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(Sorry i was gone like that all of a sudden. Laptop crashed and then i didn´t have time anymore :/.)

Sergus sighed and looked over to the bodies of Alvarik and J´dhario. He sighed again.

"Should´ve useds the scepter not the ring on them." He muttered. "You have got to be kidding me."

All bandits, that had been killed split into thin air and disappeared. The same happened with all the ones remaining and all injuries the guild members had suffered. It had all been just one big illusion.

"This sucks." Sergus muttered as he also disappeared.

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Dawnstar...

Sergus opened his eyes and got up from the chair. His ring stopped glowing.

"Well, that went ´well´." He muttered to himself. He had his scepter in the right hand at the crown on his head, as well as Sarkasm waiting besides the chair. When Sergus ´woke up´ the wolf went back to his feet too.

He went outside of the half broken down building that had once been the inn before the ice Draugr and the Wisp Queen had destroyed it. He looked at some bandits that were unloading a last crate from a carriage.

7

That was the true number of bandits under his control. A ragged band of 7 was all he had at his disposal.

At the moment that was.

The High Kings army was on it´s way to Fort Frostfall. When the news of 100 bandits, having occupied the Fort, spread in the west of Skyrim a small panic broke out. 100 was enough to take an entire city, like Whiterun or Falkreath. So the High King gathered his army and was on the way to the fort to make a pre-emptive strike to wipe the bandits out.

Sergus knew that because he was the one who had spread the news and because it was his scheme. While the High King and his army would try to take the fort from 100 illusions Sergus would stand on a tactical vantage point, close to the battlefiel and bring the entire army under his control with only one charge of his scepter, wich had only 2 charges left. Then he´d have an entire army of trained soldiers under his control as well as the High King and taking over Skyrim would have been easy.

But that plan was now endangered because of the Frostfall guild. Why didn´t they just run?

"Unloaded the last crate." One of the bandits notified him. He looked at them in turn.

There was Filia, an imperial archer. Good looking with shoulderlong brown hair and an average archer.

Borkhan, a muscular, bald Nord, almost the size of Kalnahzoor. He was the most rebellious one of the bunch. Always threatened to kill Sergus with every step once he was out his control. His strength made the guy a resourceful man.

Skitter, Sergus ´second in command´. As opposed to Borkhan he had aknowledged his situation and had chosen to obey Sergus faithfully. The man looked like a tired rat with his half closed eyes and thin whiskers, twirled upwards in bretonic (french) fashion but moved, talked and had the general aura of a snake to him. He could even spit piosonous green slime at people that incapacitated and poisoned them at the same time. It was useful but disgusting. Nethertheless he had a relationship with Filia.

Then there was Runner, a slender Bosmer woman with short, black hair kempt upwards in a military fashion. Probably the best fighter of the 7. She was called Runner because she could even outrun a horse. Sergus had never seen someone go so fast. She prefered to fight with two daggers up close, wich was very unusual for a Bosmer.

Then there were two Redguard twins. Sergus could never tell them apart and didn´t even bother to learn their names. They were ok fighters though. Both of them had the same warpaint in form of a triangle on their faces and the exactly same scars on their left cheek.

And last but not least there was the good for nothing: René, a small, young Breton teenager with blonde hair, who couldn´t do anything right and was afraid of almost everyone. She used an imperial bow and iron arrows, like Filia but when she shot an arrow her hands always trembled, out of nervousness and made her miss most of her shots. Well, once Sergus had brought her under his control her hands weren´t able to trmble anymore when she made her shots but nethertheless, she remained practicly useless.

For some reason, as opposed to the captain, these bandits had their personalities remain intact and simply had to do everything Sergus told them. It seemed the scepter chose itself to what extend it affected people.

Sergus plan was still possible to pull through. It would just require...a few saccrifices.