Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20190918134951/@comment-5583506-20190924021820

Outside the council hall Isona would find a well-suited man standing under a neardy outjutting roof to shelter himself from potential acidic rain. He was clearly not dressed for Tamriel climate.

"Isona Hawkshill?" he said askingly.

A well-suited man standing in the empty hangar watched the Scarab approach him with a curious lift of his brow.

"Is there anywhere we can talk in private?" the well-suited man asked Dayne. "These words should be for you and for you only."

"On the contrary", Milerius told Valentina. "Your merits as an officer is the reason why the Council has sent me here. One might say that they have taken enough interest in you to warrant them wanting you for a ... special request, if you will."

"I wouldn't do that if I were you", Milerius calmly told Donn as if the agent had already perceived the man's actions. "The Council sent me here to recruit you, not to bring back a corpse."

The man extended a hand for Talara to take. "Agent Milerius", he told her. "I was sent here by request of the Elder Council."

"I am Agent Milerius", he told Tobias. "The Elder Council sent me here to recruit you."

Milerius returned his calling card to the inner pocket of the suit he wore underneath the cape. "That's something the Council will personally explain to you", he told Odessa. "Classified information like that is not be shared out in the open, but know that they have no ill intentions and that the rewards will be great."

The agent glanced over Kahyla's shoulder, obviously wary of the sleeping Nord. He would have preferred it if the room had been empty all together.

"I am agent Milerius", he told her. "I was sent here to find you by request of the Elder Council."

Down by the entrance a well-suited man was patiently awaiting Gabriel and Gvel's arrival.