@LokiLeo789 I think it was Zephyrion? Try looking through Cyclone's sheets.
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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
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P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
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We could probably skip to the city whenever your ready.
"That's good thinking," Fendros said. He then looked ahead and shrugged. "It might take a while, and we may have to be...careful with our approach, but short of breaking down doors, I think that is the best shot we have at finding a worshipper. They won't expect to be sniffed out."
Sabine spoke up as well. "As long as we do not accidentally track someone who bought neither skooma nor a Talos symbol."
Fendros smiled and tilted his head in acknowledgement. "We'll have to be careful, like I said." Before confirming things, Fendros turned his eyes over his shoulder to Malithus. "What do you think?"
Sabine spoke up as well. "As long as we do not accidentally track someone who bought neither skooma nor a Talos symbol."
Fendros smiled and tilted his head in acknowledgement. "We'll have to be careful, like I said." Before confirming things, Fendros turned his eyes over his shoulder to Malithus. "What do you think?"
Fendros held his fist to his chin and held his other arm across his chest. He tried to play out Colours' plan in his head. "I can see the hunters going to the black market to try and track down the Talos worshippers. There is a good chance that we'll lead them into a trap. However, Kaleeth is right. The justicars could respond to such a ruse. As well, we cannot monitor everyone that comes into contact with people we talk to so we might find out who they might be informing. We may have to try a different approach."
For a moment, Fendros stared quietly at the ground in front of himself, thinking. Sabine glanced to everyone's faces and cupped her palm in front of her. She said. "If we cannot trust our contacts, if there is no way to deal with justicars, and we do not know where the hunters are, then...who can we trust to start?"
"There is only one party left," Fendros lowered his arms and looked across to the group. "The Talos worshippers themselves."
Sabine looked blankly.
"Think about it," Fendros said. "If we can make contact, they will know which smugglers to trust. They might even know which ones might have sold other worshippers out. From there, we may have an easier time finding a starting point from which our intentions are hidden."
"How do we make contact?" Sabine asked.
Fendros raised his brow. "That, I do not know. Colours? How would we be able to find them without making ourselves look like justicars or bounty hunters ourselves?"
For a moment, Fendros stared quietly at the ground in front of himself, thinking. Sabine glanced to everyone's faces and cupped her palm in front of her. She said. "If we cannot trust our contacts, if there is no way to deal with justicars, and we do not know where the hunters are, then...who can we trust to start?"
"There is only one party left," Fendros lowered his arms and looked across to the group. "The Talos worshippers themselves."
Sabine looked blankly.
"Think about it," Fendros said. "If we can make contact, they will know which smugglers to trust. They might even know which ones might have sold other worshippers out. From there, we may have an easier time finding a starting point from which our intentions are hidden."
"How do we make contact?" Sabine asked.
Fendros raised his brow. "That, I do not know. Colours? How would we be able to find them without making ourselves look like justicars or bounty hunters ourselves?"
Fendros tried to hide his disappointment the his confidence in their had been lowered. "Okay...well, as long as they do not sell us our, mislead us..." He shrugged. "...Ambush us, or anything like that, that's fine by me."
Sabine wasn't so convinced. "We can trust them, can we not?" She asked by way of noting what Colours did not explicitly assure.
Saras' extra little requests were not unreasonable to Lunise and Maroc. Though the meeting had been tense at first, Maroc maintained his outwardly friendly and accommodating demeanour throughout. The two parties separated after taking their copies of the agreement with them, resolving to meet at the same place at a particular date to finalise the deal. Before then, Maroc and Lunise mentioned that they would leave dead-drops for lycans to pick up at their leisure, containing missives of information on Vile's activities in Skyrim in particular. This much was "good will," according to Maroc.
Maroc's group left under another powerful invisibility spell cast by Lunise. They padded off on a skewed path to a road before they ended the spell and returned to Windhelm.
Though Saras' control of information was adept enough to keep the Blackreach clan well and truly secured, it was not completely clear whether making a deal with the lycans of Tamriel was the sole reason for the united negotiations of both the Dominion and Empire representatives. As much was mentioned by one of Saras' agents present at the meeting. Overall, everyone around Saras was uneasy about the situation. Though the clans at large were not in any more danger than before, they were suspicious of foul play and possibly even Vile's involvement.
