + 1 more max):

Equipment:

Faction/Role in Faction:

Bio: Edited by Harold Burned-Mane 5 hours agoQuote More *Miraak Obama (I'm here.) a day ago a day ago
 * Apollo42 (As am I.)
 * Harold Burned-Mane (Ready)

Abbard and Arnor reached Riften headed to the Barracks. a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago
 * Nelthro (I'm here, my ipad could barely load the last one.)
 * Nelthro (Don't really care if we skip mournhold. I can't keep track of time in RP's so I dunno if we did skip in time with this new part.)
 * Harold Burned-Mane (I put in the main post that it has been two months since the beginning of the last part.)
 * Apollo42 (So, yeah! To Narsis!)

Jina looked around at the city. ''Now... Where is the Guild?'' a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago
 * Harold Burned-Mane (You want to have the different guilds compete more?)
 * Apollo42 (I don't know... The other two Thieves Guild have been mentioned in passing, and Jina had been funding all three of them, so she wants to correct her mistake....)
 * Harold Burned-Mane (I mean I could send Karliah to do a job in which she meets a thief from another guild and they compete for it, could be interesting.)
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(That would be interesting.... Maybe another Dunmer, from the Morrowind branch?)
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(Yup.)

Karliah walked over to Delvin and Vex. "Are there any more interesting jobs for me to do?"

"We have gotten one from a client that wants us to steal from a nobleman in Blacklight." said Vex. "Its a burglary job."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Morrowind...has been sometime since I've been there." said Karliah, mostly to herself. "I will take it." a day ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(Cool.)

Jina wandered through the city, having left her horse and Nelthro's at the stables.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Nelthro... Where do you think a Thieves Guild would hide in a place like this?" Edited by Apollo42 a day ago
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(I think you mean left their horses at the stables since abandon means leave forever...)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Karliah readied herself for departure to Morrowind. a day ago
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Name: Tacitus Lanius

Race: Imperial

Gender: male

Age: 38

Appearance: Cold demeanor, stoic facial expression, three-days beard, short curly black hair and a tiny scar on his lip completed by a hushed, raspy voice

Skills(1 Master, 2 Expert, 3 Adept): Security (Master), Archery (Expert), Sneak (Expert), Light Armour (Adept), Illusion (Adept) & One-Handed (Adept)

Spells(Max 8): Courage, Calm (Skyrim)& Muffle

Powers(Racial + 1 more max): Voice of the Emperor (racial), Spectre (can meld with a crowd instantly)

Equipment: Black Leather Cuirass, Black and Burgundy Outfit (male variant), Black Hood, Black Leather Boots, Gold Diamond Necklace& Gold Diamond Ring (Skyrim)

Faction/Role in Faction: Independant (if allowed, Riften Guard otherwise) / Agent

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Bio: An enigma to all around him, Tacitus bears himself with a cold and determined posture. Everyone in Riften knows he once freelanced as a thief and assassin, but an unknown tragedy changed a world entire. A world where justice is vengeance's sibling, and murder its older brother. However, anyone with an eye for jewelry and a heightened sense of observation will detect his noble background as a merchant prince owning several plantations and vineyards in Cyrodiil. a day ago a day ago <p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">( Yes, good, and a mix between an assassin, a thief and a spy. ) a day ago
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(By security you mean lockpicking? You can be independent. Approved, though what do you mean by Agent?)
 * 789Snowbird987 reply to #17<p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Harold Burned-Mane wrote: (By security you mean lockpicking? You can be independent. Approved, though what do you mean by Agent?)
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(Ok)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Abbard was reading some of the papers to see if any one them connected Maven to the Thieves Guild. a day ago
 * 789Snowbird987 reply to #14<p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Apollo42 wrote: (Cool.)

