Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150923172856/@comment-5583506-20151015012146

Raziel would find that the gates were locked. There wasn't a single light shining from the windows and the place looked altogether shut down. Rather peculiar for a place that had just until recently boasted about having re-opened for the most brilliant, young minds Tamriel had to offer.

"Well", said Ganvalyon and rubbed the back off his neck. "There really isn't much I can tell you about them that you would find to be of any use in order to defeat them. We've got plenty of books on them, but as you know these people are historical. If you want personal details I guess that you would have to..." He swallowed hard. "... ask them yourselves. And I doubt you would be able to do that without getting mauled to pieces. I barely made it out of the older sections alive."

Anhjari clipped with her ears and stroke her throat. "But, did these men... use to live here?"

"Oh, yes. In fact the very room we are sitting in now happens to be part of the older archives where they kept personal notes on their progress to achieve alchemical supremacy. But that was centuries ago. Nothing of what they wrote remains. That's why we are using this room for our own books now."

"But what if... if..." Anhjari didn't really know what to say. "What if these men, the Crimson Order, the corrupted ones... What if they kept notes hidden from this Montinette and his confidants? Would they be in this room as well?"

The Altmer seemed confused. "I... guess? What's your point?"

"Well, I was just thinking that if the corrupted circle within the Crimson Order didn't want Montinette and his friends to find out about their schemes, then perhaps the notes they wrote are hidden somewhere? Hidden somewhere here in this room?"

Ganvalyon raised his eyebrows. "And you expect us, several centuries later to just... stumble upon this ancient secret by mere chance? Sweet girl, we searched this place when we restored the older parts of this building. There is nothing here. There was nothing we could see."

''Maybe not for you... You may have needed someone of... my talents...''

"Maybe I will be able to see?" she said with a vague smile, causing Ganvalyon to gain an even more confused expression. "Do I have your permission, Kay?"