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Sobek ignored the Orc's comments, such brutes were notorious for their crass and often vulgar ways of speaking. Ne simply nodded and clucked his tongue again. The horse followed him into Helgen, and he tied him up near the stable. The snow-colored steed eyed with him with unusual intelligence, so he whispered, " Do not worry, I'll ssend you back to your misstresss ass ssoon ass I am finisshed here."

The Argonian turned from the stable and followed his nose to a largish building that had several people of various races gathered in front of it. He walked into it as a Dunmer smelling strongly of magic. He wrinkled his nose, as only an Argonian can. The slight burning smell had always irritated him.

is eyes settled on an Imperial in full armor. Obviously Lyra Victus. She was consulting a a list of some. Sobek rolled his eyes. Nocturnal help me. Imperials and their lists.

He approached the Imperial woman carefully. Nocturnal willing, she would not recognize his outfit.

"Hail, Imperial. I am Ssobek. A...hunter from Riften. I heard that the Watcherss were recruiting, sso, I came with all sswiftnesss so I could join. Iss there any paperwork or tesst I need passs?"

Sobek felt pleased with his quick thinking on his choice of profession. Claiming to be a hunter explained both his bow and daggers. His clothing could be viewed as something simply to break up his outline while stalking game.