Vorgu Soul
Riften
ARPers: The Operator

He strolled through the brick path, enjoying the breeze and cooler weather of the Rift. It was warmer than Whiterun, but it felt a lot better than Windhelm by the tales he'd heard. Windhelm, somewhere he needed to venture in the near future. "After this hunt, I'll take a trip up north. Maybe I'll go to Helgen first. Then to Whiterun. Not sure how my fellow companions will take to my return. I won't blame them if they're hostile. I left them to worry about me for months, and now years. This is something I must do, regardless. Aela has been wanted to see me, again. I'll do that.."

He looked over the railing to see a corpse floating in the water. He chuckled, then directed his attention to a Riften Guard. "Hey," he announced in a clear and direct tone, "do you often leave corpses in our river? Get him out of there, and deliver to me all of his coin." He continued towards the secret entrance to the cistern. Something made him pause at the temple of Mara. He gazed upon the architecture, and proceeded onwards. "Riften is a really weird city. A land of thieves, political vendettas, and constant crime and murder. Yet people come here to get married." He thought aloud, and proceeded onwards, not really minding anyone who overheard his thoughts.

After a short walk, he entered a grave yard, and heard a familiar entity call his name. It was Nocturnal, once again surely to hum one of her many demands in his ear. "What do you want, fair entity, I'm busy."

"Silence, fool! This message is directed to all of my Nightingales! There is a strange new energy being emitted. A force unlike anything I've felt in a very long time. Do keep your eyes open, and your ears. I would hate for one of you to die unexpectedly.. again," she spoke in a harsh yet uncertain tone. Just as quickly as she appeared, she vanished from the minds of her Nightingales.

Vorgu pondered briefly. Could it be the dragons? That isn't all so unknown. Also, Nightingales? Plural? What is this? Who died? What an unholy mess. Many questions, yet that hag didn't have the time to answer any of them. Thanks a lot, Nocturnal. Thanks a whole lot. He proceed into the chamber that held the secret entrance to the Cistern. Where he descended into the Hide Out of the Thieves Guild.