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A brief flicker of his expression freezes his smile momentarily, but it passes without explanation. “Of course not! Cicero could not stand to be left alone. Although—- well he wasn’t r e a l l y alone. The Unchild and Nazir prowl the Sanctuary as always but… well they aren’t much company.” Not that’s he’s complaining—-

ofcloaksanddaggers

She chuckled at his specificity of the fact that he wasn’t alone. She knew the others were around... but many of the initiates were afraid of the nightmother and Cicero. They couldn’t be much company. "I know, but they have their own duties to attend to... Oh! I brought you something.” She grinned, and offered him a sweetroll. “Stole it right out of Dragonreach.”

#merrilymad #// Good!#You should only play a muse if you have fun with them

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“Ah, I apologize if I interrupted your reading, madame.” He gave a smile and waved in return. “I seemed to have wandered off, where am I, exactly?”

ofcloaksanddaggers

"Not at all-- I was just browsing anyway.” She shrugged it off and slid the book into her bag. “You’re in Solitude, just outside the Bard’s College.. where are you headed?” Ari offered a smile to the man. She was bored with the book anyway.

#thorvahkiin

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Mianye looked down at the woman in front of her, a tautness in her lips.

“Yes. I’ve recently been missing a certain amulet of mine.” she started. This woman had been in the Blue Palace recently. Mianye had seen her sneaking around, looking guilty, and after she left, quite a few things had gone missing.

“And I’m under the suspicion that you’ve taken it. It’s a very precious necklace, with a moonstone and amethyst gem. I’d like it back.” she growled, holding out her hand.

ofcloaksanddaggers

Ari tilted her head to the side, listening to the woman speak. She remembered her, and she remembered her amulet. It was gorgeous... but Solitude was her home and Adaria had no intention of wronging anyone who lived there. Even a theif and an assassin had rules. And Solitude was off limits to her.

“I’m sorry, my lady....” She turned away from the display of fine jewels. “I would give it back to you- you’ve followed me longer than most would. It must mean something to you... but I’m afraid I do not have it. You see- I grew up in Solitude... It’s far too close to my heart to steal from... and the Blue Palace no less.”

She was, genuinely apologetic. The woman must have been following her around for well over an hour and had quite the determination to confront her.

#starlwen #// She's the lovely Gemma Arterton!#Isn't she lovely?

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“I wouldn’t be who I am if you had been made aware previously, now would I?”

ofcloaksanddaggers

“Is this your first time visiting then? Or is there a... we don’t talk about it rule, to keep the element of surprise?”

#mccnliighter #Yes Sass a god #that's a good idea #*facepalm*

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“Is that so?” Imric lets out a soft huff, “Perhaps you should find a barn, then. It would be better than this.”

ofcloaksanddaggers

“I’m just taking a nap, I’ll be here and hour- at the most.” She looked up at him, sighing. “It’s just a cart. It’s not like it’s yours.”

#illrede

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dearestjester - ✿ for a sweet kiss on the cheek.

She watched him performing- the smoke swirling about, almost dancing to the music he made. She’d had a rather rough day, silly as it may seem. A job gone wrong, but not because she’d messed up. But because she’d let her emotions get in the way. She’d left the woman, injured but alive barely 24 hours ago. It was enough, the goal had been to scare the woman’s husband into paying off multiple debts he owed- but she’d proven herself to be softer than she wanted anyone to know. She’d spew a lie, a reason for letting her live— but really would that be enough if they all knew anyway? …Perhaps it was stupid but when she’d spotted the jester, Valek, as she remembered, she’d been less than interested, until he started performing. The small lively tavern drown out as she watched him. The only thing to bring her any joy since the previous night. When he stopped, and moved to the bar after gathering the coin, she moved quietly between a few patrons to stand near him. “I’ll buy you a meal- as a way of thanks for cheering me up.” She offered and leaned over to gently kiss his cheek. “Thank you.”

#dearestjester

roleplaymmemes

Anonymously send me '+' and a question and my muse has to answer honestly no matter how uncomfortable it makes them

#meme

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Try to seduce my Muse.

Then they will respond and rate you:

Never been less turned on | Ugh no | I’d give you a try | Yes, yes, YES | I’M READY NOW DAMMIT

#meme

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“Listener! Cicero is SO pleased to see you back, all safe and sound!” The jester practically sings the words, seemingly in high spirits.

ofcloaksanddaggers

“I couldn’t leave you and Mother all alone-- now could I?” She grinned, perhaps she was one of few who were fond of him. But she enjoyed talking to The Keeper.

#ofcloaksanddaggers #// Thank you for the starter!#You play him so well!#Also love the FC

starlwen

"Is there something I can help you with?” Looking up from the display in front of her, she turned to the woman who, despite not lookng, she could feel staring at her. She was just trying to stop, she was even dressed in simple robes. No marks of the brotherhood, or even the thieves guild. She wanted to remain that way and she finally turned to look at the figure standing nearby.

