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The Redguard leader frowned, just mentioning the name of the cursed tower put him in a bad mood. "If you're looking for a place to stay you can head to Almawt east of here. This land is sacred and off-limits to foreigners. I must demand that you leave willingly or you lot will be removed with force."

"I see, but your ship doesn't appear to have any serious damage. You should be ready to depart by the time our target hears of the bait we laid out for him." Caius replied.

The Nord was successful, but as he was cutting the mercenary's throat, the merc leader attacked. He stabbed the Nord in the back of his right knee with his elven sword, then bashed him in the back to try to make him fall over.

Since he had gone after a random mercenary instead of paying attention to the merc leader that was heading for him, the Nord was caught off-guard by the leader's initial attack.

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The mercenaries had their shields to block the incoming bolts, but since there were still pirates on the trade ship fighting them their attention was divided and allowed the pirates to claim quite a few oportunities for clear shots.

On the Brinehammer, partway through their journey, Shav was training the sailors in swordsmanship with the weapons that they stole in Windhelm.

Each of the 10 sailors now carried a steel shortsword on them and while most barely knew how to properly hold the weapons, the Dunmer was training them in self defense and a few offensive tricks.

They won't be winning any battles, but at least they won't be a liability if they can manage not to die instantly in a boarding. Shav thought.