>>5127836>>5127875>>5127879>>5128020Time is wasting! You need to head to The Incubus’ lair in the lower-middle income area to the far end of town, and quickly. The ‘ectoplasm trick’—that is how you’ve taken to thinking of the useful ability of creating a semi-autonomous, parasitic glob of demonic energy to dwell within a host and monitor them on your behalf—is going to be eminently useful to prevent the discovery of what you’ve done in the Tower. The only other viable option you can think of is to—
‘~Fuck ‘em to death, fuck ‘em to death, make ‘em CREAM and make ‘em SCREAM~’
You try to ignore Irinnile’s morbid little diddy, and she giggles amusedly at your eye-roll.
…But yes, maybe that. Probably not that. The thought of doing… THAT again makes you:
>Uncomfortable—you’re a Reptilian, not a MONSTER>A bit TOO turned-on>Worried about Irinnile’s influence on your psyche>Write-inIn addition to the ectoplasm trick, you also intend to rely on The Incubus and its connections to relocate and hide the Dragonborn and your stolen loot. For now, it all remains uncomfortably close to the Tower. Luckily, you:
>Rigged up some wards with your new warding magic, to silently warn you if the Tower approaches>Set up magical traps with your warding magic to blind and dazzle any who approach>Didn’t ward it, despite the possible advantages, because the threat of that magic being discovered offset the benefits to your mindYou reflect on these musings as you:
>Travel to the Incubus on-the-wing, for speed is of utmost importance>Retract your wings back into your body and travel to The Incubus’ on foot, using stealth to avoid attention>Mug someone for clothing and shift your shape, the better to travel unrecognized by any Inquisitors>Write-inSorry for the short update, but these were a few parameters for your plans I wanted to nail down and I couldn't think how to stretch the paragraph parts out without purple prose. 