"Deal then!" He was about to say more when they were interrupted by the new stranger. He listened to his words and the arguments of the others before he smiled widely. "It does pose an interesting dilemma though." Ilya mused as he looked at the blacksmith. He produced his lute from his back and started to play a slow and somber tune, his fingers laced with magics that made sure that no more curious ears would hear their business. "This blatant blundering blacksmith has wrought upon himself a problem. To put it frankly he already knows too much and had I been an Argonian of skullduggery I would surely have dug deep into his skull with a dagger to dispose of his disposition and unless any of you feel that dragging him into an alley and ending his ailment be alright... we'll have to bring him along."<br/><br/>He paused and leaned against the nearby wall, his fingers still working along the strings, but in a more upbeat sense than before.<br/><br/>"The Jarl's permission, none such is really needed. I know a place where all we need is a little push to get through to the ruins." He turned his gaze on Marvenwith a scoff. "As for what I am, you should know it when you see it and know that a Bard goes to many places. I was not taught in the College of Solitude and mind it no more. As for Winterhold, I have a friend there in high up places."<br/><br/>He stopped playing and slung the lute over his shoulder before giving Tanesha a sweet smile. "As for the Dwemer. Surely you already know a Dunmer when you see her." He motioned towards Ani. "Perhaps you have also met the Altmer, Bosmer and Orsimer that live in Skyrim or elsewhere. Then there are the Dwemer and Falmer. I'll tell you more of them once we enter the ruins, it lends a good atmosphere for the tale. Pray to whatever deities you follow that we don't meet any Falmer down there though... they are not what they used to be." His tone had shifted to a low, grim tone as he spoke of the Falmer, his eyes saddened by the mere mention before he burst into his usual bright smile. "But for now my friends, how about we go to the Treasury House? There is a wall there that piques my architectural interest."