Syls Amusements

I think Proventus took a level in badass.

Must be the hat.

And I don’t think Farengar’s going to listen to you about the latest styles from Wayrest anymore.

You see? The trouble he gets into without… I AM going to have to put Sedave on staff, for Marcus- wrangling.

Haha, Marcus must think we are made of money. Nope! It isn’t that long a sentence, you can just wait it out–

Marcus says I can just shut up now.

Also Marcus wants another hat.

of course he does

Basic Robes and a horridly tweaked Caffeine ENB . That is NOT what it is supposed to look like, whoops.  But I couldn’t throw away these pics.

 

 

 

 

No, really– I’m pretty certain that’s what I overheard him tell Sedave:

When Sedave stopped laughing, he reminded Marcus of what happened when–

Look. You have to promise:  WE CAN NEVER TELL THE ELF.

No, really, I mean that. Unless you WANT to spend the rest of your life living in the middle of the Ashlands or someplace inland of Lake Ixtihmal (I am pretty sure the Thalmor haven’t made it to the middle of Black Marsh), we cannot let even a relatively good humored Thalmor officer get wind of this. EVER.

Do you speak Saxheel?

I didn’t think so.

Marcus says it wasn’t his fault. There were these ruins; there was this temple– he had already got dressed for the … uhm thing.  Party. And, anyway, he was doing one last walkthrough and pushed on a rock and it opened this door and welllll…

Marcus says he and Auriel have an understanding.

Marcus? What sort of party was it–

Ah. Mages guild.

Really, that’s all we need to know.

Yeah, I think the elf is gonna find out about it. We’ll have to see how Marcus looks in goggles and facemask–  Sedave says no, no–

There’s always the daedric realms:

 

So that’s our choice?

Fantastic.

I can’t wait to meet the interrogation officer.

Sigh.