Linda
"Just keeping up with the scholars. Assuring they aren't up to any mischief and mayhem on school time. And even if it is their free time, they still represent our college and should do as much."
**Mosul could sense the sudden change in town, but stood his ground firm. He carried on staring at Jo'Del, unblinking and unmoving**
"I am interested in this expedition to Sarthal. Ive heard about it before. One of the oldest Nordic ruins in Tamrielic history, one of the founding living areas for the early nords. Tell me, would you have me believe that you would allow a group of students into the oldest and arguably most dangerous nordic ruins in the world with just Tolfdir? Or is there an opporunity for _others_ to join aswell?"
Eric
"Ancano would like you it seems." He says with a chuckle, "I don't want reports of you bothering our scholars, a small amount of mischief and mayhem is required for this field." He says, "And for Saarthal, it *Is* The oldest ruin, and it's not the most dangerous, there's not many draugr about, and most of it is already excavated. You'll have to speak to Tolfdir if you want to be present, but it's not just him and a group of students, Arniel will be there, I might join in, as well as other Scholars, if they choose." He states, "I have been doing research on the subject, and there's something there I wish to look for."
Linda
"I've felt something around that area before. If I think what you are thinking, if we have both read the about _The Night of Tears_ then the ancient magical object of the atmorans may no longer be there. It is a risk, but an interesting one at that. When what will definetly still be there is an ancient draugr soldier, maybe even a dragon priest for all we know. I will speak to Tolfdir, but for now I shall go visit Ancano. Where shall I find him, *Jo'Del*?"
Eric
"Indeed, and that's what I intend to find out. But that's for another time." He thinks a moment, "Not sure, I try to avoid him when I can, if he's anywhere it's around the College somewhere, likely searching for me to hound me about my quote 'unprofessional behavior' and how I'm 'working against the Thalmor's interests' or something."
Linda
" A petulent little child is what he is. I dont think he could comprehend half of the thalmors true interests, even if he tried. He's an irritating lap-dog, same as his father was. He serves no true purpose here except to allow the higher-ups' minds to rest easy. Make themselves look big and strong

**Mosul would now reach out his hand and point it to the direction of the underground, most likely the midden. His robes wafted in the light breeze of the library, but no reaction was held. His gloves were still on, made from a soft but thick leather with beautiful stitchings, but seemed to be somewhat worn and withered.**
"Would you care to join me in a little venture to the midden. I find it so beautiful. If not, I would like to discuss this venture further with you in another place of your suggestions? Wherever you woudl like, within the boundaries of reason. I am still confused one some things, which I believe are better spoken in a closed enviroment"
**He gestures again, this time his long arm pointing out simply towards the exit. His hood flicked up, as he stood there waiting for a reply**
Eric
"He's not stupid, I'll give him that. He knows what he's doing and is quite competent with magic, and I'd believe he knows more about what the Thalmor desires than most of us, seeing as he has to be in constant communication with them, whether he's a spy is anyone's guess, but he's supposedly an 'advisor', and he has to advise with something." He smiles, but shakes his head, "I tend to not visit the Midden too often, the Augur likes privacy, even if he's a part of the College." He says, "But if it's vital you discuss something with me in private we can move to my Quarters."