Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140812170152/@comment-11457306-20140814040135

Rhiannon strode quickly to catch up to the two women, wondering why they would walk all the way to an Inn when the Palace grounds were sure to have good food for free. She could hear Brihanna pleading.

"Please Lady Anneken, I can take care of myself, just let me go, please!"

"Stop calling me Lady.  I'm Annie to you.  You are just being stubborn.  Why did you not contact me if you were starving?  Look at you!  You're nothing but skin laid over bones.  I would have seen you fed and seen that you received your payment!  Things got a bit scattered there at the end, I know.  It was just overlooked, I'm sure.  I will petition Lady Torene."

Brihanna nearly had a stroke. "What!?  No!  Not her!  She's..."

"She's what?"

"She's SCARY!"

Anneken laughed. "She may be scary, but I understand that she's done a lot of good works in Cyrodiil.  Not just in the Imperial City, but everywhere.  Surely a person like that would act on your behalf.  You are justly owed payment for risking your life."

"I owe you mine," said Rhiannon, coming up behind them. "Anneken, let me take you to the barracks.  They've good, solid food there and we'll be close to the commander when he needs us."

Anneken looked up at her. "Very well.  I hadn't thought of that.  Lead the way."

(Good night.)