#he hates selivus and ranni

[elorne-the-grafted]

Elorne padded inside, fiddling with a belt that he tied around his chest to hold her in place. A pair of hands was already holding the ends of the sack in place to carry her into the table.

"From the tag on her leg, then yes." With the belt undone, he uses both pairs of hands to lay her down on the cleared table. "Your daughter told me she was your lover." He truthfully couldn't say much. He and Gideon were strangers to each other technically, and he really only knows of this relation based on the say of others. He had some more shocking news to offer Gideon after working for a shockingly short time with Selivus.

A man who he had once or twice seen around the Roundtable Hold has appeared once again, this time with what looks like precious cargo. Using a burlap cloth as a sling, he carries someone on his back, their body and resting on the grafted man's back.

He carries them into his study room. He is straight to the point.

"Is this Dolores? Do you know her?" He sounded slightly winded, as if he sped his way towards here to ask this.

@elorne-the-grafted

The events unfold quickly enough, someone barging into his study with what appears to be a corpse fastened to his back. Someone who's indulged in grafting at that.

It's like ice water down his spine when the words reach his ears.

"Dolores-wait, Dolores, the Sleeping Arrow. You have her?" There's an audible clatter of books as he shoves the stacks of tomes off the table before waving the man in.

"By the Erdtree-get in here man, mind the door!"