Molly
*Maeve was lightly taken aback by the daedra but entered slowly, dragging her feet as she took in the study. The Centurion was intimidating and the cold lifeless steel sent cold shivers down her spine. She couldnt pinpoint why. Moving onto the desk she waited for him to finish his pondering* ,,I heard youre looking for a travel companion."
Thomas
"Oh. I thought you were here for the Daedric real estate... No matter!"

*He stood. He was wearing a sash over his torso. The right side of his body was made of brass, looking just like the Centurion. You could see where it was connected to his flesh.*

"Yes, just to Karthwasten. Despite the Jarl's efforts the forsworn continue to be... Meddlesome."
Molly
„So Ive heard..." *She said transfixed with his prosthetic. This was... New. Shed seen people fuse themselves with inanimate objects with magic but this was no sorcery. It was engineering. It had a certain wonder, so much so that she didnt stop her hand from reaching out and brushing the cold metal* „How is this possible?"
Thomas
*He had been around many... Academics, temple members, et cetera, lately. He moved his hand up, and twisted it 360 degrees.*

"I forget how... Jarring it is to most. But the Daedra opening the door didn't scare you off so you seem to have an open mind."

*He smiled, before moving the Sash on his chest over to reveal the Ghartok symbol of the tribunal on it.*

"I am a Clockwork Apostle... Former follower of Sotha Sil. All of us have some sort of augmentation. I cannot speak on others, but the metal is moved through the magicka in my body. The organs on that side which it replaces, synthetic. Sotha Sil was fascinated with the Dwemer before becoming a God. He took their work and made it his own, which is how this happened. He also made a pocket dimension but... Bah that's not important now. I am around 1500 years old, though."

*He began walking, up the stairs, expecting her to follow. On the walls were small paintings of Morrowind, which was likely an alien place to her. There was a stained glass window of that same chest symbol beaming light down on that Centurion. Upstairs was his sleeping quarters. There was some kind of magically maintained terrarium containing... Dragon frogs. Next to that was his desk. He grabbed a note from it.*

"What is your name?"