Alit coughed a bit. "Great. [i]Anyway[/i]... since we've got a nicely varied group, we should do just fine!" she tossed in her attempt to change the subject, the idea of cannibalism never sitting well with her, neverminding her own rare use of necromancy- in spite of Dunmer tradition- and the more often used soul trap.

"That mean we should head out soon? I've stuck here a little too long." Haskell had little personal allegiance to the Stormcloaks himself, but considering his now mostly dead family's preference, he wasn't exactly too comfortable in a city full of Imperial soldiers.

Alit looked over at Keldan. "Make sure you get everything you need for the road. None of us know how long we'll be searching for the Harbinger." Her attention was then caught by the sound of some explosion outside. It wasn't too far away, either, and it couldn't have been [i]too[/i] bad if it wasn't followed up by screaming. "Now that sounds like something to investigate!"