Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20141227174339/@comment-29559990-20150103193632

After some more searching the warriors called it a search and journeyed back down into the Cistern, carrying with them the notes and messages that they had collected during the search.

In the Cistern, Maven began questioning the group immediately upon entering. "Did you secure anything of importance?" She asked.

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(Foreshadowing incoming!)

Unknown Location.

The man sat in his stone chair, starring down the enlarged map of Skyrim with an intense focus. If looks could kill, the map would have burst into flames.

His focus, however, was interrupted by a much smaller man, a Breton, rushing into his room with documents in his hand. "Sir! I have good news!" he exclaimed

"Speak." The man boomed.

"Our men checked out the lodge this morning. The entire place is now ashes and soot. We've also recovered many bodies identified as Maven's elite guard. We've got her on the run!"

The man slowly rose from his throne. "That isn't good news."

The Breton stood their for a moment, a little confused. "What? But, the plan was..."

"Good news is something unexpected happening that results in joy for oneself." The man interrupted. "It does bring me satisfaction, but it was expected. Her men were weak, and her lodge was as strong as a skeever. I would not have expected any less. Did you have any doubts?"

"Well, erm, No, but..."

"Then I thank you for informing me. Now tell me, where has Maven run off to this time?"

"Well, we are not sure, but there is speculation that..."

"Speculation is not FACT." The man hissed. "I do not want speculation, boy, I want true facts. Now, go. Do not return until you have found her position. ARE WE CLEAR?"

"Very clear." The Breton whimpered. He was soon gone, running with his tail in between his legs, and the man sat back down to resume studying the map.