[Solène We]

Annika, Valton General Store, Afternoon
"Well I am not the owner of the horse or else I would of claim so. However My name is Rogvir. I am a traveler heading west to Whiterun. And i'm going to stay in Valton a few days to rest. After all the corruption in Riften was unable to keep the hold safe. So what do you personally think of what happened to that horse?"

Annika crossed her arms in thought, "Well Rogvir," she began slowly, "What was maybe happening was apparently a carriage was attacked by mabye bandits. I know a new fellow in town was apparently friends with the man that was maybe killed in the carriage accident. That's all I've accumilated out of this." She nodded, agreeing with herself on her summary of the matter. But then she paused for a second. "Why are you so curious?" she asked, not harshly, but her voice was filled with suspicion.

[stacy hamilton]

Gorbad Yak-Bogadbu, Walking towards Shimmermist Mine, After-noon.
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'Thanks, but there's no need. I've trained with illusion magic and lighting my way into darkness is something I can do on my own, without the amulet. Keep it for someone who needs it. Oh and I'm wondering about something. I suppose this guy's got some position with the guard, and it looks like he's taking some of them along for some errand, but I don't have the faintest idea of is ranks and what's going on. And I'd rather be in the know than in the dark about it.'

'Oh and on another subject – who does that mine belongs to ? If I help scouting and possibly clearing it, I'd like to get a share for my efforts it that's doable. I may even out some gold into refurbishing and tooling it. Sure I can get some coins by training peoples to handle weapons, but some other source of cash would be nice.'
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The three guards were leading them up and away from Valton and Gorbad had a hard time keeping up the speed in his iron armor. He took back the amulet and offered it to Nellis instead. At the same time one of the guards turned around and gave each of them a torch. He explained it'd be best if only three torches were on at the same time, so they wouldn't run out of light half-way down the mine. Gorbad nodded in agreement. He then turned to face Elarian, who asked about the new captian of the guard and what he was doing, as well as the owner of the mine.

"Yeah that dunmer is the new captain of the guard. Not a very nice guy, wouldn't send more than three guards with us to the mines and said to run on the first sign of real danger."

"As for the mine, it has been abandoned for years so it doesn't really have an owner. I'd be fine with the Jarl owning it and putting guards near it to protect it. That way Nellis here can mine ore for me without needing to look out for danger."

"We could of course claim ownership of the mine by ourselves, but we don't have enough resources and men of our own to do that. So it'd be best to gather a reward from the Jarl and have him protect the mine. It's a win-win situation for me either way hehe."

They could now see the entrance of Shimmermist Mine. Gorbad knew better, but it felt like a cursed underground crypt from this distance. Tracks of animals going in and out were visible, no tools of man or mer lay anywhere to be seen. Truly abandoned in that case, with only animals to worry about, or at least Gorbad hoped so.

[Lizs]

Rolaf. General Store. Midday.

Rolaf felt nervous as what she said pretty much confirms that it is the same horse in the raid. He nervously responded..

"Well I was just curious. After all seeing a horse with a bandage outside of a building would make anyone curious." ?He laughed..

[Anthony Santillan]

Annika, Valton General Store, Afternoon
"Well I was just curious. After all seeing a horse with a bandage outside of a building would make anyone curious." Rogvir laughed.

Annika listened quietly, and gave a small smile when he laughed, "Well, if you need anything, I'm Annika, and I'm sure you know where the inn is, right?" she asked, walking behind the counter and resting her hands on the countertop.

[Maya Maya]

Jacqueline, Valton Farm, Afternoon

"That's mighty generous of ye, Sir. S' been weeks since tha last time I slept in a prop'r house. I'll go put the animals in tha barn and I'll be right back." Jacqelyn gave Alguidar a big smile and led Henry and the cart towards the barn. She loosened the cart from Henry's harness and pulled open one of the barn doors. The hinges screamed in protest. Sheesh, I ain't never seen a farm in worse shape than this. Maybe he ain't got any workers to help 'im... or he's just a lazy git.

