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Alyssa gulped and took a deep breath, realizing she was acting foolishly. Her emotions at seeing him again had overwhelmed her.

"Arcum," she said in a deeper, more serious tone than she had ever used. "The Guild in Riften has been destroyed.  Maven is dead.  I don't know where Vex and Delvin are.  Those who did not die in the attacki are scattered to the four winds.  Myself, Endriel and Raptor and (fill in the blank) are the only ones from the old group you knew.  Raptor is alive because he was away from the guild at the time.  We--well, that does not matter.  We number about a dozen."

She turned her head and waved for Damia to come out of the darkness. Raptor stepped slowly into the light. His face was masked, but Alyssa could see the expression in his eyes and the tautness of his body. She turned back to Arcum.

"We seek asylum, Arcum.  We are wanted in every hold in Skyrim as the worst sort of criminal.  There are bounties on mine and Endriel's heads beyond counting."