Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170128213721/@comment-3293219-20170202233337

"Good, that makes things easier." The Old Man shrugged, hobbling a little closer.

"I am Damien, Damien Hermius. You may have heard of me? I wouldn't be offended if you haven't though, I just happen to get around and I am quite well known in certain circles." He paused, it would be unlikely that the Nightingale was too familiar with that name, unless he happened to own half of a province.

"Anyway, I am a collector of Daedric Artifacts, The Gray Fox has... relieved me of a valuable piece in my exhibit. She broke into my manor house, out in HighRock and stole the Cowl of Nocturnal, an artifact that I've spent quite a lot of coin and invested a lot of time into finding.

Needless to say, such disregard for someone's property cannot go unpunished. I put her in my dungeon, where she was... well tended to for the best part of a month but unfortunately it couldn't hold her for long and she managed to escape and took the damn cowl from me to add insult to injury as well as something else of a... personal nature, to use as leverage.

As you can see, I'm not as agile as you are... Travelling through the realms of Oblivion has taken its toll on me, I fear. You on the otherhand would have little to no problem retrieving the Cowl.

So, the only remaining question is... What's your price?"