Shit's gone to Oblivion, huh? Gotta prove I'm no thief, fuck the accusations! Dragonborn or bust!
Thanks to the great Jaxalem for sponsoring our journey to Helgen!
Fuck Jaxalem, he can shove that sponsorship up his ass. We gotta stay focused on getting out of this mess, not take handouts from shady-ass companies.
Okay, look alive, we're approaching the collection site, you guys see any beautiful women on this road lately? says the Khajiit to the Argonian on their prisoner transport.
rolls eyes Ugh, seriously? Can we focus here? We're about to get executed, and you're worried about finding a date? Get your shit together, Vulture, this ain't the time for flirting with fishlizards!
raises eyebrow What kind of business, Vulture? Don't tell me you found a partner in crime here, in the middle of a goddamn prisoner transport!
Nope, more so me doing business WITH YOU. you say to the other prisoner. The Redguard one. I think her name was- Sariyah... or something.
Yeah, that's me, genius. Now, if you're done playing with your words, we got bigger problems to deal with. Like surviving this damn ride!
What is the most messed up thing you've seen as a bounty hunter? Asks the Argonian to the Redguard. I am certain she will have an answer unlike mine. One that I will be envious of.
Oh, you want a taste of my fucked-up experiences, huh? How about the time I stumbled upon a Thieves Guild in Daggerfall and had to fight off a whole fucking gang of them? They were armed to the teeth, man. And all they wanted was my fucking head! But hey, it wasn't all bad, I managed to snatch their loot, too. Ha! Good times. smirks
Wow, sounds horrible. Although I'd probably want to steal that guilds money too.
laughs Well, you've got that same hungry look in your eyes, Vulture. You're a natural-born thief, just like me.
Ah, the legacy continues. So it has come to this, then? Death row? Executioner's block? You're stuck on death row with me, for someone like me that's practically a dream come true. To bad for you that you won't be able to keep your head attached to your neck.
narrows eyes Look, Vulture, I appreciate the compliment, but let's keep our heads in the game, alright? We're not here to enjoy ourselves, we're here to survive, remember? Now, let's focus on making our escape, instead of reminiscing about past adventures. We've got work to do!
Sure, make sense. Suddenly two guards walk up and gesture to the traps set across the prisoners path.
<The guards trigger the traps, injuring several prisoners>
Looks like the fence behind us is loose. If we could sneak out back there, and climb up, we could maybe hop over to the other side. Sounds risky, though.
raises an eyebrow Risky? That's just how I like it, Vulture. Let's make a move! I'll create a diversion while you climb, got it? And don't forget, no heroics!
No promises. As I successfully climb over and let her know it's safe to come up.
grinning mischievously Heroics or not, Vulture, watch and learn! whips out her dagger and starts slashing at the guards Take that, you sons of bitches! Taste the steel! Keep climbing, we're almost there!
Alright, come on up, we might need all the hands we can get. I'm free climbing up and reach the top first.
Leaps onto the ledge with agility, landing beside Vulture Alright, now let's keep moving!
Loki of all gods, why must you forsake me now?! I've needed thee most! You utter under your breath as you struggle to pull open the stubborn fence gate.
rolls her eyes Come on, Vulture! Quit your moping and get your lazy ass off that fence! We can't afford to waste time here. Use some force, kick it open if you have to! We're prisoners on the run, remember? No time for delicate maneuvers!
The door opens, let's a light breeze blow through. Something isn't right....
noticing the strange wind Vulture, what the hell is going on here? This breeze feels unnatural, like someone's messing with the environment or some shit. Keep your guard up, we're walking into a trap, mark my words!
A wayshrines familiar stone path leads before us.
squints her eyes, suspicious A waystone? Well, isn't that convenient? But something feels off, Vulture.
There should be a writing inscribed in the stone. Do you read it?
steps closer to the waystone, squinting at the inscription Hmmm... It says, "Only those who embrace their fate shall pass.
If this shrine works anything like how shrines worked previously, there's probably a test to take. You wanna take it?
crosses her arms, eyeing the waystone suspiciously Hell no, Vulture!
You don't trust it either, huh?
Trust that ancient piece of rock? Are you kidding me, Vulture? We've seen enough traps today without adding another dubious test to the mix!
Well, now that we're out of immediate danger, we can find shelter, hunt for food, perhaps a forge to make weapons....
<While searching for shelter and hunting for food, Vulture and Sariyah stumble upon a hidden bandit camp>