She sent Henry and the goat through the door and picked up the chickens in their cage from the cart and carried them inside. She pulled the door shut behind her so none of the cattle would get out. She let the chickens out of the cage and began taking off Henry's harness. She carried it over to the tack room to keep it away from the goat and her tendency to munch on things she shouldn't touch. The tack room was messy and unorganised. Harnesses, plows and other equipment were strewn across the room in piles as if someone had just opened the door and tossed the equipment inside, not caring to keep the place organised. Jacqueline carefully stepped over an old saddle and hung Henry's harness on a hook on the wall, and then sighed and left the room.

She checked to make sure that all the animals had enough water to drink and then snuck out of the barn and pulled aside a corner of the tarp that covered the small cart. She dug around for a second before pulling out a small sack of oats. She tossed a small handfull inside the barn for the chickens to eat and then closed the barn door shut. She put the near empty bag of oats back into the cart and pulled out her bedroll before pulling the tarp back and securing it.

With the bedroll under her arm she made her way back towards Alguidar's house. She pushed the door open and stepped inside. There was another man there.
"Hello, Sir" she smiled at the man. "Name's Jacqueline Hawkford."
Suddenly she noticed the heavenly smell wafting through the air and felt her empty stomach growl expectantly. "Boy, that stew sure smells good."

[Shianne Donato]

Jarl Radwulf Spurvhauke, Gudslott Hall, After-noon

"A mason you say? Your services will indeed be welcome here. And the wall you speak of would offer much wanted protection. However..."
Radwulf paused and gave Julius a curious look before saying, "...Building a wall isn't a small project. Why don't you settle down in a house and ask around Valton if they need something smaller done first? I'm sure you're a master of your craft, but I'm not going to hire a stranger to build Valton’s defense. I'm sure you understand." Radwulf gave a sly smile and continued,
"You can buy a house for merely one thousand gold, what do you say?"

Julius thought for a moment before replying "Fair enough" he then took off his backpack and reached into the bag pack and pulled out the necessary amount he looked at it "finally glad to get rid of that weight" he weighted for the jarl to respond to this action.

[Dan Wright]

Daikanos, The Road From Valton to Riften, midday to late afternoon

By midday he had left the city with six guards on his tail. They followed the winding road at a not-so-fast pace while looking out for any clues of bandits or a fight. It didn’t take them long to pas an old farm. It looked like it wasn’t abandoned for a long time but it sure needed a good bit of tidying up, both the house and the fields. They left that place quickly behind and continued on the road. Apart from the noise the horses and their armors made everything seemed devoited of life and the only sounds of animals were birds singing in trees. Noone would ever expect a possible bandit raid could have happened not that long ago.

After half an hour they finally saw something standing at the middle of the road. They hurried their horses and galloped further. When they reached it a bunch of scavengers ran of off the road. It was an abandoned cart. Daikanos jumped from his horse and walked around it. at the front of the cart lay the body of what appeared to be man. The face was completely bashed in, mutilated and destroyed. Probably a mace. The fact that scavengers had already been feasting on the man hadn’t helped with his looks.

“I have found the owner of the cart.” He shouted to the guards. “Scout the invironment. Make sure no bandits, marauders, or anything else is in the area to ambush us. And while you’re at it, search for tracks that can tell us in which direction the attackers took of.”

The guards nodded and each went a different direction. When he saw they were busy with his job Daikanos continued his investigation. The cart was empty. They didn’t only took what was of value but even blankets, plates, and other junk was gone. But they let the horse run, while it is probably worth so much more. This is strange.

He then continued to inspect the ground. There wasn’t much to tell since the footprints all ran over one another, but he was sure there couldn’t have been more than fifteen. When he found the direction in which they always left the scene he followed them, bended forwards with his eyes close to the ground not to lose them.

