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"Oooh... Fire, a fire in your heart..." The Witch said with glee before falling deathly quiet.

"And a darkness behind your eyes..."

She then paused and considered her options, making a slight adjustment to her plans.

"I think that you'd make better breeding material... I'll eat the other Dunmer instead."

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"Shhh!" The Nord snapped, hovering a knife just over his hand as he jabbed it down, he skillfully danced the knife in and out around his fingers, narrowly missing each one before driving the dagger down into the wood, pumping his fist triumphantly.

"I believe that's twenty gold you owe me Keneth!" He said, smugly, leaning back in his chair with a grin to match his tone.