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Mus watches the soldiers carry the woman toward Whiterun, likely at attempt of extortion for the Jarl's sake. Another soldier comes out of the fort much later, on horseback. Gathering his things, Mus moves toward the fort. Upon entering, he soon finds a Khajiit lying on the floor. A quick look through the cat's bag reveals a journal.

'Broken leg, minor bleeding...most definetly not dead. . .' Mus takes a quick glance at the journal; 'Wait - what's this..? Mercenary work? Gods, why can't the damn cats just stick with their trading caravans..'

Mus carries the wounded Khajiit back through the forest along with any goods the cat had on him...

(Switch to Qa' Saad's / Thrid Party perspective;)

Awakening, the only thing in vision is a blur. After the blur fades, the Khajiit finds himself in a forest.

"Don't get up." A voice is heard, sounding very close, but no one is seen. Trying to sit up, the Khajiit finds a very small, but sharp pain in his throat. The invisibility fades, revealing a Dark Elf, with a blade pointing toward the cat's neck. The blade had made a minor nick on the Khajiit's neck. "I said, don't get up. Your leg is broken." Qa' Saad looks down and sees multiple wrappings on his leg.