Elder Scrolls: Interregnum Chapter 4 (Started, Open)

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"Really?" Croaker said, "You must be incredibly lucky then. I know this man, I've helped his children get over chicken pox and him the shingles a few times. He'll listen to me, but just in case... keep an eye out for your daggers, and make absolutely sure what he hands you is yours. He keeps pushing for a record time on this sort of thing."

With that, Croaker led Endya back into the blacksmith's and beamed a friendly smile at him.

"Tom," he exclaimed, waving at the man, "How's business going?"

The blacksmith had been admiring 'his' new daggers under the counter, and quickly tried to conceal that fact by nearly tripping on his apron, "It's booming. Never seen so many travelers in my entire life than in the past few years."

"Good, good," Croaker said, gesturing behind his back to Endya where he suspected her daggers might be.

"And the wife and kids?" now Croaker moved to lean on the counter, as if examining one of the blades.

"Good. Good." he said, a little nervously as he recognized Endya, "Say, uh, what can I do for you, Croaker?"

Croaker looked directly into the blacksmith's eyes and said, without any inflection or even the slightest hint of a tone, "You can give me new friend her daggers back now. The real ones. Don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about."

Endya gave him a sharp glare for a few minutes, drawing a Khajiit dagger she hadn't used in the Sanctuary battle. ''If you don't hand them over I'll have to slit your neck and have my way with your store, thief.''

The blacksmith held up his hands in what he hoped was a calming gesture.

"Woah there!" he half-bellowed in panic, "No need for trouble! Lemme just get them for you..."

He trailed off to bend under the counter. Croaker dug a scalpel out of his satchel.

"Don't try anything," he said, in an oddly cheery tone with no obvious hint of malice in it, "We're both armed and watching you very closely. And... frankly, I'm disappointed in you, Adrian, very disappointed. After all I've done for your family, I'd have thought you'd at least treat my friends decently." Croaker clicked his tongue to show his irritation.

Without another word, the blacksmith emerged from the counter with what looked like Endya's daggers, and handed them to Croaker. Croaker showed them to Endya.

"Are these the real ones?" he asked.

Endya examined them closely before strapping them in, ''They're mine.'' she mumbled, before raising her dagger again, ''I'll take my gold back now for that trick, scum.'' she motioned to the merchant's side pocket. ''Here's hoping they aren't fake either.''

Josh12345:

TheDoctor455:

Josh12345:
Endya gave him a sharp glare for a few minutes, drawing a Khajiit dagger she hadn't used in the Sanctuary battle. ''If you don't hand them over I'll have to slit your neck and have my way with your store, thief.''

The blacksmith held up his hands in what he hoped was a calming gesture.

"Woah there!" he half-bellowed in panic, "No need for trouble! Lemme just get them for you..."

He trailed off to bend under the counter. Croaker dug a scalpel out of his satchel.

"Don't try anything," he said, in an oddly cheery tone with no obvious hint of malice in it, "We're both armed and watching you very closely. And... frankly, I'm disappointed in you, Adrian, very disappointed. After all I've done for your family, I'd have thought you'd at least treat my friends decently." Croaker clicked his tongue to show his irritation.

Without another word, the blacksmith emerged from the counter with what looked like Endya's daggers, and handed them to Croaker. Croaker showed them to Endya.

"Are these the real ones?" he asked.

Endya examined them closely before strapping them in, ''They're mine.'' she mumbled, before raising her dagger again, ''I'll take my gold back now for that trick, scum.'' she motioned to the merchant's side pocket. ''Here's hoping they aren't fake either.''

"I wouldn't worry about that," Croaker said levelly, twirling his scalpel slowly in his hand as he spoke, "Right?"

"No... no sir," the blacksmith was utterly dazed, he had known Croaker ever since he first arrived in town almost ten years ago... this... just wasn't like him at all. The blacksmith reached into his pocket and produced the gold Endya had paid him, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience m'am."

He handed the gold back to Endya.

"Right," said Croaker putting his scalpel away and heading for the door, which he held open for Endya, "Let me show you to the more reputable blacksmith in town."

TheDoctor455:

Josh12345:

TheDoctor455:

The blacksmith held up his hands in what he hoped was a calming gesture.

"Woah there!" he half-bellowed in panic, "No need for trouble! Lemme just get them for you..."

He trailed off to bend under the counter. Croaker dug a scalpel out of his satchel.

"Don't try anything," he said, in an oddly cheery tone with no obvious hint of malice in it, "We're both armed and watching you very closely. And... frankly, I'm disappointed in you, Adrian, very disappointed. After all I've done for your family, I'd have thought you'd at least treat my friends decently." Croaker clicked his tongue to show his irritation.

Without another word, the blacksmith emerged from the counter with what looked like Endya's daggers, and handed them to Croaker. Croaker showed them to Endya.

"Are these the real ones?" he asked.

Endya examined them closely before strapping them in, ''They're mine.'' she mumbled, before raising her dagger again, ''I'll take my gold back now for that trick, scum.'' she motioned to the merchant's side pocket. ''Here's hoping they aren't fake either.''

"I wouldn't worry about that," Croaker said levelly, twirling his scalpel slowly in his hand as he spoke, "Right?"

"No... no sir," the blacksmith was utterly dazed, he had known Croaker ever since he first arrived in town almost ten years ago... this... just wasn't like him at all. The blacksmith reached into his pocket and produced the gold Endya had paid him, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience m'am."

He handed the gold back to Endya.

"Right," said Croaker putting his scalpel away and heading for the door, which he held open for Endya, "Let me show you to the more reputable blacksmith in town."

Endya checked her daggers again, they weren't as sharp as she would have liked but they were still far from blunt. ''Don't bother. Let's just leave this city''.