He hadn’t noticed one of the guards coming back so the Nord coughed to get his attention. Daikanos got up and looked at the man. “Yes?”

“I found tracks, sir. They go in that direction.” He pointed the same way Daikanos was already going. “Are we following them?

Daikanos nodded and ran back to his horse. there he pulled out a map and after orientating himself he drew a small circle at the place where the cart was attacked. If I don’t find them immediately I can maybe pin point their general location by connecting the places people get ambushed. He then gave a loud whistle and it didn’t take long until the other guards were back.

None of them had something to report so Daikanos decided to follow the tracks he and the other guard had found. “What’s your name?” he addressed the guard that had found the tracks.

“Halfeth, sir.” The answer came.

“alright, we follow the tracks he found over there.” He said , while pointing in the general direction the tracks were leading. “Take your horses by the reigns and follow us.”

His and Halfed’s horse were taken by the two other guards and then they started following the tracks. Both Halfed and Daikanos were concentrated on following the tracks, which wasn’t always easy. While sometimes they were easy to follow at other moments they would get lost between the vegetation. But everytime they would find them again one way or the other. They continued going North-West until the tracks completely disappeared.

Daikanos cursed loudly in old daedric words making the guards grimace at the sound of these words. “Stay here.” he said to the guards holding the horses. “Halfeth, you and I will try to find them again.”

The Nord nodded and they started their search in concentric circles. But they never found them again. Halfeth had already given up and stood with the other guards, while Daikanos kept on searching, while he became angrier and angrier.

With a last sigh he cursed and gave up. When he walked back to the guards he felt the urge to kill something, it didn’t matter what, aslong as it lived so he could end its life. Immediately his best friends joined his thoughts.

Do it. You know these men stand no chance to you. You could kill them and get away without anyone knowing. They whispered.

He shook his head and grimaced. Go away! He yelled in his mind but they didn’t.

You know how good it feels, deciding over who lives and who dies. Do you remember the blood on your face? Your sword sliding through a man’s body? Do you remember how good it made you feel? The voices were slowly breaking down his resistance to their words. He felt his hand moving to his sword and after several centimeters clasping the handle.

It took every bit of willpower he had to restrain himself from lashing out at the guards. Instead he stepped on his horse and turned back to where they came from. “We go back to the cart, lay the body in it and take him back to Valton to give him a proper Nordic burial.” He ordered his man and then directed his horse back on the road and then towards the cart.

There they loaded the man on the cart and one of the nords harnessed his horse to the cart. When everyone was ready they started their way back to Valton. He thoughts were still brooding and mooding and the voices were a nuisance he tried to keep as background murmur.

Before they actually made their way back to Valton, Daikanos saw a group of four horses coming towards them. When they got closer Daikanos recognized the Imperial as the diplomat of the Empire trying to get Imperial Legion troops into Valton. “By the balls of Malacath! Not that guy.” He cursed.

When they were in speaking distance Daikanos raised his voice. “Why are you rushing out of Valton so fast? I hope you’re not rushing of the hide any tracks of a legion scout party that killed the man, but let the horse escape?” Daikanos asked with a snide and some suspicion. I hate diplomats and if he starts to annoy me for even a second then I know who’ll be the one I can get rid of my anger on.

[Kathryn Medows]

Julius Scipion,Gudslott hall, afternoon

The jarl took the money then had a servant pass him the key to his new home "thank you my jarl" julius said before bowing and retreating from the room and leaving the hall, he sighed before wandering over to his horse and riding it to his new home unlocking and entering it after tying up his horse, he looked around his house before busying himself to make it more homely.

[herrade]

Roymund Inventius, Valton Farm. Afternoon.

When Alguidar answered the door, Roymund had calmed. He didnt recognise the voice, though he felt it was one of an innocent traveller. He turned and walked towards his pack, reaching through it for an off-cut of raggy cloth. Moving to the sink, he dipped the cloth into the remaining hot water from the stew. Alguidar and the female outside seemed to be happy enough, he wrapped the cloth around his arm and returned to his seat. Alguidar came back inside and returned to his place by the stew.