Jina wandered through the city, having left her horse and Nelthro's at the stables.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Nelthro... Where do you think a Thieves Guild would hide in a place like this?" Tacitus tailed the duo silently, keeping his distance.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">''These two aren't civilians. Let's see what they're after'', he thinks to himself. a day ago a day ago a day ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(The pair are in Narsis, in Morrowind. They're searching for the Morrowind Thieves Guild.)
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">( Hence why I didn't specify where Tacitus went. :P )
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina and Nelthro kept walking through the crowds, not noticing the follower.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina was becoming a little nervous. People weren't recognizing her. And it was strange. a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Tacitus quickened his persuit and entered an abandonned house before he stepped too closely. He picked up a rusty iron knife, some ashes, a torn piece of crimson silk and a chalk of charcoal.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina and Nelthro kept walking, searching for any hint of the Guild's hideaway.
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Tacitus stepped back outside, retrieving the group and glaring at a local restaurant-esque Cornerclub, his miscellaneous findings stuffed in his Pocket.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina sighed, stopping at a street corner. "Where are they, Nelthro?"
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro looked around, "Maybe in the sewers like the ones in skyrim? Or they could be inhbaitating some tavern. Preferrably a shady one."
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina nodded. "Well, let's check."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">However, she mentally groaned. I hate sewers.... a day ago a day ago a day ago 24 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro looked around for a srewer grate.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina stood behind him, waiting for him to find one.
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro takes a step and then realized he was standing on one. "Oh, there's a sewer grate here..." He lifts it up. "Ladies first."
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina frowned. "Thanks, Nelthro. I get to go into the sewer first. Real Gentlemanly."

However, she did descend into the sewer.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">(IDK where Harold wants the Guild to be...) 24 hours ago 24 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro looks down until jina moves out of the way ,he then jumps down and places the sewer grate in place. "You'd have to come down here anyway right?" Nelthro chuckles.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina sighed. "I suppose you're right."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">She pulled a face and looked disgusted. "Gross.... Who would've thought Hlaalu Sewers would be this disgusting?" 24 hours ago 23 hours ago 23 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Well this is where the body fluids and the waste products of metabolism end up. The whole city's dung..."
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">The sewers. They always pick the sewers. Tacitus thinks to himself before heading towards the restaurant.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina smiled. "I always pictured Hlaalu as clean, back-stabbing pricks."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">She glanced around, and murmured, "Don't tell anyone what I said..." 23 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(was Tacitus stalking us?)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"But now I can blackmail you..." he said jokingly Nelthro released a floating light similar to the alteration spells only brighter. It followed him into the sewers "This might take a while." 23 hours ago
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">( He was. )

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Tacitus enters the restaurant and scans the room. He notices an obese, bald Breton requesting a servant to take his order. The Imperial sneaks into the storage room and dresses as a servant. He then grabs the rusty iron knife and covers with a red piece of silk, a bottle of mead on it. 23 hours ago 23 hours ago 22 hours ago 22 hours ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina sighed, and pulled out a handkerchief. She held it over her nose, and murmured, "Well, let's get it over with, then, Nelly."
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">"don't make me find you a nickname, I got 4000 years on me, my vocabulary is vast."
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina laughed. "Bring it on, Nelly."
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(I haven't said a specific location. So you can decide.)

Abbard found some evidence, some odd transfers were made from Maven's bank account to anonymous accounts. There were also some letters addressed to people only identified by a letter, which is very suspicious. He decided to tried looking for Mjoll in the Barracks but only found Lieutenant Francois. "Have you seen Mjoll?"

"Not for a few days?" said Francois. "We could go check her house."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Aye, lets head there then." said Abbard. 19 hours ago 9 hours ago 8 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Allright, let's see, all you did was switch out my name so I can't really go further than switching your name out... To call you something like Jirou... It's a lot harder to insult a female by switching out only the name." Nelthro suddenly stopped  and his light disappeared. "...I can hear people down here, somewhere up ahead."
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina nodded slowly. "Welll, you can say this for them. They know how to pick a place that sane people wouldn't search."
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Abbard and Francois knocked on Mjoll's door. "Thane Mjoll?" asked Francois. "Can we come in?"

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">There was no answer. 7 hours ago 6 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Are you sure it's them though?" Nelthro slowly walked closer and looked behind the corner. It was really similar to the Ragged flagon in Riften. "looks like a den of thieves to me."
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Francois looked over at Abbard. "Nobody is answering, something must be wrong."