Enthir gave his new companion a few oats and turned to Endya. ''Do you like it?'' he asked, loading a few of the bags onto its back. ''I doubt it'll have much use outside of the desert. Unless you plan on staying.'' Endya responded, taking a long look at the short haired camel.
''Where are the others?'' Enthir asked, disregarding her comment.

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TheDoctor455:

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Endya examined them closely before strapping them in, ''They're mine.'' she mumbled, before raising her dagger again, ''I'll take my gold back now for that trick, scum.'' she motioned to the merchant's side pocket. ''Here's hoping they aren't fake either.''

"I wouldn't worry about that," Croaker said levelly, twirling his scalpel slowly in his hand as he spoke, "Right?"

"No... no sir," the blacksmith was utterly dazed, he had known Croaker ever since he first arrived in town almost ten years ago... this... just wasn't like him at all. The blacksmith reached into his pocket and produced the gold Endya had paid him, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience m'am."

He handed the gold back to Endya.

"Right," said Croaker putting his scalpel away and heading for the door, which he held open for Endya, "Let me show you to the more reputable blacksmith in town."

Endya checked her daggers again, they weren't as sharp as she would have liked but they were still far from blunt. ''Don't bother. Let's just leave this city''.

Enthir gave his new companion a few oats and turned to Endya. ''Do you like it?'' he asked, loading a few of the bags onto its back. ''I doubt it'll have much use outside of the desert. Unless you plan on staying.'' Endya responded, taking a long look at the short haired camel.
''Where are the others?'' Enthir asked, disregarding her comment.

"Nice camel," Croaker said in his typical friendly-bedside-manner tone, "Hmm... still running their errands I guess. Odd. I'd thought I'd be the last one back."

Arivicon heaved himself up off the bench. He'd been napping, he guessed. The sun was a lot further across the sky than it had been last time he looked. He wandered around the square for a minute, before spotting the others. One of whom was astride a camel.
Into the desert, then. He sighed, and went over.
"Ho there. I seem to have lost track of the time. My apologies." he called to the strange collection.

SamtheDeathclaw:
Arivicon heaved himself up off the bench. He'd been napping, he guessed. The sun was a lot further across the sky than it had been last time he looked. He wandered around the square for a minute, before spotting the others. One of whom was astride a camel.
Into the desert, then. He sighed, and went over.
"Ho there. I seem to have lost track of the time. My apologies." he called to the strange collection.

''Don't worry, you're not the only one.'' Joncis said, getting to his feet while staying in the shade of the city walls. ''We should be heading off now, assuming we can get the other 3 here.''

Josh12345:

SamtheDeathclaw:
Arivicon heaved himself up off the bench. He'd been napping, he guessed. The sun was a lot further across the sky than it had been last time he looked. He wandered around the square for a minute, before spotting the others. One of whom was astride a camel.
Into the desert, then. He sighed, and went over.
"Ho there. I seem to have lost track of the time. My apologies." he called to the strange collection.

''Don't worry, you're not the only one.'' Joncis said, getting to his feet while staying in the shade of the city walls. ''We should be heading off now, assuming we can get the other 3 here.''

"This one is glad to see he can still pass unnoticed, even when he doesn't mean to," Dro'Araaj said, walking up next to Joncis, he was surprised the man hadn't noticed him walking around at the back of the procession but it hardly mattered. Well unless the heat or something was getting to their leader, that might be bad.

Arlo and Galahad wandered back to the city gates in silence, Arlo figuring they would meet the rest of the group there. They had gone for cliche thus far, but they didn't look like they just started this adventure. They were either efficient, or had a massive body pile. Remembering one of the leaders, he guessed the first one, or at least hoped. They had bought Galahad some gear, a set of iron armor with a steel short sword. Apparently spellswords loved that sort of gear.
Arlo grunted a greeting, while Galahad remained friendly.
"Hullo, my name is Galahad. Formerly a knight for the Daggerfall Covenant. Glad to be of service." He bowed deeply.

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Arlo and Galahad wandered back to the city gates in silence, Arlo figuring they would meet the rest of the group there. They had gone for cliche thus far, but they didn't look like they just started this adventure. They were either efficient, or had a massive body pile. Remembering one of the leaders, he guessed the first one, or at least hoped. They had bought Galahad some gear, a set of iron armor with a steel short sword. Apparently spellswords loved that sort of gear.
Arlo grunted a greeting, while Galahad remained friendly.
"Hullo, my name is Galahad. Formerly a knight for the Daggerfall Covenant. Glad to be of service." He bowed deeply.

''Good to see you again. I assume this is one of your friends? There is room for more.'' Enthir said, bowing back.

Joncis got up and took a look at Galahad for a minute. That wasn't standard knight armour, he could be lying but it would be an odd choice for a fib. ''What's a knight doing this far south? I thought the covenant were trying to secure the Colovian border?'' he asked in a friendly tone. In all honesty it was refreshing to see another Breton that doesn't have any ulterior motives.

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''Good to see you again. I assume this is one of your friends? There is room for more.'' Enthir said, bowing back.

Joncis got up and took a look at Galahad for a minute. That wasn't standard knight armour, he could be lying but it would be an odd choice for a fib. ''What's a knight doing this far south? I thought the covenant were trying to secure the Colovian border?'' he asked in a friendly tone. In all honesty it was refreshing to see another Breton that doesn't have any ulterior motives.

"Well, I was. I got ambushed by a Thalmor patrol whilst scouting, and I made a crappy prisoner, so they made me a slave. And now I'm here..." Galahad smiled sheepishly. His tale wasn't terribly exciting.
"I guess I'll stick with you guys, at least until we go to a friendly nation. Tell me, where are you heading, anyways?"

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''Good to see you again. I assume this is one of your friends? There is room for more.'' Enthir said, bowing back.

