Snippet #2480107

Listening to Sillivren intently as she spoke, her head spun due to how much she had to drink but she was still very able to understand what was being said by the Bosmer but, as she questioned why the months had been bad, a frown appeared upon her face as she thought intently about why the months were horrible for her. "It is nothing." She replied plainly with much sadness within her voice, staring into her drink as she thought once more as she shook her head. "It is just that..." She let her words fade out due to the sadness but let some silence overtake her as she thought about her father and all that she had lost, looking quickly back up to Sillivren with surprise upon her face as she spoke the code-word. "Did you just say..."

Before she could finish speaking, Morwen had approached the table and began to speak up causing her to finish speaking and look over her shoulder to see Morwen standing behind her and introducing herself to Sillivren. She reached for her tankard and took a very slight sip from it as she moved it to her mouth, listening to the Breton with a new thought appearing in her. As Morwen finished speaking, she looked back over to Sillivren with a slight smile upon her face, glancing down at the septims that she had left there when she built the small table out of them. Reaching into her pouch, she pulled out seven more septims and placed them before Sillivren with the smile remaining upon her face, speaking very quietly hoping that only Sillivren could hear her. "Use this money to pay for a room. I want you to stay around as we must speak more soon." Through her words, the word 'must' was emphasized as if it were very important.

As soon as she finished speaking, she slowly stood from her chair and picked the platter of Venison and the only full tankard from the table, looking back to Morwen with a smile. "Take my seat. I must meet with someone." Those words seemed to be filled with a sort of joy and kindness within them, none of her words making it even seem as if she were drunk. Lightly nodding to Morwen, she slowly walked away and over to the bar, leaning upon it as she reached it. Placing her platter and tankard down upon the bar, she looked over at Silgvar causing her smile to fade from her face. "It seems we have gotten many new faces in Solitude these days. What is your name?"