@cattledie If I step in one more bloody pile of skeever shit, I'll turn this job into an assassination, Zoe thought as she slunk along the fortress's corridors. Some Dunmer woman had requested that the thief perform a theft. Apparently her husband had left her and stole some very valuable items from her. So, naturally, the ex-wife wanted them back. Just the kind of thing that the Sparrow contracted for. Seeing the cause as legitimate, the sea elf accepted and here she was. Stepping in skeever shit to get jewelry. Lovely life. Perfect. Zoeena had managed to sneak all the way to the basement without being spotted. The bandit leader had taken out a late group to perform a raid, and left a few behind the guard the place. Not enough to stop her, obviously, or the most observant, but it was just enough to make her cautious. So, when she heard footsteps nearby, she darted into the first room she found that had no light coming from underneath the door. That was a mistake. The womer went to observe her surroundings after the bandit had passed, only to come face to face with someone else. She had just been about to throw a dagger at his throat when she stopped. He was in chains. Letting go of her weapon, she looked at him. If he was a criminal, or dangerous, she couldn't let him go. But if he was innocent... "What happened to you?"
















