Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11462477-20131026102512/@comment-11462477-20131101171928

Up in the third floor, Sotteri inspects herself in the mirror and lets out a giggle “It’s perfect Sharli!” She says happily to herself

“Would you like to go show Tralen?” Asks Sharli

“Yes of course!”

Smiling the two of them leave the room to go find Tralen, when they get to the second floor they are interrupted by the Altmer in Elven armor. “Greetings ladies, you may call me Lorundil.” Says the Altmer taking a bow, “I was wondering if I may speak to you privately for a moment ma’am.” Lorundil says, pointing to Sotteri. “It’s direly important I’m afraid.”

“Oh… Of course you can, Sharli can you inform Tralen where I’m at?”

“At once.” Sharli says before running off.

“So umm… What is it you need to tell me?”

“Right this way.” Lorundil says, gesturing her into one of the bedrooms, shutting the door behind him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"">Down by the fountain Tralen arrives at the scene of the fight, “What happened here?” he asks his captain

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"">“From what I’ve been told, this Khajiit kicked in the door and charged one of your guests, slashed him pretty good, he’s going to need a healer or he’ll bleed out.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"">Tralen sighs and summons his Orc maid “Lorbul, carry him to one of the bedrooms at once, then send for a healer.” Lorbul nods and carries off the still paralyzed Imperial.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"">“What do you want me to do with the Khajiit sir?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"">“Does he have an invitation?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"">“It does not appear so.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"">“Then he is trespassing, do what you will with him.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"">The captain nods and begins to carry off the Khajiit.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"">Tralen rubs his face in frustration when he feels something in his pocket, he looks down quickly and sees a Khajiit in dark blue robes pick pocketing him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"">“Hey!” He shouts, jumping back.

<span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">The Khajiit gasps, surprised he was caught, he has something in his hand that he recently took from Tralen, he gets up and runs full speed down a hallway.