Sabine wasn't so convinced. "We can trust them, can we not?" She asked by way of noting what Colours did not explicitly assure.
Saras' extra little requests were not unreasonable to Lunise and Maroc. Though the meeting had been tense at first, Maroc maintained his outwardly friendly and accommodating demeanour throughout. The two parties separated after taking their copies of the agreement with them, resolving to meet at the same place at a particular date to finalise the deal. Before then, Maroc and Lunise mentioned that they would leave dead-drops for lycans to pick up at their leisure, containing missives of information on Vile's activities in Skyrim in particular. This much was "good will," according to Maroc.
Maroc's group left under another powerful invisibility spell cast by Lunise. They padded off on a skewed path to a road before they ended the spell and returned to Windhelm.
Though Saras' control of information was adept enough to keep the Blackreach clan well and truly secured, it was not completely clear whether making a deal with the lycans of Tamriel was the sole reason for the united negotiations of both the Dominion and Empire representatives. As much was mentioned by one of Saras' agents present at the meeting. Overall, everyone around Saras was uneasy about the situation. Though the clans at large were not in any more danger than before, they were suspicious of foul play and possibly even Vile's involvement.
Sounds reasonable.
I don't know about you, but I think we can work out any terms on the official documents on the fly. I don't really want to write out all the legalese that Maroc and his band are going to use. Suffice it to say, the Empire is trying to cooperate to help lycans end the war with Vile by exchanging information, with either party reserving the right to withdraw should the other party act against them. At that point, the agreement of the Empire to protect them against the Empire's enemies, or the legion, is nullified. The Dominion has it written similarly.
In both cases, they aren't treating the clans as a neutral faction in a war between the nations, but instead as residents of their nations that are not going to be subject to any drafts or demands for resources. However, this part has a clause that states that when the Empire or Dominion is satisfied that the conflict with Vile is over, that this part is immediately renegotiated to better integrate the clans into their nations. If asked, Lunise and Maroc will say that they do not wish for lycan clans to be havens for tax evasion and the black market and should be subject to the law of the land after their troubles are calmed.
Any individual clan members that go against the Empire or end up in jail or courts are subject to the laws they are charged with. If they aren't sentenced to death, they are ushered away to serve their sentences in secret. Afterwards, if they still live, they are given over to clans as per the agreement to hand over lycans that need rehabilitation.
The entire document has a sunset clause that has it expire after fifteen years unless it is ended before then. They might be willing to increase that if Saras insists on more time.
Did you want to know anything specific right now?
In both cases, they aren't treating the clans as a neutral faction in a war between the nations, but instead as residents of their nations that are not going to be subject to any drafts or demands for resources. However, this part has a clause that states that when the Empire or Dominion is satisfied that the conflict with Vile is over, that this part is immediately renegotiated to better integrate the clans into their nations. If asked, Lunise and Maroc will say that they do not wish for lycan clans to be havens for tax evasion and the black market and should be subject to the law of the land after their troubles are calmed.
Any individual clan members that go against the Empire or end up in jail or courts are subject to the laws they are charged with. If they aren't sentenced to death, they are ushered away to serve their sentences in secret. Afterwards, if they still live, they are given over to clans as per the agreement to hand over lycans that need rehabilitation.
The entire document has a sunset clause that has it expire after fifteen years unless it is ended before then. They might be willing to increase that if Saras insists on more time.
Did you want to know anything specific right now?
"No, I do not want to make people stop." Sabine raised a hand as she clarified. "I just do not want to make things like that. It is fun to experiment with alchemy, but I prefer to use it to help people. That is what I want."
Sabine let her words sink in for a second before she gave Colours a fleeting glance and added. "Before you ask me, I do not want to try those substances myself. Thank you."
"I can assure you," Maroc swiftly remarked. "That is all accounted for. Do not trouble yourself with a messenger."
At that, Maroc pat at his sides and looked confused for a moment. Suddenly, he perked up and looked across to the silent standing figure of Albus. "You did bring paper, did you not?"
Without a word Albus shouldered off his bag onto the table and produced several scrolls of blank parchment, a small capped ink pot, and a quill, all from rigid cases. Maroc spoke while Albus brought them onto the table. "I regret that I have not brought sealing wax with me. However, my signet will serve as authority to any agreements we sign. With each of us having a copy, this will be a binding agreement with the Empire. I believe Lunise will wish to write up differently worded versions on behalf of the Dominion."
