(Well, most would think he just died. But there is something else happening here . . . *queue evil laugh*)

(I dunno what's going on)

(Hahaha well he doesn't need to eat, drink, or sleep. Doubt breathing's super high on his list of needs too. Granted Aksel prob doesn't know that...)

Falin growled a little and sat back up. "Can I have one night with you where things don't do this?"

"Hopefully he hurries up so we can get out of the woods. Also, about the cult, I heard that they hang out at the town I talked about."

Sauriil wakes up. He swiftly gets up, 'We need to leave now!'

Makor is sitting in the town tavern and having drink. 

Falin blinked. "What's going on now?"

'The cult!' I pull everyone up and begin to speed walk to the next town.

Falin sighed and grabbed her equipment, quickly packing the little camp back up and putting it away in her saddle bags. Climbing on, she followed them.

"Wait, we're stopping the cult?! I just wanted to meet up!"

Name: Gol'diir (Nickname: Gold)

Gender: Male

Race: Argonian

Class: Thief, assassin

Specalization: Thieves' Guild, not a Nightningale. Dark Brotherhood, the Listener.

Weapons: Daggers, Greatsword: Diinaan Faazhus (Frozen Misery), Elven Sword of Gleaning (Take 10 Stamina from an opponent you hit.), Elven Bow.

History: I had joined the Thieves' Guild a while ago and met Sauriil first waking from his blindness caused by reading an Elder Scroll. We, Falin, and some others later saved the world from Molaag Bal. A few months later, we met up, met some new friends, and tried saving the world from a Shadow Plague that turned Valenwood's Bosmer into shadow cannibals. Zork sacrificed himself in the process. I was found by the Brotherhood, who accused me for Zork's sacrafice. Apparently, someone had a contract on him that I stole. So I had to join, and found that it was just... for me.

They eventually reached the town, walking down the streets. Aksel searched for his favorite place to eat; it was nearby. Walking down the paths, they almost immediately found some shirtless people walking in a line, blood all over their bodies.

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Name: Gol'diir (Nickname: Gold)

Gender: Male

Race: Argonian

Class: Thief

Specalization: Thieves' Guild, not a Nightningale

Weapons: Daggers, Greatsword: Diinaan Faazhus (Frozen Misery), Elven Sword of Gleaning (Take 10 Stamina from an opponent you hit.), Elven Bow.

History: I had joined the Thieves' Guild a while ago and met Sauriil first waking from his blindness caused by reading an Elder Scroll. We, Falin, and some others later saved the world from Molaag Bal. A few months later, we met up, met some new friends, and tried saving the world from a Shadow Plague that turned Valenwood's Bosmer into shadow cannibals. Zork sacrificed himself in the process. I now travel Tamriel, trying to find and end trouble.

(how does he carry that, and he's a thief, he carries around a greatsword)

(Prob just doesn't have it on him when he's actually trying to steal something.)

Falin frowned, what's the deal with them? Rescued prisoners?