"I'm no thief. I take only from the pockets of those I kill."

"So Lady Nocturnal keeps telling me."

"Anyways, let us be on our way..."Shyvana said as maple began to canter onwards along with Balgruff, and his brother Hrongar, walking at a steady pace hefting the battleaxe on his shoulder.

Shyvana stopped Maple and waited to see if Norcon wanted to get back on.

"I know, I once befriended a golden saint by the name of Auriell...I wonder if I still have that armor she gave me..."Shyvana trailed off, remembering the friend she left in the shivering Isles, her name was Auriell, she was a clumbsy saint, often breaking her own armor when she got in scuffles, and Shyvana would fix it for her, after a while, they had started talking, turns out they had a lot in common, they always wanted to see the world, they loved the art of smithing, though Auriell really just like to watch the metal being shaped, she never really smithed herself... they loved a good fight, and the two had a passion for horses, Auriell had always heard of them from the citizens of the Isles, but never actually seen one. "Hey Norcon,..Auriell...I want her to come here to Nirn, she wanted to come back with me, but was afraid of leaving the fountains of oblivion....what should I do?" She asked the breton behind her as the group carried on.

(I leave to go kill some Dwemer and come back to find the whole world has gone mad! I like it.)

"I would appreciate that, and I'm sure she would as well." Shyvana replied.

(Guys, I'm going to type my Argonian's name as Shadow from now on, okay? I'm getting tired of the typing out the full hyphenated version.)

Shadow stops and points off the road, "The ruin is this way. We have to go off-road from here on, but only for a mile and a half."

Beowulf was wandering the widerness wondering what in shors' name had drawn him out here. he had felt a strong feeling that there was a reason but could not place it. he made camp a little off the road and started a fire, after a while he heard footsteps coming and put the fire out, he jumped into a nearby bush and waited to see who was coming.

Shadow, still leading the others to the Nordic ruin, sensed another presence nearby. He focused to pinpoint it, and drew his hunting bow, pointing it at the bush the stranger was hiding in. "I know you are there. Come out where I can see you!"

Beowulf lept with alarming speed, useing a tree branch to swing over the argonian and lands behind him drawing his sword. "And who are you to demand anything of me?" he said.

(The thief) "alright, that should be fine" as the both of them headed towards the ruin. "What do you think of Norcon as a person, I can't get any clear emotion out of him?"

(Norcon)"I'll be right back." