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(Oh, can we have our character be an arch mage at the colloge of Winterhold? If not, my Aldmer would be an almost master level expert wizard in destruction, who is also a vampire. But not any vampire, a vampire Lord who got the gift from Harkon before defeating him. If we cannot have such a powerful one, I will omit vampire part. However, there seem to be warewolves, and they in many cases just as powerful. In any case, my Aldmer is not evil and tries feeding only on bandits and murderers and thieves outside the guild. The sort of hand me your valuables, or I'll gut you like a fish! They are not guild members, since thief guild does not kill. Alright, here I go then.)

At the college, an Aldmer wearing expert destruction robes aproached the group.

"Greeting, I am Aros an expert wizard at the college of Winterhold. How may I help you?"

He smiled, without revealing his teeth, but even so, it was hard to miss his red eyes.

Near Whiterun

Alexandrus and Utchguard had reached a forrest near Whiterun. There seem to be something not right going on. One of the threes got a smear of blood on it, but it didn't look like it was any of any man of mer. Sudently Alexandrus heard something in the distance.

Alexandrus: " You hear anything?"

Utchguard: "There seem to be a bad comotion goin on over there. Possibly a daedra involved too."

Alexandrus rubed his amulet of Akatosh, unsheated his Holy Imperial Sword and readied his "Wall", that what he called his imperial shield with blocking bonus enchantment. He was one of the best in the legion in one handed combat and blocking. Utchgard followed his example and unsheated her Steel Great sword.

Alexandrus: "Come on, let's not keep them waiting."

Utchguard: "Rigth behind you Mil...I mean Legionaire."

Slowly, they approached the place of combat.

Arround the same time a ship from Hmmerfel, possibly even from Stros' Mkai was docking at the East Empire dockyard in Solitude. Down the ramp came a Redguard, clad in Alikir style outfit. Saladin had looked arround the dock, while gently petting one of his curved swords, which are actually called Scimitars.

Saladin: "So this is the land without dessert, that they call Skyrim."

He said more to himself as he walked down towards the paved road, in the direction of Katla farm.