Heron and Khaj left the hotel together in the morning. True to his word, he was gone without a trace, seconds after they were out of sight of the front door. Heron smiled, happy to be away from the man on a mission. She went to Ulfron's music, a sign in the window proclaimed it to be open so she went in.
Pressing open the heavy ebony door, she found a shop full of all manner of instruments. She heard a Saxophone being played from the back of the shop. She wandered through the aisles of brass music, looking over all odds and ends, stumbling upon guitars and various other instruments.
A bass began playing under the sounds of the sax.
The sax sound grew louder and louder the closer she got to a hall. She realized that it was in fact coming from upstairs. She walked up the stairs, seeing no counter or anything barring her way, and found even more stringed instruments upstairs. The sound was ever more louder, nearly deafening. She wondered if it was recorded when it suddenly stopped. There was loud thudding footsteps. A nord came from the third floor, he towered over her. She blinked at him, agape.
"Welcome to Ulfron's music, and how may I help such a beautiful lady?" He smiled, his white beard covering most of his mouth, was braided down to the middle of his belly, his hair flowed down to his lower back. He had a black tank top on, allowing his bulging muscles to be revealed, and he wore ebony chain pants.
She looked him up and down, "You're a big one aren't you?" She said, licking her lips.
"233 centimeters and 117 kilos, hello, how are you doing today?" he said, pulling a bass off a wall and tuning it.
"Do you play all these instruments?" Heron asked.
"I can, but I prefer bass and sax." He chuckled, his deep voice booming.
She smiled nervously.
"I haven't seen you around here, so you're visiting the imperial city, what for?" He asked, strumming a few chords before attempting to tune it again.
"Well... Honeymoon... But my husband is already being a jerk and avoiding spending time with me." She sighed softly, running her fingers through her hair.
"Oh... Well, pardon me for my... Forwardness... I didn't realize you were married." Ulfron cleared his throat, "You know, far be it for me to question a married woman's behavior, but it seemed as if you were flirting with me earlier."
"Oh!" Heron looked away in an attempt to hide her blush, "I didn't realize that..."
He started playing a tune on the bass, humming along with it.
Her ears perked up, "Is that song of the dragonborn?" she asked.
"Why yes, it is." He grinned, "I'm surprised you knew it, pardon my plain speaking but you don't look Nord to me."
"Well... My mother... Erm... Got around... And..."
"No need to say anymore. Suffice to say... You had many... Varied... Siblings?" Ulfron asked.
"Yes, let's leave it at that." She smiled sadly.
Ulfron nodded, knowing not to pry, "Say... I could use some help around the shop," he lied, "What say you help me with some little things to pass the time and I give you lunch as payment?" He smiled nervously.
"I could use the company." Heron said with a smile.