Moments later, the woman entered too. She appeared to be a young Breton "Looks like she hadn't ate for days" he thought as his eyes passed to the bedroll tucked under her arm "Not expecting female visitors, eh?" he continued his thought "Sly dog"

"Hello, Sir" The woman smiled at him. "Name's Jacqueline Hawkford."

Roymund offerd a smile back, "Greetings m'lady, Roymund" his manners were not what they could have been, though he was tired and now slightly injured. "Another merchant, perhaps?" he asked her, a quzzical look in his eyes "Welcome, and i'm to assume you'll be joining us for stew?" he gestured openly towards the table.

[Skrapp Stephens]

Julius Scipion, Valton, afternoon

Julius Scipion busied himself around his new house setting up a small office on the desk in his bedroom placing the various maps and other utensils at various positions.
He then exited his house and made his way to the local inn he paid the bartender for a mug of mead before sitting down at an unassuming table and looked back at the events of the day he sipped his mead.

Julius thought ‘Tomorrow I’ll have to have a look around to see if anyone needs my help then write to my friends assuring them I’m perfectly fine before once again asking the jarl permission to build a wall, I can’t pose the fact that the legion and the Thalmor have asked me to build a fort on the border If I can get planning permission they told me to see, Danus Maximus yes that was it’.

Julius sighed before continuing his drink of mead and thought of ways to hire work and gather the necessary materials a plan formed in his head he smiled before ordering another mug of mead.

[maddison]

Jacqueline, Valton Farm, Afternoon.

"I guess ye could call me a merchant of sorts. I'm a mason 'n carpenter, 'n I have been makin a livin' these past months offerin' my services to tha people I meet along tha road. Ain't much money in it, though if I gotta be honest."

Jacqueline put the bedroll down by the wall and sat down by the table.

"That's why I'm tryin' ta find that new city that ev'ryone's been talkin' about. Chances are I can find some good work there to keep me goin' through the winter."

Jacqueline turned to Alguidar. "I'm afraid I ain't got no money to pay you for the lodging 'ere but if you don't mind I'll gladly fix that ol broken gate of yours tomorrow."

[Jessica Thomson]

Alguidar, Valton Farm, Afternoon

Alguidar filled a new plate with what was left of the stew. There wasn't enough left for a Nord but how much would a small Breton eat anyway?

He lowered the plate on the table and he went back to his chair. The Breton came through the door as Alguidar started eating his stew. He thought it was terrible at first, nothing like the beef stew he prided himself for. After a while, the strange taste started to sink in."Venison, huh? Not so bad..." he thought while his eyes jumped between his two visitors. His mind was taken away from the recent events in Valton. He felt at home for the first time, helping travelers like he did in his farm back at Windhelm.

Jacqueline asked him if she could stay in exchange for fixing the gate. The farm needed repairs but he didn't have much money either. It only made sense to accept the offer.

"Wonderful! It's a deal, Jacqueline. Don't have extra beds but you have a bedroll, I see. Or you can make yourself a new bed! Ha Ha Ha" He said laughing, with bits of the stew coming out of his mouth. "You can stay too Roymund, until you find a new place." Said Alguidar as he turned to the hunter. As soon as he said that he had to remind himself that he wasn't running an inn, he just met these people. "Hope I don't wake up with a knife on my back..." he thought.

[MISS KEEP UR]

Roymund Inventius, Valton Farm. Afternoon.

Roymund sat by the table, it felt odd to him to use his left hand for eating with but i'd just be stupid to waste his healing process to avoid looking alittle clumsy. "Good cooking" he mumbled through a mouth full of meat. Many nights eating alone in the wilds had left his table manners with much to be desired.

