Rodiak

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"You know you're my favorite healer, Alit." Jarett grinned at her, pushing a glass of water towards her. "Well, how about we toast? For our new members and actually getting something from this damn trip we took?" The carriage trip from Whiterun to Solitude had paid off with two new members. He turned to Zazar and handed the Argonian a drink. "Join us!"

"I'm all up celebrating," Keldan retook her glass. She was glad Alit had accepted her in this adventure. She was a bit rusty in combat, and she had recently learned some spells she was dying to try out and mess with some people. Maybe she could ask Maira to train with her. "I just hope your little friend isn't too much of a problem."

"We'll talk to him," Jarett glanced to Alit and Haskell. They knew Velan didn't do well around Altmer, but Keldan said she was willing to behave. He hoped she was telling the truth. He didn't want any trouble within the group. "I'll come up with team-building exercises that we can all practice." He said, half-jokingly. If there was going to be bad blood between the Altmer and the Bosmer, they would have to get past it and work together. Only time would tell.

"So, what's your plan?" Keldan raised an eyebrow at Alit.

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Keldan had already finished her second cup of wine and was currently drinking the one that had been meant for Valen. "Dear, you don't have to pretend. I'm not naive, but I do believe you were trying to impress me, a little." She could tell she was making Maira just a tad nervous, and Keldan was loving it.

"Alit, you have saved our asses more times than I can count," Jarett said after taking a drink from the Alto wine Keldan had bought them. "I'm totally fine with Maira joining in, but Haskell is right. Just like she can keep us alive she can kill anyone just as quickly." He had seen the Dunmer woman fight when enemies got too close to her, and it wasn't pretty. "I do think you wouldn't steal from people who are so gracefully accepting your help. Unless you are expecting pay, seeing as you are a mercenary after all."

"If you're accepting people, why don't I offer my services too?" Keldan raised an eyebrow at Alit. "Of course, I'll behave and try not to piss off the little kitten you call Valen or anyone else. After all, you'll need a bard that will write down your adventures and spread them when you are either dead or retired." She had nothing left to do in Solitude and she had been looking for some kind of adventure. Joining the group that was looking for one of the most powerful people in Tamriel seemed like a good idea.

"You? You're a bard- wait, nevermind we heard your story too," Jarett looked at Alit. "So? You want the bard in too? She's gonna be a bit of trouble with Valen, but all the help we can get is good for us. We don't know what we're facing out there."

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@Pyromaniacwolf

I can offer one of my characters. One of them could know Tar-Shei or know of him, so they could join the group easily and smoothly.

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Keldan just laughed at the false claims and insults the smaller Mer threw her way. "Such an angry little creature," She almost felt bad for the Bosmer. "Didn't anyone teach you manners, dear? It's quite rude to insult someone you've just met." She knew he didn't like Altmer like her, but accusing her of being part of the Thalmor solemnly because she was an Altmer was more than an insult. But Keldan was a polite woman. If his friends were here and if Maira hadn't placed her warm hand on her she would have thought that Bosmer boy some manners.

Jarett turned to look at Valen. "Hey, buddy, calm down. She's just an Altmer trying to get laid." He heard Keldan chuckled behind him. "I agree with Alit and Haskell. Let us keep the racial problems aside for now. Unless you are a Thalmor member." He looked back at Keldan and raised an eyebrow.

"Fuck the Thalmor and their shitty politics," Keldan replied with disgust in her voice. She took her glass and downed the Alto wine. "Corpulus, another one, please! And another around for my new friends!"

"Okay, violence everted." Jarett sighed with relief as he watched Keldan lean against Maira, her hand sliding behind her neck and around her shoulders. "Well, now that we are all calm." He glanced at Valen to make sure the Bosmer wasn't giving Keldan any more looks," We can talk now. We need Zazar here, he should be coming shortly if he doesn't find anything." It was better to have all of their memebers of the group present when welcoming more people into the group. It was clear that Valen would not trust Keldan, but she hadn't made any mention of her wanting to join them yet. Just Maira.

