"Yes, I agree. But, the Tsaesci will be a hard one to kill..." She says as she mulls over a plan in her head for the snake-man.

"well in that case let's wait for an opening"

"Yeah... I could launch an arrow tipped withe special fumes. Blind its smell, while I surpress it with arrow fire. You all could flank it."

"I only managed to understand the flanking part."

She sighs at the simple-minded fool.

"I got a few special arrows, one of them, when it hits the Tsaesci, will keep it from smelling us. I'll shoot more arrows at it, while you all flank. Got it?"

"Got it."

I unseathe my scythe.

"Tell us when to go."

"Alright, when everyone else is ready." She nocks a brown-tipped Aldmeri arrow, waiting for eveyone else.

Sorik takes out his dwemer derneger and draws one scimitar "I'm ready."

She nods, looking to the other two for confirmation.

Veyd takes out his Reaper scythe and get's ready to fight "Always...you ready?"

She smirks at him, as if the answer was obvious, before turning to look at the old altmer.

'Wait, there is no need to kill them.' Sauriil gets up and confronts the Tsaesci. He speaks a tongue known to no one but the Tsaesci. They nodded and walked by as if they didn't see the group.

She then stares at the old man, utterly flabberghasted by the strange.... thing that just happened. She then sighs, shaking her head as she replaced her bow and arrow.

"Kinda bad way to kill the tension, now I am on an adrenaline rush with no way to expend it." She fires off, faster than normal.

'Woah, woah! Calm down, child.' Sauriil teleports to his home and back, with a cup in his hands. 'Have some tea, it will help with the . . . erm, energy.'

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'Wait, there is no need to kill them.' Sauriil gets up and confronts the Tsaesci. He speaks a tongue known to no one but the Tsaesci. They nodded and walked by as if they didn't see the group.

(that's a bit overpowered but meh)