Abbard nodded.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Francois then kicked down the door and drew his sword. 5 hours ago 5 hours ago 3 hours ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina nodded. "Look for any letters for jobs, or where their money comes from. Try to stay out of sight."
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">"There's a fence in the way, and a guard... Aren't you more the sneaky type, You're a Nelthar of the shadow path right?"
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina nodded, and crouched down.

She began to slowly glide past the two people, freezing when one of them turned to look in her direction.

Luckily, they didn't see her. She had slunk back into the shadows.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">When the man turned back around, she kept going. 3 hours ago
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(Not to mention she is the Agent of Shadow of the Nightingales and can turn invisible.)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Francois and Abbard checked around the house, both of them had their weapons drawn. 3 hours ago 3 hours ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(XD I forgot about that....)
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Francois entered a room and saw Mjoll just sitting there. "Mjoll..." he said as he slowly walked towards her. He knelled in front of her and saw that she had been crying. "Mjoll, are you ok?"

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"...they are gone." said Mjoll. 2 hours ago an hour ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro keeps watching from a distance hoping to not get noticed. Wait a minute. Are the thieves Violen?, the ones in Riften aren't.
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Tacitus approached the man, masquarading as a servant. A stolen uniform too tight for his carcass and accessories complimenting his disguise, hidden dagger a-trembling, Lanius offered his mark a bowl of baked potatoes and Boar.

"Of course..." he muttered as the man swept away the silk, revealing his assassin's rusty iron knife. In the blink of an eye, a sharp piece of metal found its way into skin and muscle tissue. An inch deep into the side, sectioning the artery. Fatal strike, death predicted within twenty seconds.

Tacitus' shadow fled the scene before the man's head touched the table, casting two Illusion spells on guards. This bought him time to infiltrate a group of merchants and consumers, effectively melding his very existance with the people. All the guards found were tavern clothes, but one sniffed the trail. An elderly guardsman rested a hand on Tacitus' shoulder, his face covered in charcoal with two arrowheads for ears, cloak worn over. A comely Dunmer lass approached her kinsman.

"You'll need to excuse my friend, he is deaf. Can I help you with anything?"

As the patrolling swordsman shook his head and investigated other stalls, the woman handed over a pouch of Drakes and whispered into her friend's ears:

"You'll find them in the sewers. Two foreigners just walked in", she whispered.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Thanks" replied Tacitus, simply. an hour ago an hour ago Edited by Nelthro 41 minutes ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina began to look around for the Guildmaster's ledger. C'mon, c'mon...
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro clenched his fist. I really should refrain from going in. As a Nelthar she should be able to handle herself.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">A female Dunmer steps in Jina's path.

Jina squeals slightly, and disappears.

Completely.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">The Dunmer woman looks around for the source of the squeal.... 39 minutes ago 33 minutes ago Back to Roots(RP): Part IIHarold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-bottom:1em;margin-top:0px!important;">(The Burned-Mane Canon)
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">What's taking her so long?
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina appeared next to him, holding a bu

(Part 1)

For a long time the people of Riften have known of the Thieves Guild presence in the Ratways. The Jarl, Laila Law-Giver, had given the job of taking down the Thieves Guild to Maven Black-Briar. It had been almost two decades and the situation in Riften just keeps getting worse. The only thieves that ever get caught in Riften are independent thieves that are trying to take advantage of the situation. Maven protects the Thieves Guild and uses her connections to basically act as the Under-Jarl of Riften.

It has been two months since Ulfric's ultimatum. Laila has since put Thane Mjoll in charge of dealing with the Thieves Guild in Riften. The thane tried to go with some men into the Ratways but was ambushed, corrupt guards told Maven of her plan. Since then Mjoll and some other lawful guards have been trying to find who the corrupt guards were while also trying to get dirt on Maven. Laila and Maven had a little of a falling out, and since then Maven has been trying to get close to Laila's youngest son, Saerlund, for unknown reasons. Karliah and a few other members of the Thieves Guild have started to become fed up with Maven for bossing them around as if she owned them. Because Mjoll has been investigating her Maven ordered the guild to have a thief tail the thane at all times and then ordered the kidnapping of her family as insurance in case she found dirt on Maven. Two lawful guards infiltrated Maven's Lodge east of Riften and found some papers in a safe that might tie her to the Thieves Guild.

