'Neath Moon and Star

Prophecy

Naris took a break for the rest of the day, finally having a peaceful sleep that night as well. There was just one more councillor to get the endorsement of before he could officially be nominated to the council. He had never met Miner Arobar before, he was a younger council member, and often kept to himself in his rooms. Rooms that Naris was now walking towards.

The manor guards eyed him as he passed them but didn't try and stop his progress towards the room where the councillor was. When Naris opened the door, he instantly knew something was wrong. Lord Arobar was standing tensely next to a desk, reading over some letter. "Lord Arobar?" Naris said.

Lord Arobar froze and looked towards him. "House Father... Athyn told me you would come." He swallowed. "And I am sorry... I respect what you have done, but I cannot give you my support."

"What?" Naris gasped.

"That is all I will say," Lord Arobar grit out. "Please leave."

"Ahh... I feared this would happen," Lord Sarethi sighed. "I have heard whispers."

"What whispers?" Naris asked, leaning against the wall.

"There are rumours," Lord Sarethi leant forward and entwined his fingers. "That Master Neloth, the Telvanni councillor, is holding one of Miner's daughters hostage."

"Hostage..." Naris sighed. "And I suppose that means he will not name a new councillor until he has his daughter back?"

"I imagine not," Lord Sarethi grimaced. "Master Neloth's tower is in Sadrith Mora... if you could get his daughter back."

Naris rolled his head. "I'll be back soon."

Sadrith Mora was cold today. Naris shivered and pulled his cloak closer around himself. The mushroom tower where the Telvanni would be was hard to miss and Naris took a moment to plan his rescue before actually going towards it. The Telvanni did not guard their towers as heavily as Redoran did their manors, probably due to arrogance, but he didn't suppose it would be easy to rescue a hostage. He fiddled with his bag for a moment before the obvious answer struck and he dug around in the bag for his Amulet of Shadows. Perfect

Naris slipped silently into the tower. Following the hallway towards the main room. There right in the centre as if nothing was off, was a dunmer surrounded by guards. There were two ways to do this, either just cut through them... or try and sneak the amulet to the hostage. Naris creeped around the room, looking for a way in, when he locked eyes with Arobar's daughter.

Her eyes widened. Naris slowly shook his head and she schooled her expression. 'I'll try and slip this across the floor.' Naris mouthed, hanging the amulet from his fingers. Her eyes narrowed for a second before she nodded slightly in understanding. Naris took a breath, he was terrible as mysticism, but a concealment spell might be helpful here. The hostage sat slowly, acting as if her legs were tired before giving another slight nod. Naris let out his breath, and pushed the amulet across the ground.

It slipped between the guard's feet and right into the other dunmer's waiting hand. Naris closed his eyes in relief and slowly began to back out of the room. Hoping to be gone before the guards could notice him and try to blame him for the coming escape.

Thankfully, Naris managed to get out before she did. He waited in the shadows beside the tower for her to emerge. "Hello?" A voice whispered from behind him.

Naris jumped, hand going to his sword before he relaxed at the sight of the prisoner. "Hello."

"I believe this is yours?" She said, holding out his amulet. "Thank you. I am Nartise Arobar."