THE COURT OF SHORNHELM REJECTS THE ACCUSATIONS FOR INSPIRING THE ASSASSINATION
Shornhelm, High Rock – The officials of the Court of Shornhelm reject the accusations that the Court was among the political inspirers of the assassinations of the late Emperor and the Imperial Family. In the lengthy public letter, special emphasis is placed on the notion that a provocation of such malice and magnitude hasn’t been thrown on the Court since the days of King Andorak. The Court officially requests that the Elder Council take decisive action against Councilor Jarth and threatens cessation of diplomatic communication with the Imperial City if their request isn’t promptly fulfilled.
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VISCOUNT UBBEN GOLDWINE APPREHEDNED BY THE BLADES
Kvatch, Cyrodiil – Members of the Imperial Guard apprehended His Highness, Ubben Goldwine, the eldest son and heir of Count Goldwine of Kvatch on Loredas, because of his alleged connection to Tharnatos. The Guard issued an official announcement stating that the search of Ubben’s estate and offices is being conducted and that the public will be notified in due time about the degree of the Prince’s involvement and other details pertaining to the tragic demise of the Imperial Family.
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It was dark inside the cabin. Dark and stuffy. When had he last been in here? Garrus couldn’t remember. The emergency lights from the corridor were just about strong enough to paint the vague outlines of the spartan furnishing, a fuzzy stain on the metal floor the only reflection. Nothing to see anyway. A crew cabin like any other. Well. It was still new. You could tell from the sharp edges of the bed frames and the lingering smell of paint. It wasn’t enough to drown out the reek of alcohol, though. It alerted him to the other’s presence even before he sensed movement on the cot to the right.
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Everyone seemed reluctant to leave the Comm Room. Everyone except Wrex, who was already out the door. The humans dragged their feet, looked from Shepard to Nihlus and back, and exchanged uncertain glances as if they weren’t sure if the meeting was over. They weren’t the only ones suffering from the impression that it wasn’t. Tali stood next to the door, just outside the range of the proximity sensors, bending her fingers in uncomfortable ways and unmistakably staring at Garrus. But Garrus wasn’t looking back; he was saying something to Shepard, something quiet and secret-like, whispering right into her soft, meaty ear in a way that made wisps of her hair dance in his breath. Shepard wasn’t listening. She was focused on Liara with a strange expression of red-alert wariness coupled with motherly concern. But Liara wasn’t aware of it; she was looking at Nihlus expectantly, pleadingly, just about ready to fall in his arms and open the deep, dark well of her soul to him again. For real, this time, her eyes were saying. Swim, and perhaps drown together in the warm, weightless void.
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ELDRED OF SOLITUDE NEW EMPEROR OF TAMRIEL
The Imperial City – The Elder Council announced the new Order of Succession with His Royal Majesty, Eldred, the King of Solitude, on its top. Eight-and-thirty Councilors voted yay, two-and-thirty nay and ten abstained.
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Tali cursed aloud, then remembered where she was and quickly glanced left and right. Phew. Nobody within earshot. There were more people in the hangar than usual, but they all seemed preoccupied. Ashley and Crewman Harriswere sparring just outside Wrex’s cubicle. Wrex was in; he was cleaning his weapons and humming some horribly dissonant tune. He looked up from time to time, prompted by grunts and profanities issuing from the combatants. On the other side, near the drawbridge, Donnelly and Kaidan were leaning over the microfacturing unit, mostly just frowning and shrugging, and only occasionally erupting in short bursts of conversation.
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