Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170225142449/@comment-5543592-20170225160253

"Anything your serving to eat would be appreciated, along with wine." The old man said, gliding across the floor, turning to the door as he did so.

"Come in, Szeth." He beckoned.

A second man entirely, much different from the first, with a bald head, hawkish features, a lean build, and eyes sharp enough to punch holes in steel. Szeth carried a few books against his chest, likely Lamberts, and had a saddlebag hanging from his shoulder. He stared at both the Argonian and Dunmer for several beats, as if sizing them up, before following the old man.

"Here would be fine." The elder said, pointing to a table, and Szeth set both books and bag there, before taking a seat.

"Not very lively this time of day, is it?" The old man asked as he looked around the room, making small talk.