Joncis got up and took a look at Galahad for a minute. That wasn't standard knight armour, he could be lying but it would be an odd choice for a fib. ''What's a knight doing this far south? I thought the covenant were trying to secure the Colovian border?'' he asked in a friendly tone. In all honesty it was refreshing to see another Breton that doesn't have any ulterior motives.

"Well, I was. I got ambushed by a Thalmor patrol whilst scouting, and I made a crappy prisoner, so they made me a slave. And now I'm here..." Galahad smiled sheepishly. His tale wasn't terribly exciting.
"I guess I'll stick with you guys, at least until we go to a friendly nation. Tell me, where are you heading, anyways?"

''Into the desert, boy.'' Endya called over. ''You wouldn't be any good at sharpening daggers would you?''. Joncis looked over to her as to not get involved. ''Ignore her, anyway, glad they didn't execute you. Sorry to disappoint but we're a long way from the coast, and if we can do what we need to do up north then we'll probably be sailing back to Wayrest together. Where are you from?''

Enthir hauled himself onto the camel and checked if everyone was there. ''Alright, let's go. I hope you all brought water!''
He shouted, drinking some out of a flask before patting the camel twice on it's thigh. It moved off at a slow walking pace. Endya picked up her things and followed him north.

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''Into the desert, boy.'' Endya called over. ''You wouldn't be any good at sharpening daggers would you?''. Joncis looked over to her as to not get involved. ''Ignore her, anyway, glad they didn't execute you. Sorry to disappoint but we're a long way from the coast, and if we can do what we need to do up north then we'll probably be sailing back to Wayrest together. Where are you from?''

Enthir hauled himself onto the camel and checked if everyone was there. ''Alright, let's go. I hope you all brought water!''
He shouted, drinking some out of a flask before patting the camel twice on it's thigh. It moved off at a slow walking pace. Endya picked up her things and followed him north.

"Oh great, an Altmer who looks down on others. Yes, I can sharpen daggers, but frankly, you seem like a bit of a bitch, so unless it becomes important I don't think I will." Galahad turned to his fellow Breton.
"I'll gladly ignore her. I'll accompany you until then. Also, why do you have a camel?" Arlo shrugged, following behind Enthir, Galahad quick to catch up to him.

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''Into the desert, boy.'' Endya called over. ''You wouldn't be any good at sharpening daggers would you?''. Joncis looked over to her as to not get involved. ''Ignore her, anyway, glad they didn't execute you. Sorry to disappoint but we're a long way from the coast, and if we can do what we need to do up north then we'll probably be sailing back to Wayrest together. Where are you from?''

Enthir hauled himself onto the camel and checked if everyone was there. ''Alright, let's go. I hope you all brought water!''
He shouted, drinking some out of a flask before patting the camel twice on it's thigh. It moved off at a slow walking pace. Endya picked up her things and followed him north.

"Oh great, an Altmer who looks down on others. Yes, I can sharpen daggers, but frankly, you seem like a bit of a bitch, so unless it becomes important I don't think I will." Galahad turned to his fellow Breton.
"I'll gladly ignore her. I'll accompany you until then. Also, why do you have a camel?" Arlo shrugged, following behind Enthir, Galahad quick to catch up to him.

Endya moved alongside Enthir, attempting to grab his attention ''I hope the Breton dies first, honestly we didn't even recuit him''. ''I don't know. He seems eager enough, and we don't have enough recruitment offers to be picky. Admit it, you can have a rather.... vitriolic quality to you at times.'' He said back, staring ahead and away from her to see if he could spot anything in the sandy wasteland. ''At times?'' she said accusingly, ''At most times. Besides he was a slave for a good while now, by default he'll be skeptical of you'' Enthir told her smugly.

Joncis followed the group, catching up with Galahad, ''We don't have a camel. Enthir does, he spent 200 drakes on the thing. Unless he plans on keeping it as a novelty I don't see what use it'll be outside of the desert''.

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''Into the desert, boy.'' Endya called over. ''You wouldn't be any good at sharpening daggers would you?''. Joncis looked over to her as to not get involved. ''Ignore her, anyway, glad they didn't execute you. Sorry to disappoint but we're a long way from the coast, and if we can do what we need to do up north then we'll probably be sailing back to Wayrest together. Where are you from?''

Enthir hauled himself onto the camel and checked if everyone was there. ''Alright, let's go. I hope you all brought water!''
He shouted, drinking some out of a flask before patting the camel twice on it's thigh. It moved off at a slow walking pace. Endya picked up her things and followed him north.

"Oh great, an Altmer who looks down on others. Yes, I can sharpen daggers, but frankly, you seem like a bit of a bitch, so unless it becomes important I don't think I will." Galahad turned to his fellow Breton.
"I'll gladly ignore her. I'll accompany you until then. Also, why do you have a camel?" Arlo shrugged, following behind Enthir, Galahad quick to catch up to him.

Endya moved alongside Enthir, attempting to grab his attention ''I hope the Breton dies first, honestly we didn't even recuit him''. ''I don't know. He seems eager enough, and we don't have enough recruitment offers to be picky. Admit it, you can have a rather.... vitriolic quality to you at times.'' He said back, staring ahead and away from her to see if he could spot anything in the sandy wasteland. ''At times?'' she said accusingly, ''At most times. Besides he was a slave for a good while now, by default he'll be skeptical of you'' Enthir told her smugly.

Joncis followed the group, catching up with Galahad, ''We don't have a camel. Enthir does, he spent 200 drakes on the thing. Unless he plans on keeping it as a novelty I don't see what use it'll be outside of the desert''.

"Dinner?" Croaker suggested, his old smartass streak taking over, "Hmm... is everyone here now? I have to confess that I am eager to get underway."

