Felix seems preoccupied, busy running his fingers over the various boxes of earth and salt, feathers and small pouches and bottles. "Right. I didn't come equipped to negotiate." He looks around then, rolling a leftover sprig of foliage in his fingers. His eyes track past Harrow to the door. "...And I wouldn't care to perform something so sensitive in a house full of, hm, 'inquisitive' mages. It was risky enough the last time."
Here the blades meet some competition, because thinking about all that makes Felix painfully conscious that he has no delicious vampire souls to offer this time. No leverage to protect him. That has his sense of self-preservation getting very antsy indeed. He's going ahead, of course, but... best be wary.
Now... charcoal, charcoal... here's a stub, good enough. No soul gems, of course. Felix frowns, then turns on his heel and strides past Harrow to lean out of the door. There's his flaming atronach, faithfully keeping watch - and drawing more attention to the room they're in. He gestures her inside, to one of the corners. Maybe he can use the daedra to help power a ward...
Ah, yes. Better have her put the rest of the presents down first.
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Date: 2017-06-30 07:49 pm (UTC)Here the blades meet some competition, because thinking about all that makes Felix painfully conscious that he has no delicious vampire souls to offer this time. No leverage to protect him. That has his sense of self-preservation getting very antsy indeed. He's going ahead, of course, but... best be wary.
Now... charcoal, charcoal... here's a stub, good enough. No soul gems, of course. Felix frowns, then turns on his heel and strides past Harrow to lean out of the door. There's his flaming atronach, faithfully keeping watch - and drawing more attention to the room they're in. He gestures her inside, to one of the corners. Maybe he can use the daedra to help power a ward...
Ah, yes. Better have her put the rest of the presents down first.