Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20170728144640/@comment-2165692-20170826171424

Alyssa nodded, they entered the flagon and looked past the pond(?) in the middle of the room. Alyssa walked around it, she passed by Dirge as she kept an eye on the large Nord, the air was tense down here. Alyssa stopped before Vekel, paying Aventus no mind. "I'm looking for an old man, Esbern. Said to be living somewhere down here." at the mention of Esbern, Gissur quietly got up and headed for the warrens.

"Huh. Lot of old guys around. I don't really know how I can help." Vekel said

"Maybe this will help your memory." She passes a bloated coin purse,

"Well...when you put it that way, I think I do know the old guy you're talking about. Lot of people looking for him. He's paid good money for nobody to know he's down here. He's holed up in the Ratway Warrens. Hardly ever leaves the place -- has someone bring him food and such. Crazy old coot, from what I've heard. For that to stand out down here, he must really be off his nut."

"Who else is looking for him?"

"Dangerous-looking elves who didn't give their names. Draw your own conclusions." Vekel responded

Alyssa said under her breath "The Thalmor."