"Apparently," Niran said, "What kind of people would want to stay in this place."

Anthanes smirked. "People that aren't well liked by society. Prepare for having to stab something. I'll take point."

He walked forward, deeper into the cavern.

"They could be anybody though," Niran said "So don't hurt them unless you're sure they are a danger to us."

(OOC: Guys, I have a plan for who they are.)

OOC: A plan? Okay, well, I do not wish to ruin your plan, so please tell us your plan or do it soon when you're posting, okay? I really do not want to mess up anything...

Celia nodded, agreeing with Niran. "Yes, let's keep our heads, and use them before doing anything any of us might regret. Especially you, battlemage." She started to follow behind the battlemage, tensing for the worse.

"What'd I do to deserve a special mention, m'lady?" , Anthanes grunted jokingly. The half-dunmer continued down the cavern, the clanking of his heavy boots would be enough to give him away to whomever was down there.

"OI! Anyone home?"

Niran walked with them and saw something that startled him.

Who was that Niran had seen someone looking around a corner at him, a little girl

Anthanes frowned at Niran.

"Who's there?!"

"I don't know, she looked young. Very young, but that's impossible in a place like this." Niran shook his head.

"What do you mean, impossible?"

"How would she survive?"

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Anthanes tapped his chin. "Good point. Maybe we should inquire her about it."

"Just back there, I saw her as we passed rather quickly."

Anthanes turned back, and [if she was there] looked at the girl.

"Hello little one...Do you live here?"

Niran heard someone stumble and a young girl fell out from behind a rather large rock,

"Go away!" she said scared

Niran just stared wide eyed as the girl stood herself up.

"Or else? We're just travellers looking for shelter. Now do you live here or not? And if so, alone?"

The girl started to back away then she saw Celia, it seemed as if she forgot the scary-men.

"You're pretty."

Anthanes sighed, sheathing his swords, and studiously examined the girl.

At least we agree on one point.

(OOC: Well Niran thinks Celia is beautiful oh and the little girl is Imperial, which makes it very strange for a region like this )

[OOC: He's not the only one]

Niran stepped closer but the little girl backed away as he did so.

"Go away." her attention changed back to them.

Is she insane Niran thought

"Why, exactly, should we go away?" , Anthanes asked, forcing a smile.

"Go away," the little girl repeated "Or I'll call Calira!"

When they made it back to the camp, Jonacin ducked inside the Ghulakjan's Yurt. He asked if he could have some privacy with his friend's, and the Ashlander nodded and left. He called Arco and his companion inside.
"I suppose you want to know what's going on. And where Serene and Megil are"

"Who is Calira?" , Anthanes asked. His hands moved towards his swords.

"Calira!!!" The little girl yelped as her eyes strayed to the hand of Anthaned that was reaching for the swords "Help!"

"HEY, I don't mean -you- no harm...By Boethiah!"

Anthanes unsheathed his swords and turned around, getting into a battlestance and preparing to take on anything that appeared.

[quote=BobV]"HEY, I don't mean -you- no harm...By Boethiah!"
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OOC: Why did you want to harm the little kid? Double negative that translates to "i mean you harm" lol lol

A young dark-elf woman, probably about 15, appeared around the corner behind the little girl, running.

"What's the matter Aviel."

"They're going to hurt me!" the little girl sobbed and hugged the young dark elf know as Calira.

Calira stared at the group angrily

"Can't you see she's been through enough, put that weapon away you cruel man!" she said "I suggest you leave before they find you as well."

Anthanes smirked, looking the dark-elven girl up and down.

"Who will find me? Erm, us that is?"

The young dark elf turned away with the girl

"Just go will you," she said sadly "they're coming, I can hear them."

Anthanes grinned.

"Good. A few more corpses...Who cares?"

The young dark-elf woman let go of the little girl and wiped her eyes, then she walked fast up to Anthanes and brought her hand down hard on his cheek.

"You honoured user, do you want her to see this. Now-get-out-of-here!"

Then a man passed around the corner where they had come.

"Well, looks like we have a few more unlucky fellows for our trade."

"Bring it on, fool. Better than you have fallen before me."

Anthanes lunged closer to the man.

The young dark elf woman grabbed the girl and ran to a corner covering her eyes.
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The man drew his sword

"Fine, looks like we're having meat to eat tonight." he said grinning strangely.

(OOC: Man that gave me the spooks, and I wrote it.)

Anthanes made gestures with his hands, chanting in daedric. A large blast of lightning shot from his hands to the man.

The man was thrown backwards from the force of the magic.

"Damnit, Shaldur he's one of your type. Take him."

Another man came around the corner, chanting as well.
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Niran jumped after the man who couldn't use magic and put his sword against the man's neck.

(OOC: You're type meaning magic user.)

"Never trifle with a battlemage, fools!"

Anthanes chanted and in a flicker of magicka a Daedroth from Oblivion appeared. Anthanes said something to the creature in Daedric and it threw itself at the mage.

The mage became entangled with the creature and was soon dead.

Niran however hadn't killed this man, he kicked him and told him

"Don't think you've gotten out of it." he hit the man on the head knocking him out.

"Does anyone have a rope or something too tie him with?" Niran asked.

Anthanes shook his head. "We could tear the dead caster's clothing, or something...He isn't going to need it."

He walked towards the corner in which the Dunmer had taken the girl, and smirked. "Is that all? I was expecting a challenge."

Calira stood up, "You killed him." She asked weakly then smiled, and all of a sudden threw her arms around Anthanes.

"Thank you, thank you!" she said pulling away and taking the little girl by the hand and leading her to a small rock on which to sit while she talked to the newcomers.

Ah, the admiration of fair young maidens. At least ONE of the cliches of adventuring turns out true.

Smiling slightly, the Battlemage said; "Were those two the only ones? What were they doing here anyway?"

Calira looked down "Slavers" she then looked up and saw one was not dead with another man standing over him "You didn't kill them both." she asked.

Then the little girl spoke up
"The magic man is dead" she said "I didn't really like him anyway."

"No, Niran subdued him. Strange, really, is it not Niran? Normally you just slit their throats. Anyway, are you the only slaves here? Are they the only slavers?"

"No just us." Calira said.

"How did you come about here?"

"Well, through a chain of circumstances we have a few disputes with the authorities and we were seeking shelter from both the elements and those occursed legionaires. By the way, I am Anthanes and the imperial over there is Niran." The half-dunmer grinned and added: "Just how grateful are you exactly?"

Anthanes turned to the Daedroth he had summoned, who was gnawing on the mage's head. "Return now to the void; I will call upon thee when is needed." In a swirl of magicka, the Daedroth dissappeared, taking it's snack with it.

[quote=BobV] The half-dunmer grinned and added: "Just how grateful are you exactly?"[/quote]
OOC: That is just nasty if he's thinking what i think he's thinking

Calira looked at him strangely

"What do you mean, I thank you for what you have done."

Then she looked at the little girl

"Are you hungry."

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Meanwhile Niran was using the slaver's rope to tie the man.

(OOC: Very sick, she's 15. )

Anthanes sighed. "We'll talk about a possible...reward later."

The battlemage walked over to Niran and his prisoner.

"So, Niran. What exactly are we going to do with the scumbag? I am in favor of waiting until he wakes up, then carving out his heart and holding it in front of his eyes while he's still beating as he dies. I haven't given Boethiah any proper sacrifices recently..."

OOC: As mentioned, Anthanes is slightly evil.

Niran looked at the half-dunmer putting on a stern face

"You won't touch him, I have some questions for him."