#starlwen #// Hello there!! ^_^#I wasn't sure which muse you wanted to use #so I left it pretty vague

ofcloaksanddaggers

On a roll || Elle & Ari

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Meetings with Maven Black-Briar up top in Riften always seemed to leave the Guildmaster in a bad mood. More demands from Jarl Maven meant more adjusting to the books to make sure their other allies and friends didn’t go without, and Elle knew that if she wanted things to continue going smoothly, someone was going to have to be cut short — and it would probably be her own pay.

She barely acknowledged anyone as she entered the Flagon, but stopped when addressed by a fellow thief, Adaria. The smile that had been missing all day since she woke up finally appeared as she closed the space between them.

“That was fast,” Elle was always surprised by her co-worker’s efficiency. “Weren’t expecting you back until Morndas.” Carefully, she took a sweetroll from the offered plate, sniffed it (not out of suspicion, just an old habit of hers when it came to food and drink) and took a large bite. Through a mouthful of the delicious treat, she said, “These are really good… you swipe them? Are there more in the bag?”

She finished off the rest of the treat before speaking again, settling down in a nearby chair. “Since you’re back early, though, do you want another job? Just got it from Maven — Brynjolf and the others are busy, and I have too much work here to do here. You’re quick and you don’t get caught, so I’d imagine Maven would pay extra if I sent you.”

ofcloaksanddaggers

Ari was rather proud of herself. She’d gotten in and gotten out in no time at all. Of course, she was quite familiar with the place she’d been sent, having done a job there in the past... they were wealthy, not well liked people. Traveling had taken up the most time, but she’d gotten there and back quite quickly. Even making a stop in Whiterun. To get a couple sweet rolls... it was harmless fun and the guards seemed to be so unaware of who was taking the treats right out of the homes of the citizens.

She didn’t question it when the guild leader sniffed the food, everyone had their quirks and really- in this line of work... it was better safe than sorry. Poison was, after all quite and easy way of disposing of someone. But Ari had no reason to harm Elle, she quite liked the woman in fact. Dealings between the two guilds were sometimes necessary- items used as payment, or pocketed after a job.

“I did swipe them... thought I’d bring back a treat for everyone.” Sure they had their own little tavern, the Ragged Flagon, but who would turn down the dessert? “These are the items I ... acquired.” She grinned. There was no need to hide what they did. Not here in the very base where everyone was well aware of what went on. But it amused her to simply allude to the goings ons. “I did bring more treats though- they’re here.” She picked up a box, packed nearly should one look inside, with sweetrolls, honey nut treats, and other food items. It wasn’t entirely that she liked giving things to the guild members, though that didn’t hurt. It was the amusement of stealing the simplest things leaving people dumbfounded and trying to figure out who would steal a goblet or a sweet roll.

Ari pulled off pieces of her own sweet roll as well, she ate slowly, savoring the stolen goods as she listened to Elle speak. “Of course- Nazir has jobs handled for a while- As long as I check in with mother before I go... I’m yours for whatever you need me for.” She was busy- being an active member of the thieves guild and running the Dark Brotherhood as well. As long as she checked in though- she was fine. A quick talk, get the contracts sorted, and she could beon her way. If she didn’t check in, she was quite certain Cicero would track her down and ensure she came back to speak to mother.

#pokingandprying

ofcloaksanddaggers

Tomfoolery of Travelers || Valek & Ari

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It was a small performance, the jester had been telling a story and while he narrated he played a small flute. While he played, he used a combination of illusion and conjuration spells to turn a manifested mist into the forms of the characters he was telling about. From people to animals and fluttering creatures, it was a modest but impressive display for magicka and story telling of a common folk tale about a girl and a were wolf.

When all was over and he tucked his flute into his knapsack and eagerly gathered the gratuity of his audience, he turned his attention toward one woman in particular. He adjusted his lavender cap and smoothed a few stray strands of dark hair behind his noticeably pointed ears.

“There aren’t many performers in these parts anymore— use to, but not lately.” Then his thin lips curled into a small grin, “I am glad you enjoyed the show— and I thank you for your kind offering. What name have you, may I ask?”

ofcloaksanddaggers

She had little experience in illusion or conjuration magicka. Restoration- healing in a pinch... that she was acceptable in. But most other forms eluded her. She could perhaps start a small fire, but other methods were likely quicker in that regard as well. To say she was impressed when someone could no only use a spell properly. But to make it beautiful. To make it something worth admiring....? That was fascinating to her.

“That’s quite true- but it was still quite a show.” She nodded gently. It was rare she did much other than observe and move on. But when one earned the praise Ari found herself inclined to offer it. In most cases at least. She would want to be told her work was good- if she did something that she could share that is.

“It was well earned.” She smiled. It wasn’t though she missed the simpler times... before she started travelling and joined the Dark Brotherhood... but it was still nice to enjoy a show now and again. “Adaria, but please- call me Ari.”

#dearestjester #// yay~! ^_^#I've been RPing for ages but it's been so long since I've RPed with a setting like Skyrim or LotR or anything #So I'm a bit paranoid about RPing atm XD

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