Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140209200651/@comment-5543592-20140212003502

Emrey and Curvos lead everyone into the cavern which, when they reached Emrey supposed the load of Septims and Fernar was supposed to be, there was only darkness.

"What's this?" Asked Emrey, confused.

"This is the end of the road." Said Curvos, in his usual emotionless voice. He drew his pocket crossbow and faced the group and backed away, leveling his weapon at them. Cheydinhal guards came out of the shadows with crossbows drawn, aiming at the group. More flooded in from the outside of the cave. There were probably about fifteen in total.

Emrey was shocked and immediately was filled with rage. "You son of a bitch!  You're selling us out!?"

"Unfortunately for you, yes. Rolaf let's go." The giant of a Nord blundered over near Curvos.

"Guards, I want you to kill all of them but that one." He pointed to Anneken. "Bring her to the Imperial City for questioning." With that, Curvos and Rolaf started towards the exit. In a roar of rage Emrey charged Curvos, but was whacked upside the head with crossbow by a guard standing nearby. Emrey hit the ground hard on his back. Curvos and Rolaf exited out of the cave.

"You have a minute to make your peace with each other and Shor." Said one of the guards. "Then we send you to Sovngarde."

Emrey stood up defiantely. A plan was forming.