Snippet #2482273

Silgvar only stared ahead as Valia let all of her words fly, there was a sheer irony in the moment he was seeing since he was could remember the very first time he spoke about them with his father, reversing the two roles in his mind. She was most assuredly drunk though so it could be attributed to her current haze of mind. He looked up at Vinius for a moment after he dropped the key off on the counter for her. "Could I get a loaf of dry bread and some water for her please?" With a nod from the bartender he walks away to the other side of the counter and reaches below before returning with both the items in question.

Silgvar slides them over in front of her. "This should at least lessen the blow."

"But if it doesn't, I have some dragon tongue in my satchel which will help but I wouldn't plan on going to sleep tonight."

He still was on the fence about her if she was telling the truth about not believing in werewolves. Even in Riften there have been physical sightings and in Whiterun as well. But then again she is here in solitude and he has known the holds to suppress such things in hopes of keeping the people at rest. But he felt the temptation of being snide for a moment as he speaks. "Well the silver hand was somewhat secretive in where they stayed and operated, even when I was with them. But you can somewhat say the same of the Vigilant of Stendarr or the Dawnguard as well." He takes another swig from his mug and looks back at her.

"Then again we could always go hunting and speak to Hircine himself.. you could ask him then if werewolves exist."

He returns his eyes back to the back of the bar as he catches himself in the act of being an ass.
"No.. I'm not that overzealous about this riddle." He tells her after a moment of collecting himself.
"I would rather make sure to explore all reasons for this riddle before going out and bother someone in such a manner."

Vinius passes by and fill Silgvar's mug once more while collecting his plate as well, only collecting whatever was not being used at the time. After a moment of collecting everything and setting them at the far end of the counter he disappears away from the bar for that time, either into the kitchen or behind the bar Silgvar could not tell.