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Before Daithi could walk any further, he felt a large fist connect squarely with his right jaw, knocking him down into the beaten path while the Dunmer let out a hideous cackle.

Daithi soon felt himself being picked up by his collar and looking into the eyes of an orcish fellow, his face having many marks and scars across it, and donning a set of black orcish armor. He also had his hair shaped into a flat Mohawk, and a large battleaxe on his back.

The Orc launched Daithi at the stables with inhuman strength.