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Lhotun reached into the pouch on his belt and pulled out two silver septims. "Will two silver pels do?"

The hunter considered the offer for a moment then nodded. Lhotun tossed him the coins and the hunter caught them. "Last I saw him was south of the ruins east of here. I believe he might be living in the caves somewhere there. Just be careful, that area is known for its giant frost bats."

"Giant frost bats?" Lhotun repeated. "How lovely."

"Thanks for the information." Shav muttered.

As they were walking about Lhotun muttered. "Giant bats, never seen one of those before. I wonder if they are white, since they are called frost bats."

"We'll find out soon enough. Deros has probably chosen to live there because of the bats, if they keep the locals away." Shav assumed.

"Sweet Morwha!" The Redguard let out when Naerion summoned the Dremora.

However, that didn't dissuade the bandits. The Bloody Fist looked more cautious, but they weren't about to ignore direct orders from their boss. They were still going to attack the Bone Mask Pirates, though now they looked hesitant to make the first move.

The guards didn't seem to know of this Nelthar Organization, but they sent a messenger in to notify the Duke while they kept Jerod at the bridge.

A few minutes later, the messenger returned with another man. "Greetings, I am His Grace Duke Mamireh's Magistrate. Welcome to Stros M'Kai. Please come in, his grace will see you shortly."

The Magistrate gestured for Jerod to follow him into the palace, as the guards parted ways on the bridge for him to pass.

"About 6 years...no 7. 7 years." Ataff replied. "I joined later."

The one-eyed pirate looked up at Scipio with a rage filled eye.