Thomas
*Well, all of the Tribunal... Mess was over. Back to normal. Relatively. Calcelmo had uncovered a Centurion recently. Byleth had had it moved to his study because he wanted one, calcelmo had enough. His plan was to use Heartstones to power it. If that could work. He did have one notice out.

Hired help requested, escort to Karthwasten. Well paid, inquire at highest tower in Markarth.*
Molly
*Maeve was not on Markarth for fun. In fact she was not here out of her own free will at all. It had taken a hagraven and a bandit gang to drag her through half of skyrim until she got free. And now she had a way back to worry about. And so she stumbled upon a contract, escort duty well paid and kind of in the direction she was headed anyways. Grabbing the sheet of parchment and tearing it off the wall it was hammered to she proceeded towards the city spires, stone stair by stone stair she approached the largest of the towers, and knocked against the heavy bronze doorway*
Thomas
*A watchling answered the door. A small little octopus daedra.*

"Oh, are you here for a job? Well... THE job. He's finishing up something."

*The door opened slowly, revealing the study. It was a bit cramped. There was a dunmer placing parts onto a dwemer centurion off to the right.*