Sylruna Velaryn
Sylruna listened intently to the various suggestions, her crimson eyes thoughtful as she considered each perspective. The Legion officer's suggestion about using the Mythic Dawn as a cover brought a slight smile to her face - it was clever, playing on old fears that still lingered in Bruma's collective memory.
She turned toward Sindri, nodding in agreement. "You make an excellent point about our... distinctive appearance," she said, her tone carrying a hint of gentle amusement as she glanced at their diverse gathering. "Perhaps instead of trying to hide what we are, we could use it to our advantage." She paused, her silver-white braids catching the candlelight as she turned back to Alexios.
"What if we combined both approaches?" she suggested, her diplomatic training showing in how she tried to weave together the different ideas. "The Legion presence could be investigating the Mythic Dawn rumors, as you suggested, while we..." she gestured to their unusual group, "...could present ourselves as something that would naturally draw attention away from the real delegation."
Her eyes sparkled with sudden inspiration. "A merchant caravan, perhaps? It would explain our diverse backgrounds - after all, who would question a Dunmer mage providing protective services, or..." she glanced respectfully toward Kiffar, "...a powerful Khajiit guard protecting valuable goods? Trade caravans often employ all manner of protection, and Bruma sees plenty of merchant traffic."
She noticed Khaliya's assessment of their group and appreciated the woman's careful observations. It reminded her that they needed to consider not just their cover story, but how they would work together. "And speaking of protection," she added, her voice softening, "we should perhaps discuss how to coordinate our various... talents. Some of us are more suited to direct approaches," she nodded toward the more martial members of their group, "while others might be better positioned to handle things more... discreetly."
She absently adjusted one of the runes on her robes, her expression becoming more serious. "Whatever we decide, we'll need to trust each other. Bruma's people are observant - they'll notice if we're not convincing in our roles."
Sylruna listened intently to the various suggestions, her crimson eyes thoughtful as she considered each perspective. The Legion officer's suggestion about using the Mythic Dawn as a cover brought a slight smile to her face - it was clever, playing on old fears that still lingered in Bruma's collective memory.
She turned toward Sindri, nodding in agreement. "You make an excellent point about our... distinctive appearance," she said, her tone carrying a hint of gentle amusement as she glanced at their diverse gathering. "Perhaps instead of trying to hide what we are, we could use it to our advantage." She paused, her silver-white braids catching the candlelight as she turned back to Alexios.
"What if we combined both approaches?" she suggested, her diplomatic training showing in how she tried to weave together the different ideas. "The Legion presence could be investigating the Mythic Dawn rumors, as you suggested, while we..." she gestured to their unusual group, "...could present ourselves as something that would naturally draw attention away from the real delegation."
Her eyes sparkled with sudden inspiration. "A merchant caravan, perhaps? It would explain our diverse backgrounds - after all, who would question a Dunmer mage providing protective services, or..." she glanced respectfully toward Kiffar, "...a powerful Khajiit guard protecting valuable goods? Trade caravans often employ all manner of protection, and Bruma sees plenty of merchant traffic."
She noticed Khaliya's assessment of their group and appreciated the woman's careful observations. It reminded her that they needed to consider not just their cover story, but how they would work together. "And speaking of protection," she added, her voice softening, "we should perhaps discuss how to coordinate our various... talents. Some of us are more suited to direct approaches," she nodded toward the more martial members of their group, "while others might be better positioned to handle things more... discreetly."
She absently adjusted one of the runes on her robes, her expression becoming more serious. "Whatever we decide, we'll need to trust each other. Bruma's people are observant - they'll notice if we're not convincing in our roles."