Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20151119155453/@comment-5824038-20151124183242

Arnaud was able to eat anything at the table - an empty plate was in front of him, with a selection of different dishes laid out to the sides.

A minute later Xarxes al-Wayrest walked over and sat down next to the other man. 'How did it go?' he asked him.

'Oh, excellent, sir! Absolutely excellent!'

Xarxes thanked his assistant, before turning his attention to Arnaud. 'I recognize your face. Though I'm sure you hear that a lot. My name, in case you were not aware, is Xarxes ibn Darius ibn Az'Azeez al-Wayrest, Senator of the Empire and former Governor of Hammerfell.' The Redguard extended his hand for the Breton to shake.

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The ashfields were often used as landing zones by airships, so nobody was bothered by The Dawn's Light's arrival. This place was a fair distance from the centre of the city, but it shouldn't take more than half an hour to walk there.

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Great gasps of agony came from the Dunmer. 'Yesssss,' he gurgled, as blood dribbled from his mouth. 'You are an artist of pain, sirrah! Though, I will be honest, there is not much more to tell. We were ordered to kill someone. We weren't given a name, to ensure the operation's safety should something like this happen; only a description.

'He ordered us to, at the opening celebrations for the First Planting, kill the human man who stood with the governor, wearing silk finery, with the darkest skin. We were supposed to scream out "For Samarkand!" as we did it, or something like that. Anything that could pin the blame on the Kingdom. The money was incredible - 20 000 drakes each!'

He looked at Sebastien, a cold sneer controting his face. 'Now, what are you going to do? Torture me some more, just for the hell of watching me writhe and twist in pain? Or will you kill me quickly? It's time to find out if you really are a self-righteous investigator, or just a psychopathic sadist.'