Tiberius looked at the Altmer with suspicion. "I'll keep my eye on you elf, do anything rash and by the eight-and-one I'll flay you." He motions for Sauriil to sit. "So long as you know where I stand, metaphorically of course."

"already threatened him with death."

Sauriil sat down. 'Why are you lookiing for Vokunstrun exactly?'

"I studied with the greybeards for some years because of my aptitude for the voice, I got it from my fathers side, he came from a line of nord Heros but  as you can see i take after my Imperial mother in all other respects, I heard of the preist Vokunstrun in the records of the greybeards, that he defied the dragons for the sake of men and forged a suit of armor from their bones, I am seeking his secrets and armor."

"So, Sauriil, what brings you to this... to solstheim?"

'I am hunting down the lieutanants of Dovahthur and I need to find Zahkrisos' mask in order to get rid of my weakness of shock magic. I heard he is somwhere in Solstiem.'

"well, that's two i won't have now."

"i keep losing money thanks to people a lot older than me. and yes, i mean you, Sauriil."

'At least, you are selfless enough for me to find a way to survive getting rid of the Dovahthur's lieutenants.'

"You're lucky enough for that"

'You are a strange one. Most would treat the older people better than you do now. Far better.' He chuckled, 'Tiberius knows how to treat an old fellow. Norcon, is it?'

Tiberius took another bite out of his ash yam, the crunch was loud and he chewed and swalowed "You know," he said sitll chewing,"I have heard only rumors of this "Dovahthur", who is it exactly? and why are you hunting them?" He finished with another bite out of the yam.

'Dovahthur is my brother. He is similar to a Dragonborn but is different. He is part dragon, phisically and has scales wings and no visible nose. His power is unimaginable. Davathur killed off the members of our familt. Including my daughter. I killed him years ago.'