@soultearing
The nymph was clearly in discomfort. He hid in the shadows behind the bannister of a great staircase on the far side of the dimly lit room, watching the meeting drone on as Renauld sat in his great chair, looking quite bored with whatever the guest was saying. Something about employing the necromancer to eliminate a rival in the shipping business that goes on nearby Windhelm, Kieran hears, until the funny Nord spoke of something that raised the little hairs on his arm.
"We hear that you've a.. creature living with you here. A nymph. A rare one that you found wandering Falkreath's woods? Perhaps we could come into an agreement concerning your creature," the Nord leers with a sick smirk. Said nymph was greatful that he is well hidden, a draugr nearby the stairs guarding the way. He noticed the man's company had began to look around, feigning interest in the library's collection, but it seemed like they were looking for him instead of the tomes.
