Memoirs of a Morag Tong Assassin - Solstheim, Chapter Two: North as the Racer Flies Options

[Black Hand]

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[treydog]

I figured that the Company was the kind of people who appreciated initiative, so I took it upon myself to find a fatcat Imperial. How hard could it be?

Made me snicker there.

The “domestic bliss” interlude, with Seth cooking was a wonderful touch. Although he claims it was because he doubted the quality- and the company… I wonder if he was also motivated by a need to feel CONNECTED to something simple and comforting. Like preparing one’s own food.

Simply loved the whole scene with Ponius- and will content myself with that, rather than quoting it all.

Now it was time to return to Pene and leave everything behind.

I wonder how easy that will turn out to be?

* * * * *

But I had heard Mother crying a couple times, which was not normal, and Father was drinking more than one snifter of Cyrodillic Brandy in the evening after dinner.

And THAT is “showing- not telling.”

The dark figure that slid in and out of my life like a piece of parchment under the door and always seeming to arrive just in time to catch me before I did something that would cause problems of some sort, or just after.

Simply LOVE the imagery there.

And of course- 3 guesses as to the true identity of “The Princess of Trouble”.

I would like to think that I was as invisible as Uncle Seth but that was not possible; he could disappear faster
than a dust mote. I did fairly well though; I could sneak up on anyone except Mother and Uncle Seth, but Mother cheated and Uncle Seth, well he was Uncle Seth.

How wonderful is the sense of Athynae that that passage gives us.

You do not need to know and do not go snooping to find the answers.” And so I didn’t- well, usually- well, sometimes- um, nevermind.

As does THAT one!

Simply marvelous- all of it.