[center]Jarett[/center]

"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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[center]Keldan[/center]

[i]"...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"[/i]

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.