Sadril

"Huh? You mean Flint?" he asked glancing down at the collapsed Breton, "We had a run-in years ago in which we weren't exactly on the same side of the sword at first. No worries though, I've put it all behind me," he continued with a smile. It wasn't hard to miss one of the men readying his bow, but Sadril was confident he would not fire so long as he showed no hostility to the group.

Rann

A vampire, and one that knows Flint from twenty years ago, that would mean...

"You wouldn't happen to be Sadril, by any chance?" he asked. His father had told him about the time he had been stuck inside a vampire's head...

Sadril

Sadril drew back, slightly surprised, "Yes... I am. How do you know me?" he asked. In reality he could guess Rahvin told Rann about him, but as far as they knew Sadril didn't know who the man before him was.

Voltar

Voltar stood beside Veric, admiring his work as the Bloated Float was further consumed in flames.

"Well it certainly seems we have all our bases covered," Voltar added to Veric's statement.

He did believe that as long as they worked together properly, there was little that could stop their combined might. All it would take was logical and level heads to prevail.

"So I take it we're going to do some more sight-seeing while we wait for word from Sadril?"

Rann

"I don't." he answered, "But my father did. Some situation with a soul, a glove, and a Cerpin."

Sadril

Sadril grinned widely, "Yes I do recall that, quite a situation. So, you are the son of Rahvin, then?"

Brianna

She heard what Ravin said..but it didn´t really got into her mind....She looked at him, somewhat embarrassed..while she slowly shook her head

It rings a bell..somewhere....traveling together? And,......he was a father of one of her children..but?,....she had no children had she? Then again...she had marks on her showing she once had given birth...but ..where are they now then?..If he was the father..then they´d had....

Brianna blushed when thinking of it, it did explain the feeling she got when she first saw him 10 minuteas ago...she had to try and grasp this....the Dunmer was not lying, she was sure of that, a gut-feeling it was and she´s learned to trust those.

"Eh...I don´t know" she said slowly, "What´s your name anyway?, Obviously you know me...I mean...ehhh you have to ..sort of know me pretty well I guess"

Then something struck her...

"I was hired to kill you, but didn´t" that´s what he just said....

The picture of the scene by that cave came back to her, more vivid this time....she closed her eyes and remembered the distorted face of the young dunmer.....not killing her even though he had the best opportunity he could wish for

"I....I remember....your face...the dagger....you were hurt"!..I..I helped you, I gave you my coat, didn´t I?..I ....."

She stopped, covering her face with her hands.....this was too painful, she knew there was something else involved.....something to do with....Telina......and..

Brianna sat silent, she didn´t dare to look at the man...her mind was in a total chaos, but she knew this much....that Dunmer in front of her have had, and still has an impact on her life.....somehow

Sadril

"My father is not important right now. Your father is, however. I need to locate him and tell him of a rather delicate situation that has arisen. Do you know where he is?" Sadril asked, stretching his neck and looking around, half expecting to see Rahvin.

Rann

He held up his hand, essentially telling Isaac that there was nothing to be afriad of.

"I do know where he is, but I would want to know this information so that I can decide whether or not it's worth giving up my father's location for."


OOC: bedtime. Got to wake up early and work.

Sadril

"The information is quite sensitive, although Flint here practically screamed it for all of Nirn. It's information that as few outside ears should hear as possible,"

Rahvin

"My name's Rahvin." he said, but he couldn't be sure if he had been heard or not, as her mind seemed to drift away. She came back to the present, talking about the coat.

"Yeah, you gave me the coat after we kill-" he stopped, deciding to omit the part about killing Jadier. "After we were involved in a fight."

Flint Ironwood, waking up.

,,Sensitive? I call the return of the supernasty Breton with more firepower than all the battlemages combined a total disaster. People have the right to know. They have the right to know that he'll probably come after Sathyana here to finish the job! I just don't care how many people are going to hear. Who knows what that damned Breton will do once he's through with us. Maybe he'll become the Emperor, I don't know. Everything is possible with that monster." Flint, who by now had recovered and fully regained his breath, shouted. He had no idea how accurate his imagination was. He mentally kicked himself right afterwards though.

,,Yes, this is Brianna's daughter. Crap, I messed up again." He grumbled. Silently, the Storm and the Blade left their scabbard. Flint's own Magicka had been totally expended in that telekinetic wave but his weapons kept a supply of their own. He was not afraid to use it.
,,Don't you dare touch her, vampire. You can not drink her blood."

Flint Ironwood, waking up.

,,Sensitive? I call the return of the supernasty Breton with more firepower than all the battlemages combined a total disaster. People have the right to know. They have the right to know that he'll probably come after Sathyana here to finish the job! I just don't care how many people are going to hear. Who knows what that damned Breton will do once he's through with us. Maybe he'll become the Emperor, I don't know. Everything is possible with that monster." Flint, who by now had recovered and fully regained his breath, shouted. He had no idea how accurate his imagination was. He mentally kicked himself right afterwards though.

,,Yes, this is Brianna's daughter. Crap, I messed up again." He grumbled. Silently, the Storm and the Blade left their scabbard. Flint's own Magicka had been totally expended in that telekinetic wave but his weapons kept a supply of their own. He was not afraid to use it.
,,Don't you dare touch her, vampire. You can not drink her blood."

Voltar

Voltar pondered the question, taking his time to think things through. "Well, this idea might be a bit of a longshot, but you became a "long-lost Septim" who is looking to reclaim his throne. You might even go as far as to say that you're a reincarnation of Martin Septim, as the Nine Divines deemed that a Septim was needed to rule the empire once more. I think I could act as a prophet for such a prophecy," Voltar offered.

"Then again, we could always assassinate a councilor currently vying for the Emporer position. Then you could resume their place, suggesting that an assassination attempt left you with those eyes of yours. Then you hire me as your advisor, and we twist the political game to our favour," he added. Those were the two ideas that came to the top of his head. Both seemed possible to pull off.

"We would definitely have public favour if we find a way to vanquish that presense in the Valus Mountains that I mentioned to you about..."

OOC: I'm off to bed, later!