(DAMN IT! Already?)

(okay let's back to the story)

"Look, I'm not a soldier, but I can assassinate. Anyone you want."

"Kill General Metnie, the Breton General, honorably, no sneak."

"I can't just walk in and throw a knife at him."

"I know, you can think of something. Remember anything dishonorable you will be executed."

"Very well. I'm done being dishonorable." He took a horse and rode into the Breton's territory.

"That's a good man." Makor muttered.

(my account is back)

Makor made it to the Breton castle, Makor takes off his gauntlets and throws it in front of the Breton king (it's what actual knights did). "I challenge you to combat. At noon, tomorrow . . . to the death."

"I accept" King Motes said.

NEXT DAY, NOON

Makor was standing in the arena and Motes entered the arena. After a long fight Makor raised his sword to finish, "Wait!" Motes whimpered "the Imperials, they are threatning me, they said they will sack High Rock, I can't let that happen. (that's the twist)"

AHHHH! Makor yelled in rage, "This whole time it was the Imperials."

"Yes, the Imperials made a mistake of attacking trying to take Skyrim head-on (the Stormcloaks win the civilwar), they thought they needed a vessel, so they used us, the Bretons."

"Paalus!" asked the general. "Did Kenus give you a job?"

"He's dead, Metnie. And so will you. Your plans of oppression are over."

"I only follow the wise king." "He isn't wise if he's planning to wipe out millions of lives! There's more to this."

A messenger whispered in Metnie's ear. "There is more, Paalus. You're just a middle man and a traitor. Come, soldiers! There is an Orc in the arena. Ignore him."

Good. For now, I'm out of a fight. But Makor's in the arena. I need to find my way there.

Makor and his army are back at Orsinium (let the politics begin!).

Makor traveled to Hammerfell and met with the King, here is your first payment. A cart full of Orsinum was given. "Now will we have our half of the deal?"

'We must first discuss this with the council.'

"Very well." Makor walked to the council table.