Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150109042155/@comment-24344819-20150111201450

Hey had no problems passing Whiterun. Nobody attacked him as of yet. Valtheim would be another story though. Hey couldn´t tell if there was anybody following him but he didn´t stop to find out. He wanted to avoid more confrontations with the Thalmor and his goons but at the same time he was nagging himself with questions and doubt.

''The Thalmor mentioned i would have a special power that lets me summon creatures from Oblivion. I can summon an atronarch but i don´t think that´s what he meant.''

Valtheim came into sight. The road was open here and Hey could see all the way there and what was more comforting: behind him. Valtheim Towers, all that remained of Valtheim keep was well known to be a small bandit nest. However the bandits here were only a small group and didn´t cause as much trouble as the other bandit groups in Whiterun, which was why they were left alone. The only thing Hey had ever heard about them in the Bannered Mare were travelers complaining about the high toll the bandits charged anyone who wanted to pass with. Hey had little money left. He would have to fight his way through.

''I´ll try to talk it out anyway. Maybe they will be reasonable.''

As he got closer he spotted a woman standing on the road besides the door of the tower and a small unlit camp fire.

"Halt!" She told Hey when he got close. "Anyone who wants to pass here needs to pay a toll! Hand over 200 Septims and i won´t gut you like a Horker."

"How does 60 sound?" Hey hopefully asked.

"That´s not nearly enough. But you don´t look to bad so i´ll tone it down to 180."

"I don´t have that much. Can you please just accept 60?"

The bandit sighed.

"Be honest, how much do you really have with you?"

"62 septims. I am not lying. I need to get through here."

"Phew, 62? I´d love to just take all of it and be of with it but the chief will kick my ass if i don´t follow the rules. You see, we have an iron rule here: If you don´t have enough money to pay for the toll, then you either turn back or we gut you and loot your corpse."

She pointed upwards to the top of the tower, where an archer was looking down on Hey from the roof. Hey spotted two archers on the other tower as well. Those two weren´t close enough to land precise shots but the one who was currently looking down on him was.

"But you can just give us your stuff volunteraly." The bandit continued. "Your sword and bow are low grade but they still look very nice. Hand it over."

"I crafted all of this on my own. Yes, the materials are low grade but the quality is better than others. The bow should fully cover 200 septims."

The bandit wanted to reply something but a fireball exploded near them and threw Hey and the bandit against the wall of the tower.