William
**He's as cheery as ever.** 

*Talia kept her eyes locked on those of the brooding dunmer. She knew from growing up in the desert to never look away from the snake when it hissed. As she sauntered up to Varis, she stopped behind him and moved her hands from behind her back to in front of her body.*

**He doesn't think highly of the blue palace. Talia wasn't surprised that he didn't like the palace, but she was surprised that she shared in the sentiment.**

"Indeed. The palace looks beautiful, but it does lack a soul, of sorts. I suspect that despite the character of the nords returning to the province, the palace has remained empty for some time. I wish I knew what was the reason..." *As she speaks, her smile slowly falls as she describes the disrepair of the palace. Talia admired beauty and truly enjoyed searching for it, so speaking of the palace in such a way saddened her.* "I hope it is brought attention sometime during my stay. It has so much potential..."
Brittany
*Ahem* Correction...
Mitchell
The Wizard laughed a little, nodding. So, she aspired for things to happen during her place in the city. He knew she was not someone who let the whims of life pass her by. She was a mover, a player in a grand game. Whether she was a Pawn, Rook, Knight, or any other piece, was yet to be seen. As for himself... He always saw the pieces as a liquified state. Wherever he was in the hierarchy, he knew he could find a way to get higher. Just as he had, ever since he wasn't even on the board.

"Agreed. The potential in this entire city is... Ready to be cultivated. Nurtured, even. Beauty without a soul, certainly is, a tragedy. Better to be ugly, with one, than vice versa." He placed his hands together behind his back as he continued to face the crowd, his eyes shifting between the guards nearby and the people who enjoyed the performance. "I take it you've found other parts of the city to your liking? I must say, the districts are... A homogenous bunch, despite being so cosmopolitan. It seems the identity of the Empire and the identity of the Nords, in this place, are rather well combined. So much so, one finds it difficult to find distinction." 

He glanced toward her. "Wouldn't you agree?"