Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170119203012/@comment-3293219-20170126222428

The Grey Fox stepped into her Talos Plaza hideout, stepping inside one of the central manor houses as she sheathed her bow, just thankful that she wasn't followed.

She had her hood off as she ran through the streets, afterall, so it wasn't like anyone could recognise her... especially given the unique nature of the hood. She stepped inside her lair, hearing bickerings, coming from deeper within.

It would seem that Jivad and Dra'Gall were at it again...

"We've talked about this!" Jivad, the Redguard said, his tone was rather harsh as if he was annoyed... most likely because he was as he almost spoke down to Dra'Gall.

"Fox and I? We're used to the outside but you ain't, have you any idea what sort of nonesense you'll be getting yourself into? Trust me, Fox and I are trained in combat and self defense and even we find it difficult to make it home some nitghts.

You'd be better off here, with your books."

"Do not talk down to me, you swit!" Dra'Gall, the khajiit hissed as she stood up.

"You maybe used to speaking down to people like that in Legion but Khajiit knows when she's being patronized... It makes her claws twitch."

Fox hopped down the approach, ducking under the rocky ceiling and sighing heavily as she caught Dra'Gall putting her claw on her index finger, quite close to Jivak's face.

"Woah, settle down lovebirds." Fox said, giving them a smirk.

"I'm back from the hunt."

As she spoke, she threw her bow to the side, furrowing her brow as she approached a water basin, peering into it as her two confused commrades slowly approached her from behind.

"Heard you had some trouble at one of the taverns." Javid muttered, getting the archer to nod as she peered into the well.

"Yeah... Odd scene, cast of colourful characters were ganging up on this old guy. The old guy is general tullius, the guy in charge of defending Skyrim against the Skyrim Rebellion. I knew who he was but wanted to know if they did, turns out, they did."

"Oh? What did they want with him?" Javid asked, stepping around the basin and peering in as an image slowly formed in the swaying waters. It was like there was a tide inside the bowl but that would be impossible, given that it wasn't the sea and that it didn't have anything inside it to make the water move in any particular way.

"Not sure, from the looks of things, he wanted to go willingly but he was hesitant at the same time. Something's up with them, I'm going to find out what." She informed him as Dra'Gall stepped in beside her.

"This one has been preparing the waters for some time... They're a little tempremental but they should work, if you one blesses them with their patience..."

Fox nodded and peered inside, these waters somehow served as a window, allowing people to potentially see a still image of their own pasts, futres or present. Her's was attuned to see... other things, in the city.

Dra'Gall had it installed, a 'Seer's altar' as it was more casually known. It had some bizarre Ayleid name but she couldn't remember it. Remembering crap was Dra'Gall's job anyway...

The image bagan to whirl, forming into an image, a dark dungeon, with many strange odities.Though she couldn't hear anything, she could see that they were in a basement of some sorts, a dungeony-crypt like the one she dwelled in. The only difference was that their's was potentially still being used.

"I put one of the rings on the quiet Dark Elf, he was the only one I could get close to, without alerting suspicion to myself." Fox explained, with a heavy sigh as she looked into the basin.

The image formed again, depicting a man in dark blue robes, striking out at a room full of ice. it would seem that he was... testing it, in some shape or form.

"Hmm... Looks like our new friends have a bit of a mystery on their hands." She murmured, swaying her hand in the waters to get a better perspective.

"C'mon.... What're you people up to?"