Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191116020737/@comment-4662333-20191126163919

Torsten then exited the guild hall and met Dravis outside. The tone of their conversation had changed to the one inside.

"Where's the rest of your group?" Dravis questioned the Nord.

"They'll come soon enough. I want answers just as much as you do, Dravis."

The Ordinator sighed, "Listen, Torsten. This cult, the Children of Coldharbour, there's been reports of the disappearances of some citizens from other Indoril settlements that's been attributed to them. They're very much a threat, but their power and influence seems to have grown recently. The fact that this man we're looking for, Hirarend, could be involved with the Children and that he's sending contracts to tie up their loose ends? This problem runs deeper than this city, I fear for Morrowind as a whole if there are more agents like Hirarend running loose. Who knows how long it will be before they'll be able to summon their cursed Daedric Prince?"

Torsten considered Dravis' words very deeply, and realized the very dangers of being involved in a web like this. He had considered his position thus far, that he was a mere mercenary trying to survive in the ashlands of Morrowind - but when a cult is threatening their very existence and kidnapping struggling survivors of The Great Eruption?

"I appreciate on the information you've parted with, Dravis. But I'm not gonna sit around and wait till it's my turn to be kidnapped and sacrificed. If we want to get to the bottom of this, then we start off with your man, Hirarend. If he talks, then the rest of the cult will be revealed. Now, you mentioned something about his domicile?"

Dravis nodded, "Indeed. He's apparently taken residence in a vacated house in the north of this city. Come, we don't have much time to lose."