Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-6069202-20130621224334/@comment-9854979-20130702170355

-Midnight, along the ports of Anvil-

Mus: You realize that if, if the time arrises for me to end your life, I walk the rest of my journey alone? I can't trust any of them. Not even the mix breed Dunmer-Altmer. I'll most likely go after more of my targets, Fjotra being apart of that group. When we were back on Solstheim, I had told the Order that Fjotra is dead. Surprisingly, they believed me.

Qa' Saad: The Dunmer-Altmer. You mean Garen?

Mus: Yes. Has he been nothing but an asset? Absolutely. That doesn't mean he wont plunge a sword through my chest, given the chance. That goes for every member in that group, especially Agnar. Those with Vampirism aren't really smiled upon in Stendar's Order. Fjotra will more than likely make an attempt at my life after I told her I wanted Ulfric dead. I know she wasn't in favor of him, but surely his death would stop the rebellion.

Mus looks outwards, toward the port.

Mus: I'll let the Gods handle my fate. Am I supposed to live my life in refuge? Wear this hood and face mast, lest I die in the heat of the sun? There's no answer. I just hope Almalexia has enough mercy for me. I've killed too many people, ruined too many families, ended too many friendships. No. I wouldn't be surprised if I was sent to be the slave of some Daedric lord upon my death.

Qa' Saad: We've all killed people. We've all done the same. Your Gods will welcome you to their land just as mine will. You are a proud Dumner, as I am a proud Khajiit.

Mus: Wait - you hear that?

The sound of metal clanking, walking - can be heard coming towards Mus and Qa' Saad.

Guard 1: ...yes, you've heard me right. The Order is returning!

Guard 2: What? Why?

Guard 1: Their main contact has failed to fulfil his agreement. They killed his only remaining family member. The poor man; he was Dunmer, I believe?

Guard 2: Serves the bastard right. I'm getting sick of seeing these Dunmer everywhere.

The guards have a laugh as they pass Mus and Qa' Saad. Mus stands up.

Qa' Saad (whispering to himself): Don't do it Mus, you're better than that.

Mus walks behind the guards. One of them takes notice.

Guard 1: Can we help you?

Mus stands in silence.

Guard 2: Out with it, dammit! What do you want?

Mus removes his hood, revealing his Dunmer skin. He shows a devilish smile.

Guard 1: You're that Dunmer that had his sister killed, on Solstheim?

Mus: It's easy to laugh at an event where someone's life is taken before their very lives. Maybe I'll do the same.

Mus casts a Drain Life spell on the first guard in one hand, and holds the other guard in place with Telekinesis. The first guard tries to let out a scream, but nothing comes out. His body takes a slow transformation from human being to mere skeleton. All that remains of him is his armor and a few bones that fall to the floor. The second guard gasps for air. Mus approaches him with a maniacal laugh.

Mus: So. The Order is after me, you say? Send them my regards...!

Mus takes two daggers from their sheathes and starts hacking away. He makes the process as painful as possible for the guard. Eventually, the man loses his life and falls to the ground. Mus steals his coin purse before throwing both bodies into the river nearby. Mus approaches Qa' Saad once more.

Mus: Ale's on me tonight. I found another purpose to live.