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"Don't remind me about Nord stubbornness. It was only until I threatened to hack his junk off that one Nord finally got the hint that I wasn't interested in him." Serena said, following suit with Aria after she'd finished off the last of her mead.

"Not knowing when to quit is a nice quality and all, but not when it makes me want to hurl the nearest table at the guy."
"No singular race of man would stand a chance against the combined might of the Thalmor. And we'd probably have to draw in the Argonians and some of the other Elven races to fill ranks. Ambush tactics would just piss them off until they decided to devise means to counter it." Serena said, before she took another sip of mead.

"I'd knock some sense into both factions, but with how many "I'm right, you're wrong" mentalities there are here in Skyrim in relation to both sides... I think I'd break my hand after five. And you'd think they'd call off the civil war what with there being DRAGONS flying around ready to strike at any time!"
"Honestly I've not been keeping tabs on the war. Too busy looking out for myself. All I do know is that this infighting is going to lead to a lot of opportunities for Thalmor to seize upon more and more of a power base here in Skyrim. If the Stormcloaks had any common sense, they'd go after the Thalmor instead of the Empire. Driving the Empire out of Skyrim is just going to trigger a massive influx of Thalmor attackers as a response. And if the Empire couldn't drive off the Thalmor, what in oblivion makes them think they can?" Serena said, chugging back some mead once she'd finished talking before rubbing her forehead in frustration.

"...How many mothers, fathers and children need be torn apart before this is over?"
"...Those kind of drinks tend to ease a person's stress after a long day on the job. It only causes those kinds of downsides when they've had one drink too many. They also do it to be social... And sometimes competetive about it. The only time I remember even being that drunk was when Jarl Balgruuf the Greater called me a milk drinker when he thought I couldn't hear him... Needless to say he threw down the gauntlet and I wasn't about to let that one slide. What happened afterwards is somewhat of a haze. I don't really remember who blacked out first, but I think we broke even. No-one in Whiterun disputed my ability to hold my drinks down after that. Though I did have the faint taste of honey in my mouth for the rest of the week. Needless to say I haven't drank anywhere near that amount since." Cronic said, scratching the back of his head towards the end of the tale.

"Course, some people just need good food, good friends, and a good night's sleep to be ready for the following morning. Speaking of which, I'd better head up to the Bannered Mare in a bit... Aria's a good soul, but she sometimes forgets when to stop knocking her drinks back."

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"Maybe make it three... Anyone tries to get touchy feely, I'm breaking their wrist." Serena said as she followed Aria into the Mare.
"Don't have too much to drink there. Otherwise I'm going to have to empty a bucket over your head in the morning. I'll stay behind just in case we get any more 'unwelcome' guests." Cronic said, reaching for a nearby bucket as if to further his point.

"...I guess now that I'm not concerned about threats to my life I could afford to have a taste of the local brew." Serena said, getting to her feet and following after Aria.

"You might want to sit this one out Yuki. Some of the drinks they have at the mare aren't suitable for minors. This one guy tried to prove he wasn't a 'Milk Drinker', Nord insult for a guy who's a total lightweight in drinking mead... What he had ended up flooring him on the spot, leaving 'em with a lingering hangover for the rest of the week." Cronic said, before stretching his arms.
"Assuming they haven't been wiped out already." Serena said, before slapping herself on the forehead.

"...Sorry, assuming worse case scenarios is force of habit." Serena said, before turning to look at Yuki.

"Well, I've always been more into functionality versus form anyway. No point making something look fancy if it doesn't do it's job. Though I'll need to mix in some enchantments at a later date to really make it effective." Cronic said, mulling over ideas for further improvements.

"...Huh, if he ever suffers an injury that takes him off of fieldwork such as combat, he'd make a killing as a tailor." Serena said, admiring Cronic's handiwork.

"Here's hoping that doesn't happen for a long time."
"From kicking Bandits off their self-centred perches to simple garment repairs, we do it all... Within reason anyway. Doing something crazy like trying to capture a live Mammoth without getting knocked into the heavens by their giant shepherds? You're on your own with that one. Not much we can do in relation to odd jobs when we're reduced to a bloodstain on the floor." Cronic said, essentially summarizing the buisness.

"Here and there. Enough to know that I need to wrap up warm at least." Serena said, folding her arms.

"Exactly how far north are we talking here?" Serena asked, looking at Aria in contemplation, Crobalt seemingly lost in his own thoughts as the two conversed."
"The earlier measurements and a rough idea of the design in my head helped expedite things. From there t'was but a matter of resources, which Warmaidens were happy to supply... After a bit of negotiating a lower price." Cronic said as he simply waited for Yuki's return.

"Archery skills, record time craftsmanship, magic use. Is there nothing this guy can't do?" Serena asked as she read the book on Vampire clans.

"Well it's not exactly perfect. I still need to add enchantments to it, plus I was kinda in a hurry to get her out that robe, so I'll need to fine tune the fit later."
"...And here I am playing one woman army probably doing little more than being an annoyance." Serena said to no-one in particular as Yuki returned to the building, somewhat exhausted, but excited regardless.

"Welcome back. Glad you're taking to the change in scenery well... Now that you're not freezing your backside off." Cronic said, cracking a smile at Yuki's return.

"I finished your new clothes before you returned. Once it all clicked together in my head, everything else was childs play. I left them in your room when you're ready to try them on." Cronic said, pointing upstairs before looking at Serena, who was at a loss of what to do.
"Well, it could be a good paycheck. We don't really care much for the prestige, only the septims such a job offers... And with two more mouths to feed, we're gonna need it. Getting a reputation is a sure fire way to get ourselves killed or captured by Thalmor operatives... And that's a major no-no." Cronic said, folding his arms, but he made a mental note to get back at Aria later for that grin on her face.

"Plus, it'd be a good idea to remain in Balgruuf's good books. Connections in high places can save our skin when things go south." Cronic said, Serena pondering what to do as the two spoke. Eventually, she found her voice again.

"Maybe... Vengeance isn't something I can claim. The Thalmor are numerous, I am but one. I would probably end up dead before I got close to wiping them out completely." Serena said, a somewhat crestfallen look on her face at the realization.
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