Open The Bannered Mare Tavern

Deadpool. · May 3, 2016

He noicices the Khajit react coldly in his presence, The takes a few steps back and rests his hand on the pommel of his exposed sword, his smile dissapears sensing that he wasn't welcomed. The barmaid came passed him his drinking bladder and he stared into the Khajit's eyes before pivoting to the other direction.

Not welcomed anywhere, he went back to his seat and took his notebook out to update the itenery for the officers below him in preperation for tomorrows raid on a suspected sanctuary of the brotherhood.

Moments later, the imperial couriers and their escorts he had agreed to meet, turned up. He gave each of them copies of different information, Caeser exchanged no words only handshakes and brotherly looks. They left immediately, and he stood for a moment taking a Nightshade from his pouch.. He strolled to the lonesome woman with beautiful locks of blonde hair, wearing well forged armour, and the sharpest of blades, and he placed the flower infront of her "May I join you, madame?" he said with a smile across his scarred face

Kivuli_The_Khajit · May 3, 2016

Kivuli's ears twitch, and she takes a moment to get a look at every courier sent out. She inwardly smirks, knowing at least one of them was going to walk right into a Stormcloak ambush. Hopefully the right one, that had information on what Sanctuary was being stalked by these foreign brutes. Now it's just a waiting game, till she knew for certain her sect of the Brotherhood was safe.

Maiden Spread Eagle · May 3, 2016

With the continued buzz flooding and slightly clouding her mind the nightingale smirks as she see the kivulis ears give her away watching the couriers leave. A cold stare and a nod let the Man calling himself Caesar sit down across from her.

Kivuli_The_Khajit · May 3, 2016

Kivuli chuckles and eyes the mead just handed to her. A glance over her shoulder, and she sees whom Caesar had relocated himself near. A nightingale...high ranker in the Thieves Guild. Time to keep an eye on her own pockets for the time being then.

Deadpool. · May 4, 2016

He took the fair maidens cold yet primative stare

"A woman like yourself, travelling in skyrim with so many sharp instruments, and a finely forged armour, what is your story?" he asked with fascination, attempting to spark up a conversation between eachother

He whistled for the barsmaid which appeared immediately,

"bring the lady your finest wine, and for myself... bring me some Nirnroot tea, thank you"

Moments later, her wine arrived Caeser delecately poured her wine into her cup

Maiden Spread Eagle · May 4, 2016

A faint smile comes to the nightingales lips before drinking of the wine poured for her. "Thank you. You know some questions should not be asked.... Nevertheless I will tell you I grew up not far from here, and I was a scout for the ungrateful Imperials for a time. I've since came to my senses. What's your story? What brings you here?" Taking another drink she cocks an eyebrow at Caesar

Kivuli_The_Khajit · May 4, 2016

(Kinda stuck till Ysarth replies. *sigh*)

Muad'dib · May 5, 2016

The Bosmer quietly watched more strangers enter, looking them over briefly before returning his attention to the map laid over the table.

Much of the countryside had been marked one way or another, denoting some place he'd discovered or visited - some of them were Nord ruins he'd discovered on behalf of the Altmer sorcerer he'd met in the tavern several months ago. In his pack were a few drawings of their exteriors in a sketchbook, along with notes about the surrounding area. He'd kept similar records of the places he'd visited as a scout in the war, though now it was for his own interests, rather than the Dominion's. The easily multitasking elf kept an ear perked for any stray conversation that drifted through the room while he looked over the map, as well as footsteps. For the moment, he seemed to ignore them - the only person he had business with in Whiterun wasn't present, and he didn't stick his nose in strangers' business unless he had some interest in it.

Deadpool. · May 5, 2016

Caeser notices that she is not fond of his occupation, or his superiours. He nods, " I must apoligise for my confronting nature, I did not mean to offend you madame. My name is Caeser, I was born and raised in Cyrodil. Before I became an Imperial, I was a scholar and my research was in the ruins of Skyrim. I've been in this tavern before, so I decided to come in. So, whats is your name?" he said, trying not to give too much away, especially to a woman he just met.