He kept his head tucked down, focused on his food. He heard the two talking amongst themselves, only vaguely paying attention, until he heard his name.
"You can stay too Roymund, until you find a new place." Said Alguidar as he turned to face Roymund "Appreciated, Can chip in my services if their needed. If not, I can always chop wood.." he said, offering a grateful nod to the Nord.
"Odd for a Nord to offer aid to those of my kin" he thought, allowing his mind to wonder "Suspect it'll be safer to stick together with these bandits afoot. Stop being paranoid." he told himself. "Got a sleep-roll in my pack, how many rooms does this place hold anyway?"

[Clea Jamerson]

Danus Maximus. Raid sight. Afternoon

As the Imperial and his body guards rode up to the sight they noticed that the dunmer and the guards were already there. As Danus Galloped to the dunmer he was greeted with suspicion. It seems that Danus got him in trouble..

"So you think the Imperial Legion has to do with this? Then tell me, why would we act like bandits. If the legion were to make an attack on Valton we would not simply attack lonely caravans... And I would be long gone from Valton if Tullius is planning to attack Valton. Even if I were go hide tracks why would a diplomat would do so? And if you think I am escaping Valton then Why would I head east to Riften? I would be heading west instead. Now the reason why I am here is to help you with this investigation of yours. Even though it looks like you got it. And your probably wondering why I am. That is because I want to show the people of Valton that the empire can and will help people in need. As well as for my own personal reasons."

Rolaf. General Store. Afternoon.

"I do know where the inn is but thank you. However there is another reason why I was entering this store. And that's to trade. Before I go on to the inn do you have any potions, food, or even a sword?" Rolaf is mainly buying so he could get rid of any suspicion Annika might have.

[Hannah Whitlock]

Daikanos, Road from Valton to Riften, Late afternoon

"So you think the Imperial Legion has to do with this? Then tell me, why would we act like bandits. If the legion were to make an attack on Valton we would not simply attack lonely caravans... And I would be long gone from Valton if Tullius is planning to attack Valton. Even if I were go hide tracks why would a diplomat would do so? And if you think I am escaping Valton then Why would I head east to Riften? I would be heading west instead. Now the reason why I am here is to help you with this investigation of yours. Even though it looks like you got it. And your probably wondering why I am. That is because I want to show the people of Valton that the empire can and will help people in need. As well as for my own personal reasons."

Daikanos had to laugh with the imperial’s response. “You have been trying to get Imperial troops in the Hold eversince you have set foot on Valton ground. It wouldn’t surprise me if the traveler was a casualty made willingly to hide the fact that imperial legion troops are entering the hold if Radwulf wants it or not. The man was maybe at the wrong place in the wrong time.” Daikanos said.

“Listen, .. friend,” he said the word with as much arrogance and disgust possible. He also made sure that the Imperial and his bodyguards could hear the anger that waged war in him and somewhere inside he hoped they would treaten or attack him. “ it’s not that I don’t trust you, but… wait, in fact I don’t trust you, nor any other Empire supporting Imperial.” He made Felbion, his horse, walk forward, and lay his hand on the handle of his sword.

“You know Radwulf is getting really impatient with you trying to convince him to support the empire. If word passes me that you started about it again I’ll make sure you disappear from Valton forever.” He treatend the Imperial, while his blade slit out several centimeters.

“Now, there’s nothing else we can do about the bandit attack. we found traces but they disappear at one point and it’s impossible to find them again. The guard will take care of it anyway.” He declined the Imperials help. “Now, step beside the road and let us pass.”

[Rachael Williams]

Danus Maximus. Road from Valton to Riften. Afternoon.

The Imperial was quite used to the insults he gets during his time in Skyrim so that did not bother him at the slightest.

