Snippet #1915742

As Nirarrien approached the belligerent Nord, the man spun his body like a top, and rested the tip of his blade against the throat of my enraged friend. I had never seen Nirarrien act so dominant, yet I had to admire his initiative. I stood, one hand clutching my staff, anticipating a short, and one-sided battle between the four of us, and this swordsman.

Although before tensions got out of hand Kairos removed his ebony blade from Nirarrien's golden skin, sheathing it. Regardless, he was not off to a good start in our group, having made a horrible impression on me, as well as everyone else I am sure. I loathed the thought of more bickering, yet it seemed that the occurence would be inevitable.

I grabbed Elevainia's hand, and removed it from her bow, which she had grasped in the heat of the previous moments. I needed at least one person to remain calm, and Elevainia was undoubtedly my best chance at retrieving some semblance of peace within our band of warriors. "It's dangerous here." Stated Kairos, maintaining a calm disposition even in this most stressful of situations. "I will not reveal such information where there are prying eyes. I have no intention of engaging in battle with you, or your companions for that matter. I will explain myself once we reach safer ground."

They were wise words indeed. Kairos could have at least introduced himself properly, but he was correct in assuming that it was not safe to talk of our ventures in the open. "Heed his words Nirarrien, we need not delay any longer." I said calmly to Nirarrien as I approached him from behind, laying a firm hand on his shoulder. I let it rest there for a moment, then retreated from the contact, waiting to see if our leader would follow the Nord, who had already pressed on.

I had hoped that our situation would not escalate to something so dire, and I was thankful that Kairos was not a man that was easily angered. If he was, then I feared that he would have layed dead at our feet, his blood on our hands. I had seen many soldiers fall in the few battles that I had witnessed when I served as a Thalmor Justiciar in Hammerfell, and I learned that the responsibility for the death of another being man, mer, or otherwise was not something that was easy to bear.

Hopefully my intervention will help diffuse this situation. If we are to travel together all of these pointless words and impudent actions must be put to an end. I thought to myself, and that was when I noticed the heavy black sleeve of my Thalmor Robes. I knew I was going to have to change my clothing, the Thalmor Robes would no longer suffice. I just hoped that I would be able to find something suitable.