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Sleepless - Part 102/?
Date: 2014-04-15 01:47 pm (UTC)A white stag hummed in amusement and the bandits around looked out towards the city, wondering if it was time. The Silver-Hand leader looked towards the stag, who seemed to be concentrating on the city.
“The child of Akatosh has left.” He said and the Silver-hand all smiled at each other.
“So it is time?”
“Yes. You will most certainly succeed, cut the head of the wolf, the leader must fall.” They nodded, “Wait a while before you attack, my blessing will guide you. Kill the leader and the rest will fall.”
The stag walked away and the leader of the grouped turned back, “Prepare yourselves, we attack Jorrvaskr and avenge our fallen brethren.”
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Ariella took a breath trying to shake off her nerves and a sickening sense of dread she had. She pulled out her bow, running her finger over the names carved into the wood.
Skjor. Aela. Farkas. Vilkas. Kodlak.
She lined up an arrow and moved into the cave.
Ariella was positive that any witches in this cavern would be able to find her just by listening for her heartbeat. The silence of the cavern was deafening and Ariella could feel her heart pounding, hearing it along with her breathing, which sounded heavy in the silence.
She tried to calm herself but her heart would not slow down. The first room only had once witch, a hagraven. Ariella hated hagravens, but one arrow to the neck should make for a silent, quick death.
She didn’t like fighting against witches as was and hagravens were much stronger than witches. She pulled the string on her bow back, thinking of all the tips Aela had given her when it came to hunting.
She thought of how to move her feet so she would not be heard, how to focus onto the target, how to give her bow the most amount of power. She took a breath and tried not to doubt herself and then let the arrow fly.
It lodged in the witch’s neck and she fell. Ariella crossed the room quickly and quietly. She brought out her sword and lodged in in the hagraven’s neck. The twisted witch smiled and could somehow still talk, “You’re too late, Hircine will have his prize.” The dying witch whispered. Ariella withdrew her sword and the witch died.
Blood splattered on her as she cut off the head, but she didn’t really care. She just wanted to cut it off as quickly as possible. She wrapped the head in some enchanted fabric that would stop it from decaying.
She secured the severed head to her hip, put away her sword and left he cave in a hurry. She had to get back to Jorrvaskr. She gripped her bow, fingers running over the names as if to calm her,
Skjor. Aela. Farkas. Vilkas. Kodlak.
She had to get back to Jorrvaskr.
Re: Sleepless - Part 102/?
Date: 2014-04-16 07:20 am (UTC)Re: Sleepless - Part 102/?
Date: 2014-04-16 09:30 pm (UTC)