"You think your words scare me?" Said the Imperial who was amused at how the Dunmer tried to threat him."I am no coward. If by disappear you mean death then I would gladly take it as I have been through things just like may people. And the legion are not murdering savages. There are no scouts in the area. And if our scouts did that they would not mutilated the body like that. but ofcourse you don't believe me because I am an Imperial. Now as for you not wanting my help that is your choice and I will respect it. Though you may not respect my choice. Now there is no point in arguing. I can see the body and it's just disusting. And i'm sure we both can agree whoever did that deserves to die a slow painful death. Good day to you. And may Arkay have mercy on the victim's soul."

The Imperial rode back to the town.

[Janine Rose]

Jacqueline, Valton Farm, Afternoon.

She made a quick process of the small portion of stew on her plate. It was a very simple dish with lots of room for improvement, but Jacqueline thought it was absolutely delicious. After living a very long time on unsalted oatmeal and the small amount of berries she could find along the way, this stew was delicious even though the taste was kinda off. When she swallowed the last bite she still felt hungry, but it was a more subtle feeling now. "Thanks for tha food. It was delicious," she smiled and leaned back into her chair.

She was relieved to hear that Alguidar would let her stay the night. It would have been a real let down if she had to tear her animals away from that warm and cozy barn and walk out into the cold night. She felt a yawn pushing its way out of her. "Seems I'm a bit tired," she smiled sheepishly.

[louise tagg]

Annika, Valton General Store, Afternoon.
I do know where the inn is but thank you. However there is another reason why I was entering this store. And that's to trade. Before I go on to the inn do you have any potions, food, or even a sword?"

The young nord nodded. "I do have food, a few potions and I have a rack of swords hanging over there." she said, gesturing to the weapon rack beside the counter. She ducked down under the counter to grab a few basic healing potions that they held in the store. There were fruits and vegtibles lining the other side of the store. "Just get what you need and bring it back up here when you are ready," she said gently
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"He seems nice enough, but his appearence is strange and rough and still the first thing he asked about was the horse..." Annika thought this to herself.

[JESSE]

Daikanos, the road from Valton to Riften (although he’s going from Riften to Valton direction. Perhaps I should change that.) Road from Riften to Valton. Late afternoon.

He watched as the Imperial rode back to Valton after showing him he wasn’t scared. I’d like to see how you’d act when not with your bodyguards. “Bommer, I would have loved to give you a good whack around the head.” he said. The guards started laughing. “Let’s go on.” he ordered the guards.

They travelled further to Valton, taking their time. Daikanos was calmed down by the encounter with the Imperial and the laughs he had had when the Danus had left so quickly.

[JD FROM HELL]

Rolaf. General Store. Afternoon.

Rolaf then grabbed a steel sword, some of the fruit. and then some of the healing potions."How many septims?" He asked.

[Sophh]

Annika, Valton General Store, Afternoon.
Annika thought a second, doing the calculations. "Probably around 65 septims," she said.

[Jacob Phillips]

Rolaf. General store. Noon.

Rolaf had with him 300 septims.

"That's good enough"

He then head to the inn. Although he felt he has enough information he felt he should get more. And that he wanted to spend some time in the inn until he goes back to the cave.

As he entered the inn he took a seat at the stool.

"One bottle of Nordic mead."

[Naomi Lastname]

Graymane, Shimmermist mine entrance


As they reached the mine's entrance, Elarian gave it a thorough look, but could spot little of interest beyond animal tracks. But he spotted a few things of interest for his own plans. 'It doesn't look like there's more than animals going inside, unfortunately the ground is a bit too hard to get good prints and tell what they are. No bones or carcasses laying around, which means whatever is there either is small or vegetarians, or simply doesn't bring back food to it's lair. But there's a few things of note.'

He pointed at an ivy covered mound. 'If I'm not mistaken, this was a smelter. There's not much to damage so it can be refurbished. And there's wood close by to make charcoal and feed it. It will spare the trouble of hauling ore to the town.'. He also pointed at the area nearby 'I note the access is a sort of ravine. Quite easy to block with a palisade to secure site. But the walkway on top should be covered on at least some of it length, Otherwise it would dead easy to drop arrows or the like on whoever's standing watch from higher on the slope. And there's even a spring of sorts, so water won't be a problem. I'm not familiar with mining, but from a defense point, it's good.'

