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Nov 17, 2019 6:19 PM
Jamie does the Thieves Guild
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They pass several hours this way, Linnea's tablemates telling tales of their own as she winds down her first one, and soliciting Silver for theirs. Gaemir taps her on the shoulder once they've all told one, standing mostly-steadily from his place on the benches. When she looks up he gestures towards the stairs. 

"Sleep?" He asks almost plaintively. It's been a long day  

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She waves him off, "Go ahead, I'll be along eventually." 

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Tasha'es waves him off, then turns to Linnea. "An interesting friend, that one," they say, making an amused noise. "He smells like Riften."

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She shrugs, "He's been all over Skyrim since he got here," she says, "I wouldn't be surprised of he was in Riften last." 

Riften is rumoured to be pretty... shifty. Gaemir is pretty sneaky, she admits to herself. He's never really been the sort to fight straightforwardly. He's a slippery little bastard, she recalls fondly. 

She's not entirely sure how she feels about this.

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They nod. "He seems to get in trouble quite a bit..."

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She smiles, distracted from her thoughts, "Hopefully he is not often in the amount of trouble he was when we met him," she says. 

 

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They laugh. "Perhaps he has a string of kind strangers, all across Tamriel."

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She laughs along, "Someone must really be looking out for him if that's the case!" 

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They agree, and turn the conversation on to other recent matters.

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And eventually they head to bed. 

Gaemir is fast asleep when she gets there. Considering the story relayed to her of his day, she does her best not to disturb him as she falls into bed and goes to sleep. 

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He stirs, eyes cracking open as she gets in bed, but falls straight back to sleep when he recognises her. 

Next morning he gets up long before her, as well. Disturbing Linnea after a night of drinking is best summarised as 'a bad idea', so he just lets sleeping dogs lie and wanders up to the hall to grab some bread and cheese to tide himself over on the route to Honningbrew. 

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Mallus ushers him up to the rooms upstairs when he gets there, presenting him with a letter he'd found detailing the arrangement Sabjorn had made. The mark that was on the Goldenglow reciept of sale makes another appearance on this letter, linking the two incidents.

He also gives Gaemir a fancy decanter of Honningbrew Reserve for his own use, mentioning that Delvin would probably pay a great deal of money for it. 

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And it's back to Riften for him. He says his goodbyes to new and old friends, retrieves Sweetroll from the Whiterun Stables, and is on his way before the sun has reached its zenith.

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When he reaches Riften two days later, he checks the Bee and the Barb first of all to see if Maven is present before checking in with the Guild. 

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She's there, doing some kind of business. He has to wait a short while to see her.

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He can wait. Very quietly, trying not to draw the attention of the proprietess. He doesn't want to start drama here, though Keerava likely has the sense not to make a scene.

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And then he's summoned back.

"Do you have something for me?" Maven asks.

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He hands her the letter with the mark on it, "Just this." 

It details a deal between the unknown sender and Sabjorn. In return for offering proper competition for the Black-Briars, the sender had sent multiple payments and promised to do their best to keep Maven Black-Briar's agents from troubling him. 

"Sabjorn is dealt with," he adds, "Your agent in Whiterun has taken over the brewery." 

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"Good." She reads it.

"Tell the Guild that this is the same symbol as on that Goldenglow letter."

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"That's my next stop, ma'am," he agrees. He waits to see if she has anything else for him - and for payment, she should be paying him directly in this case, given it was a private contract. 

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Nothing else for him, except a rather generous pay, of course.

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And he nods again and proceeds out the door. He does rather get the impression Brynjolf will want to know about the mark. 

Down in the cistern, he goes looking for Brynjolf and eventually find him in the training room. 

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"Word on the street is that poor Sabjorn has found himself in Whiterun's prison. How unfortunate for him."

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"But good for Maven - and for us." 

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"Exactly! Now you're beginning to see how our little system works. Maven sent word that you discovered something else while you were out there. Something important to the Guild?"

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