<div class="floatleft">(http://i1234.photobucket.com/albums/ff406/Cal_Eternal_Blade/Characters%20Female/Art%20Female/1280x908_6863_Fantasy_Knight_2d_character_fantasy_knight_girl_woman_portrait_picture_image_digital_art_zps9cf5afb6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lucretia<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Whiterun: Dragon's Reach Dungeons<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Late Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jo'Shaar, open<br/>Lucretia smiled a little more broadly as he mentioned traveling with a friend, pleased that she at least had one after the year she'd had. She was thinking now of the future when his question and curiosity brought her back to the present and the pat. The smile faltered, and she leaned her head back against the stone of the dungeon, thinking on how to answer. She didn't figure she'd need to hide who she was anymore except for when she tried to blend in occasionally, after the point of hiding who she was had been nullified when she found out the Jarl had been expecting her.<br/><br/>If he had heard about her headed for Skyrim, than the Blades would have as well, so other than the pain of the tale there was no reason not to tell it. Jo'Shaar had shared painful memories with her, so she might as well do the same, after all she had nothing to gain by hiding the truth now. Her head came up and she moved so as to show her arm, which had both the mark of the Imperial Legion, and under it the mark of the Blades under the mild disguise she'd invoked using her armor.<br/><br/>She let it fall, showing the marking on her upper arm, and looked at him from the corner of her eye.<strong>"My name's Lucretia Tullius, yes the granddaughter of the former governor of Skyrim. Until a while back I was in service as a blade, and during the war I was captured by the Thalmor. I don't know how much you know about Thalmor interrogation techniques, so I'll leave that your imagination."</strong>She began, turning her back against the wall once he'd had a chance to see the markings, and out of habit using her armor to cover them once more.<br/><br/><strong>"In the end they got me to talk, I don't remember it all, I had been under their <em>care</em> for eight months by that point, but after words they released me to go back to Cryodil, along with messages to the Emperor and the Grand-master of the Blades. Those messages said I had colluded with the Thalmor, and honestly I don't remember enough to say that I didn't."</strong>She continued, her eyes closing at the memory, or more likely the broken remnants of her time in a Thalmor cell.<br/><br/>Lucretia opened her eyes, and tried to smile, but it faltered before it even formed.<strong>"I was again imprisoned, this time by the Emperors order. They wanted to verify whether I had committed treason, but regardless I would have lost my position in the Blades. We're suppose to be above such things."</strong>That last came out bitterly, obviously she didn't think her former brothers and sisters would have done any better in the situation.<strong>"I managed to escape, please don't ask me how. Those who aided me could lose their positions and their lives if it were known."</strong>She went on, before pausing for a second.<br/><br/><strong>"Total I spent about a year imprisoned, between the Thalmor and the Empire, and before that I had been in Valenwood working on destabilizing Thalmor interest there. So when i decided after my escape that Skyrim was the safest place I could go, I really should have stopped a few times to gather the situation here. Not that it would have mattered, it's still the only place that's more or less free of either the Empire or the Dominion, and thus still with a war on the horizon; the safest place for me."</strong>She finished, again trying to smile, and looking at Jo'Shaar found that she could.