*Running up the stairs, and openning the door to Dragonsreach, Leqint unsteadily walks to Farengar's room*

Kahdremonik

Amativ Erei Dinok

*Leqint walks off, in the Direction of The Cloud District*

*Swiftblade goes to the Warmaiden.*

*Adriaan is at the forge*

"Yes?"

*Coming close to Farengar, he speaks in whispered words, holding up the beggar's amulet"

"Is this enchanted?"

Mirkrilaar

Kahdremonik

Amativ Erei Dinok

*Leqint walks off, in the Direction of The Cloud District*

*Swiftblade goes to the Warmaiden.*

*Adriaan is at the forge*

"Yes?"

"Hello, Adrianne. I need a set of your finest Imperial armor for this young lad here. None of the new sets they use these days, but instead the ones from the Great War."

*He hands her a note signed by herself for 50% off and a set of designs for the armor.*

Kahdremonik

Mirkrilaar

Kahdremonik

Amativ Erei Dinok

*Leqint walks off, in the Direction of The Cloud District*

*Swiftblade goes to the Warmaiden.*

*Adriaan is at the forge*

"Yes?"

"Hello, Adrianne. I need a set of your finest Imperial armor for this young lad here. None of the new sets they use these days, but instead the ones from the Great War."

*He hands her a note signed by herself for 50% off and a set of designs for the armor.*

*She reads the note and does some mental math.*

"Hmm, why the old set? Just curious. The new armor is much stronger."

Mirkrilaar

Kahdremonik

Mirkrilaar

Kahdremonik

Amativ Erei Dinok

*Leqint walks off, in the Direction of The Cloud District*

*Swiftblade goes to the Warmaiden.*

*Adriaan is at the forge*

"Yes?"

"Hello, Adrianne. I need a set of your finest Imperial armor for this young lad here. None of the new sets they use these days, but instead the ones from the Great War."

*He hands her a note signed by herself for 50% off and a set of designs for the armor.*

*She reads the note and does some mental math.*

"Hmm, why the old set? Just curious. The new armor is much stronger."

"It protects the wearer better in the cold weather than the new gear, and if you use the recipe at the bottom of the sheet, it's for a steel-ebony alloy that I've been working on for years."

*He pats his chestplate proudly as he says that.*

*She looks at you strangly.*

"You're going to have to talk to our blacksmith at the Skyforge about that."

*Leqit, realizing he doesn't have much time until they have to go, prompts Farengar again*

Mirkrilaar

*She looks at you strangly.*

"You're going to have to talk to our blacksmith at the Skyforge about that."

*Swiftblade scowls.*

"If you think that Eorlund can make this alloy, you'd be right. However, it needs an Imperial's touch to get it to sing, and I do believe that a Grey-Mane would refuse outright for a commission for Imperial armor, don't you think?"

Kahdremonik

Mirkrilaar

*She looks at you strangly.*

"You're going to have to talk to our blacksmith at the Skyforge about that."

*Swiftblade scowls.*

"If you think that Eorlund can make this alloy, you'd be right. However, it needs an Imperial's touch to get it to sing, and I do believe that a Grey-Mane would refuse outright for a commission for Imperial armor, don't you think?"

*She looks at you a little saddened.*

"Earlund isn't with us anymore."

*With no reply from Farengar, Leqint Walks off, shouting behind him*

"I'll just ask the College n Winterhold then!"

Mirkrilaar

Kahdremonik

Mirkrilaar

*She looks at you strangly.*

"You're going to have to talk to our blacksmith at the Skyforge about that."

*Swiftblade scowls.*

"If you think that Eorlund can make this alloy, you'd be right. However, it needs an Imperial's touch to get it to sing, and I do believe that a Grey-Mane would refuse outright for a commission for Imperial armor, don't you think?"

*She looks at you a little saddened.*

"Earlund isn't with us anymore."

"Oh, forgive me. I didn't know. So, who is this person of yours that now runs the Skyforge?"

Kahdremonik

Mirkrilaar

Kahdremonik

Mirkrilaar

*She looks at you strangly.*

"You're going to have to talk to our blacksmith at the Skyforge about that."

*Swiftblade scowls.*

"If you think that Eorlund can make this alloy, you'd be right. However, it needs an Imperial's touch to get it to sing, and I do believe that a Grey-Mane would refuse outright for a commission for Imperial armor, don't you think?"

*She looks at you a little saddened.*

"Earlund isn't with us anymore."

"Oh, forgive me. I didn't know. So, who is this person of yours that now runs the Skyforge?"

"Its fine. His name is Cody. He's actually really good at it too! I think he was Earlunds apprentice."

Mirkrilaar

"Its fine. His name is Cody. He's actually really good at it too! I think he was Earlunds apprentice."

"Is that so? Well, I suppose we will have to visit him and see the state of his wares."

*He walks off in the direction of Jorrvaskr.*

Kahdremonik

Mirkrilaar

"Its fine. His name is Cody. He's actually really good at it too! I think he was Earlunds apprentice."

"Is that so? Well, I suppose we will have to visit him and see the state of his wares."

*He walks off in the direction of Jorrvaskr.*

*You hear banging coming from the Skyforge.*