<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b1/Nar%27Rystlyn.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Nar'Rystlyn, Ryst to her friends. Ryla public Alias<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, Kreios, open<br/><hr/><hr/>Ryst had been about to decline outright anything Ilya was about to offer in return but her curiosity got the better of her as the Argonian practically crawled into his fascinating walking chest.  The Khajiit even smiled and shook her head lightly hearing the man say,<em>'If you bite me now, I will never forgive you, Luggage...'</em>.  The item which Ilya brought forth from the chest nearly took her breath away.  Nar'Rystlyn had seen one about 10 years before in the hands of one of her aunts on her mothers side of the family.  The music was sad but it stirred deeply embedded racial memories of a land she had never set foot on and probably never would.<br/><br/>"My aunt used to have one of these beautiful music boxes.  I know of its true value Master Craftsman and I shall insist upon paying its full value."  Slowly she took one of her Dragon Bone short swords from off her side and handed it towards him hilt first.  "It's been enchanted with fire and shock damage.  With this you shall not need to go fist to fist with a troll again.  And do not say it is to much.  For I understand the time and effort which went into making this little box which I shall truly treasure."<br/><br/>"Yes it would not hurt any to share a drink with such a Master Craftsman such as yourself.  There is something however you need to understand up front.  My sexual preferences are for my own sex."  The Khajiit shrugged her shoulders add, "I always have and always will prefer women over men."   This was a fact which several men in Riften and a few of the other holds had learned the hard way when making sexual advances towards her.  And it was always Nar'Rystlyn that taught those lessons either.  On a few occasions it had actually been one or the other of her lady friends which and brought that point across.<br/><br/>Ryst listened carefully to what Kreios.  Yes she was absolutely certain of who he was.  And though his face had changed some over the years she could still see the same angry young man glaring at her as he knelt over Alga's lifeless form.  Now she stood between the two men waiting for both Ilya's response to her counter offer and the offer which Kreios was making to the Master Craftsmen.