Felix Caelus

Felix grins back at him in return. Now that Nocturnal has departed, his tension has eased. True, there's the task ahead and who knows what kind of challenges lie in store for them- but that's overridden by the high thrill of success. He just spoke with a Greater Daedra. He can still feel her power around him- and she's even granted them passage through her realm of Oblivion!

He's glad that Naugus is similarly enthusiastic. Despite his private uncertainties, the sorcerer handled their encounter very well, and Felix really is glad to have his skills to count on.

"Through the gate, I suppose." He's brisk about fetching his satchel and glancing through the contents. There's a spring in his step and delight in his voice. "I'm as prepared as I'm likely to get- and keen to proceed. I've never been able to find more than rumors about the Evergloam, so I can't say what we'll find in there, but the Prince herself just granted us passage. As trips to Oblivion go we couldn't be much safer."

And then there'll be Cyrodiil. His own homeland. That's a pleasant prospect for entirely different reasons.