Daniel
*There was an air of silence in the courtyard that was rare. Ayemnivi never lined them up like this... But it was 15 or so guards lined up. The expression on her face was worrisome.*

"It was my goal to not treat you like soldiers when I took this position. That was my only goal... But today is a time where i have to break that."

*She reached into her pocket on her gambeson. Inside was a note. She held it high.*

"Smuggling for the Thieves Guild! Which one of you worthless sacks of shit is responsible for this!"

*She knew who it was. But she was making a display to make her point. She walked down the line, she was very short compared to them, and her blade... Very strange.*

"How about you, Breton? Making some extra money to buy your Wifes lover something nice!?"

*A snicker came from the end of the row, but she ignored it.*

"I know it was you! That was over 2000 gold in goods! You will rot until the maggots will fester in your bloated corpse!"

*She grabbed him by the head and knocked him over, a few teeth were on the ground.*

"I want two of you to take this man to jail! The rest of you are dismissed!"

*2 guards grabbed him and took him. The rest left. She brushed herself off.*
Mary
Mirihil was standing under the courtyard's southeastern arch, the one over the path leading to the residential district. She leaned against a wall with her arms crossed over her chest as she took in the spectacle, making a mental note for herself to never get on this guard captain's bad side.

When the guards were dismissed, she started to make her way deeper into the courtyard. The friend she'd some to say goodbye to hadn't seen her approaching as he headed back into the castle. Rather than just barge in, which she believed this guard captain probably wouldn't like, she decided to introduce herself.

"So, what kinda goods were they smuggling? Skooma? Moon sugar? Anything unique?" She said as she watched the last of the guards dragging the criminal away. Once they disappeared, her gaze moved down to the guard captain. She stuck her hands in her trouser's pockets, doing what she could to guard against the biting wind that blew through the courtyard.
Daniel
"Hm? Oh... A guard was allowing a Guild member to enter the East Empire warehouse and steal from it, then altering the Logs behind the warehouse keepers back, i found out when i looked in my own ranks... Tullius was hounding me about it. It's none of his business."

*She crossed her arms. She was short... 5'5 but seemingly quite muscular. She had the look of a fighter. On her belt was a strange mask... With 2 tusks on it. Almalexia, if mirihil knew. Ayem smiled.*

"I'm not like that all the time... You just have to set examples sometimes."
Mary
"Yeah, I get it. Can't say I feel sorry for the East Empire Company, though. Establishing a monopoly on multiple goods is pretty deplorable, in my opinion. Especially when the highest ranking members are hand-picked by the Emperor."

She took her hands out of her pockets as the wind died down, casually crossing her arms over her stomach as she shifted her weight to her right leg. She looked at the mask and narrowed her eyes a bit, analyzing the mask. It fit what she'd learned about the Mask of Almalexia almost perfectly. "That mask—it a replica, or the real thing?" Her tone was warily awestruck, like she was trying to not get too excited in case it wasn't the actual artifact she'd read so much about.
Angela
Busy witg a friend will respond
Daniel
*She seemed embarrassed.*

"Um... Yes I... It's complicated! But there arent any new temple fanatics around... My cousin sent this to me."

*She took the blade affixed to her hip, it was Hopesfire. THE Hopesfire.*

"I didn't know i had a Cousin... But she's a researcher at the College and uncovered a lot of ALMSIVI relics... Better in the hands of those that respect them than the temple fiends... Who want the worship quelled..."
Mary
Mirihil's face was quickly overtaken by pure astonishment, a feeling that only multiplied when she realized what the strange sword at the guard captain's hip truly was. The Altmer's mouth opened and she tried to speak, but only stammers came out. 

"You've just... Casually got two relics that belonged to someone as close to a god as a mortal can get?" She said as she took a small step forward and clasped her hands behind her back, inspecting the Dwemeri blade. "I mean—how do you even get around? Surely there are people out there who'd go to any length to get them..."

She was practically whispering now, her gaze flitting between the two artifacts. It was like she was entranced.
Daniel
"In Morrowind, maybe. Nobody cares here. It's something I like about Skyrim... Even if most of the people are ignorant. Anyone whos looking for them wont expect to look here. They'd check the College... Where they *Were.*"

*She spoke proudly, standing upright.*

"My family was a long line of Ordinators... Some being Her Hands. I kept the tradition alive during the Great War... Donning our Armor against the dominion. If anyone is suited to carry Her relics... It would be me. Ayemnivi."

*Her name began with the pronunciation of the Daedric letter A.*

"It... It really isn't that big of a deal... I know my cousin has the Mask of Vivec... An Apostle in Markarth has Sehts... And Trueflame is in the hands of an Armiger in Raven Rock. We are the most suited to keep them safe."
Mary
Mirihil listened intently to the story, nodding and humming in understanding as it went on. She seemed to react differently when Ayemnivi mentioned she was a soldier in the Great War, but whatever reaction it was, it was replaced by the same captivated interest she'd held a moment before. 

"Not that big of a deal," She repeated with a small chuckle. "I'm sure you've read the eighth volume of The Truth in Sequence. That sword supposedly wounded Mehrunes Dagon himself. Pretty big deal to be holding it if you ask me." She took one last moment to drink in the sight of the blade before looking back to Ayemnivi. "I'm Mirihil, by the way. I'm a mage and I studied at the Arcane University, so magical artifacts hold a special place in my heart."