Brynjolf

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((17th of Rain's Hand, 4E 205))

((BRYNJOLFPOV))

I sat at the table, going over plans with a new recruit. Still, I couldn't keep my mind off Russet's return. What was her return, and why would she flee?

"Brynjolf, come quickly!" Karliah's voice echoed around the Ragged Flagon, and I couldn't help a sigh of annoyance.

"I'm busy, lass. Can't it wait?" I complained. Apparently it couldn't, as the Dunmer yanked me up and pulled me towards the Ratway. Her explanation set me on edge.

"It's Russet," she blurted in fear. "Her home was on fire, and there's a dragon, and--"

"Alright, I'm coming." I slipped my hand out of her grasp and raised my voice. "Vex will be in charge until I return," I announced. They mumbled in agreement, not particularly caring who was head of the Guild as long as they made money. I did not fault them for that, simply followed the Dark Elf out of the Ratway.

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