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"Oh great, an Altmer who looks down on others. Yes, I can sharpen daggers, but frankly, you seem like a bit of a bitch, so unless it becomes important I don't think I will." Galahad turned to his fellow Breton.

"How have you kept your tongue this long? Mouthy slaves tend to lose theirs quite early." Arivicon asked with a sardonic smile.
Then he took a step back. "A knight? From where do you hail, Sir?" His courtly manners, even after years, took over. His father was a truly minor nobleman. Had he mouthed off to a knight above himself? It would end badly for his father- Arivicon shook his head. His family was of no concern to him now.

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"How have you kept your tongue this long? Mouthy slaves tend to lose theirs quite early." Arivicon asked with a sardonic smile.
Then he took a step back. "A knight? From where do you hail, Sir?" His courtly manners, even after years, took over. His father was a truly minor nobleman. Had he mouthed off to a knight above himself? It would end badly for his father- Arivicon shook his head. His family was of no concern to him now.

"I was very new" Galahad smiled. An altmer he could potentially like was a good thing to have in any adventuring party.
"High Rock, though I spent a few months in Orsinium before going to the Colovion borders. I think I prefer the orcs."

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"I was very new" Galahad smiled. An altmer he could potentially like was a good thing to have in any adventuring party.
"High Rock, though I spent a few months in Orsinium before going to the Colovion borders. I think I prefer the orcs."

Arivicon sighed.
"Yes, of course from High Rock. Aetherius forbid the Orcs learn to train knights. They'd rule Tamriel in a week. I meant what city you hailed from. I am of noble birth in High Rock myself, though somewhat... Dispossessed." Arivicon grinned. He'd willfully abdicated his nobility, but he still occasionally missed it.

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Arivicon sighed.
"Yes, of course from High Rock. Aetherius forbid the Orcs learn to train knights. They'd rule Tamriel in a week. I meant what city you hailed from. I am of noble birth in High Rock myself, though somewhat... Dispossessed." Arivicon grinned. He'd willfully abdicated his nobility, but he still occasionally missed it.

"Oh, sorry. I mishear things often. I hail from Farrun, son of Lord Andre, brother to the king. Pleased to make your acquaintance." Galahad bowed again. Arlo caught the last part, quickly turning around.
"You're royalty?"
"No, my father gave up his claim. He was in charge of he Merchants, before he was killed in a duel. Can we talk about someone else's life, please?"

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"Oh, sorry. I mishear things often. I hail from Farrun, son of Lord Andre, brother to the king. Pleased to make your acquaintance." Galahad bowed again. Arlo caught the last part, quickly turning around.

Arivicon bowed. "My abdicated prince." he said, with only an edge of sarcasm. "I, and my lord father, hail from Northpoint. Minor noblemen in the city, with an estate hardly worth mentioning. Peanuts, to a prince."

SamtheDeathclaw:
Arivicon bowed. "My abdicated prince." he said, with only an edge of sarcasm. "I, and my lord father, hail from Northpoint. Minor noblemen in the city, with an estate hardly worth mentioning. Peanuts, to a prince."

"I like peanuts.... Er, my princehood is in name only, I haven't earned the position nor am I eligible for becoming a king, unless a LOT of heirs and bastards die. Then maybe." Galahad shrugged.
"Also, we seem to be getting funny looks from the guards. Should we start moving soon, or what?" Arlo piped up again,
"Yeah, we should get going soon, or stay in town for the night."

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"I like peanuts.... Er, my princehood is in name only, I haven't earned the position nor am I eligible for becoming a king, unless a LOT of heirs and bastards die. Then maybe." Galahad shrugged.
"Also, we seem to be getting funny looks from the guards. Should we start moving soon, or what?" Arlo piped up again,
"Yeah, we should get going soon, or stay in town for the night."

Arivicon shrugged. "Looking at our leadership, I doubt having to cut our way out of cities will be unusual." He sighed.

He'd had a captain like the breton whelp, the mage. Fit to burst with arrogance with not a lick of sense. The Cyrodiilic seemed okay, and the Altmer was of the specific kind that begged for a slashed throat every time they spoke.

I have the most annoying kinsmen, on both sides of my family.

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''You both have quite the lineage'' Joncis says, interested in their conversation, ''Northpoint eh? Were you sired because I know no Altmer families there.'' he said, turning to Galahad ''And Farrun? You're a long way from home. More Nordic than Breton in some places. I'm from Wayrest. In the Bay.''

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''Hmph, about all it'll be good for when the food runs out'' Endya said, taking note of his character.

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''You both have quite the lineage'' Joncis says, interested in their conversation, ''Northpoint eh? Were you sired because I know no Altmer families there.'' he said, turning to Galahad ''And Farrun? You're a long way from home. More Nordic than Breton in some places. I'm from Wayrest. In the Bay.''

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''Hmph, about all it'll be good for when the food runs out'' Endya said, taking note of his character.

"There a reason you're staring at me, Endya?" Croaker said in an even tone, raising an eyebrow at her, if not for his glasses, he'd be making direct eye-contact with her right now. He tried to read her face, but couldn't work anything out, so he switched to his default friendly tone, "Oh, never mind me," he smiled at her, "You just reminded me of someone I knew once."

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''You both have quite the lineage'' Joncis says, interested in their conversation, ''Northpoint eh? Were you sired because I know no Altmer families there.'' he said, turning to Galahad ''And Farrun? You're a long way from home. More Nordic than Breton in some places. I'm from Wayrest. In the Bay.''