Lunise confirmed with a curt nod.
Maroc continued. "Our agreements shall be relatively simple for now. We can work through the details to execute them afterwards. Your clans will technically be put under the protection of the Empire, which, right now, amounts to the secrets we know. It shall be expanded into further official cooperation after this war is over. I am sure we can reach agreeable terms."
Albus laid out one of the scrolls, revealing it to be adorned with red dye, gold leaf, and the Imperial dragon. This was official stationary for binding agreements.
Sabine let her words sink in for a second before she gave Colours a fleeting glance and added. "Before you ask me, I do not want to try those substances myself. Thank you."
"I can assure you," Maroc swiftly remarked. "That is all accounted for. Do not trouble yourself with a messenger."
At that, Maroc pat at his sides and looked confused for a moment. Suddenly, he perked up and looked across to the silent standing figure of Albus. "You did bring paper, did you not?"
Without a word Albus shouldered off his bag onto the table and produced several scrolls of blank parchment, a small capped ink pot, and a quill, all from rigid cases. Maroc spoke while Albus brought them onto the table. "I regret that I have not brought sealing wax with me. However, my signet will serve as authority to any agreements we sign. With each of us having a copy, this will be a binding agreement with the Empire. I believe Lunise will wish to write up differently worded versions on behalf of the Dominion."
Lunise confirmed with a curt nod.
Maroc continued. "Our agreements shall be relatively simple for now. We can work through the details to execute them afterwards. Your clans will technically be put under the protection of the Empire, which, right now, amounts to the secrets we know. It shall be expanded into further official cooperation after this war is over. I am sure we can reach agreeable terms."
Albus laid out one of the scrolls, revealing it to be adorned with red dye, gold leaf, and the Imperial dragon. This was official stationary for binding agreements.
Sabine appreciated the sentiment, but she carefully brushed off Colours' hand from her shoulder when he spoke of using her alchemy in such a manner. "I do not think that would be appropriate," she said over a laugh. "The only thing for parties I make are hangover cures. I have been making them since I was a child." She turned her head to briefly give Colours a look. "I like challenging things. Like improving the antidote to the soul tearing gas."
"Well..." Maroc gave the now partially mollified Lunise a brief look, before returning his eyes to Saras. "Let's go down the list. Secrecy, we can agree to. I do not require that you provide us with the locations of every clan after the war, only that the clans make contact so that they may cooperate with the Empire. Those that do not will be in a tenuous position according to Imperial law. It will be a similar situation for those in the Dominion. As for war..." Maroc paused to roll his lips, taking another slow breath. "I can tell you that the clans will not be required to fight. The legion will protect cooperating clans as if they were citizens of the Empire, as they...in all but a few respects still are. Of course, lycans that wish to join the legion of their own accord is not something facilitated right now, though I am sure the legion would have ears open to anything that could help them. Everything on the other side is Lunise's purview."
Maroc did not need to so much as move to signal Lunise's cue. She spoke directly, but without the venomous inflections of her previous outburst. "Much the same. However, the Dominion military is one built on experience, skill, and magical prowess. I foresee no intrinsic role for lycans in our ranks, except as fodder. Forcing that role is a waste of time."
"Well..." Maroc gave the now partially mollified Lunise a brief look, before returning his eyes to Saras. "Let's go down the list. Secrecy, we can agree to. I do not require that you provide us with the locations of every clan after the war, only that the clans make contact so that they may cooperate with the Empire. Those that do not will be in a tenuous position according to Imperial law. It will be a similar situation for those in the Dominion. As for war..." Maroc paused to roll his lips, taking another slow breath. "I can tell you that the clans will not be required to fight. The legion will protect cooperating clans as if they were citizens of the Empire, as they...in all but a few respects still are. Of course, lycans that wish to join the legion of their own accord is not something facilitated right now, though I am sure the legion would have ears open to anything that could help them. Everything on the other side is Lunise's purview."
Maroc did not need to so much as move to signal Lunise's cue. She spoke directly, but without the venomous inflections of her previous outburst. "Much the same. However, the Dominion military is one built on experience, skill, and magical prowess. I foresee no intrinsic role for lycans in our ranks, except as fodder. Forcing that role is a waste of time."
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