A Long Day [Open]

[Wolfsbane]

Arriana was sitting i the old inn, looking towards the huge tankard of mead infront of her. It twas' the depths of the night, but she was not tired, it infact hardly affected her. Her time spent in the Blades had taught her many things, and one was to endure pain mentally, and physically. She felt eyes watching her, though she was used to it, the only time she was ever safe was her own home. Cloud Ruler Temple. But even then, sometimes the members would stare her up, though there was slightly more respect put towards her, than the perverting minds of thieves and assassins and whatnot.

She heard the men behind her speak about the opening gates of Oblivion, she could still rememember the phrase she heard, "Close Shut The Jaws Of Oblivion" and another she had created "Do not worry about the Daedric Princes, just slice apart their followers." She felt quite proud of that phrase, though the term really had a gory term, she didn't care. She brushed the hair out of her eyes, and sat sexily upon the stool.

[BlackRose]

Yggdrasil was tired it was a long day, he sat down and drank a pint of mead in one go. asking for another one but this time drinking it slowly. he was just tired, he hadn't slept decently in a while. he had already bought a room for the night. he was too stay here, the proprietress was a kind Altmeri woman, she felt sorry for her fellow elf.

Yggdrasil looked down at his armor... it needed to be mended. he would go into the city in the morning. he should change into his tunic and things but he didn't have the motivation. he herd the men talk about the gates, his eyes closed he felt incredibly guilty. as he was partially responsible for the deaths occurring all across Cyrodiil just because of one man's request. Martin he would make a fine emperor he new were to take action weather it be covert or frontal and in some cases no movement at all. he pushed back some of his loose hair back behind him and tied in in a low hanging ponytail.

he noticed all the men staring at something, he turned and saw a pretty lady. he felt kinda bad for her...but for once it wasn't him getting stared at... he was a strange looking elf. his face shape, jaw line and everything didn't belong to a Bosmer they had ever seen. the only thing he had was the ears and height problem all male Bosmer have. and yet he didn't look like a cross of the human kind. he stole someone coin purse when they said that one day.

Yggdrasil was grateful there were no Orcs in the inn at least... he didn't feel the need to cut out some throats. well he hoped none would walk in the door anytime soon. he sighed maybe the woman would be a good conversationalist. he grabbed his pint and walked over to her.

"good evening miss..."

[Wolfsbane]

Arriano turned her head to face the Elf that was walking towards her, she tilted her head and winked at him sweetly. "Hiya Tiger" She smiled, her head still tilted. Though inside her head she knew it had been a long day indeed, a very long day. The stress had been killing her lately, the ammount of Mythic Dawn Agents she had hunted, but she never let her guard down, and acted as usual. She looked to his armour, and she smiled. "Your the strong type?" She looked up to the Elf's face, there was something strange about him, this Ef wasn't eyeing her..

Unless he was Gay. No way, he couldn't be, why would a gay come to a foxy woman like her for no reason? There was many a good men in this bar. She looked back to the Barman, and she blew him a kiss. "Get me a drink, Please" she smiled politely. And when he got it her, she giggled. Though it was a dodgy way of getting a drink, it worked.

[BlackRose]

Yggdrasil sat down at the table with the miss. the bar stool was definatly part of his problem. he sat down with a sigh, he watched the lady get her drink. well at least she knew how to use her looks to get what she wanted.

"my name is Yggdrasil, how are you? on this late chilly evening?" he knew it was getting late in the year. he just wondered if this part of cyrodiil would be hit by snow? he wouldn't be able to live outside. he'd probably live somewhere... he just didn't know where. "so as not to sound rude or coming onto you cause no matter who you are it will sound that way... why are you in this part of the 'town'?" when he meant town he meant why aren't you in the city? he also sighed he hoped he didn't sound ridiculous she was very pretty...just not his type.

[Wolfsbane]

Arriana's personality shifted once, yes you could be asked similar questions, but she knew that she'd have to tell the truth. "I'm here because my father died, he was killed among his farm. I am organising a funarel.." She smiled blightly, tears starting to form from the corner of her eyes. She rested her head onto his armour, sobbing of her father's death. Her parents had never wanted to move to the city, but maybe she thught, if she would've insisted more, maybe they'd be here. She wrapped her arms around him, no matter who he was, he needed somebody to care for her.

Her thoughts went back to the Quests she had been assigned to, from the murders of many Mythic Dawn Agents. And the stoppings of the Conjurating the Gates. She had got so far, but she had forgot her own family, what type of person is that.