"I wonder wich one of them ill have to kill if they attack me..."

I'm going to keep climbing! *eyes turn red then takes beast form again and starts climbing*

The nord continues to watch the group

Thoringar reformed into his human form on a ledge half way up the mountain. He looked down at the group, then noticed the new traveler - another Nord like himself - that had arrived. "Hello down there, fellow Nord! Would you like to aid us in our search for Daedric Artifacts?" Thoringar realized that he had yelled too loudly, and his yelling had begun to start an avalanche.

*growls and climbs faster getting to his ledge then grabs him by his armor and tossed him into a near by cave* idiot... *growls*

Says with a grin "Ill see yall in Oblivion..." He relocates to unknown areas

Hearing the noises, the Nightingale yells to the rest, "Please, help me!" He starts to crawl, but the pain is unbearable. "Help me!" Knowing that there is already an avalanche, he starts to crawl again. Do or die.

The nord apears infront of the nightingale "You know i question if i should put you out of your misery, or leave you here to die..." he says with a evil grin

"Oh, I would highly suggest against that... I would be a useful ally- and someone you DON'T want to get angry, might get a bit upset with you" I say without a grin, for it would tear my cheeks open if it was with one (By the way his clothes are burnt your guy will think he's a normal Nord).

"Hmm leme think... NO"  The nord stabs a ebony dagger into the nightingale and relocates

"You will come to regret this..." I say as I picked up a potion of healing and drank about half of it.

le*helps out nightingale and brings him back to a cautage to treat th wounds, and leaves before he awakes, but with a left behind note*

    "-dear nightingale

i have unfinished duities and i prefur if i was left behind for a wile, i left thee healing potions on th table for you and i will not be heard fro for a wile"

(real reason, i have bad camp and i wont be here for a wile, so end of the week after this, i will finally beSomewhat done

(this damn typing thing never works on my tablet, but as i was sayind *irl of corse, i wont be here that much, for i will be gone 12 hours both weeks, every week, bye till then)

Synthax reaches the Nightingale. He looks at him. "I made it, guys- Wow, you look horrible."

(im not going to be here hardly, as you guys know since my band camp, but i will try to read everything WHEN I CAN, so i will catch up on the story when i can)