"Wayrest, eh? I know a few from Daggerfall that might gut you for your lack of shame." Galahad smiled, continuing.
"But, I suppose it has its' charms. Like being the capital. And the highlanders! Gods, they are entertaining." Galahad stared into the sky, remembering the few arena fights he had been to. They were usually pretty short, but damn could they be entertaining.
"Ahem, anyways." Arlo began, "We should start moving, sooner rather than later." Arlo glanced at the camel,
"Shall we have that carry our things?"

A few hours later the group were further north and were now firmly in the desert. The baking heat faded as the sun began to set beneath the yellow horizon.

''We'll need to set up camp soon. It gets cold at night in the desert'' Joncis said, ''Hold on, what's that over there?''

In the distance they could see smoke-- a fire.
After a few minutes of walking towards it they could see what it was: About 10 Khajiit of various shapes and sizes were huddled around a campfire. From the looks of it they were travellers, they had an elephant which carried several boxes strapped to its sides which was sitting near what appeared to be the group's leader.

Enthir approached the group first as the leader stood up to greet him (as did his comrades) while the rest of Enthir's group hung behind. ''Greetings human, what brings you out here?'' His voice was kind and welcoming, like that of a shopkeeper trying to sell you something. ''I could ask you the same!'' He said back, thankful that the caravan wasn't hostile. ''We're going up north. Started at Dar'Hraln, you wouldn't know it. Where some sense danger, we sense... opportunity.''
''More like deathwish.'' Endya said quietly to herself.

''There's room for more, if you'd like we could do with the extra company'' the Khajiit asked them.

''We wouldn't mind.'' Enthir said back, motioning his camel take a step forward. The Khajiit stopped him there ''Stop. Before you all can go any further, we need ...........something in return'' he said slyly. ''Such as?'' Joncis asked, stepping over to where Enthir was. ''Well we're sharing our light, warmth and company. Your camel should suffice.'' He said bluntly. Enthir patted his camel and looked over at the cat ''As much as the bargain tempts me, I think I'll have to decline on behalf of my company'' he said back bluntly.

''Oh, I see..... shame.''The Khajiit flicked his wrist twice and the his group pulled out their weapons. Mainly daggers and blades, with an archer thrown in. The quadrupal Khajiit merely hissed and prepared to charge, showing their sharp teeth while doing so.
On top of the elephant was another Khajiit, one that appeared to be a small housecat. It pulled out a miniature staff of sorts. Surely it wasn't a mage?

''Such a pity we couldn't sort this out like gentle folk but out here we have a low stock of supplies even at the best of times, and while this is far from the safest approach, I see some.... opportunity in your cargo.'' He finished, pulling out a scimitar and motioning with his wrist again for his friends to attack.

First were the arrows. Enthir ducked the first and as he trying to get off it an arrow hit his camel, making it moan and crash to the ground, trapping Enthir's leg underneath it.
Endya threw a few daggers, only one hitting it's target before being forced to get to cover near the dying camel to help Enthir up.

Apparently the housecat really was carrying a staff, as a bolt of red fire came hurdling towards the group, Joncis put up a ward and held it there. ''This ward won't stop arrows or swords, take out the archer!'' he shouted, kneeling down as the closest thing to cover in the desert were a few sand dunes out of his reach.

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A few hours later the group were further north and were now firmly in the desert. The baking heat faded as the sun began to set beneath the yellow horizon.

''We'll need to set up camp soon. It gets cold at night in the desert'' Joncis said, ''Hold on, what's that over there?''

In the distance they could see smoke-- a fire.
After a few minutes of walking towards it they could see what it was: About 10 Khajiit of various shapes and sizes were huddled around a campfire. From the looks of it they were travellers, they had an elephant which carried several boxes strapped to its sides which was sitting near what appeared to be the group's leader.

Enthir approached the group first as the leader stood up to greet him (as did his comrades) while the rest of Enthir's group hung behind. ''Greetings human, what brings you out here?'' His voice was kind and welcoming, like that of a shopkeeper trying to sell you something. ''I could ask you the same!'' He said back, thankful that the caravan wasn't hostile. ''We're going up north. Started at Dar'Hraln, you wouldn't know it. Where some sense danger, we sense... opportunity.''
''More like deathwish.'' Endya said quietly to herself.

''There's room for more, if you'd like we could do with the extra company'' the Khajiit asked them.

''We wouldn't mind.'' Enthir said back, motioning his camel take a step forward. The Khajiit stopped him there ''Stop. Before you all can go any further, we need ...........something in return'' he said slyly. ''Such as?'' Joncis asked, stepping over to where Enthir was. ''Well we're sharing our light, warmth and company. Your camel should suffice.'' He said bluntly. Enthir patted his camel and looked over at the cat ''As much as the bargain tempts me, I think I'll have to decline on behalf of my company'' he said back bluntly.

''Oh, I see..... shame.''The Khajiit flicked his wrist twice and the his group pulled out their weapons. Mainly daggers and blades, with an archer thrown in. The quadrupal Khajiit merely hissed and prepared to charge, showing their sharp teeth while doing so.
On top of the elephant was another Khajiit, one that appeared to be a small housecat. It pulled out a miniature staff of sorts. Surely it wasn't a mage?

''Such a pity we couldn't sort this out like gentle folk but out here we have a low stock of supplies even at the best of times, and while this is far from the safest approach, I see some.... opportunity in your cargo.'' He finished, pulling out a scimitar and motioning with his wrist again for his friends to attack.

First were the arrows. Enthir ducked the first and as he trying to get off it an arrow hit his camel, making it moan and crash to the ground, trapping Enthir's leg underneath it.
Endya threw a few daggers, only one hitting it's target before being forced to get to cover near the dying camel to help Enthir up.

Apparently the housecat really was carrying a staff, as a bolt of red fire came hurdling towards the group, Joncis put up a ward and held it there. ''This ward won't stop arrows or swords, take out the archer!'' he shouted, kneeling down as the closest thing to cover in the desert were a few sand dunes out of his reach.

