Snippet #2430936

Near Castle Hawklight

The woods were strangely quiet, everything about this land was strangely quiet and unsettling. Almost as if the whole of it was holding its breath.... watching.... waiting....

"Keep praying like that, and the gods just may send us company to shut you up" Selena said nodding to the amulet Dragonmiir had in his hand

"There is nothing wrong with praying sister" Dragonmiir said placing it back into his hip pouch "You should try it more"

"I would dare not brother" Selena smiled, she touched her blade "I trust in my skill at arms, not the will of an immortal being"

"We are immortals sister" Dragonmiir looked at her

Selena rolled her eyes "You know what I ment"

"I only pray for insight" Dragonmiir looked up, then back at her "Besides, I thought you enjoyed a good fight"

Selena laughed "On any given day yes. But I like the peace here, to be honest I dont think there have been men in this region for years"

Her words of course were proven false when they exited the treeline to see Castle Hawklight before them "And I stand corrected"

"Sit" Dragonmiir said sarcasticly

"Smart ass" she rolled her eyes "So how do we go about this?"

"Very, very few men or mer have seen a Dragonborn. And we may as well keep it that way" he shifted in his saddle, "We are nothing more than traveling sell swords looking for work"

"You do realize I am taller than most of the men here" Selena said "And you could pass for a giant"

"Well lets hope they dont think so" Dragonmiir nodded forward "Let us see if the stories of men and mer are true"

The two kicked their horses into a trot and made their way to the village that stood before Castle Hawklight. A common town for humans, a shamble of wicker huts to a Dragonborn. Farmers and craftsmen mulled about, tending to stalls and fields. As the two made their way into town they caught te attention of the villagers. Soon enough a tater rough looking lot stepped between the two and their destination.

"Stand aside boys" Selena said "We have no quarrel with you this day"

She rested a hand on her hilt, while Dragonmiir gently gripped one of his throwing knives.

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