His eyes then immediately switched to a bosmer to an nearby table, his eyes narrowed onto his map. He seemed like the kind that killed his men, his memories ran through his mind of how the dominion killed his childhood friend, and his emotions were replaced with rage, however he kept his composure for the lady infront of him, and for the sake of his uniform.

He re-focused his full attention to the woman before him, and grinned.

His Nirnroot tea arrives shortly, he thanks the barmaid and hands her the septims he owes.
He lets the tea cool before taking a sip.

Maiden Spread Eagle · May 5, 2016

Finishing her drink the nightingale pushes her hair out of her face before responding "you can call me Eagle, apparently my parents were on skooma when they named me." Then leaning on her elbows at the small table, scanning the room. Noticing the bosmer enter, intrigued by his map wondering if it has the locations of any easily looted ruins. Turning back to Caesar "not many Nords in here tonight. Not that it's bad though, kind of refreshing actually."

Kivuli_The_Khajit · May 5, 2016

Kivuli glances behind her at the nightingale. Ex-Imperial eh? Perhaps she might be good for conversation. She orders a bottle of mead for Eagle, a gesture of good will towards her.

The barmaid sets the bottle down on the table and eyes Eagle. "Seems the Khajiit at the bar's taken an interest in you."

Maiden Spread Eagle · May 5, 2016

Thanks the barmaid and raises the bottle of mead smiling in a toast like salute to the Khajit. Then to whoever is within hearing distance, in a slightly drunken state "Always liked the Khajit, good people.... And great warriors. Never met one I haven't liked yet... Wait.... No there was that one who nearly killed me at the college of winterhold. Don't know if he ment to though....it was a scroll.... Kinda lit me and everything around me on fire when I used it......." Staring off in thought as she take a drink of the mead

Deadpool. · May 6, 2016

"Eagle? It is a pleasure" he said raising his eyebrows

He tuned his head to the Khajit the bar, something about her made Caeser very suspicious and extremely cautious of her, perhaps it's because of her dislike towards the Imperials, or perhaps there was something more.

He turned back to Eagle and a smile appeared on his face, "Yes, It is.. They cause alot of trouble sometimes- with their drinking habits and their primative nature" he said letting out a slight chuckle.

Maiden Spread Eagle · May 6, 2016

Snapping out of her daydream turning back to Caesar. "What was up with all the letter runners?"

Deadpool. · May 6, 2016

There was a pause, his smile faded and his tone was serious, "The dark brotherhood is back, I cannot tell you anything else- It is buisness of the Penitus Oculatus" he whispered

Maiden Spread Eagle · May 6, 2016

Stops mid drink of mead. "You mean the assassins? I thought that was just an old myth" finishes swig of mead "for a second I thought maybe you were just the imperials head paper boy" softly chuckles "I should retire to my room soon before this one starts spinning"

Deadpool. · May 6, 2016

"Madame, I am far more than an officer of the couriers, I'm posted in Skyrim for a reason. Perhaps I should escort you, no one wants you walling over now do they" He said as he stood up, ready to assist her

Maiden Spread Eagle · May 6, 2016

"Wellll it is upstairs..." Reluctantly takes The imperials arm to steady herself as she stands up.

Deadpool. · May 6, 2016

He allows Eagle to steady herself on his arm

"okay well lets go then" he said as a smile illuminated his face

He escorts Eagle to the stairs, he then proceeds to smoothly sweep her off her feet and then carry her until her room is reached, He gently puts her down and says "Will you be okay from here madame?" he asked

Maiden Spread Eagle · May 6, 2016

Adjusting to being on her feet again and trying to remember the last time someone carried her anywhere. Fumbling with the key to her room. A lock pick would have been easier for her to use, but considering her company she decided against it. "I should be ok,thank you for your help getting up here. Do you have a room here? Or do you stay in the guard barracks?"

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