Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20141113105035/@comment-17114085-20141117101836

(That's fine. I won't have the Dragonborn interfere either, I already sent him off on diplomatic business.)

The last remaining (Is there more than one left?) dunmer held two daggers in his hands. He was a nimble fighter and rushed towards the Nord, aiming his strikes at places where his armor had faults.

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The Vampires headed inside with the mage. "Take me to him then." she requested.

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"Sure, take the body away. It might start smelling soon." Garbhan ordered, he wasn't interested in the thief anymore. He was passing his hands along the side of the sword. "It is beautiful. With this I will be a King like my uncle, though not a King in Rags....I will be...the Briar King." He said triumphantly.

Eignach left the Chieftain on his own as he dragged the thief away from his tent. He leaned in close to Daglin's ear. "Hey, I can heal your wound and stop the bleeding but you're going to have to fake being dead until I can get you out of here."

Daglin didn't respond, he was still passed out from blood loss.

"I will take that as an okay." Eignach said as he dragged him away from prying eyes and started to heal his wound.