Asheen climbed the stairs to the roof and spent close to an hour preparing the site for her ritual.  She knew that the chances Talmashiska had told her the truth were slim, but she had the reagents and it was worth the risk she thought.  She carefully placed a ring of salt around her, and then using a small Daedric dagger pushed the ring outward in places enscribing runes into the surface of the the salts she had laid.  Just outside of the ring she placed a small brazier, and began to prepare the salt around the brazier as well.  forming a complex rune on the rooftop, drawn out in salt and stone.  Talmashiska sat nearby, his green skined form barely a foot tall.  His red membranious wings wraped around him like a bat, and the long tail that protruded from his bottom dangled over the edge of the roof, like a serpant peering down at unsuspecting prey from a tree.  The Imp watched her quite amused, his small white horns glissening in the sunlight, as his burning red eyes observed the Bretons behaviors.<br/><br/>Asheen glanced over the scroll she had written out in her quarters earlier, and began checking that she had the proper reagents for the ritual.  The webbing of a Daedric spider, purified salt that had been cleansed and dried by boiling, the essence of a spirit, and the heart of a Clanifer.  Yes she had them all, it seemed, and the ritual circle appeared correct, although she had her doubts.