Sorry for the length of the chapters so far. I haven't gotten far enough in it to post longer ones.
"Vorstag I know you got us a room as well. I will need you to stay in the room tomorrow, till I get a small job done that someone asked me to do. Shouldn't be more than a few minutes worth of work then we can empty that bag of stuff and take any necessaries back to my Whiterun house." Nera told the tall Nord that sat across from her. His head lifted from his food, licking his lips a bit as he studied her face after her words. His stare made her squirm in her seat a bit, knowing her vagueness made most of those who followed her question her intentions. Having been avoiding the Greybeards summonings made her nervous enough but she wanted to know the new home fate had given her better and she would learn nothing if she obeyed some group of old monks any time they Shouted for her. Vorstag lowered his fork and stared her in the eyes with his own chocolate ones, the stare both a reprimand and a small bit of acceptance.
"I don't understand why you wish to do this but I will not advise you differently. I do wish you would be more open with me. Your constant disappearing acts when I am following you make me worry for your safety. I would not be a good sellsword if you should get harmed while doing something under my care." Vorstag said softly, his calm gentle voice so different than most Nords she had met in Skyrim. The gentle Nord reached over the the table they sat at and patted her hand with a smile on his lips. "You are also my dear friend and I wish to see you safe. You just adopted those poor children and it would not be fair to you or them should you fall because I can not protect you."
Nera chuckled and squeezed the Vorstag's hand before reaching for her own fork and shaking her head. "Do not fret Vorstag. I need you by my side in a draugr filled crypt but in a town I can handle the small things I am asked to do. Lucia and Sofie won't lose another parent, this I can swear to you. I am as safe as I need to be. Anyways I was asked to do something I am more than qualified for. Just do as I ask and wait for me in the room once we rise."
A sigh left the male as he lifted his fork once more with a nod, glancing at the wood elf in front of him as she ate. Vorstag worried about Nera more than he probably should, considering their 'relationship' was mostly a business arrangement with some camaraderie from the nights camping on their way to one place or another. For the first time Vortag felt like he could trust the person who had hired him to fight and keep him as safe as he kept them. Thinking of this trusted friend being harmed by her own foolishness made him want to cringe but there was little he could do.
Silently moving away from the pair Bryn smiled some, wanting to chuckle at all the information he had gathered listening to them. While he would never harm a child, knowing that the beguiling Bosmer had somewhere she called home and where it was located gave him more ideas than he could use right now. He headed to the door, wanting to prepare for the morning task, pausing by Sapphire to give her the job Delvin had asked him to deliver. As he opened the door to Riften he smiled wryly, wondering if the girl was as skilled as she claimed to her companion.
The next morning Bryn was waiting at his stand when the doors to the Bee and Barb opened to show the Bosmer female, her dark hair pulled back and the armor encasing her body obviously cleaned. Her movements were sure and confident as she strode to him, her dark eyes staring into his with an obvious bit of amusement. Stopping in front of him she looked up to his face and tilted her head to the side. "Ready? I do have to be in Whiterun soon. I made a promise to stop by in between travels. I would like to keep my promise."
Brynjolf wanted to laugh at the cocky way she behaved, acting as though what she was doing was a routine job rather than something that was vital to a guild. Instead he smiled and nodded before looking around to the others walking around the marketplace. "I will cause a distraction. While I am doing my thing I want you to do what we discussed. Quick and clean is how my organization runs so don't mess up lass."
The Bosmer smirked and winked at him before she turned from him to walk away. "Don't worry about me. You worry about making sure no one sees me."