Keldan ignored the Redguard's words as she leaned comfortably against Maira, her free hand mindlessly playing with her hair. "So, tell us, Maira, why would you want to join these people?" She asked with a smile.

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@Mike the Bloodwolf

I don't know about the werewolf thing, it depends on @Eviledd1984. Before starting this RP we came from another that the GM left so we came here. His rules had no werewolves, but I don't know if Edd will allow it in this one.

@Pyromaniacwolf

Like mentioned before, the old RP had a rule of no werewolves or vampires, you'll have to wait for Edd to see this and tell you if it's okay or not. And the motive seems fine since we have two characters that seem to be doing the same.

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Jarett

Jarett took another swig of the mead before putting it down and turning to look at Alit. "Nothing. Corpulus has no information. The Harbinger is a sneaky person, so we must be asking the wrong people. We can ask some thieves around the city, but I wouldn't know how to find them. We can always post something on the city's board," He shrugged and took another swig. "Offer up a reward for any good information. People do anything for gold."

He heard the orc woman boasting to the Altmer bard. If what she was saying true it was rather impressive. The woman did look like she would be able to handle herself in a fight. They could use someone like that in their group. He listened in closer. "Ah." He chuckled softly and looked at Alit, saying under his breath to her. "Looks like someone is either trying to impress that beautiful bard or impress our little group."

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Keldan

Keldan's lips tugged back. It was clear to her what Maira was here for, and she was trying to do. So she leaned forward and placed a hand on the other woman's shoulder. "Oh! That is very impressive, Maira," her hand moved down the muscled biceps, her fingers gingerly caressing the curves. "It must have been a very challenging fight. It's very impressive that you took about ten bandits all by yourself." She wondered if what Maira was telling her and the people behind her was true. If it was, that was really impressive.

She leaned in close enough to feel Maira's breath on her cheek. "If we are trading stories like this why don't I share one too?" She smiled playfully as her hand moved up again the orc's arm. "Before coming here, I stayed in Markath for a bit. I had a bit of trouble in there because they don't like my kind much." She leaned back again, smile ever present and her voice high enough for the gathering group behind her to hear. "Got in a fight with some unruly patrons in the tavern there. The barkeep had a bow pointed at me, and two men had daggers drawn. One of the barmaids had ran out to call the guards of the city," Keldan tucked a few strands over hair behind her ear with her free hand. "By the time the guards arrived the three men laid in the middle of the tavern unmoving, and I sat on the bar. As soon as the guards came in, one by one I shot them dead with the barkeeper's bow until they piled on the door."

"Last time ya said that the men in the tavern just stood there." Corpulus chimed in.

"Same difference. I got paralyzed them, killed the guards, and got away before more came." Keldan rolled her eyes and poked Maira's nose with her index finger. "I would love to hear more stories about you, hun, just like the little group behind me would." She looked at the reflection of the people behind her from the silver-glass mirror that hung on the wall behind Corpulus. She turned to look at Alit and Jarett before winking at them. "You took the attention of this lovely woman away from me. What do you have to say?"

"Such shame!" The Redguard said as he put a hand over his chest. "We didn't intend to! You are such a lovely woman, miss, and powerful too. Just like Maira, was it? And you're Keldan?" It seemed like he had keen ears. Then again, the two women hadn't been quiet about their conversation.

"My name is Keldan, and this is indeed Maira." The Altmer stood up and stood next to Maira, leaning against her ever so slightly. "Now, why would such a skilled mercenery would want your attention?" One of her eyebrows raised as her eyes drifted to the smaller Mer. A Bosmer. How cute. Keldan thought before winking at the man. "Sorry, sir, I got my eyes on this one." She motioned to the woman next to her. "I'm not up for grabs." She could tell the distaste the Bosmer man had for her, and she was going to have fun with him.

