Viranirn: " As you may have noticed, he has a deep hatred for all elves. And since you have already crossed him by allying yourself with us, you should apologise to him. He loves feeling like he has power over us elves. He wants to feel like he owns you. so the best way to approach him would be to apologise and say that you owe him a favor or something"

Falin nodded slightly. "Easy enough to say all I wanted was to get away from the fighting."

Viranirn smiled  "That would be perfect. Just acknowledge him as the leader or something... Also once he is knocked out or whatever you do to him take his shiv's. with them you might have a chance against that Kadba. And lastly there is soldin. He souldn't cause any trouble, but if he does don't hesitate to hurt him. He will stop all agression when he realises that he could get hurt."

Pierelle puts a shirt on over her blood covered torso. " we will watch your friend Hadar ( what race is he btw?) for you until you get back"

(He still hasn't named the race. So idk.)

Falin sighed and nodded. "There was another Orsimer back there . . . maybe he could help take down Kadba." She shook her head. "I'll worry about that when the time comes I guess." She started down the tunnel. "This should be . . . interesting." She muttered.

As she walks back up the tunnel she hears a scuffling noise. She looks around but doesn't see anything. After a few minutes the noise stops and suddenly a small, heavy creature lands on her shoulders and starts clawing at her. ( it's a skeever...duh. )

Makor grabs the Skeever and throws it to the ground about 1 meter away. "Stupid Skeever." 

Falin snarled. "Damned things."

( ok, there are two of you know.. well just remember that you need shivs to attack the orc. cause he is waaay badass)

(Do you mean me, I'm touched) 

(Hahaha no, Kadba)

Ahkrinfeynvokun

(Hahaha no, Kadba)

(oh) 

(yea, your killing khadba after Falin gets the Ravens armor and weapons)

Suddenly you hear more noises ... like tons of skeevers rushing at you. Within seconds the first ones come into view and start attacking you.

"Shit!" Makor puts up his fists a large horde of Skeevers charge at them.