<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b1/Nar%27Rystlyn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Nar'Rystlyn or Ryst<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>Ryst is dressed (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2d/Nar%27Rystlyn_1.png) for 'work' as she nearly always is.  There are very few people who actually know what she looks like under her Nightingale armor.  And she likes it that way.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Riften, Near Mistveil Keep<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ilya Evermore, open<br/><hr/><hr/>Nar'Rystlyn squatted on the top of one of the roofs which gave her nice birds eye view of both the market area and the front of Mistveil Keep.  The Khajiit was extremely agitated over the events of the previous night.  Ryst had been in Whiterun doing what she did best when she ran across another would be thief who did not belong to the guild.  Her eyes had narrowed watching him lift the item she was there to get.  This was simply unacceptable and she was going to make sure this was the mans last job and perhaps send a message to those who thought they could try to move in on Thieves Guild territory.<br/><br/>It had been far to easy to follow the man out into the wilds outside of Whiterun completely undetected.  Reaching out she grabbed the man by the shoulder sinking her claws in through his light leather armor and spun him around swinging the blade of her Dragon Bone short sword towards his neck stopping the motion with the edge just barely touching his skin.<br/><br/>"I do believe you have something of mine and I intend to relieve you of it!"  Her normal soft raspy voice came out in a harsh hissing whisper.  Digging her claws further into his shoulder she forced the man to his hands and knees and kept him there with a death like grip on his shoulder as she sheathed her sword and relieved him of his shoulder pack full of goodies including the item she had been after.<br/><br/>After stripping him of his weapons which weren't really worth the bother of keeping Ryst knelt down and using the hidden blade she swiftly cut off three of his fingers from each hand.  Leaving the thumb and forefinger on one hand and the thumb and pinky on the other.  "If you survive to tell your leader of how you failed give him this message...  We will not tolerate anyone moving in on our territory.  Consider this your first and final warning."  Her last words fell nearly at the same time her fist flashed into his nose knocking the man out completely.<br/><br/>Only after nearly shredding his leather armor she stole his boots shredding them up in such a manner that they couldn't be worn again and took off towards Riften as quick as she could.  Nar'Rystlyn had found Rhiley at 'his' desk and gave him her report of what had happened.  She had also wanted to speak to La’ora but the lovely rogue had been no where to be found.  At least not in any of her usual haunts.<br/><br/>Now as she sat atop her high perch she kept her eye out for La'ora as she kept her eye on the activities in the market place.  During watch she caught sight of one of the most unusual sights she had ever seen.  A treasure chest walking on six legs behind an Argonian male who looked like he had been tossed down the side of a mountain and had hit every single rock and boulder on the way down.  Nar'Rystlyn had been about to make her move to go and see about this stranger when another one seemed to have beat her to it.  So she waited and listened closely with her enhanced hearing she had been born with.  Something did not hold to well with her ears or eyes though as this new stranger spoke.  There was either something very off about him or he was not exactly as he would seem to be.  'Great just what I need a new mystery  to deal with.'<br/><br/>Moving swiftly from her perch dropping down between buildings Nar'Rystlyn quit using her invisible spell and made her way over to where the Argonian had stopped. Taking note of his worn clothing she knew exactly where he had come from but she said nothing of this fact as she addressed him "Hello stranger, you look rather lost... may I be of some assistance?"  Then turning her attention to the other man she looked him over.  "You too are new to these parts.  Perhaps you needs some help as well finding your way around?"  Ryst purred sweetly.  The Khajiit really wasn't trying to hit on the man but perhaps it might have sounded that way.  No matter she would deal with any consequences of her manner of speech later if need be.<br/><br/>