Isran let out a growl as he felt his muscles start moving again, he looked at his small band of misfits. Truthfully Raven was his only really vampire hunter, being the Dragonborn held him above the others. He turned to Agmaer, the same boy that came up with Raven "I have a task for you boy. Collect Gunmar, you'll find him in Fallowstone Cave." He ordered the new member who quickly ran off.
Isran turned to an Orc "Durak, get Sorine Jurard. She's somewhere in the Reach, studying the Dwemer." He ordered and the Orc grunted going to collect his supplies.
He looked over at his 'friend' or second in command "Celann, I need you to keep an eye on reports of Moth Priests, if they have an Elderscroll than they'll want to read it." He ordered again, sending the man off.
These tasks were really meant for Raven, he was the closest thing to a people person they had. Gunmar would respect him as a warrior, Sorine would love his interest in the Dwemer and he was a tracker at heart, finding a moth priest would be easy.
Isran let out an annoyed sigh, he sent off his other members to recruit more men and women for their army. Laying his war hammer across his lap as he sat down on a rock, he was waiting for either the Vampires or his men to return. He did not see the raven that was watching from his now destroyed tower.
Harkon started to pace back and forth in his chambers, his Elderscroll was missing. In his haste to find out more of this 'Christian' he had forgotten to relieve his daughter of it. Being that it was Serana that had left, her room showed no signs of a struggle only that her window was open. The Watchman said that Serana wanted to go for a walk so he let her go, he had killed the man for that.
He was extremely annoyed and happy that his men brought back the bloodstone chalice, they had killed each other for that damn thing. If the Dawnguard had the Elderscroll then they would need to read it.
He left his chambers and approached his dining hall "May I have your attention!" He roared at the members of his court. "I have been spreading rumors of an Elderscroll in the area, and I believe a Moth Priest has come looking for it." He paused leaning on the rail "Find him and bring him to me! If you find my daughter, do not kill her but bring her to me as well!" He ordered his court "Well! What are you waiting for? Step to it!"
A crow watched the scene from a chandelier, the court moved as quickly as they could eager to please their master, the bird took off towards the door that was now open as people left.
Raven rode Shadowmere back to Windstad Manor, he knew Serana was likely to beat him there but then again, she was on foot and he had the fastest steed in the land. He glanced at the sky checking to see if he had any news from his mother, he spotted a Hawk circling him. Slowing his steed down so the bird may land on his shoulder, he relived it of its message and it took off again. He bit open the scroll and read it as Shadowmere continued to trot.
Listener! Wonderful, Cicero. Cicero was wondering when the Listener would return, while we're keeping up with your order of listening, to the rumors of those seeking us, which I should remind is your job! Anyway, Dear Mother must be getting so....lonely without her listener, yes she has Cicero but Cicero can only speak but never Listen! One sided conversations are enough to drive one mad! Please Dear Sweet Listener, come home soon. Nazir says hello and Babette has a new poison for you to try.- Sign The Keeper of our Mother.
Raven let out a sigh, he had been ignoring the Brotherhood lately and now that he thought of it, he had done that with the College as well. He had been in Jorrvaskr drinking the twins under the table and then in the Ragged Flagon trying and failing to hit on Sapphire.
Officially he was relieved of his post as a Legate in the Imperial army but was on orders to hunt and kill Stormcloaks on sight. He was occasionally asked by the Jarls to make an appearance or help with an issue in the hold but he was normally free to use his time as he saw fit.
