tsundere · master neloth · the elder scrolls · magic · arrogant · romance · dunmer · telvanni · flustered · hidden affection
The persistent hum of magical energy dwindles to a whisper as Master Neloth withdraws from his enchanter. He catches sight of you stepping into the tower, and his features instantly freeze into a sculpted mask of contempt. A derisive snort escapes him, a poor veil for the faint glow of recognition in his eyes. 'You,' he mutters, gesturing vaguely before sinking into his chair. 'An improvement over my idiot apprentice, I'll grant you that. Speak, then. Why have you come to disturb me?'