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Wind within 707 wrote:e whispered: For... the gratitude of my friends.

He then sprinted quickly at one of the cats putting his sword into its chest he then brought his sword back out of the cat, he then swung it round with force sliting two of the other cats throats and then the cat he had first put his sword into, he then quickly blocked a claw swipe from the forth then he twisted the sword cutting it's paw off, it then coward down onto the ground, Cleingle then saw three other cats the first grabbed his arm and swung him into a wall, two then ran at him one behind the other, so  Cleingle squewed the both of, he then withdrew his sword and beheaded the cat who threw him against the wall, the last three turned around and fled, Cleingle then came up to the 4th cat with a missing paw and stuck his sword straight through it leaving it there he then started to try and make his way towards the exit where Manja had gone.

Manja had followed the voice and eventually the old robed nord.

The old man resembled a grey beard, right down to his robes.

However, grey beards lived on High Hrothgar and they dedicated themselves to the order.

His robes also looked like the grey beard from the story book that she read, many years ago. However, the material wasn't dragon scale, anyone could make those robes or robes like them.

They ran up the steps and entered one of the Ratway houses, it was quite a big house, bigger than what most people had. Down here, there was only one rule: You can have any house you like, provided that you can defend it. This meant that the strongest had the largest houses, it was a free-for-all down here.

Manja loathed it, she preferred the streets, it didn't smell and there weren't cannibalistic Khajit chasing you up there.

"In here!" The nord cried, opening the door.

Manja ran inside, the nord looked around before shutting it behind him.

Manja walked in with her back towards him.

"Thank's I was worried that they were going to give both me and the pretty one the chomp."

She turned around and noticed the man's eyes...

They were exactly the same as the Khajit's.

"Shi-"

The man lunged forward, grabbed her arm and pulled her to the floor.

Manja screamed on the way down, her scream echoed throughout the ratway.

She grabbed his forehead and held him back, by his chest, still he continued to snap at her.

"C'mon, just a taste! PLEASE!" The man begged, with a sick grin on his face.

Manja's strength was waning, the man was too heavy. It was only a matter of time before his face would reach her, allowing him to sink his teeth into her neck.