As he stepped out of the fighter's guild he saw some one in a hooded robe, very plain looking and black, watching him from the roof of the building that was directly across from the sword keepers' shop. He walked into the shop of which was owned by a kahjit. "Are you here for Ra'Vir's famous deadric weapons," asked the kahjit quickly. "First of all, those aren't deadric weapons and you know it. Second off, I'm wonderig where I can get some high quality clothing," said Seraph quickly but sternly. "Ahhhhh... you are the crazy one. The one that searches for truth beyond the temples. Well Ra'Virrrr like you and anything you but here is a special low price... and as for the clothing, mine isn't very high quality. There is clothes shop by the potion lady, but not very good. But in Aldruhn is a very god shop in the big building. Very good indeed."
Seraph pulled out a bag of gold from his sack and tossed it to the now happy looking kahjit. He stepped out and walked to the slit strider port. "We make a special trip, same low price," recited a grimy looking Dunmer man as if he says it all day every day. "Yea in one second. KELA! HOLLY!" he yelled to two people of a very large group. They came running into the city with the four warriors behind them. As they came running up the stairs Kela asked "Where are you going!" Seraph simply looked at him and said "Where are we going? To Aldruhn! House meetings, remember? We need to get well clothed theretoo... probobly in robes." He looked at the grimy Dunmer, handed him some gold and got into the silt strider with the rest following. "Sir... this is alot more than needed to get to Aldruhn," said the Dunmer as he got into the silt strider and walked up the the nerve endings of which it is driven. "We're not just stopping there. Now lets get going, the meeting is not long from now."
As they reached the port in Aldruhn seraph ordered the driver to wai for them. Looking up at the reddish sky Seraph could tell it was almsot time. "Hurry now. We must get into the Skar district and get clothed," said Seraph as he started to walk toward a very large building. As they got inside they walked down a wooden path that was held up by ropes, almost like a bridge, and walked around the bottom of the building until they located a sign that was obviously that of a clothier. They walked into the door, down the ramp to the main room, and stopped in front of a Dunmer woman. "We need robes. The finest you've got, for all of us." The Dunmer woman pulled out 6 fine robes, all black but embroided with gold decorations. Seraph took the robes, handed the woman a large cloth sack (which sounded like it had a considerable amout of money in it) and walked out. They got their robes on quickly and walked back to the path by the entrance. Seraph looked for a moment and walked underneath the pathway, waving his hand for the others to follow, and opened up a trap door. They walked down a very steep hall and came to a door.
'This is it. You guys ready?" asked Seraph woith the others nodding yes. He opened up the door into a great hall. Ornately decorated, glowing blue from the many lanterns, Seraph walked directly into the center of the circular hall. He stepped up to a podium and as he did so people stepped up to the large counter above them. They looked down and one anounced "Seraph Kaliki of Balmora, here to discuss his search and funding for it." After that anouncement everyone seemed to lower a bit as if sitting down. "What have you found with this project?" said a large dunmer wearing a VERY fancy gold robe.
"We have found certain references that have made me change my view more in the direction of the Tribunal, but still slightly different." As he finished his explanation of his findings he added "And I have another request." The man that looked as though he were head of the council, the one in the gold robe, looked at him with a face that meant he did not want to hear the request but sill, he asked what it was. "I would like any and all information of the Feral Four that you have for I have been sent on a misson to find and destroy them."
"By whom, might I ask, sent you on this quest?"
"Vivec." And as he said that a large gasp of shock and aw followed by the buzz of talk erupted in the hall. "Silence! Silence! SILEEENNCCEEE!" yelled the one in gold robes. "The high council of the great houses will grant you the information you have requested, along with 100,000 Septims as a fund for your project." just a moment after he said that the door to the hall opened once again, and from it came the man that was watching Seraph from the rooftop, who also seemed to have been the 'sleeper' that Seraph spoke to once before.
"And the lost house, the sixth house, great house Dagoth, will grant you 5,000,000 Septims, and the information you are not able to obtain about the Feral Four!" said the man in black. As he said that the hall erupted into talking once more. "SSSIIIIIIILEEENNNCCEEEEE!" Yelled the man in gold once again, and as he did so the hall went quiet. "You mean to say you are of the sixth house, wish to grant this man funding and information, and you expect to not be arrested?" asked the man in gold. "Not only do I expect that, but the great house Dagoth is also willing to donate 10,000,000 Septims to this Secret council." As he said that he walked out, door slamming behind him, without any argument from the council. Instead, there was agreeing and happy talk stirring among them. They all stood and slience fell once again. "Very well, you will accept the information from the sixth house along with their Septims, and you will acceppt our Septims and information. Meet with our informant at the temple and he will give you our donation." Seraph bowed low, with his companions doing the same, and then they walked out. As they reached the outside of the Skar district, and Seraph suggested celebrating with the silt strider driver at the Ald Skar Inn, and so they did.
Authors Note:I'm sorry I took so long to update my story and I'm sorry this chapter was so short but I have a bit of a plan. If you have any suggestions please R&R!