_________________________ <p style="margin-bottom:1em;">____________________________
 * Standard RP rules
 * You are not the Dragonborn
 * Only three Nightingales can exist at a time
 * No killing/taking control of other people's characters without theirs or my permission
 * Can't change major plot points without my permission
 * Make characters who will contribute to the story
 * No fooling around, don't have your character be goofing around for no particular reason
 * Multiple characters are allowed, just don't make more than you can handle
 * The year is currently 4E 218
 * The RP will be set mostly in Riften, which for realism and the RP's sake has been enlarged to about half the size of the Imperial City from Oblivion. It is separated in Districts:
 * The Docks
 * The Canals
 * Market District
 * Keep District
 * Temple District
 * The Ratway.

Main Factions: <p style="margin-bottom:1em;">___________________________________
 * Maven's Subordinates
 * Skyrim Thieves Guild
 * Corrupt Guards
 * The Rift Guard

Character Form-

Name:

Race:

Gender:

Age:

Appearance:

Skills(1 Master, 2 Expert, 3 Adept):

Spells(Max 8):

Powers(Racial + 1 more max):

Equipment:

Faction/Role in Faction:

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Bio: Edited by Harold Burned-Mane 5 hours agoQuote More *Miraak Obama <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(I'm here.) a day ago a day ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(As am I.)
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(Ready)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Abbard and Arnor reached Riften headed to the Barracks. a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(I'm here, my ipad could barely load the last one.)
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(Don't really care if we skip mournhold. I can't keep track of time in RP's so I dunno if we did skip in time with this new part.)
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(I put in the main post that it has been two months since the beginning of the last part.)
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(So, yeah! To Narsis!)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina looked around at the city. ''Now... Where is the Guild?'' a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(You want to have the different guilds compete more?)
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(I don't know... The other two Thieves Guild have been mentioned in passing, and Jina had been funding all three of them, so she wants to correct her mistake....)
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(I mean I could send Karliah to do a job in which she meets a thief from another guild and they compete for it, could be interesting.)
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(That would be interesting.... Maybe another Dunmer, from the Morrowind branch?)
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(Yup.)

Karliah walked over to Delvin and Vex. "Are there any more interesting jobs for me to do?"

"We have gotten one from a client that wants us to steal from a nobleman in Blacklight." said Vex. "Its a burglary job."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Morrowind...has been sometime since I've been there." said Karliah, mostly to herself. "I will take it." a day ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(Cool.)

Jina wandered through the city, having left her horse and Nelthro's at the stables.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Nelthro... Where do you think a Thieves Guild would hide in a place like this?" Edited by Apollo42 a day ago
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(I think you mean left their horses at the stables since abandon means leave forever...)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Karliah readied herself for departure to Morrowind. a day ago
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Name: Tacitus Lanius

Race: Imperial

Gender: male

Age: 38

Appearance: Cold demeanor, stoic facial expression, three-days beard, short curly black hair and a tiny scar on his lip completed by a hushed, raspy voice

Skills(1 Master, 2 Expert, 3 Adept): Security (Master), Archery (Expert), Sneak (Expert), Light Armour (Adept), Illusion (Adept) & One-Handed (Adept)

Spells(Max 8): Courage, Calm (Skyrim)& Muffle

Powers(Racial + 1 more max): Voice of the Emperor (racial), Spectre (can meld with a crowd instantly)

Equipment: Black Leather Cuirass, Black and Burgundy Outfit (male variant), Black Hood, Black Leather Boots, Gold Diamond Necklace& Gold Diamond Ring (Skyrim)

Faction/Role in Faction: Independant (if allowed, Riften Guard otherwise) / Agent

