Ena hasn't been here long. Not as most would count it. Especially not as Babette would count it.

(The vampire 'kid' isn't too bad. Veezara's a good companion. She's still unsure on the rest. It's okay. They're not too sure on her.)

She's just entered the Sanctuary, another minor grunt work contract done, when she spots Astrid leaning against the wall outside her room. Ena slows, nods to her current leader. "Everything going okay?" Ena asks, putting a light tone into her voice. She doesn't know if Astrid's fooled by it. She suspects not. 'Stoic and serious' is probably a better mask to go for here...

"Oh, quite wonderful, sister," Astrid purrs. "We've gotten a valuable new contract recently. Nothing we're likely to be sending a rookie on, don't worry, but perhaps you could have some insight for who we do send."

"Oh?" Ena asks, letting her pitch rise a bit and raising one eyebrow. "High profile, then?"

"Yes indeed!" Astrid chuckles. "Lianda, a redguard from Hammerfell. Our contact called her the Last Dragonborn."

Ena smiles. Hides the faint panic stirring in her breast. "An interesting target."

Astrid nods, says, "Your family is waiting," and waives Ena past.

She walks down into the Sanctuary proper, ears tuned to the faint murmur of conversation.

Lianda.

Her little sister.