Croaker had been at the back of the group when the attack started, and being the paranoid old bugger he was, he had noticed the daggers being reached for, and had gone for his bow at the same time. In a few clunky, but quick motions, he had it out and fully-drawn, he took aim at one of the thugs Endya had missed. He fired. The arrow sped towards its target.

It really was a testament to Croaker's... ummm.... 'skill' (for lack of a better word), when he had been aiming for the khajit's stomach (the one directly ahead in his line of sight)... and hit the cat-person's leg instead. And made it through the apparently paper-thin armor the idiot thug had been wearing. The especially thuggish khajit (which stood at a good 6 foot 4, at least) yowled in pain and dropped its dagger.

Hurriedly, Croaker scanned the area around him for cover... and decided that the elephant would do for the moment. So he dashed for it.

As he ran, a brief, small flash of sunlight hit his left cheek, singing it slightly for a moment before his hood covered it up again.

Damn it! I hoped no one noticed that. Piss on all the sun gods!

Croaker had ended up behind the elephant before its drivers and archers on top had noticed (they were no doubt distracted by Joncis and Endya's quick response to the fight)... but a few of the other khajit on the ground had noticed. Including the very thuggish one, which Croaker had decided to label as Mr. Kibbles in the next segment of his Annals. At any rate, Mr. Kibbles limped towards Croaker, somehow managing to drip menace with every step. Or was that just blood and spittle? It was hard for Croaker to tell in this dry, arid, and above all, annoyingly sunny weather.

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Dro'Araaj dove flat to avoid the arrows, springing back to his feet he adopted a fighting stance, he noticed a few were moving towards Croaker after the latter had taken cover behind the elephant. He darted forward, grabbing one from behind his claws dug into the khajiit's throat and tore. The thuggish looking khajiit and one of the others continued towards Croaker, but another turned to face Araaj.

Araaj grimaced, this one had a sword, and if he used it properly he could keep Araaj at a distance, whereas Araaj only had his claws and needed to get in close. He narrowly ducked the first swing, a blast of fire from the alfiq grazed him, but he ignored the searing pain and tackled the other khajiit, moving to where he was too close for it to swing its sword effectively. The khajiit tried to claw him but he clearly lacked the training and experience Araaj had in unarmed combat, and Araaj caught him and threw him into another blast of fire from the alfiq.

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Dro'Araaj dove flat to avoid the arrows, springing back to his feet he adopted a fighting stance, he noticed a few were moving towards Croaker after the latter had taken cover behind the elephant. He darted forward, grabbing one from behind his claws dug into the khajiit's throat and tore. The thuggish looking khajiit and one of the others continued towards Croaker, but another turned to face Araaj.

Araaj grimaced, this one had a sword, and if he used it properly he could keep Araaj at a distance, whereas Araaj only had his claws and needed to get in close. He narrowly ducked the first swing, a blast of fire from the alfiq grazed him, but he ignored the searing pain and tackled the other khajiit, moving to where he was too close for it to swing its sword effectively. The khajiit tried to claw him but he clearly lacked the training and experience Araaj had in unarmed combat, and Araaj caught him and threw him into another blast of fire from the alfiq.

Croaker knew he most likely wouldn't make the shot, but he went for it anyway...

he aimed for Mr. Kibbles' head, and despite how rusty Croaker was at that point... he stuck Mr. Kibbles right in his left eye, which brought the big guy down to his knees. The other khajit that had been walking alongside Mr. Kibbles turned and tried to flee the battle.

Croaker turned his attention to the mage in their party and fired three arrows in as quick a succession as he could manage. The first missed, the second caught the bugger in the knee, and the third got him right in the throat.

Endya surveyed the area before getting down again and trying haul the camel off of Enthir's leg.
After several failed attempts she looked at him, ''Listen, just get down and play dead, I can't lift it. Only show signs of life when the fighting's over. If I don't come back you'll be on your own then.'' she said, getting up and running behind Joncis' ward. Enthir complied and made his body limp.

Joncis saw her coming, ''Go help Dro'Araaj and Croaker, I'll try to take out the Alfiq, it seems distracted.'' he shouted, dropping his ward and hurling a thunderbolt at it. The Alfiq deflected it and then shot a firebolt at the two of them. Joncis jumped out of the way and then conjured his Flame Atronach with what little magicka he had left. The Atronach was immune to the housecat's firebolts so Joncis kept behind it for the moment.

Endya meanwhile, ran to the side, whipping out 2 daggers and sprinting over to help Dro'Araaj. Out of no where a Pahmar tackled her to the ground, baring it's teeth at her neck. She stabbed it in the throat and then rolled under it before getting to her feet again and running over to the others.
''The elephant's moving!'' She shouted alarmingly.

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Endya surveyed the area before getting down again and trying haul the camel off of Enthir's leg.
After several failed attempts she looked at him, ''Listen, just get down and play dead, I can't lift it. Only show signs of life when the fighting's over. If I don't come back you'll be on your own then.'' she said, getting up and running behind Joncis' ward. Enthir complied and made his body limp.

Joncis saw her coming, ''Go help Dro'Araaj and Croaker, I'll try to take out the Alfiq, it seems distracted.'' he shouted, dropping his ward and hurling a thunderbolt at it. The Alfiq deflected it and then shot a firebolt at the two of them. Joncis jumped out of the way and then conjured his Flame Atronach with what little magicka he had left. The Atronach was immune to the housecat's firebolts so Joncis kept behind it for the moment.

Endya meanwhile, ran to the side, whipping out 2 daggers and sprinting over to help Dro'Araaj. Out of no where a Pahmar tackled her to the ground, baring it's teeth at her neck. She stabbed it in the throat and then rolled under it before getting to her feet again and running over to the others.
''The elephant's moving!'' She shouted alarmingly.

