Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150715181657/@comment-3293219-20150720115137

"Easy enough to get caught?" Talin asked, with a playful smile as they approached the Mage's Guild hall. The Imperial readied himself at the front door before entering, holding it open for Diana to follow him from behind.

The Imperial couldn't help but amazed at the old guild hall, though it was nothing compared to the Arcane university, it was a prime example of making the most with what you have. This college had one of the best library archives he had ever seen on the upper level and the center of the hall, where training exorcises were most likely performed, was so spacious and pristine. It was obvious that the building was old but well maintained...

Talin made his way through the Guild Hall and approached the first mage he saw, a senior looking Breton man, in blue mage's robes, studying a tome, following it with his finger and uttering its words under his breath.

He was an old man, with a balding head and a rather large and bushy beard, he was probably around sixty at a guess, still vibrant and ready for study and research...

The Imperial cleared his throat as he approached him, quickly getting his attention as he turned around, snapping the book shut at once, like a child who had been caught reading erotic literature...

"Oh! Uh... eh... Wha?" He then paused and came to his senses, somewhat startled by the fact that they were being visited by two Imperials, who looked like they had just crawled out of a haystack together.

"Erm... Can I help you?" He asked, though his tone was hesitant to say the least...

"I'm looking for a location, lost off of most Imperial maps. Do you happen to have any information on the Crypt of Hearts?"

The Old Man stiffened, shuddered might be the more appropriate word as he shuffled past them both, wandering over to the table, where he slammed the book down, hard on it.

"Whatever could anyone want with that wretched place?" He uttered, seeming somewhat angered by Talin's curiosity about it as his frail hands shook, he slowly raised so that his back was straight and snapped his gaze back on the two Imperials.

"Why do you wish to know about it?" He demanded, making Talin seem somewhat uncomfortable as he didn't expect to be grilled for being curious, didn't academics typically encourage it?

The Imperials looked at one another, just as confused and put out as eachother, with no answers to give. Talin decided that it was best to speak for the both of them in this case...

"I've... We need something that's said to be inside it, more than one man's life depends on it." The Imperial replied, hoping to put the pressure on by vaguely telling him the gravity of the quest.

"Oh? Unless you seek death, there is nothing for you in the Crypt..." The Old Mage replied, his voice was a little calmer at this point as he gently clawed at his whiskers.

"Look, sir, with all do respect? We handle ourselves, I have military training and my partner here is an infiltration expert, we've done this before."

"Ha! 'Military training?' Dear boy, I wouldn't send the entire Daggerfall watch down there! Everyone who's gone looking for the damn place, and found it, never returned! I lost my own apprentice to it for Arkay's sake!

Unless you and your wife wish to meet the same fate, I suggest abandoning your quest, for both your own sakes and mine. I do not want any more blood on my hands, losing her was just... too much to bare and I'll be damned if I let that happen to anyone else." As he spoke his tone grew more stern as his rage grew, eventually his voice was lightly echoing around the chamber, drawing the attention of some of the apprentices.

Talin, however, kept his nerve, as best as he could at least and folded his arms.

"I don't have a choice here, I need it's location." He replied, somehow in a tone far more stern than the Old Man's to the point that it was almost threatening.

"Even if it meant your life and the lives of those closest to you?" The Old Man asked, trying to make Talin question his own character, though the Imperial barely even registered the question.

"It already does."

The Mage glanced away and sighed before running his hand down his face, scratching his whiskers as he went before shaking his head and turning around, he began to fumble around along the shelves, drawing a tattered scroll from it and sighing heavily as he did so, turning back and wandering over to Talin, placing the map firmly in his hands.

"The consequences be on your head, son..." The Breton Mage whispered, spitefully, though Talin saw no need to say anything in response, he just glared at the old man, somewhat questioning his sincerity...

Talin snatched the letter from his hand, giving him a slight respectful nod as he did so.

"Thank you..." He uttered, somewhat half-heartedly as he walked away, assuming that Diana was following him out.