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(You were in the Legion king of Skyrim? That's disgusting!)

(On a side note; Saura is boring the ever-loving cheese out of me. I'm making a new character based on my secondary character in Skyrim. SAURA DIES NOW..! *insert dramatic music* Oh yeah, no character bio because mystery [that's totally a sentence].)

-aboard a transportation carriage, the group had entered a thick forest roughly an hour ago-

Saura: Anthony?

Anthony looks up from his slouched position.

Anthony: Huh?

Saura: These ruins are more than likely incredibly dangerous. All I ask is that, if I die, I want you to continue out my resea-

Saura's eyes grow wide, and he let's out a grunt. He leans forward, and in doing so, it reveals an arrow in the back of his head.

Anthony: STOP THE CART!

The carriage driver stops the carriage to a complete halt.

Anthony: EVERYONE, GET OUT NOW!

Qa' Saad, Mus, and Anthony get out of the cart and place themselves into a combat position. Faint sounds of war cries and shouting can be heard in the distance. The screams are getting closer, until it sounds as if they are surrounding the trio. Then, there is silence. Anthony shoots a confused look to Qa' Saad, who gives him an identical look. Mus's face is stern and his eyes are darting back and forth...When all of a sudden, a huge group of savages leap from out of the edges of the forrest.

Anthony: Bandits!

Mus: No. Not bandits. Forsworn. Be on your guard, they can strike at any moment!

As Mus finished his statement, a Forsworn came charging after him with a sword. The Forsworn lifts his arm up ready to strike, as Mus blinks toward him with incredible speed. The Forsworn falls to the ground.

Forsworn General: ATTACK!

The trio fights off hundreds of Forsworn. Mus is wounded, but continues to fight.

Mus: No..I'm not going to die like this..

The sounds of clanking can be heard, and everyone stopped fighting for a moment as the sounds progressed to get louder and louder. An individual on a horse is speeding toward the scene, in a full set of Steel Plate armour. The horseman pulls two crossbows out, and fires each one at the Forsworn. Leaping off of the horse, a battleaxe made of an unknown material is pulled out. One by one, the Forsworn drop by the sharp end of the axe. The group then proceeds to finish off the remaining Forsworn menace.

Mus: Not bad, I'd suppo-*uggh!*

Mus falls to the ground, and the horseman sprints toward him. The horseman places an arm onto Mus's head, motioning him to lay down and stay still. The horseman then casts a spell, and Mus's wounds begin to heal. His cuts close, and his bleeding begins to stop. The horseman continues casting the spell.

Qa' Saad: Who are you, knight?

No words are spoken. Mus begins to rise, as his wounds are completely healed. The horseman gets up, and begins to walk away.

Mus: Wait! Don't think you can just walk away like that! Who are you? Where are you goi-

Mus is met face to face of a helmet of pure steel. Mus goes to take the helmet off, and his hand is rapidly grabbed by the wrist. The horseman walks to a nearby tree. Taking out a dagger, the group walks toward the mysterious individual.

Anthony: Who are you, friend? We thank you for the assistance back there.

The horseman pats Anthony on the head, proceeds to write out the word "Bishop" into the tree, then slams the dagger into the tree just above the carved word.

Anthony: Your name is Bishop? That's a rather odd name.

Bishop walks toward the carriage, and notices the carriage driver and horses are surprisingly unharmed. Bishop climbs into the back of the carriage, and looks towards the group. Bishop then gives a hand motion indicating the group to get in.

Qa' Saad: You want to come with us?

Bishop nods yes.