"Shit!" Croaker dived out of the way as the elephant stomped right through the battle and out to the other side, taking its archers with it, "Shit-shit..."

Croaker dashed around, trying to dodge arrows hailing down from the elephant's back as it ran. Croaker made it to the top of a nearby, smallish sand dune before he noticed the shaft going right through his right thigh and out the shin. He fell onto his side, grimacing in pain.

"Goddamnit!" he howled. Oh... it'll heal quick... too quick... which means I'm going to have to pretend to have a limp for the next week and a half... at least! And I'm going to have to waste some of my gauze to hide the fact that my wound healed too fast!

Even through his pain, he tried to hoist himself up from the sand, but put too much weight on his bad leg and ended up rolling down the small dune.

Endya saw Croaker limp off and threw a dagger right through the archer's throat. She could hardly stab the elephant with her weapons. It's skin was too thick and it's pattern was irregular at best, seeing as no one was steering it. She ran over to where Croaker was, she was hardly a healer but she seemed to have grabbed the Alfiq's attention.

Joncis' atronach faded as three armed Khajiit headed right for him, he threw a thunderbolt at the first one, killing it instantly, while another was stopped by a jolt to the knee.
The 3rd tackled him to the ground, trying to cut him open with a dagger.

Enthir looked up slightly to survey the area. Joncis was pinned down by one Khajiit, with Endya and Croaker hightailing it from the elephant and mage. He couldn't even see the other three, ''did they make a run for it? no.'' he said to himself quietly, trying to stay positive. From what he could count 6 khajiit were left, and one was heading in his direction! There was no way he could play dead now. Enthir rummaged through the compartments on the camel's side in search of the emerald staff, ''Cut him open!'' the burly Suthay said, beginning to run full pelt at him. Enthir pulled and pulled. He couldn't unhinge it, the suthay was getting closer, his mace bouncing what little light from the setting sun at the ground. Suddenly the staff came lose and Enthir propped it up preparing to fire it just as the suthay was on top of him.
But something was wrong.
He was holding it backwards. Enthir clenched it tightly, preparing himself for a quick and painful death, but no such thing happened. Enthir opened his eyes as the Suthay dropped his mace on the sand and it's weight began to hang to the left, with the spear-like tip of the staff digging a large bloody gash in his abdomen.
Enthir pulled the staff out and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Holding the staff right-way-round in case any others came his way.
He could hardly help anyone else with everything below the pelvis stuck under a camel corpse.

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Endya saw Croaker limp off and threw a dagger right through the archer's throat. She could hardly stab the elephant with her weapons. It's skin was too thick and it's pattern was irregular at best, seeing as no one was steering it. She ran over to where Croaker was, she was hardly a healer but she seemed to have grabbed the Alfiq's attention.

Joncis' atronach faded as three armed Khajiit headed right for him, he threw a thunderbolt at the first one, killing it instantly, while another was stopped by a jolt to the knee.
The 3rd tackled him to the ground, trying to cut him open with a dagger.

Enthir looked up slightly to survey the area. Joncis was pinned down by one Khajiit, with Endya and Croaker hightailing it from the elephant and mage. He couldn't even see the other three, ''did they make a run for it? no.'' he said to himself quietly, trying to stay positive. From what he could count 6 khajiit were left, and one was heading in his direction! There was no way he could play dead now. Enthir rummaged through the compartments on the camel's side in search of the emerald staff, ''Cut him open!'' the burly Suthay said, beginning to run full pelt at him. Enthir pulled and pulled. He couldn't unhinge it, the suthay was getting closer, his mace bouncing what little light from the setting sun at the ground. Suddenly the staff came lose and Enthir propped it up preparing to fire it just as the suthay was on top of him.
But something was wrong.
He was holding it backwards. Enthir clenched it tightly, preparing himself for a quick and painful death, but no such thing happened. Enthir opened his eyes as the Suthay dropped his mace on the sand and it's weight began to hang to the left, with the spear-like tip of the staff digging a large bloody gash in his abdomen.
Enthir pulled the staff out and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Holding the staff right-way-round in case any others came his way.
He could hardly help anyone else with everything below the pelvis stuck under a camel corpse.

"Ugh," Croaker said, some time later when he deemed it safe to slip back into consciousness and slowly get up, "I assume that since we aren't tied up over a spit-fire that we made it through that little scuffle. And... thanks for saving my ass Endya. Wouldn't have made it out of that one without you. Hmm... where are we anyway?"

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Josh12345:
Endya saw Croaker limp off and threw a dagger right through the archer's throat. She could hardly stab the elephant with her weapons. It's skin was too thick and it's pattern was irregular at best, seeing as no one was steering it. She ran over to where Croaker was, she was hardly a healer but she seemed to have grabbed the Alfiq's attention.

Joncis' atronach faded as three armed Khajiit headed right for him, he threw a thunderbolt at the first one, killing it instantly, while another was stopped by a jolt to the knee.
The 3rd tackled him to the ground, trying to cut him open with a dagger.

Enthir looked up slightly to survey the area. Joncis was pinned down by one Khajiit, with Endya and Croaker hightailing it from the elephant and mage. He couldn't even see the other three, ''did they make a run for it? no.'' he said to himself quietly, trying to stay positive. From what he could count 6 khajiit were left, and one was heading in his direction! There was no way he could play dead now. Enthir rummaged through the compartments on the camel's side in search of the emerald staff, ''Cut him open!'' the burly Suthay said, beginning to run full pelt at him. Enthir pulled and pulled. He couldn't unhinge it, the suthay was getting closer, his mace bouncing what little light from the setting sun at the ground. Suddenly the staff came lose and Enthir propped it up preparing to fire it just as the suthay was on top of him.
But something was wrong.
He was holding it backwards. Enthir clenched it tightly, preparing himself for a quick and painful death, but no such thing happened. Enthir opened his eyes as the Suthay dropped his mace on the sand and it's weight began to hang to the left, with the spear-like tip of the staff digging a large bloody gash in his abdomen.
Enthir pulled the staff out and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Holding the staff right-way-round in case any others came his way.
He could hardly help anyone else with everything below the pelvis stuck under a camel corpse.

