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"I don't." Incanus agreed, bracing himself for another bombard. He'd get up on the battlements and help if it got too rough.

"Oh, fuck yeah, get to kill stuff." Cheered Pierre before launching himself from the roof, and making for the wall, excited to cut the Dunmer into little bits. He had no loyalty to Riften, he just wanted to fight. He felt the rage burning within him, that familar heat a force as ancient as the world itself. And there were very few ways to burn it off.

Taking the lives of men was one of them.