Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20190920211413/@comment-17114085-20191008174311

No one was running out of the house just yet as far as Reyl could tell. Jofrodr had stayed quiet enough in his fight not to arouse all the bandits.

Jof left the dead bandit on the ground, moving him slowly so that he didn't made too much noise.

He then cast his spell to see where the other bandits were. "Reyl, there is still one in here. In a room at the back. He's not moving. The others are all in the house together." He whispered to her.

"It does matter." She argued.

By now she was convinced that Karyor was indeed a Falmer, so she decided to say. "We are not stupid. We've been aware of the humans' plans for a while now."

"Now answer my question, boy." She demanded.

(Hey Zoor, welcome back. I'll assume he cast shock even though that isn't on his spell list. Realistically if he can cast thunderbolt he should be able to cast shock.)

Lars sent a stream of sparks at the female Companion. She had no defense against magic so the spell hit her shield and arm in full.

She stumbled back, stunned by the spell. However, she kept her grip on the shield regardless as the muscles on her arm contracted.

That offer seemed to peak the woman's interrest. "You'd train me to fight for a piece of information?"

The squatter looked quite young...about Kal's age, maybe a bit younger. She looked a bit malnourished and mistreated and dirty. She looked like someone that ran away from home and someone that had to learn to make do with what she had ever since coming to the city.

She thought for a moment. "If you buy me a dagger along with the training, I'll tell you what you want to know." She extended a hand to Kal. "The name is Valdís."