Warrior-Poet, Vivec

... Tell me what's going on. Perhaps I can help.

Niryna couldn't form into words what she wanted to say. It was too much. Instead, she shared with them the memory of her encounter with Syrabane in the aftermath of what had happened to him, and every unfiltered, visceral emotion that she had felt.

Ah. Yes, that would track. Emissary Thalindor is was an avid follower of Molag Bal before becoming a leader in the Dominion, and is currently a Child of Coldharbour. His cruelty knows few bounds. It is... very likely that what you assume to have happened did happen.

Twice now, this has happened by his hand. Who else of mine will he inflict harm upon if he is left unchecked? I will flay him alive and display his rotting fucking corpse over the keep for weeks to come.

He only does such things when directly provoked. I would bet our keep that Syrabane said something to insult him deeply. Of course, that is no sort of reaction that would be deserved for a petty insult, but it is likely the truth. To keep him in check it's a matter of ignoring and avoiding him.

What other option?

An elf, inflicted with the vampiric disease that comes from vampires like Thalindor. His name is Vyrthur, a former Arch-Curate for a Chantry that worshipped Auri-El. He's rather... Ornery, but I'm sure you two will get along great. He's been a vampire a long time, long enough that he was able to influence the Elder Scrolls into displaying a prophecy he created to scorn Auri-El.

... Tell me what's going on. Perhaps I can help.

Niryna couldn't form into words what she wanted to say. It was too much. Instead, she shared with them the memory of her encounter with Syrabane in the aftermath of what had happened to him, and every unfiltered, visceral emotion that she had felt.

Ah. Yes, that would track. Emissary Thalindor is was an avid follower of Molag Bal before becoming a leader in the Dominion, and is currently a Child of Coldharbour. His cruelty knows few bounds. It is... very likely that what you assume to have happened did happen.

Twice now, this has happened by his hand. Who else of mine will he inflict harm upon if he is left unchecked? I will flay him alive and display his rotting fucking corpse over the keep for weeks to come.

He only does such things when directly provoked. I would bet our keep that Syrabane said something to insult him deeply. Of course, that is no sort of reaction that would be deserved for a petty insult, but it is likely the truth. To keep him in check it's a matter of ignoring and avoiding him.

What other option?

An elf, inflicted with the vampiric disease that comes from vampires like Thalindor. His name is Vyrthur, a former Arch-Curate for a Chantry that worshipped Auri-El. He's rather... Ornery, but I'm sure you two will get along great. He's been a vampire a long time, long enough that he was able to influence the Elder Scrolls into displaying a prophecy he created to scorn Auri-El.

... Tell me what's going on. Perhaps I can help.

Niryna couldn't form into words what she wanted to say. It was too much. Instead, she shared with them the memory of her encounter with Syrabane in the aftermath of what had happened to him, and every unfiltered, visceral emotion that she had felt.

Ah. Yes, that would track. Emissary Thalindor is was an avid follower of Molag Bal before becoming a leader in the Dominion, and is currently a Child of Coldharbour. His cruelty knows few bounds. It is... very likely that what you assume to have happened did happen.

Twice now, this has happened by his hand. Who else of mine will he inflict harm upon if he is left unchecked? I will flay him alive and display his rotting fucking corpse over the keep for weeks to come.

He only does such things when directly provoked. I would bet our keep that Syrabane said something to insult him deeply. Of course, that is no sort of reaction that would be deserved for a petty insult, but it is likely the truth. To keep him in check it's a matter of ignoring and avoiding him.

... Tell me what's going on. Perhaps I can help.

Niryna couldn't form into words what she wanted to say. It was too much. Instead, she shared with them the memory of her encounter with Syrabane in the aftermath of what had happened to him, and every unfiltered, visceral emotion that she had felt.

Ah. Yes, that would track. Emissary Thalindor is was an avid follower of Molag Bal before becoming a leader in the Dominion, and is currently a Child of Coldharbour. His cruelty knows few bounds. It is... very likely that what you assume to have happened did happen.

Twice now, this has happened by his hand. Who else of mine will he inflict harm upon if he is left unchecked? I will flay him alive and display his rotting fucking corpse over the keep for weeks to come.

He only does such things when directly provoked. I would bet our keep that Syrabane said something to insult him deeply. Of course, that is no sort of reaction that would be deserved for a petty insult, but it is likely the truth. To keep him in check it's a matter of ignoring and avoiding him.

... Tell me what's going on. Perhaps I can help.

Niryna couldn't form into words what she wanted to say. It was too much. Instead, she shared with them the memory of her encounter with Syrabane in the aftermath of what had happened to him, and every unfiltered, visceral emotion that she had felt.

Ah. Yes, that would track. Emissary Thalindor is was an avid follower of Molag Bal before becoming a leader in the Dominion, and is currently a Child of Coldharbour. His cruelty knows few bounds. It is... very likely that what you assume to have happened did happen.

... Tell me what's going on. Perhaps I can help.

(They handed her the glass.) For all they know, Mordara is our child. As if you weren't sleeping with both myself and Dasai when they were conceived.

(They'd pick her up before she could do so, kicking aside the shards after prying the rest of the glass out of her hand, walking towards their shared bedroom.) I almost thought you'd have the sense to break it over the Anon's head. Surely you'd know I wouldn't allow what you just attempted, hmm?

"I am a god, I would have been perfectly fine no matter what I did." Despite her complaints, however, she did feel a little sense of giddy delight from Vivec's intervention.

(Vehk placed her down onto the bed and pressed a lingering kiss to the bridge of her nose.) Yes, yes. Whatever you say, Ruhn.

"You are not putting me to bed like a temperamental child, right now."

More like a temperamental adult, yes.

"Unbelievable. And here I thought you loved me." 💅

Well, I was think of joining you and taking a much-needed nap, but with that attitude...

"...Upon further consideration, I would be remiss to turn down such an offer. You may do as you wish."

(Vehk grinned, using their index finger to tilt her chin up and kiss her.) Very good, Ruhn.

(They handed her the glass.) For all they know, Mordara is our child. As if you weren't sleeping with both myself and Dasai when they were conceived.

(They'd pick her up before she could do so, kicking aside the shards after prying the rest of the glass out of her hand, walking towards their shared bedroom.) I almost thought you'd have the sense to break it over the Anon's head. Surely you'd know I wouldn't allow what you just attempted, hmm?

"I am a god, I would have been perfectly fine no matter what I did." Despite her complaints, however, she did feel a little sense of giddy delight from Vivec's intervention.

(Vehk placed her down onto the bed and pressed a lingering kiss to the bridge of her nose.) Yes, yes. Whatever you say, Ruhn.

"You are not putting me to bed like a temperamental child, right now."

More like a temperamental adult, yes.

"Unbelievable. And here I thought you loved me." 💅

Well, I was think of joining you and taking a much-needed nap, but with that attitude...