Audrey
The office of Regulus Verus is... Shockingly barren. There's a desk with a chair, and two chairs in front of it. A cabinet containing misc papers, the drawers contain mostly parchment and other stationary, as well as ink pots and quills. There's a painting on the wall behind his desk, it's a landscape of a dark forested plain. There is a potted plant to the left of the entrance, and a small chest on the opposite side
Bradly
*He had gotten into the office through a hole in the roof that one would assume was too small for a humanoid to fit through. It was, and though hassraska had gotten his torso through, he couldn't get the rest through, and he was dangling out of the wall.*
Audrey
He steps into his office, and begins lighting wall sconces, he can *Sense* That something is wrong, but doesn't notice the khajiit dangling through the ceiling, he takes a seat at his desk and begins writing, then, as he stretches he sees it, "OBLIVION-" He spouts, drawing his blade, "Words cannot DESCRIBE-"
Bradly
"Don't point that at Hassraska! It's not like he can do anything."

*He frowned. Busted. He figured it would happen.*

"He cannot reach to push himself out..."
Audrey
He sheathes his blade, "Here, let me just..." He grabs the khajiit's arms and pulls downward, "This will either rip your arms off or get you out of my ceiling. Honestly either works for me."
Bradly
*He fell through, a plank coming with him. He fell on his head, but he seemed fine, bleeding. He scratched his head.*

"Hrmmm... Just ask Hassraska your questions..."
Audrey
"Tell me why I shouldn't kill you where you stand for trespassing in the Office of the Guard Captain."
Bradly
*He thought. He didn't think of any way to convince him to go other than ratting on Krowviir.*

"Because Hassraska has a very interesting client! It pertains to you, captain. Very interesting."
Audrey
"Well you should tell me more." He says. Tapping the pommel of his sword, "Wouldn't want to make a mess of things." A threat, a very simple way to get the information, but an effective one
Bradly
"The Captain in Whiterun... Krowviir? She wanted this one to steal your documents... She said that you were corrupt."

*He felt bad about ratting on her, a little, anyway.*
Audrey
He laughs loudly, "I can hardly believe it, the goody-goody Guard Captain of Whiterun hired a thief to try to get blackmail on me?"
Bradly
"Even Hassraska was confused. It was her and a Dunmer mage, this one has seen him, but he doesn't know his name."

*His cloak was hanging from the ceiling. He seemed cold.*
Audrey
"Well even if you didn't get stuck you wouldn't have found anything. I keep all my valuable info somewhere else." He says, "You're free to leave." He says, pointing to the door, "Unless there's something you want."
Bradly
"Hrmmm, you are a tricky man. No, you letting this one go is enough. But Hassraska left all of his treasures with her..."

*He frowned, his bare skin wrinkling on his head.*

"He will deal with it on his own."
Audrey
"Well, good luck to you with that." He says, pulling Hassraska's cloak from the ceiling, being careful not to ruin it, and hands it back to the Khajiit, "You might want this. The cold can be bitter."
Bradly
"Wait, Hassraska remembers on thing."

*He grabbed his cloak and put it on.*

"The Mage... He was Telvanni, Hassraska knows that banner, he had it on him."

*More layers to the story. Intertwining.*
Audrey
"Did you catch his name?" He asks, "There was a Telvanni mage in the city, threatened to burn down the Black-Briar meadery." He says, muttering, "Almost wish he did."
Bradly
"How many Telvanni mages are there in Skyrim?"

*That was some kind of sarcasm. It was obviously the same one.*

"He lives in this hold."
Audrey
"You'd be surprised," He says with a chuckle, "There's more than just one. But if he's the one who lives here in the Rift, then it's Indras. The Bantam farmer." He says, "Seems to be more unstable than usual, or at the very least he has a major grudge against Riften. Either way I'll be paying him a visit. You've done me a service." He says, reaching into one of the desk drawers, activating some unseen mechanism, out of which he takes out a small jewelery box, one that can only be opened with the claws of a khajiit, "A reward of sorts. I could never get it open, don't have the claws for it. Might fetch you a good price with the right people."
Bradly
*He smiled. A nice little trinket.*

"Hrm... Hassraska appreciates this. He'll use it well... This One Hopes that he'll not be in such a circumstance again."

*He hooks the box to his belt, next to his quiver.*
Audrey
"Stay out of trouble." He says, "And if you need to get into trouble, at least don't get caught." He chuckles, "Use the door next time."
Bradly
"Yes, the door, good idea!"

*He left, still a bit embarrassed, and regretful.*