Screeching Spasmodically
Spasmodic Screecher
As Adalia waited for the masked man to say something, rather than stare with his eerie purple eyes which seemed to be...glowing? The eyes certainly made her uncomfortable, but she was confident she could blast him with lightning if he tried anything. She glanced at Lilliana, who'd finished her stew and was staring wide eyed up at the man. This, Adalia realized, was all new to the girl. The redguard reached into her coinpurse, and dropped a handful into the girls hand. "Go and get yourself a second helping, dear." Lilliana nodded gratefully, stood and headed for the bar, coins clenched tightly in her hand. A couple of minutes later, a scruffy looking man in robes, with blonde hair that had been cut short.
"You don't seem like mercenary types. What are you doing in a place like this?" He seemed pleasant enough, but Adalia knew enough about the under empire to not trust strangers who came from nowhere. She snuck a glance at the masked man who still stood nearby, suspicion creeping into the back of her mind. Lilliana might not be the only one wanted by the empire. After all, Adalia was an unregistered mage in the middle of the under empire. Bounty hunters could operate here without any restrictions, and she'd heard that there was a large bounty for her kind throughout the lands of the empire. With that in mind, she answered, "you shouldn't assume. I'm here because of the summons for mercenaries. The girl there," she nodded towards Lilliana, who was on her way back with a steaming bowl, "is my ward. It's not safe for her in the city proper. What about you? You don't look like a-" The flash of crimson robes caught her attention. A dark haired man with pale bronze skin, stood in the doorway with a khajiit and dunmer on either side of him. "Why is there an imperial mage here?" She hissed, turning her face away, hoping she hadn't been spotted.
"You don't seem like mercenary types. What are you doing in a place like this?" He seemed pleasant enough, but Adalia knew enough about the under empire to not trust strangers who came from nowhere. She snuck a glance at the masked man who still stood nearby, suspicion creeping into the back of her mind. Lilliana might not be the only one wanted by the empire. After all, Adalia was an unregistered mage in the middle of the under empire. Bounty hunters could operate here without any restrictions, and she'd heard that there was a large bounty for her kind throughout the lands of the empire. With that in mind, she answered, "you shouldn't assume. I'm here because of the summons for mercenaries. The girl there," she nodded towards Lilliana, who was on her way back with a steaming bowl, "is my ward. It's not safe for her in the city proper. What about you? You don't look like a-" The flash of crimson robes caught her attention. A dark haired man with pale bronze skin, stood in the doorway with a khajiit and dunmer on either side of him. "Why is there an imperial mage here?" She hissed, turning her face away, hoping she hadn't been spotted.