Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191116020737/@comment-4662333-20191206152545

"What type of ring is this?" Torsten asked one of the Khajiiti merchants as he held an enchanted ring, this time it was a female with dark brown fur. She purred in Torsten's interest at their wares.

"It is a ring of resist magic, five claw."

"How much for it?"

"250 septims."

Torsten obliged and gave the demanded amount by the khajiit, knowing full well he might run into a few mages in the hunt for the Children of Coldharbour. The merchant gave a grin upon receiving Torsten's gold, it was obvious that they'd need every septim they can get.

"Say, you haven't run into a merchant named 'the Steed' or that sorts, have you?"

The khajiit's eyes widened in surprise, before her expression changed into one of interest. "That's a name not to be evoked lightly, five claw. Perhaps this one has encountered such a merchant. Hmmm..."

The khajiit rubbed her chin for dramatic effect, as if she was in deep thought. It was obvious she knew but she was simply not telling.

"Perhaps if you could help refresh this one's memory, then this one will oblige."

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Meralys Indoril had set up a camp on the outskirts of the city. Her contact in the city of Davon's Watch was dead, and she had one option left, to contact The Steed. From what the cult told her, The Steed is a wealthy merchant who lived in an unknown house in Stonefalls, far from any of the city's of the region. She cursed her luck, knowing that she had to silently observe caravans going to and from Davon's Watch to scout out The Steed's convoy.

What piqued her, however, was that in these outskirts, there was a young boy loitering around. She was intrigued by him, how he had wandered around without a care in the world. What fool would wander around this far from the city, especially a young child?

Deciding that she'd rather confront the boy than have him wander into her camp, Meralys approached Rialor with careful steps, showing no hostility to him before she called out to him from a distance.

"You lost, boy?!"