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Graicus thudded down the empty streets, he's footsteps heavy on the cobblestones.

The Temple came into sight.

Svieva's crew stood outfront. The temple, a low lying structure of wood and stone, had a cart rolled in front of the only entrance and exit. Straw was pilled around the temple's walls. It was clear what the bandits were planning to do, although they hadn't lit it yet. Svieva was not among them.

"Look who it is!" The Bosmer, Andrus, called out to Graicus  He rested a hand on his sword.

"Svieva said you would be coming." It was the Altmer who spoke. "Not another step gladiator." He warned. His hands were not on his sword. He held a crossbow in his hands.

The others stood around him in a loose formation, guarding their soon-to-be-bonfire. The massive Orc, the most frightening of the bunch, had his zweihander rested across his shoulders.