Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11462477-20150221212604/@comment-11462477-20150223024744

Down by the bar the Khajiit begins to talk with the barkeeper"Have you seen anything strange lately?" Asks the Khajiit.She thinks about it for a moment and then snorts "All kinds of strange things! I got some weird merchant upstairs making all sorts of odd requests, Got a death threat from a warlock a week ago! Had to hire on a wizard to help keep things sane and now I'm told to be on the look out for thieves!"The Khajiit considers this for a moment before asking "Who's the wizard?" She looks down and shakes her head. "Some pyromancer who terrorizes the outskirts of civilization. He's demanding protection money and I refuse to be bullied."As this conversation happens the Wood Elf female sits at the bar next to the Khajiit, she smiles at him before ordering a drink. The barkeeper nods and goes to poor some wine.Over by the table a Breton  stands up and begins to make his way over to the kitchen and goes down the steps

In the corner of the room the Dunmer approaches the Imperial in blackened robes and converses with him

"Excuse me, but are those the robes of a fellow mage?"

The Imperial looks him up and down for a moment before saying "Well, I want to be but if I'm honest I can only do a tiny bit of restoration. Why, what do you focus on?" His voice seems a tad nervous as he says this to the Dunmer.

"I'm a scholar in alteration. It is good to see a friendly face around here. Where did you study?" The two of them continue there conversation too quietly for anyone else to hear.

Meanwhile the maid enters the bar area and begins to wipe down the tables and the guardsman patrols the bar area, looking for troublemakers.