Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150119141608/@comment-24344819-20150120194356

That marked the 4th time she escaped death within the last 24 hours. She looked at the dead wolf. Wolves normally traveled in packs.

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"Tell me everything you know." The bandit told Hey. She was her old self again, though not quite as angry anymore. Maybe she had  calmed down a bit. Hey began telling her about the recent events but she stopped him.

"I don´t care about the little details or the magical bullshit. Tell me about the fucker who sent the six-arms."

"If you say so. But i have to disappoint you. I don´t know anything about him, apart that he seems to be a Thalmor and has unusual summoning powers. I don´t even know his name."

"There has to be a way to track him somehow." The bandit said. She was more thinking out loud than talking to Hey. "Where would a Thalmor go? Their Embassy was destroyed so they gotta have a secret base somewhere..."

"Their embassy was destroyed?" Hey asked surprised.

"Are you stupid?" The bandit asked back. "Its all over Skyrim. It was some terrorist attack they say. Had nothing to do with the Stormcloaks, even though they´d wish it did.

Well, terrorists or whatever, i say well done. Nothing good comes ever from the Thalmor. They´re just like the mages."

That reminded Hey. He still remembered the Thalmors word telling of Heys unknown power. He didn´t know how to use it but maybe that could change if he payed a trip to the college of Winterhold. He should keep that in mind.