(Remember keep OOC too a minimal)

(Same here)

(Wait where is Qorian?)

Veyd Sahvoz

(Wait where is Qorian?)

(Town Hall. Lok said that three times already.)

(-_- where in the town hall, how am I supposed to know how big it is?)

Veyd Sahvoz

"Ok well I think I've a faster way of getting there" Said Emily grabbing the messangers hand and apparating to the town hall, she then looks at the messanger "Thank you for telling me, I have no more need of your assistance" she said turning and walking away swinging her red hair around and grabbing her green cloak with her hands wrapping herself with it while walking

As she was walking, the Altmer turned a sickly green, before he doubles over and lets loose his lunch on to the ground.

Once Emily enters, she would see the Governer with a thoughtful expression on his face, holding his chin between his finger and thumb as he muses to himself.

Veyd Sahvoz

(-_- where in the town hall, how am I supposed to know how big it is?)

(Bruh, does that really matter?)

"Yes what do you want Qorian?" Said Emily in a sassy tone as if she didn't want to be there

Veyd Sahvoz

(-_- where in the town hall, how am I supposed to know how big it is?)

(( :P It ain't a friggin Keep in Skyrim. Its only two stories, with the main entrance leading to the registration room, a few offices for the Council, six in total, on the first floor, and the master bedroom upstairs for Qorian. His office is across the hall from it, both on the second floor. ))

Makor sits down on a chair "I have experience with this "politics", leave it to me." Makor brags

'Is it Tiberius?' Sauriil asked. 'And. uh, is everything alright?'

StrunLokSingh

'Is it Tiberius?' Sauriil asked. 'And. uh, is everything alright?'

(Just making sure, but are you talking too Emily or Qorian?)

He looks around to the three of them, quirking an eyebrow at Emily's unusual behavior (Fuck you, Tiberius! Yer worse than Hitler!), before sliding forward a single sketch, made by one of the field scouts. It showed a strange snake-man, clad in armor similar to that of the old Blades but... far more intricate looking. He then looks up to them before speaking.

"Any idea what this thing is? We've seen them probing our wall, but they have yet to do anything other than give our guards and scouts the shakes."

Veyd Sahvoz

(Just making sure, but are you talking too Emily or Qorian?)

(I believe it is quite obvious. But it appears you are to limited to know, so I'll tell you. Kidding. God, no need to get offended. It's Qorian.)

Sauriil looked at it. He falls onto the floor in fear. 'By the Gods. It can't be.'