If there are two experiences I hate above all, they are;
Going into battle without my weapon or armour,
And walking into an ambush that I know
is there,
And here I am, doing both.The road west of the Brina Cross Inn was quieter than it had any right to be. No birdsong, no sound of animals scampering through the undergrowth, it was like the whole damn county was holding its breath, waiting for what was about to happen.
To me.
I can't even hear those damn Battlemages anymore. They'd better've stayed close, if they've gotten too far ahead of me then it's my arse that'll pay for it. The closest I plan to get to the fighting is to summon a scamp and head the other direction. This isn't my fight.
Traps within traps can go either way. The bait walks a knife edge, and right now, I've got one foot either side of the knife, and I'm praying to every one of the anticipations that nothing makes me slip."Stop right there, traveller!" The voice burst from behind a tree to my left, followed by the speaker. The female Altmer from the bar, the one with something to hide. I wasn't expecting to see her out here. I'd barely recognised her before she started hurling balls of frost my way, their edges nipping at my skin through the thin grey robe I was wearing. I called my scamp forth from Oblivion, the ugly creature hurling itself towards the Altmer, only to be blocked as she summoned a skeleton.
"Battlemages!" I bellowed as I backed away from our proxy fight, as the Altmer woman stepped around the fight and resumed her assault.
Gods! I know that it wouldn't be much use against magic, but I'd feel so much better if I were armoured. And this fight would be over by now if I had my claymore.I hurled a few fireballs her way, not willing to turn my back on the murderous Altmer, which meant I was able to see the Battlemages burst onto the road from opposite sides.
What took them so long?As my scamp shattered the Altmer's skeleton, and I hurled another fireball, the Battlemages closed in on her, axes swinging. That Altmer might have been experienced killing unarmed merchants, but those Battlemages hacked her apart in moments, despite her attempts to defend herself with magic. The Battlemages barely stopped to make sure that she was dead, leaving me to loot the body. She hadn't been carrying much in the way of coin, surprisingly, but she had a quartet of powerful potions that were certainly worth hanging onto.
I've had worse days. Not many, but some.Yeah, that kinda ran away with me, I'll be honest