John
"You could probably call it that but, it was more like his skin *Was* Brass plating. Everything below about here looked like it was metal and not flesh."

*To further convey what he meant, Nothwulf straightened a hand and held it against the base of his neck, before moving it downward.*
Timothy
*He was off in the corner, practicing his blade sharpening routine. It's something he picked up in the Blades. He meticulously kept his swords in pristine condition.*

"A second Clockwork Apostle? Never thought I'd see another one."
Raymond
"Seems Skyrim is full of surprises." He says, "Those were Sotha Sil's worshipers, yes?"
John
"He certainly seemed eccentric. Fiddled with the old Dwemer contraptions like he made them. I'm not entirely familiar with these Clockwork Apostles, but I know vaguely who Sotha Sil is. A god of machinery and mages."
Timothy
"There's another in Markarth. Worked with him when the Forsworn were a big problem. He's an old Telvanni... Over 1000 years old. Don't know why they're popping up here. Morrowind probably isn't safe though."

*He looked at the edge of his blade. Perfect.*
Raymond
"Morrowind's unsafe, Cyrodiil is a bed of Thalmor activity, only other place that'd be safe is Hammerfell." He says, "Didn't think many Apostles would leave the Clockwork City."