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

[Black Hand]

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This post has been edited by Black Hand: Sep 21 2013, 01:13 AM

[treydog]

The last time I had my life forcibly changed, I had arrived by boat as well. Why not again? At least this time I was heading in a direction that I had chosen.

Love the parallel to the Morrowind opening- and the difference too.

Pene looked at him for a moment, than at me. "Interesting. He wanted something from you." She commented.

"I think it's simply something he wants, and the dashed hope that I wasn't the person who had it."

And that is ONE reason Seth has survived so long.

"Well, he was rather...unpleasant." Pene remarked.

Yes- well. Obviously I have my own reasons for my feelings about Carnius. But- he seems to me a man in desperate need of being punched in the face- repeatedly.

Venim does however. It was the name of an old enemy, it's a name I would never use. So if someone is looking hard enough, they'll know it's me."

"O--kay." Pene said, truly confused. "I thought you didn't want to be found?" She asked.

"I don't. That doesn't mean I won't need to be found." I offered.

And another vote for simply loving all that is behind that bit of convoluted thought- and that it actually boggles Pene…