Andre Marek
You can run, but you'll only die tired...
Lorkas rolled his eyes as the 'extraordinarily humble' dark elf and the Khajiit he had been talking to, shot thinly disguised insults at each other. The Khajiit, obviously irritated, headed outside while the elf walked over o the fireplace and began poking around in the ashes. He was beginning to get annoyed despite himself. Normally he wasn't one to get involved in the affairs of others but in this case, the thought of having to potentially rely on the others in the group made him lean toward advocating for cooperation.
Wrapped up as he was he almost missed Argus' question. Lorkas glanced down at the faintly glowing gem and then back to Argus, noticing for the first time how the fellow Nord's eyes were almost glazed over as he stared at the gem, mesmerized. Lorkas very nearly dropped the gem into Argus's hand but something nagged at the back of his mind. He couldn't tell if the feeling was a result of paranoia or came from the decidedly nasty aura that the gemstone had. With a quick motion he wrapped the gem back in the leather and placed it into his satchel as he stepped towards the door. "Actually, if it's not too much trouble, I'd like to study it just a bit more. Thank you."
With that, he stepped through the door, feeling slightly refreshed at being back in the morning sun while also more than a little perturbed at Argus's reaction to the gem. It had almost looked like he knew what it was. Lorkas wasn't sure if that was true but he figured that, being the only mage in the group, he should at least try to get a better grasp on the obviously magical gem.
Outside he saw the Khajiit woman, head down and clutching at something around her neck while breathing deeply of the fresh air, "So I take it you're not a fan of the Dunmer hmm?" He said quietly, stepping up beside her.
Wrapped up as he was he almost missed Argus' question. Lorkas glanced down at the faintly glowing gem and then back to Argus, noticing for the first time how the fellow Nord's eyes were almost glazed over as he stared at the gem, mesmerized. Lorkas very nearly dropped the gem into Argus's hand but something nagged at the back of his mind. He couldn't tell if the feeling was a result of paranoia or came from the decidedly nasty aura that the gemstone had. With a quick motion he wrapped the gem back in the leather and placed it into his satchel as he stepped towards the door. "Actually, if it's not too much trouble, I'd like to study it just a bit more. Thank you."
With that, he stepped through the door, feeling slightly refreshed at being back in the morning sun while also more than a little perturbed at Argus's reaction to the gem. It had almost looked like he knew what it was. Lorkas wasn't sure if that was true but he figured that, being the only mage in the group, he should at least try to get a better grasp on the obviously magical gem.
Outside he saw the Khajiit woman, head down and clutching at something around her neck while breathing deeply of the fresh air, "So I take it you're not a fan of the Dunmer hmm?" He said quietly, stepping up beside her.