Sister, huh? Well isn't this just going to be one fucked up little family of sociopaths. The closest Aenor ever got to a proper family was with the Legion, and they had all been cut down by Ulfrics boys. These murderers would probably never live up to those good men and women, but then this lot probably werent going to get killed either. "Thank you, Alexi. The name is Aenor Maelys" she said giving a curt bow and proceded to follow the woman through the halls of the Sanctuary. It was a nice place, even had its own little waterfall, but it still felt a bit.. empty, like the void if you would. Like Sithis himself coincidentally, Aenor mused to herself as she recalled the relgious studies from her youth. "I'll get setteled in and then come see what you have for me". Aenor turned around and saw a man in a very impressive suit of armor "Looks like you have another recruit"
Alaus stepped closer to the pair and gave them bot a closer inspection. And this boy was an Overseer? Hmph, Kraven was nothing but a young inexperienced pup. Literally it would seem, as he was also quite obviously a werewolf as Alaus knew the signs quite well, such as the boy's wild eyes for example or the distinct smell of dog clinging to his presence. Still, he seemed polite enough which was more than could be said for most people in Skyrim these days, indeed most of Tamriel. "Mmm... Thank you" Alaus said making some attempt to return the niceties. He took a swig of the Brandy. It was decent enough he supposed. Not like superior Altmer wines of course, but alas they were so rare in the Human provinces and even rarer in Skyrim due to the Nords absolute barbaric obsession with the swill they call Mead. Regardless, the Brandy did the job "That was lovely, thank you Carva dear" Maybe it was the Brandy, although probably not because he only had one mouthful, but the woman was somewhat attractive. For a Human at least. She had some sort of rugged domineering charm to her, Alaus couldn't quite put his finger on it, probably because he refused to admit the thought and was beating it back into repression. "So, is this it then?" he said noticing that no one else was present, or at least no one else had made the effort to greet his welcome "Are we all thats left of the Brotherhood?"
Alaus stepped closer to the pair and gave them bot a closer inspection. And this boy was an Overseer? Hmph, Kraven was nothing but a young inexperienced pup. Literally it would seem, as he was also quite obviously a werewolf as Alaus knew the signs quite well, such as the boy's wild eyes for example or the distinct smell of dog clinging to his presence. Still, he seemed polite enough which was more than could be said for most people in Skyrim these days, indeed most of Tamriel. "Mmm... Thank you" Alaus said making some attempt to return the niceties. He took a swig of the Brandy. It was decent enough he supposed. Not like superior Altmer wines of course, but alas they were so rare in the Human provinces and even rarer in Skyrim due to the Nords absolute barbaric obsession with the swill they call Mead. Regardless, the Brandy did the job "That was lovely, thank you Carva dear" Maybe it was the Brandy, although probably not because he only had one mouthful, but the woman was somewhat attractive. For a Human at least. She had some sort of rugged domineering charm to her, Alaus couldn't quite put his finger on it, probably because he refused to admit the thought and was beating it back into repression. "So, is this it then?" he said noticing that no one else was present, or at least no one else had made the effort to greet his welcome "Are we all thats left of the Brotherhood?"
