Lillith sat glumly with her arms crossed as the Archmage paced back and forth angrily. Savos Aren's Irate pacing increased and he wearily brought a calloused hand over his face.
"Lillith you are wearing my patience thin! What in Azura's name drove you to attack Nirya? Your fellow college member!" Savos' deep scratching voice was laced with anger. Lillith rolled her eyes. Typical Savos Aren, never seeing things from her side, just everyone else's.
She clenched her fists. "She was insulting me!" Oh how much pleasure she took in punching the short Altmer in her already crooked nose. Lillith hid a smirk behind her long brown hair. She felt no regret in her actions. Nirya had purposely sat near her in the arcaneum and proceeded to talk loudly to Arniel about her.
Her seething inner thoughts were cut short as the Archmage scoffed. "Do you honestly think that is any excuse for your behavior? You physically lashed out against a student of the college! The proper punishment for your actions is banishment." Savos raked a hand down his face. His shoulders slumped in defeat and he pointedly glared at her. "which may be for the best."
With a flourish of his robes, the Archmage turned his back on Lillith leaving her to glare in disbelief.
Hurt and rage gripped at her throat as she rushed after the dark elf, taking the steps two at a time. His swift movements were quick and tempered as he stepped out into the Hall of Elements. Lillith was close behind him with an angry retort at the tip of her tongue when a cold hard object bumped into her, causing her to lose balance and sprawl out on the stone floor.
Savos sighed at her sprawled form on the floor and addressed the stranger who was looking down at the girl, unimpressed. He pointedly cleared his throat to catch the strangers attention while Lillith gathered herself.
"Need something?" He asked. Savos didn't think the mysterious person belonged in a place such as the College of Winterhold, clad in the steel armor adventurers of higher ranks, usually thanes, wore and armed with many swords surely too many for one person to use. The face of said person was masked completely by a steel helmet, it's peerless gaze setting the dark elf on edge.
The peerless helmet nodded. "I need to visit your Arcaneum, if I may." The silvery toneless voice that came out of the warrior surprised Savos with its subtle femininity.
The Archmage nodded. "Ah yes of course. Lillith would be glad to escort you there." He gestured mundanely to the small Breton who was gaping dumbly at the stranger. "Though if your matters aren't too pressing might I ask for your assistance later on?" Savos asked pleasantly though there was an underlying tone of command in his voice.
The figure grunted and turned their attention to Lillith who ducked her head and lead the warrior up the stairs to the Arcaneum.