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Jarett

"We'll be in the Winking Skeever if you guys need us!" Jarett called out to Alit and Haskell as he followed Valen into to the inn. Once inside they were met with the strong smell of Imperial ale and the sweet music of the lute from a tall Altmer bard to the right. He hummed softly as he walked past Valen to Corpulus with a wide grin.

"My friend! It has been such a long time!" Jarett approached the counter and motioned Valen closer to the Imperial man who was looking at Jarett with an amused smile. "Looks like age is treating you quite nicely. You haven't aged a day!" It was partly true. Corpulus looks just slightly older. His sideburns had a few strands of white and his beard had even more.

"Ah, Jarett," Corpulus replied as they shook hands. "It has been a long time since I last saw you!" The last time the old Imperial had seen the Redguard was when he had done a few odd jobs for him. Some would stay unspoken between them since the law deemed Jarett's actions illegal, but none of them mentioned that as they talked.

Jarett ordered two drinks, one for him and one for Valen. Imperial mead. It was sweeter and had more taste than the shitty drinks some Nords drank around here. They both sat on the bar as they drank. Jarett looked around quickly, noting some patrons sitting by the tables, the bard, and the orc woman in the bar with them. She wasn't looking at them at the moment so leaned forward to be closer to Corpulus.

"I'm sure you've heard the rumors, friend," Jarett took a sip of his mead. "Our dear Harbinger seemed to have disappeared into thin air." He glanced to the side to see if the orc woman had reacted, just to see if she was listening in. "My companions and I were wondering if you had any information, friend."

Corpulus had been cleaning a tankard as Jarett spoke. He knew about the Dragonborn's disappearance, but he hadn't seen him around Solitude. The man was sneaky, Corpulus knew that, so he wasn't too surprised if he had been in the city and the Imperial hadn't noticed. "I don't much. Only what I've heard from other people, Jarett, but I do know whatever happened to your Harbinger must be big."

Jarett sighed and pulled back to run a hand through his hair. He looked at Valen with a shrug. "Well, if you don't know anything we'll pay for another round while we're here. Oh! And rent some rooms since we are probably going to stay here a night while we search."

If the disappearance of their Harbinger was no secret, they should just put up a reward for any information. 10 or 20 gold pieces for information wasn't a bad idea. Good enough to just get some leads right now since they were working on nothing.

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Keldan

"...It's an end to the evil
Of all Skyrim's foes
Beware, beware
The Dragonborn comes

For the darkness has passed
And the legend yet grows
You'll know, you'll know
The Dragonborn's come"

Keldan bowed as a few people in the building applaud her song. She had been playing for a few hours now, and her fingers were starting to ache. She didn't let it show. Bards were supposed to be beautiful and graceful. Any sign of pain or displeasure would just put off the clients. "I will have to apologize as I will take my break now. Please enjoy your meals." She smiled at the ones who whined a bit but turned back to their meals and continued to eat quietly. She put down the lute carefully and headed for the bar.

She had noticed the two men entering the inn when she had been playing, but now she could see them more closely. One of them was a Mer, and the other was a Redguard. She just smiled when the Redguard turned to glance at her direction. "Evening, sir." She greeted as she sat down in one of the stools, a couple away from the two men, and waved Corpulus over. "Can I have the usual? And a glass of Alto wine, please." Corpulus gave her a nod and poured her a glass of wine while he told Minette to prepare the meal.

She glanced to Maira and waved a little over her shoulder, motioning her to join her on the stool beside her. She was curious about the orc woman and wanted to know more, and they hadn't finished their previous conversation. Her position was perfect. Close enough to the newcomers to eavesdrop and hear whatever they had been so secretive around. Maybe it was something to do with the Dragonborn. Probably was.

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Quick question, what did happen to the Dragonborn? We haven't discussed that yet.

