<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 Great hall<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Those in the Jarl's Hall<br/>Lucretia was about to continue looking over the scrolls even without the Jarl answering her question when Jo'Shaar surprised her entirely with his anger, and then his gesture after wards. She was standing there at the table looking at him wide eyed as he made his bow to her.<strong>"Jo'Shaar, I don't believe you know what you offer. We'll speak of it later...</strong>She trailed off catching what the Altmer was saying, turning to look the female elf over as she all but yelled over what she'd found in the document.<br/><br/>Her eyebrows rose as the Jarl began to address them once more. She payed attention to him as he spoke to them all, and she even ignored the Battleborn as he was escorted from the room, having grown outraged over Jo'Shaar's rant.<em>Must be true then.</em>She thought coldly of the Thane being escorted out with only a part of her focus, as she focused most of her attention on the scrolls. It was then she recognized the hand writing, she'd seen it before, in fact she'd seen it a lot at one point in her life. She began looking for watermarks on the parchment, anything to identify it, but the only thing she could determine was that the parchment had been made in Valenwood. Not much of an indication as much parchment comes from Valenwood.<br/><br/>The Jarl finally addressed her question, and she merely nodded to confirm she'd heard him. It was then she made a certain connection, concerning the Altmer in their presence, but she held no ideas that it was the full of the truth. Before she could get far with it, Ru'Ashka went about what you might call a farewell, before heading out. Lucretia barely registered Lethander coming back in, though she'd heard his voice when he spoke to Jo'Shaar, and knew the Khajiit had made a possible ally of the captain. She filed it away for later, before looking to the elf the Jarl named Nalie.<br/><br/><strong>"You're an enemy of House Rotecar?"</strong>She asked the elf, looking her over, still wondering how she was connected to that family, but sure in her gut. The hand writing was from a member of that house, Lucretia was sure of it, and this Elf, Nalie the Jarl had called her was connected in some way. Though she'd ignored the words of the Jarl that they'd talk later about it, she'd heard him, she just didn't trust her temper enough just this minute not to prove wholly disrespectful if she was to speak with him on more than a business basis.<br/><br/>Lucretia picked the newest scroll up, and brought it to her face before inhaling. She spelt the Jarls hall to be sure, but under that was a faint perfume.<strong>"Jo'Shaar, tell me what you can about the perfume on that scroll?"</strong>She asked, though it was in the form of a statement, as she handed him the scroll, knowing his senses were better than hers, and he was better at apothecary than she was. To her it smelled of one of the exotic flowers that resembled Jasmine, the Thalmor nobles seemed to enjoy employing it, though Lucretia wasn't certain why, the flower was very poisonous.