Jennifer
"Don't worry, I'm sure we'll treat you better than the bandits."

*He laughed. He moved behind Jo'Del to guard him in case anyone came.*
Myrtle
There was some banging from the corridor guarded by the stone atronach, it was fighting back, but it's uncertain how long it will last
Eric
The portal is about a quarter of the size of the cage, "I'm not used to moving things of this size. Only really the size of my own body." He says, a bit of strain in his voice, "I'm a bit out of practice, I suppose. Will definitely need to use this spell more." He says, stopping himself from saying any innuendos
Jennifer
"Just hold out a little longer, I have an idea."

*He summoned a group of Crow daedra. They quickly slipped through the cracks between the wall and the atronach and became a Wraith-of-Crows on the other side.*

"Learned that one in the Second era."
Eric
"Ah, the Wraith-of-Crows. A fine choice." He says, the portal falters for a *Split second* But he regains focus, "About half-way done, I'd wager... Maybe... 60%"
Myrtle
There's quite a few *Very unnerving* Sounds coming from the other side of the atronach. Thuds and crashes, slashes and a few screams... And then silence
Jennifer
"I don't even want to look on the other side of that Atronach. The wraiths are Ruthless, dealing with them wasn't fun during that little Daedric invasion." 

*He turned back, looking at the portal.* 

"Their hands are bound... Would it not be easier to open the portal, *In the cage?*"
Eric
As he says that the cage passes through the portal, "Their legs aren't, I don't want them legging it out of wherever this portal goes."
Myrtle
A gruff orcish voice can be heard shouting through the portal, it's Urag, and he's not exactly pleased with the person in a cage appearing in his library
Eric
"And that is not my quarters, is it." He hops through the portal, the cage is directly in the middle of the Arcanaeum
Jennifer
"I'm sure it will be a nice spectacle for the students."

*He followed. Nereva had left, leaving the masks in a box on a table. The key was next to it.*
Eric
"Indeed, it will be." He says. Galdres had also left, leaving a note, simply reading *Fahlbtharz*, he had learned something. "So, now for our newfound prisoner."
Jennifer
"Your mere possession of that mask offends me. You stand in the presence of an Apostle of Sotha Sil. Bask in my perfection."

*He was being sarcastic, playing it up for effect. The lighting in the Arcanaeum made him look less rusty at least.*
Myrtle
She cowers, "Please, don't hurt me, you can have the mask." She says, fear in her voice, "If I knew a Clockwork Apostle would show up I wouldn't have gone to that damned dwemer ruin."
Jennifer
"Then we wont have any problems. The rest of your group were killed, what do you know about the masks? The mannequins? What's behind that door, is Vivec hiding behind there?"

*He enjoyed making jokes from a position of power.*
Myrtle
She stutters a bit, as she's in fear, "The masks. They're the key. I don't know what's behind the door, that's why I was sent to get this mask. Something about dreams, maybe? I don't know."
Jennifer
*He reached his hand through the cage. His brass hand, it was as though it was attracted to the artifact.*

"Give it to me."

*He turned to Jo'Del.*

"What will we do with her? I doubt you care too much about heresy."
Myrtle
She silently hands him the mask, it bears a rather ugly grimace, three bands going from the bridge of the nose to the back of the head
Eric
"I'm unsure, we could move her to the Chill or perhaps return her to where we found her."
Jennifer
"No, she was cooperative."

*He thought.*

"Send her back to Raven Rock. She'll either come to her senses or continue her worship."
Eric
He casts the portal spell, this time inside the cage, he lets her walk through willingly, which she does after a moment, then closes the portal. "So what do you suppose we do now? There's the mystery of the mannequins, but I'd rather leave it to those who started the investigation."
Jennifer
"Well, I'm not entirely sure. Nereva is either resting, or *Drinking*, and that Buoyant Armiger, Galdres it was? He left." 

*He thought, tapping his finger on his chin before it locked up.*

"Maybe it's time for that checkup."
Eric
"I can summon them when needed. Not like summon them with a spell, mind you, just call them here." He says, then thinks a moment "Bromfing isn't here right now... But I may be able help a bit." He says, "Please, sit, and I'll take a look."