Paul
"I care not for the other wizards. I care for the safety of those they are meant to guide. There is also an opening in the northern face of the cliffs. What those wizards get up to during their spare time is none of my concern, but if it has something to do with the midden it cannot be good. And it is a large mystery. It is over half the size of the overground college, and yet there is very little mortal things residing there."
**Mosul returns a glare now, not wanting to seem wavered by the arch-mage**
"I could probably create barriers they wouldnt think of negating, but if you believe it unecesary then I will leave it _for now_. "
**Mosul now takes a step closer, leaning his head down to look at the arch-mage**
"If I catch Ancano down there again, I will follow him and then confront him. I care not about the possibly consequences of the Thalmor and Empire. I wont kill him though, he serves a purpose for now. My movements currently will not be restricted by some pleasure elf and the deaths of scholars. If I believe he steps out of line, I will have him removed and maybe replaced by another. "
**Mosuls face now returns to its normal look. Emotionless. He takes a step back, before speaking once more**
"Do you care to join me for a drink?"
Omar
"You forget you're at a College for teaching *Mages*, even your best illusions can be seen through, and not even with the eye, you forget we mages are keen when it comes to magicka, we can feel when there's a concentration. And you *Should* Care about what the Wizards think, because if they start complaining, in fact if *Anyone* Starts complaining, about what you do, I will see to it that you never step foot on College grounds ever again. I do not make these threats lightly."
He sighs, "Your suspicions around the use of the Midden are tiring, you sound like you work for the Synod. Conjuration isn't evil, it's a well founded School of Magic, even Necromancy can be performed safely and humanely. And it's better they be performed here on College ground than outside of the College in someones ancestral cemetery." He states
"And circling back to my statement before, if you start anything with Ancano I guarantee he's going to make it my problem, and I'd like to keep Justiciars off of our grounds, he can harass the Augur all he wants. Nothing will come of it, the Augur will be as vague as always, he wouldn't let any harm come to the College." He stands up, his size, although not quite as tall as the Altmer, is still quite large, "Nothing, and I meant *Nothing* Happens on these grounds without me knowing, if I suspected that undo harm or something that could be a threat to this College was happening down in the Midden, or that Ancano was a serious threat I would do something. But nothing different or world ending is happening in the Midden, and as of right now Ancano is no serious threat, just your average uptight and thick skulled Thalmor agent, and the *Second* He begins to be a threat to our institution I will personally see to it he is devoured by Pyandonean sea serpents."
He sighs, "I could use a cup of tea." He states, using telekinesis to grab a box of tea, a kettle, and a jar, as well as teacups, saucers, and utensils
Paul
"I would very much like to see them try to remove my spells." **He grins now, bearing strange and damaged teeth** " But yes, a cup of tea would be quite nice. Although I am a mead man myself, the warmth of tea is helpful to heal any wary man or mer. I can ensure you though, that if trouble begins with Ancano, you will not have agents knocking on your front gate with a big piece of parchment. Although I have not taken part with the Thalmor for years now, I could still very easily pull rank on him. "
**He floats the tea-pot into the air, pouring himself some into his cup. He then reaches into thin air and pulls out some seaweed and a lotus flower. He places it into another cup, pours hot water into it and forces it to mix, creating a beautiful cup of seaflower tea**
"A strange but delightful chai. Its sweetness mixed with the salt and the relaxing properties of the lotus flower make it perfect for mid-day. " **He reaches into the air once more, now pulling out 4 sweet rolls. He places two by Jo'Dels cup**
"I might try some experimentation with the Augr and the midden myself. I might run some tests on the gauntlet down there. Ive already read some previous tests performed, but I will give my own hand to figure it out. If that doesnt work, i'll just have to summon and bind a Daedra so that he can figure it out. But I'll be returning to solsthiem first, an artifact of great interest has shown up there that I believed to be too far gone. "
Omar
He takes a premade teabag out of the box, an herbal mix of some sort, pouring himself a cup of tea, and mixing it a generous pinch of moon sugar. He laughs at the man's boldness, "I'd like to see you perform a spell that I couldn't remove," He says, taking a sip of tea, "Plus we have a wide array of scrolls, quite useful for our students, gets them introduced the the effects of powerful spells, without them needing the skill level. I myself have made quite a few scrolls for the students." He says, "Quite proud of the scrolls I made, as well. And while I appreciate your offer, I highly doubt the Thalmor would take the word of an agent more seriously than an ex-justiciar."
He sighs, "Don't experiment on the Augur, even though he may appear to be just pure magicka, he is still a person, he feels, speaks, and has thoughts. Not only that but he is connected to the College on a level we cannot truly percieve. Harm that comes to him may well harm the College as a whole."
"Solstheim you say? If you end up in Tel Mithryn give Neloth my regards, he's very broody, but he's a fantastic mage. Oh and there's an older fellow in Raven Rock I know..." He stops for a moment, "Nevermind about him, actually, if you see him you'll know."
Paul
"I'm already acquainted with the people of solsthiem, but I'll give him your regards. Ive seen your scrolls, simple but effective. They definetly show the students what a high-level mage is able to accomplish, and gives them the opportunity to wield magic to a higher degree. What is interesting though, is that you still havent noticed that i'm actually drinking mead" **He chuckles, as his cup suddenly transforms into a flaggon of mead** , "Or that your enchanting table no longer has its sigil stone" **He reaches into the air and holds the sigil stone in his hand the next moment, clicking his fingers and placing it back to its original place**"I'm sorry, that was immature of me, but I would prefer that you get rid of your tricks aswell now, I noticed them earlier"
"While I do not doubt your magicl expertise whatsoever, and truly believe you are one of the greatest young mages I have encountered in my time, there is always more than what meets the eye. Your skill in alteration, however, I would say is just about on the same level as mine, which I applaud thoroughly."
**He now leans forward, looking into Jo'Dels eyes** " But please do not attempt to disrespect me in such a way again, especially by insunuating my weakness and lack of influence. Enough of these games Jo'Del, I am no meager ex-justiciar as one would imagine, and I believe Ancano and you are aware of that already"
**He leans back now, relaxing in his chair** "I like what you've done with the place though. Definetly upgraded it since my last visit to the quarters. I applaud the work you have done with the college, maintaining its decaying stature to a very high degree, and still churning out the proficient mages as always. Although it seems to me that the locals arent fond, but when are they ever? The college still stands, with you at its top."
Omar
He nods, "I did notice, I just don't care. I could smell that it was mead the whole time. And I noticed you took the sigil stone as well. If you had left having stolen it I would've seen you removed, possibly placed in The Chill. I've been discussing with the Jarls placing nullifcation fields in the prisons, to further secure them from mages." He says, "I actually haven't done any tricks since we got here, I'm not one to play around while conversing, the only unnatural thing about me right now is that I'm in my Senche-Raht form, you caught me as I was on my way to go for a run." He says with a chuckle
He laughs, "I'm not doubting your rank, I'm just stating that the Thalmor would likely sooner believe someone who currently works for them than someone who left them. You may not be 'just an ex-justiciar, but that's all you are to them." He says
"Yes I'm quite proud of what I've done with the Quarters, Arch-Mage Sedoth had quite the taste, but most his decor was removed by the Arch-Mage before me. The local outlook is damage beyond repair, I fear, I do try, though, but there's only so much you can do when the only remnants of a proud city are gone, save for a grim reminder."