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Bio: An enigma to all around him, Tacitus bears himself with a cold and determined posture. Everyone in Riften knows he once freelanced as a thief and assassin, but an unknown tragedy changed a world entire. A world where justice is vengeance's sibling, and murder its older brother. However, anyone with an eye for jewelry and a heightened sense of observation will detect his noble background as a merchant prince owning several plantations and vineyards in Cyrodiil. a day ago a day ago <p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">( Yes, good, and a mix between an assassin, a thief and a spy. ) a day ago
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(By security you mean lockpicking? You can be independent. Approved, though what do you mean by Agent?)
 * 789Snowbird987 reply to #17<p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Harold Burned-Mane wrote: (By security you mean lockpicking? You can be independent. Approved, though what do you mean by Agent?)
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(Ok)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Abbard was reading some of the papers to see if any one them connected Maven to the Thieves Guild. a day ago
 * 789Snowbird987 reply to #14<p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Apollo42 wrote: (Cool.)

Jina wandered through the city, having left her horse and Nelthro's at the stables.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Nelthro... Where do you think a Thieves Guild would hide in a place like this?" Tacitus tailed the duo silently, keeping his distance.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">''These two aren't civilians. Let's see what they're after'', he thinks to himself. a day ago a day ago a day ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(The pair are in Narsis, in Morrowind. They're searching for the Morrowind Thieves Guild.)
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">( Hence why I didn't specify where Tacitus went. :P )
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina and Nelthro kept walking through the crowds, not noticing the follower.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina was becoming a little nervous. People weren't recognizing her. And it was strange. a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago a day ago
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Tacitus quickened his persuit and entered an abandonned house before he stepped too closely. He picked up a rusty iron knife, some ashes, a torn piece of crimson silk and a chalk of charcoal.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina and Nelthro kept walking, searching for any hint of the Guild's hideaway.
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Tacitus stepped back outside, retrieving the group and glaring at a local restaurant-esque Cornerclub, his miscellaneous findings stuffed in his Pocket.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina sighed, stopping at a street corner. "Where are they, Nelthro?"
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro looked around, "Maybe in the sewers like the ones in skyrim? Or they could be inhbaitating some tavern. Preferrably a shady one."
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina nodded. "Well, let's check."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">However, she mentally groaned. I hate sewers.... a day ago a day ago a day ago 24 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro looked around for a srewer grate.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina stood behind him, waiting for him to find one.
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro takes a step and then realized he was standing on one. "Oh, there's a sewer grate here..." He lifts it up. "Ladies first."
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina frowned. "Thanks, Nelthro. I get to go into the sewer first. Real Gentlemanly."

However, she did descend into the sewer.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">(IDK where Harold wants the Guild to be...) 24 hours ago 24 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro looks down until jina moves out of the way ,he then jumps down and places the sewer grate in place. "You'd have to come down here anyway right?" Nelthro chuckles.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina sighed. "I suppose you're right."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">She pulled a face and looked disgusted. "Gross.... Who would've thought Hlaalu Sewers would be this disgusting?" 24 hours ago 23 hours ago 23 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Well this is where the body fluids and the waste products of metabolism end up. The whole city's dung..."
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">The sewers. They always pick the sewers. Tacitus thinks to himself before heading towards the restaurant.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina smiled. "I always pictured Hlaalu as clean, back-stabbing pricks."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">She glanced around, and murmured, "Don't tell anyone what I said..." 23 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(was Tacitus stalking us?)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"But now I can blackmail you..." he said jokingly Nelthro released a floating light similar to the alteration spells only brighter. It followed him into the sewers "This might take a while." 23 hours ago
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">( He was. )

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Tacitus enters the restaurant and scans the room. He notices an obese, bald Breton requesting a servant to take his order. The Imperial sneaks into the storage room and dresses as a servant. He then grabs the rusty iron knife and covers with a red piece of silk, a bottle of mead on it. 23 hours ago 23 hours ago 22 hours ago 22 hours ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina sighed, and pulled out a handkerchief. She held it over her nose, and murmured, "Well, let's get it over with, then, Nelly."
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">"don't make me find you a nickname, I got 4000 years on me, my vocabulary is vast."
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina laughed. "Bring it on, Nelly."
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(I haven't said a specific location. So you can decide.)