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Jarett

"Yes, Alea came to us a week ago with a letter the Harbinger sent to her. It said something about a secret meeting and the Thalmor. Alit is the one with the letter," Jarett said as he walked past the gates and waited for Velan to catch up. Zazar seemed to have wasted no time in looking for information despite his mistrust of humans. Solitude had little Nords in it, most of them were Imperials, but he still understood the uneasiness of his Companions.

"Haskell, you are welcome to search for the Harbinger with us, the more, the merrier." Jarett grinned and patted the man on the back as he walked past him. "We shouldn't worry too much about him. That man is the most powerful man in Skyrim. Maybe he's just taking a little vacation and catching a break from this gloomy place." The Redguard shrugged and began to look around the city. Solitude was a beautiful place. It didn't compare to his hometown, but it was beautiful. It just lacked color. Everything in Skyrim lacked color.

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Keldan

"I am really glad you enjoyed it." Keldan's smile widened as she took Maira's hand and shook it. "And you can call me Keldan." She could see now that the orc woman was just a few inches shorter than she was. "It is very nice to meet you," She glanced over at the man when Maira turned. Keldan had seen him a couple of times around Solitude; he was known to be a slippery man with the guards. She remembered him seeing him getting caught for petty crimes. I wonder what she wants with him. Keldan thought as she let her fingers linger just slightly on Maira's. "I hope to see you around, Maira, it's not often that a pretty face passes through Solitude."

With that, she continued to play. Someone requested The Dragonborn Comes, so she obliged and played the song for the man on the far right corner with several bottles of Nord ale on his table. Keldan stole glances at the orc woman and the man as she sang and played. The bard's college had thought her more than just tales, songs, and music. She had learned to read people, to asses them and to examine their behavior and reactions. Seducing and deceiving was something most bards also knew how to do quite well, and Keldan thought she was quite well at it. Ever since leaving the Summer Isles she had to survive one way or another, and she couldn't be picky about the methods she used to get where she was now. If she wanted to know or have something, she would do whatever it took to get it. And right now she wanted to know why a pretty face like Maira was in Solitude.

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Keldan

"That is a shame," Keldan gave the orc woman a soft smile as she waited for her to think of a request. She had been working on new songs of her own, but everyone in the college pressured each other to stay with the traditional. Keldan had written a song about the worst- or best- bards in Skyrim; Lurbuk. Sadly no one wanted to hear her newer songs. She didn't know how many times she had sung The Tales of Tounges today. She could tell some of the people sitting down were getting annoyed by how much it was being requested. Too bad Keldan couldn't decline a request.

"I am from the college, recently graduated, but I am doing a few jobs here and there while I figure out where I would want to go," Keldan ignored the other woman's little slip. She had heard that the college had been robbed a year before she had joined. Security had been increased since then, she wondered if that had been the orc woman.

"Ah, a fine and bloody tale. Quite lively for what the story entails." Keldan adjusted the lute in her arms and began to strum the strings. Her smile didn't flatten as sang the tale of Ragnar The Red and told the tale of his decapitation. Although the song was one of the first she, and many other bards, learned it was still one that many residents of Skyrim loved.

When she finished the song she bowed her head to the orc woman, still smiling, "I hope you enjoyed the song, miss."

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Jarett

"'And you three'?" Jarett gasped as he looked at the Nord man stanting in front of them. It was a bit insulting to know that Haskell didn't remember them. He had atleast practiced with the man once. Maybe. Jarett wasn't too sure, but he still took offense that the Nord didn't remember his name. He rememered Haskell's name! Or he would pretend he did because he actually didn't and just heard it from Alit a few seconds ago.

"Nice to see you again, Haskell, I am Jarett. Shame I have to introduce myself all over again." The Redguard rolled his eyes and walked over to Alit. "We can start asking the guards. The people in town would most likely want coin for information they might have or won't be useful for us." They could also ask the Legion, but that would be risky.