Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-3293219-20140212211851

Bologra returned to Cheydinhal with Nepht in his arms, it was the early hours of the morning and the streets were empty as everyone had gone back to their homes to toss and turn in their beds. Most would be unable to sleep at the thought of there being a Dark Brotherhood sanctuary, under their civilized city.

The orc struggled to recall, which one of these houses was Tabith's. They all looked alike and he wasn't able to see inside any of them, due to it being so dark...

''Shit... What the hell am I doing? If anyone sees me, I could go back to prison as some asshole, who kidnaps young girls. That'll look good on my criminal record...''

Bologra stopped as he noticed that he was stood in front of a recently erected wooden house, possibly the newest in the city. He knew that this had to be it, as it was the only house in the city, which still had its lights on. Someone was still up, worrying about their daughter or sister.

The orc managed to feel guilty, even though he was the one who had saved her from that terrible fate. He sighed and eventually grumbled as he stopped in front of the door, wondering how he'd draw their attention. He paused, realising that he couldn't let her go... he had nothing to knock it with.

Well... except his head maybe.

''Wait... that's actually a good idea!''

Bologra stepped forward and head butted the door, he didn't feel a thing but he noticed that his hard skull had cracked the wood as he stepped away. Hopefully, they wouldn't see it...

The door swung open as the Captain of the guard stood before him, glancing up with an angered frown as she thought that he was a some sort of cold caller. Her face changed, rapidly as more pieces of the puzzle were solved, within seconds...

Bologra, girl, Nepht.

She went from frustration to shock to anger to pained to furious in the space of ten seconds as she looked up at him. Tabith had a lot to take in and not much time to do it... what was this? A threat?

"I swear... if you've hurt her, I will-"

"No, i-it's not like that! I..." Bologra panicked, wishing that he'd thought of a good opening line as he approached this place.

"I think we should talk about this... inside."

Tabith nodded in agreement, turning her attention back to Nepht, who looked incredibly pale in the orsimer's arms. She gestured for him to come in, to which he, gladly, obliged. The grey bearded orc stooped his head down as he stepped inside, trying to avoid banging it as he looked at the ornaments on the tables and bureaus.

"Put her down here!" Tabith ordered as Laliah dropped her book and ran over to her daughter; she was grabbed by her sister, who told her to stand back. Bologra rested Nepht on the bed as Tabith pulled the blanket over her; the dunmer's shivering was bought to an end as the blanket touched her chin.

Tabith sighed as she looked back at the orc, slightly worried at what she'd have to say and do.

"What happened?" Her tone was cold; she decided to be assertive about this, though it was incredibly difficult.

"She... er... Larius-"

Shit, shouldn't have used his name!

"The elf, he... put her in the lake."

Tabith glanced up at him; she got the feeling that there was more to this. If he had put her in the lake, then she would be drenched and the orc hadn't explained his part in all of this.

"What did you do?"

"Shit lady; quit giving me the third degree! I saved her, didn't I?"

Tabith scowled at his response, she was beginning to lose her patience.

"I don't know, did you? Or did you only do it, because you figured out that I'd kill you, if anything happened to her!?"

Bologra glanced away, he felt guilty but he didn't know why...

"Larius put her in a coffin and threw her in the lake, I fished her out."

"He what?!" Tabith snapped, drawing her sword as her sister gasped and tears welled up in her eyes.

"He wanted to send you a message. I didn't know what he was doing, until it was too late!" Bologra reasoned, raising his hands.

The Guard Captain sighed, what was the point? He bought her back home and that should be all that matters...

“T-Tabith?” Nepht groaned, causing everyone in the room to rush over to see her recovery, first hand.

“I’m here…” Tabith answered, briefly to give her niece a chance to speak and to hear her voice again…

“The orc…”

Bologra felt his stomach sink… she knew that he was involved.

“I know, we aren’t going to let him get away with what he did to you…” Tabith reached under the covers and grabbed Nepht’s hand.

“It was like… what Daniel said…” Nepht’s voice was weak, she was too tired and it was just a faint whisper, she didn’t appear to be listening to anyone else.

“What?”

“He… he had a knife for a hand…”

Bologra glanced down at the stump that used to be his left hand. He wondered what she was talking about…

“It was so cool…” The dunmer smiled as she drifted off to sleep, causing Tabith to well up and run her hand across her fringe. She waited until Nepht was full asleep before pressing her head against her and crying, she didn’t care that the orc bared witness.