Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150109042155/@comment-24344819-20150118184019

"Wait. You saved me?" The surprise was not fake. The woman stared at Ernest with unbelieving eyes. She remembered most of what happened before the freak stepped in. She would´ve taken out the ´elites´ and then taken this man hostage and escaped from Riverwood. To think he had saved her was a turn of events she would never have expected. Was this a ploy to gain her trust? Did the Bretons want something else from her?

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Hey wrapped himself tighter into the furs and eyed the fur shoes the bandit put down in front of him. Looting and plundering corpses felt wrong. Taking belongings of the deceised was disrespectful to the dead. It disgraced their memory. Hey knew it was a necessary thing to do for any adventurer but he hated it. It didn´t seem to be an issue for the bandit though.

"Put them on already." She angrily told him. "They should be your size. I would´ve thrown them at you but they belonged to Tibbit. And i liked Tibbit." She really didn´t leave out any opportunities to slight him.

Hey sighed and tried them on. They really fit, even though they felt wrong. He huddled closer into the furs he was wrapped in. They were back in the Towers and it was already nightfall. His clothes were drying over a little fireplace and the furs and his underwear were the only thing protecting him against the cold right now.

"I´ll go do the deed then. You can stay here - i don´t need your help. Besides, they are dead because of you. They wouldn´t want you to be there for their funeral." With that the bandit walked outside onto the bridge. She had gathered the bodies of the other dead bandits there and was about to throw them down to be washed away by the current and fall down the waterfall. That was the way the group in this Tower had always disposed of bodies.

Hey could understand why she wanted to be alone for this.

The bandit chief was her father...

Yet he stood up and walked over to the doorway and looked outside. There she was, kneeling on the bridge with a lamp to her right in front of a row of seven bodies. She didn´t say anything and just looked at them before starting. The charred corpses of two archers went over first. Hey guessed it was because they were the most deformed and unrecognizable. Then the she rolled the third archer, who had been hit in the chest by a lightning spell, over the edge. Fourth was the bald man who had first come down. Hey remembered that he had shouted the bandits name but he didn´t remember what it was. Airene? Something like that.

After the bald man hit the water it suddenly started to rain. Hey hadn´t even noticed the clouds on the night sky but the bandit proceeded to dump the bodies one after another. It was as if she didn´t notice the rain. She dumped the fifth body into the water. That had been the armored bandit whom Hey had encountered on the stairs. Her lamp went out. The rain got stronger.

By the time she dumped the sixth body into the water the rain had become a pour. Hey saw that she stopped at the seventh body. The bandit chief. She was just kneeling there, looking at his body. Hey stepped out into the rain and walked towards her. She noticed him and jumped.

"I´m not crying!" She shouted. There was no anger in her voice. "That´s the rain!"

During the time Hey had walked over to her the rain had gotten even stronger. It was hard to see anything now but Hey didn´t need to see to know the truth.

"Yes." He lied. "Its the rain."

"What are you doing here? You´re getting the furs wet. Go back inside." Her voice was shaking.

"There are more inside." Hey replied. "Besides, you are getting drenched too. You´ll be the one falling ill in the end. If you have trouble doing this then i can-"

"No! I´ll do this myself. Right now." She kneeled down in front of the chief´s body again. Even through the rain and night Hey could see the chiefs paled face, closed eyes and open mouth. For a minute nothing happened and Hey just stood in the rain, waiting. Then the bandit pushed the chief over the edge and Hey heard the body hit the water. The bandit stood back up and her legs gave out. Hey catched her. He sighed. Riften was the only trail he had to finding his master and he had to get there before it went cold but now he felt even more responsible.