Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150307233515/@comment-25038310-20150310152653

While Perdix held Jaffina down, she held a dagger close to the man's throat. In one smooth move, she spun around the man and ended up behind him. Before he could turn around, the blade of a dagger rested on his throat.

"Listen, "Fox". I don't care what brynjolf has in store for you, but I was sent to Skyrim to gather information And support. The Masked-Eyes' allies are slowly fading, and your Guild is one of the few in Skyrim."

She threw the dagger in the air, and catched it at the blade. The sigil of the Masked-Eyes was engraved in the hilt.

She held it in front of him for a few moments, which confirmed her identity. She backed up slowly, as she sheathed the dagger.

"Now I have a few questions for you : that being, what the hell is a thief doing in the house of a Nordic clan? Second being, what happened to the Guild of the Imperial City?"

She sighed.

"Something worth to mention to the leader of the Guild as well.. we have lost contact with the Guilds in Morrowind, Summerset and Valenwood. The Masked-Eyes wish to help you here in Skyrim... I'm not your enemy, but losing any more allies will surely decrease your chances of winning this war and continueing your ...well-found business." She waited. She was used to threats and the sort, while others would've become distrustful and angered at the thief. She wasn't particularly angry - just utterly surprised by the Fox's speed.

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"To fix? I'm not sure if you realize, but she died. You talk as if she can be revived and ressurected from the dead." He said, slightly angered. What was this woman going to do with all this information anyways?

"Did you know her? You must have been acquintances, right?" He asked, trying to change the subject.