"Ugh," Croaker said, some time later when he deemed it safe to slip back into consciousness and slowly get up, "I assume that since we aren't tied up over a spit-fire that we made it through that little scuffle. And... thanks for saving my ass Endya. Wouldn't have made it out of that one without you. Hmm... where are we anyway?"

''Still the desert, if we head a bit further north we should reach the ruin.'' She said, looking over the dune, she hurled another dagger, catching a pahmar in the stomach.
''4 of them left now, plus that elephant. And sorry, I'm no healer, ask Dro'Araaj about....that.'' she said quietly, nodding her head towards Croaker's leg.

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TheDoctor455:

Josh12345:
Endya saw Croaker limp off and threw a dagger right through the archer's throat. She could hardly stab the elephant with her weapons. It's skin was too thick and it's pattern was irregular at best, seeing as no one was steering it. She ran over to where Croaker was, she was hardly a healer but she seemed to have grabbed the Alfiq's attention.

Joncis' atronach faded as three armed Khajiit headed right for him, he threw a thunderbolt at the first one, killing it instantly, while another was stopped by a jolt to the knee.
The 3rd tackled him to the ground, trying to cut him open with a dagger.

Enthir looked up slightly to survey the area. Joncis was pinned down by one Khajiit, with Endya and Croaker hightailing it from the elephant and mage. He couldn't even see the other three, ''did they make a run for it? no.'' he said to himself quietly, trying to stay positive. From what he could count 6 khajiit were left, and one was heading in his direction! There was no way he could play dead now. Enthir rummaged through the compartments on the camel's side in search of the emerald staff, ''Cut him open!'' the burly Suthay said, beginning to run full pelt at him. Enthir pulled and pulled. He couldn't unhinge it, the suthay was getting closer, his mace bouncing what little light from the setting sun at the ground. Suddenly the staff came lose and Enthir propped it up preparing to fire it just as the suthay was on top of him.
But something was wrong.
He was holding it backwards. Enthir clenched it tightly, preparing himself for a quick and painful death, but no such thing happened. Enthir opened his eyes as the Suthay dropped his mace on the sand and it's weight began to hang to the left, with the spear-like tip of the staff digging a large bloody gash in his abdomen.
Enthir pulled the staff out and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Holding the staff right-way-round in case any others came his way.
He could hardly help anyone else with everything below the pelvis stuck under a camel corpse.

"Ugh," Croaker said, some time later when he deemed it safe to slip back into consciousness and slowly get up, "I assume that since we aren't tied up over a spit-fire that we made it through that little scuffle. And... thanks for saving my ass Endya. Wouldn't have made it out of that one without you. Hmm... where are we anyway?"

''Still the desert, if we head a bit further north we should reach the ruin.'' She said, looking over the dune, she hurled another dagger, catching a pahmar in the stomach.
''4 of them left now, plus that elephant. And sorry, I'm no healer, ask Dro'Araaj about....that.'' she said quietly, nodding her head towards Croaker's leg.

"Pfft. Never trust a conjurer's tricks for this sort of thing," Croaker replied, "I've seen what can happen when you have a careless rookie at the helm of a healing spell. Bone might grow in the wrong places, muscle tissue could reconnect in odd positions... ugh... its just one problem after another. Trust me on this. Besides, I can take care of this myself."

With that, Croaker set about carefully, and slowly removing the arrow from his leg. As soon as he got it out, he clamped his hands around both sides of his legs.

"Now, if you want to help," he said, putting on a show of labored breathing, "I'd really appreciate it if you'd get the gauze out of my pack and wrap it around my leg.

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"Ugh," Croaker said, some time later when he deemed it safe to slip back into consciousness and slowly get up, "I assume that since we aren't tied up over a spit-fire that we made it through that little scuffle. And... thanks for saving my ass Endya. Wouldn't have made it out of that one without you. Hmm... where are we anyway?"

''Still the desert, if we head a bit further north we should reach the ruin.'' She said, looking over the dune, she hurled another dagger, catching a pahmar in the stomach.
''4 of them left now, plus that elephant. And sorry, I'm no healer, ask Dro'Araaj about....that.'' she said quietly, nodding her head towards Croaker's leg.

"Pfft. Never trust a conjurer's tricks for this sort of thing," Croaker replied, "I've seen what can happen when you have a careless rookie at the helm of a healing spell. Bone might grow in the wrong places, muscle tissue could reconnect in odd positions... ugh... its just one problem after another. Trust me on this. Besides, I can take care of this myself."

With that, Croaker set about carefully, and slowly removing the arrow from his leg. As soon as he got it out, he clamped his hands around both sides of his legs.

"Now, if you want to help," he said, putting on a show of labored breathing, "I'd really appreciate it if you'd get the gauze out of my pack and wrap it around my leg.

Endya checked over the dune again, Joncis was on his feet again and covering Enthir with a ward, and the elephant was still running amok with the housecat on top. She sighed, reached over and tossed him the gauze ''I'm not big on magic or healing. Many consider that a failing of mine, been killing for centuries and never once perfected a school of magic'' she muttered, checking over the dune again ''You have anything that could pierce that thing's hide? Even if my daggers were sharpened back in Corinthe I doubt they'd be enough.''

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