Open The Bannered Mare Tavern

Ennoc stepped into the Bannered Mare, but not in his usual garb - he was wearing the clothes of a noble. He had left his Nightingale armour back at the Ratway Cistern, along with his weapons. The Thieves Guild and the Nightingales were like a family; they could trust each other with their own belongings. "A Firebrand Wine, if you will." he said to the bartender. He left a few septims on the bartable and sat down around the fire, listening to the bard's terrible singing.

Lysara noticed two men come in; a breton who ate and drank as if he had not done so in days, and then another. The latter was nicely dressed and took a seat by the fire.

She took out a spell tome on wards, and began reading it as she munched on a piece of bread.

Ennoc noticed the woman in the corner of the room staring at him, but he didn't take heed of it. Standing up, he downed the last of the wine and left it on the bench. He went up to the innkeeper and said, "A room for the night." He left 10 septims on the table counter. "Also, mind fetching another Firebrand Wine?" The already disgruntled innkeeper passed a Firebrand Wine over and mumbled something about not enough stock.

Not caring in the slightest, Ennoc walked up the stairs and entered his hired room, drinking wine all the way.

Inside the room, a dark elf with the name Valyn Darren was waiting, while he looked at his daggers.

"Who are you," Ennoc asked when he saw a dark elf in his room. "What do you want? If you want my money, you can come and get it." He balled his free fist behind his back, and he tightened his grip on the now-empty wine bottle.

Terje looked around the inn

Click On my Egg??)

Noticing the dark elf through a crack in the wall Only fools would mug someone in pure daylight...let alone in the middle of a Tavern Turning away from it, Charon pulls out a small beat up tome with strange symbols, a quill and unused parchment and starts translating what he could

Allimir stepped into the tavern, a huge smile on his face and bags just covering his belt. Big, bouncing, bags. That jingled. A lot. His eyes darted left and right and he saw his favorite person in the whole wide world right now and ran right up to her table. He took Lysara's hand in his and plopped one of the huge bags into her palm, it being heavy. "I hit the jackpot! That mammoth brought in more than I could believe!"

"Heh. Good For You" Terje Said as he aproched. He had a firm Grimace covering his face

A courier walks into the tavern, looking from table to table till he rest his eyes on Charon, busy at work on the tome in front of him. The courier grasps a package from his knapsack and read the name written on the cloth Charon He walked up to Charon and tapped him softly on the shoulder I have a package for you Charon looked up from his work and saw the package being thrust at him. Thank you..and send this letter back to the man you got this from After handing the courier the letter Charon waved him off and took the package and examined it closely and sighed and muttered to himself Dammit..Nelacar you fool Putting the package in the his own knapsack, he gathered all the papers into the tome closing it shut and shoved it too into the knapsack. He stood up and made a straight shot for the door.

"Your money? No. I need you to die." The Elf stood up, his daggers ready.

"Thank you, friend," she replied, taking the bag from Allimir. "But what about dear Frodrik, with his blind courage? A risky move, but still a brave one nonetheless."

Turning just as he handed the gold and the breton spoke the wood elf tossed the bag towards the nord, certain he'd catch it. Within, if one would count, would be over 800 septims. "This is glorious! A... pity about the giant, but nonetheless I am already hearing of multiple job opportunities from a multitude of couriers! If you two ever need anything of me then please, do not hesitate to call upon my services."

Terje smieled Sadly. "Im not gonna need Much Money, after..." He trailed off aquardly, and threw the bag back to him.

"As long as you are up to it, Elf." Lysara smiled at both of them, fiddling with her new bag of gold.

"I suppose I'll be off to explore the area. Bandits are always quick to re-populate caves and forts. I won't be hard to find." With that, she winked at the boys and left the Mare.

The elf caught the bag and looked at him strangely for a second before clipping the bag back upon his belt. "Very well then. If you wish." He gave it a moment's thought and took the bag back into his hand, handing it to the mage, "Well you did risk your life. A little bonus." He stepped back and allowed the woman out. He was tempted to join in.

(Creating a new thread, but it will be open, because I'll be out *in* the open)

Terje sighed. He Looked at the door, then colected his things and headed out

Allimir looked at the two and shrugged. He strode out, bow ready as he went out for some more hunting. He didn't feel like dealing with the offers right now.