Abbard found some evidence, some odd transfers were made from Maven's bank account to anonymous accounts. There were also some letters addressed to people only identified by a letter, which is very suspicious. He decided to tried looking for Mjoll in the Barracks but only found Lieutenant Francois. "Have you seen Mjoll?"

"Not for a few days?" said Francois. "We could go check her house."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Aye, lets head there then." said Abbard. 19 hours ago 9 hours ago 8 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Allright, let's see, all you did was switch out my name so I can't really go further than switching your name out... To call you something like Jirou... It's a lot harder to insult a female by switching out only the name." Nelthro suddenly stopped  and his light disappeared. "...I can hear people down here, somewhere up ahead."
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina nodded slowly. "Welll, you can say this for them. They know how to pick a place that sane people wouldn't search."
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Abbard and Francois knocked on Mjoll's door. "Thane Mjoll?" asked Francois. "Can we come in?"

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">There was no answer. 7 hours ago 6 hours ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Are you sure it's them though?" Nelthro slowly walked closer and looked behind the corner. It was really similar to the Ragged flagon in Riften. "looks like a den of thieves to me."
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Francois looked over at Abbard. "Nobody is answering, something must be wrong."

Abbard nodded.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Francois then kicked down the door and drew his sword. 5 hours ago 5 hours ago 3 hours ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina nodded. "Look for any letters for jobs, or where their money comes from. Try to stay out of sight."
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">"There's a fence in the way, and a guard... Aren't you more the sneaky type, You're a Nelthar of the shadow path right?"
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina nodded, and crouched down.

She began to slowly glide past the two people, freezing when one of them turned to look in her direction.

Luckily, they didn't see her. She had slunk back into the shadows.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">When the man turned back around, she kept going. 3 hours ago
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(Not to mention she is the Agent of Shadow of the Nightingales and can turn invisible.)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Francois and Abbard checked around the house, both of them had their weapons drawn. 3 hours ago 3 hours ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">(XD I forgot about that....)
 * Harold Burned-Mane <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Francois entered a room and saw Mjoll just sitting there. "Mjoll..." he said as he slowly walked towards her. He knelled in front of her and saw that she had been crying. "Mjoll, are you ok?"

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"...they are gone." said Mjoll. 2 hours ago an hour ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro keeps watching from a distance hoping to not get noticed. Wait a minute. Are the thieves Violen?, the ones in Riften aren't.
 * 789Snowbird987 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Tacitus approached the man, masquarading as a servant. A stolen uniform too tight for his carcass and accessories complimenting his disguise, hidden dagger a-trembling, Lanius offered his mark a bowl of baked potatoes and Boar.

"Of course..." he muttered as the man swept away the silk, revealing his assassin's rusty iron knife. In the blink of an eye, a sharp piece of metal found its way into skin and muscle tissue. An inch deep into the side, sectioning the artery. Fatal strike, death predicted within twenty seconds.

Tacitus' shadow fled the scene before the man's head touched the table, casting two Illusion spells on guards. This bought him time to infiltrate a group of merchants and consumers, effectively melding his very existance with the people. All the guards found were tavern clothes, but one sniffed the trail. An elderly guardsman rested a hand on Tacitus' shoulder, his face covered in charcoal with two arrowheads for ears, cloak worn over. A comely Dunmer lass approached her kinsman.

"You'll need to excuse my friend, he is deaf. Can I help you with anything?"

As the patrolling swordsman shook his head and investigated other stalls, the woman handed over a pouch of Drakes and whispered into her friend's ears:

"You'll find them in the sewers. Two foreigners just walked in", she whispered.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Thanks" replied Tacitus, simply. an hour ago an hour ago Edited by Nelthro 41 minutes ago
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jina began to look around for the Guildmaster's ledger. C'mon, c'mon...
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Nelthro clenched his fist. I really should refrain from going in. As a Nelthar she should be able to handle herself.
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">A female Dunmer steps in Jina's path.

Jina squeals slightly, and disappears.

Completely.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">The Dunmer woman looks around for the source of the squeal.... 39 minutes ago 33 minutes ago
 * Nelthro <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">What's taking her so long?
 * Apollo42 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jina appeared next to him, holding a bu