You Are Wasting My Time

My name is Justiciar Oecella Ciaun. I am a Thalmor Justiciar currently stationed in Falkreath. If you do not have any business that concerns my person, I suggest that you-- what is that look? "You have heard my family name before"?

Nonsense.

altmerempath:

oecella:

Play to your Strengths: oecella: altmerempath: He wouldn’t mind a world where he didn’t have…

oecella:

altmerempath:

He wouldn’t mind a world where he didn’t have to shake other peoples hands. But, it was required of a person who had to feign pleasantries. He deadpanned his response, which wasn’t hard considering his oft cold mannerisms, “I wouldn’t have guessed you were a…

“It’s simple really. I have a brother that is a fugitive. He is here in Skyrim. I am here to kill him. Being part of the Glorious Aldermi Dominion is only an extra added bonus.”

Though she supposed it wasn’t THAT simple. Sarvel was friends with the Second Emissary after all. And Hauclir was not happy with her after her first attempt to kill him.

It sounded as simple as Lorion trying to get along with his son. ”Good luck with that.” Obviously, he didn’t actually care. But, he wanted to at least have come to Falkreath and done something, instead of nothing.

“Do you mind if I accompany you for a while?” He didn’t exactly sound thrilled when he asked.


"I suppose not. It is my shift of being watch, so it is not as if I am going anywhere of dire importance."

Maybe a conversation would help her keep her mind off the blasted chill in the air.

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oecella:

altmerempath:

He wouldn’t mind a world where he didn’t have to shake other peoples hands. But, it was required of a person who had to feign pleasantries. He deadpanned his response, which wasn’t hard considering his oft cold mannerisms, “I wouldn’t have guessed you were a…

"It’s simple really. I have a brother that is a fugitive. He is here in Skyrim. I am here to kill him. Being part of the Glorious Aldermi Dominion is only an extra added bonus."

Though she supposed it wasn’t THAT simple. Sarvel was friends with the Second Emissary after all. And Hauclir was not happy with her after her first attempt to kill him.

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((computer is being a pain in the ass. Ipod time. Only oecella))

altmerempath:

oecella:

-she glances down and seems uninterested in shaking hands with him, but recalls her superiors lecturing her about being gruff and in the end, shakes hands with him-

I am Thalmor Justiciar Oecella Ciaun. I am stationed here in this… rather uninteresting region.

He wouldn’t mind a world where he didn’t have to shake other peoples hands. But, it was required of a person who had to feign pleasantries. He deadpanned his response, which wasn’t hard considering his oft cold mannerisms, “I wouldn’t have guessed you were a Thalmor. Though, Ciaun sounds familiar. Merchants?”  

"Dye Makers. Though my Mother is a merchant. She is from the Visvento Family. Father runs the dye business while Mother runs a local general store."

She was surprised that he thought her family name sounded familliar. Most common people from Alinor didn’t know of her family name. Not many people cared where their clothing dye came from.

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How quaint. And, I just wasted a whole day to come here. /He offers his hand./ I am Lorion, what’s your name, Justiciar?

-she glances down and seems uninterested in shaking hands with him, but recalls her superiors lecturing her about being gruff and in the end, shakes hands with him-

I am Thalmor Justiciar Oecella Ciaun. I am stationed here in this… rather uninteresting region.

meadandmaces said: Lorion: Good Day, Justiciar. Do you know of anything more interesting than the graves here? Because, I just wasted my time, seeing rocks commemorating dead Nords.

In this region? Besides the dragons and the appalling idiocy of the locals, there is nothing of the least bit of interest in this ice box of a province.

bodran:

oecella:

“So..erm…how was your day today, Oecella? Good…I hope?”

 Oecella suppressed the urge to roll her eyes at the older mer. “It has been uneventful, for the most part. But that is Falkreath. Why are you here in the first place?”

She stacked her papers neatly before putting them back into their files.

“Certainly not here just to see me, I would hope.” 

He coughed, “Ah, well, I was in the city to see Solaf and then I’d figure I’d go…sightseeing.”  The term was unfamiliar to him as ‘tourist’ was merely slang for ‘goldmine’.  He continued nonetheless, “And then I’d figure I’d stop by to say hello.”  He shrugged indifferently, “I merely wanted to be friendly and courteous,” but a bit of his true colours leaked through: “I hope you appreciate such efforts.”  Although in truth, it did not matter if she did.

"Please, spare me your lies. I don’t just get friendly visitors with my profession. And I know very well you don’t visit without an ulterior reason.

If you’re going to talk to me, you will do so without stretching the truth or sugaring your words. Otherwise you are just wasting my time and your own.”

She picked at a loose bit of nail on one of her fingers, apparently as indifferent as he.

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"So..erm…how was your day today, Oecella? Good…I hope?"

 Oecella supressed the urge to roll her eyes at the older mer. “It has been uneventful, for the most part. But that is Falkreath. Why are you here in the first place?”

She stacked her papers neatly before putting them back into their files.

"Certainly not here just to see me, I would hope." 

Anonymous said: Magic!Anon: You are to have a civilized conversation with Bodran.

ಠ_ಠ What.

Anonymous said: CIRALINDE x OECELLA

ಠ_ಠ What.