He looked at the dark entrance, sniffing for carrion scents or similar hints of predators, but detected nothing. 'Doesn't smell like a carnivore's den, but who knows what's deeper inside. I suggest I take the lead. As I said I can deal with darkness on my own, both by improving my sight and making some light. I've also probably got the best armor. But the way I fight isn't good for cramped place. Gorbash, with heavy armor and a shield, you can keep a narrow spot neatly plugged against just about anything. '

He whispered a spell and called forth a small flame in his hand. 'So if you see me running back, fall back to a narrow spot, let me pas, then block and crouch to give me a line of sight. Even is some beastie tries to munch on your helmet, it should hold more than enough time to let me dispatch it.' With smile he dismissed the spell and unsheathed his sword, close to four feet of razor-sharp dwemer blade 'And if I run low on magic, my blade's long enough to reach over your shoulder like a spear. Any critter dumb enough to charge will end up skewered'

[Sheeva]

Gorbad Yak-Bogadbu, Shimmermist Mine, After-noon.

Two of the guards grabbed swords and lit their torches in their left hands. Nellis also lit his torch. Gorbad made sure the light amulets were glowing. The last of the guards grabbed a sword and shield and walked side by side with Gorbad as they entered the dark mine...

The very first area they entered was a flat-surfaced, stone-floored cave. The miners here must have made this themselves, it stood around ten feet high and had enough room for all of the six of them to stand side-by-side, with more than thirty feet to spare. If you'd put a table here, a few stools, closests and desks, it'd make for a cozy and practical supply and rest room. They found nothing of interest in there, so they continued down deeper into the mine.

A set of stairs greeted them, with 12 steps. They'd been made from solid rock, a seemless part of the mines ground. They could easily walk three at a time down the stairs, the light of their torches reached to the bottom of the stairs where they saw more animal tracks and this time blood. A closer look at the stairs showed they were scratched and ditry from dust and blood. Gorbad steadied his shield and held his mace in a firm grip. He might not know any fancy counter moves and the likes, but he sure could hit hard with it. The foot-steps and clanky sound from his iron armor was the only sound down here, until they heard a loud growl. They were now in the area at the bottom of the steps, but their torches didn't reveal any movement. They stood still for a movement, Gorbad counted to ten in his head, searched the place for movement. Nothing.

They began searching this area more closely. The walls, floor and ceiling had a rich amount of iron. This mine wasn't totally useless after all. They found a few rusted pick-axes amd bones from smaller animals. They heard the growl again. This time answered by a second growl. Gorbad readied himself, and saw two large wolves assaulting them, the torch light lit their eyes with an unworldly red and yellow glow. The first wolf attacked the guard on Gorbad right, the one with the shield and sword, but the guard easily blocked the strike. The wolf charging on Gorbad jumped on him. Gorbad almost fell backwards from the impact, but managed to bash the wolf with his shield and gain a few feets distance from it as it recovered...

[katsomaya Sanchez]

Roymund Inventius, Valton Farm. Afternoon.

"Got a sleep-roll in my pack, how many rooms does this place hold anyway?"

Alguidar, Valton Farm, Afternoon

Alguidar found the question awkward. Nords enjoyed open spaces, not rooms. Maybe Imperials had different standards.

"Umm..." he said as he stood up, looking around. The farmer felt embarrassed he didn't have an answer in the tip of his tongue. He barely knew the place. "One!" He said as he walked back to the table. The farmer was enjoying the company of simple people, like him, away from all the greed that has flooded Skyrim lately. Not many Nords were in Valton but he figured he just had to get used to that.

"So, High Rock, huh?" He said as he turned to the Breton. "Got many donkeys over there?"