Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140128024529/@comment-6006054-20140203022708

(I said we'd shove Kjalek into Skyrim, remember? Close to Morrowinds border. Windhelm is close by. I'll make the post I wanted to now. He will be encountered on the road.)

''He sat in the cart, exchanging hostile glances with the seven dunmer around him. The Cammona did not like outlanders, and had denied him entry. When he named his sponsor however, they caved. They had sent him along with some of Cammona's more skilled operatives on an assignment they assumed would kill him. He loaded the crossbow that sat across his lap. It was huge. Closer to a miniature ballista than a large crossbow. It was the type of crossbow designed to kill fully armored knights from the other side of the battlefield, even if said knights were using a sheild to block the bolt. As he finished loading the bolt, one of the Cammona noticed. "what are you doing?!" He asked, a hint of urgency and fear in his voice. "this." Kjalek said as he raised the crossbow, holding it in one hand. He leveled it, and fired. The bolt hit home instantly, and a spray of blood left crimson droplets along his left side.''