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Wind within 707 wrote:Cleingle: There's no more.... is there? "There's hundreds of them down here..." Manja replied, examining the bodies.

"What's worse, is that some of them are more subtle and you can't tell them apart from normal people."

She looked up, towards the exit.

"C'mon, I can see a way out!"

Meanwhile in Whiterun
Nish had slipped Garvut his share of the gold and the health potion, before sneaking off, riding away on his stolen horse.

He couldn't stand the infighting and saw Marcus and his group as a bunch of hypocritcal white knights.

"These things always turn out the same way..." Nish muttered, "it was a waste of time coming here. I could have been in Falkreath by now!"

He had no reason to go the Falkreath of course... but this didn't stop it from being true.

Nish carried on a bit further, before hearing a scream.

He turned around on his horse and rode back...

A the giant battle
Nish dismounted, a few people from Marcus' group and some new people he didn't recognise, were fighting a giant.

Nish new little about giants but he knew all that mattered.

They bleed

If they bleed, they die.

Nish drew his bow and aimed at the giant but then changed his target to a female darkelf who had just dismounted.

She saw him aiming at her and she looked panicked.

Nish fired the shot and to her suprise, the arrow flew straight past her and hit a sabre cat, that would have got her from behind.

Nish hit it in mid air, causing it to crash into the floor.

"Don't thank me yet!" Nish yelled, "it's getting back up!"