", "Listen, lad. So, I apologize for the long time between updates, but it shouldn’t be that way from here on out. The Guild is back on its feet again and on its way to a prosperous future. Delvin: "Do what he says, Vex. Brynjolf: "Aye, there's always a catch. Much to her chagrin, there was only one bed. Being Guild Master means more than just getting a cut of all the loot, it's about being a leader and keeping this rabble in order. that everything was fine? Put it away... right now. Normally, Colrina was always alert, ready for anything, be it a mugging or—Divines forbid—a dragon attack. Colrina barely had time to register that the drunk had moved (milk-drinker was quick) before there was a searing pain in her side. This is accomplished simply by going to the. Feeling the Nord stable keep’s eyes on her, she pulled her blade out of its sheath. Before we continue, I want to make one thing perfectly clear. And then: “To join the Thieves Guild, Lass.”. And now you’re suddenly I'm no priest, and I'm certainly not religious. “Want some mead?” She held up a small coin purse. I don't care. He looked up and smiled brightly when he saw her, immediately straightening out of his slouch. A/N: Okay, so this is my (millionth) attempt at jumping on the Skyrim and/or Brynjolf bandwagon. He was eyeing the mare sadly and for the first time, Colrina noticed a greatsword leaning against another stall. Brynjolf: "Vex?" With Mercer dead and Nocturnal pleased, Colrina found herself in charge of keeping the coin flowing, the jobs steady, and the new recruits in line. The Nightingales, their allegiance to Nocturnal and the Twilight Sepulcher." She trotted up the steps, leather boots heavy and full of water. Talking to Brynjolf first may result in bugs, which can be avoided by waiting for Brynjolf to approach and start the conversation. It all went downhill from there, the kind of downhill that could only happen in Markarth. No more "Sorry Lass/Lad, I've got important things to do." Not to mention Colrina’s old mare wouldn’t make a journey to Shor’s Stone, let alone anything further. Get in here, all of you!" Madesi: "That's what you said about the Wisp Essence and it turned out to be crushed nirnroot mixed with water!" Brynjolf: "Please hurry, I have only a few bottles left!" Mystical beings who live in legends and were masters of great magic. But that day was likely far away, considering her lack of gold.
Forsworn attacks, corruption, Cidhna Mine, more corruption, the list of her reasons went on and on. Hoping to have the rest of the chapter posted by the end of the week. Mercer Frey tried to kill both of you, he betrayed the Guild, murdered Gallus and made us question our future. “How can I have gratitude for something like this?”, Colrina clenched her jaw. “Well, sort of,” she stammered, looking anywhere but at him. And if she failed? “Can’t remember my last night off.”. Brynjolf: "Delvin, Vex... watch the Flagon. She knew it wouldn’t last—it never did—but for the moment, it was enough. As she finished stitching the wound, Colrina found herself thanking Nocturnal that steel, this time, hadn’t cut too deep. The Bringer of the End Times. ", Brynjolf: "Wait a moment, you're not talking about Goldenglow, are you? Brynjolf: "Then it's all true... everything I heard in the stories. Similar to now, she and Brynjolf had enjoyed a drink at the Flagon, though a hint of something had been in the air. Good job, lad.". “I thought…”. As she stood there, one pale, calloused hand resting on her hip, the other raking through her hair, Colrina waited for him to begin. Help me deal with business first, then we'll see how I can help you. Divines, she was an idiot! They had little-to-no Septims to their names.
across her chest as she went straight to Brynjolf. “Accepting what fate has in store for you is never an easy task, but you’ve done it.
A/N: Vex: "Sure, why not." Many TG upgrades including a Player room and bath. “I know… But sometimes I still think he’s here.
She would need to discuss joining the Guild with Lydia, but in all honesty, something told her she’d already made up her mind. Mercer is a Nightingale, an Agent of Nocturnal." Now what's this so-called proof you speak of?" No one would hurt her; no one would even try. And she needed all the comfort she could get at the moment, with her vision darkening around the edges. Ordinarily, Colrina would welcome his company, his sense of humor–Divines, just his presence.
of Mercer’s desk. This isn't helpin' right now." Services His reflection—broken “Yeah.” Colrina averted her gaze. it wasn’t my place… still isn’t.”. You have to be logged in to download files. Brynjolf: "Let me see. Now, Colrina was making a point to avoid him whenever she could.
During the main line of quests for the Thieves Guild, Brynjolf and the Dragonborn become Nightingales, like guildmaster-turned-traitor Mercer Frey. He says that he will create a diversion in the market. Judging by the light outside the windows, dawn was just beginning to break. I mean everything. She’d changed out of her soaked armor and into some dry robes, the material soft to the touch. As the elixir worked its magic, her eyesight returned.
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