#45129 - Arngeirr spun to see a woodelf crouched on a piece of crumbling rock that once was a strut holding up the tower, weilding an ebony bow ready to fire her arrow at Arngeirr as a banded iron clad red-guard wielding dual scimitars advanced on Arngeirr and a Leather clad Khajiit assassin flanked him on his right as he faced the tower. He soon caught the scent of a fox and followed it in the direction of Llinatas Deep, as he approach the bank he sighed, he hated swimming, he wasn't bad at swimming per say, just disliked getting wet, unusual though as he didn't mind getting dirty, sweaty or bloody. He drove his swords into the necks of his opponents then turned to the woodelf.
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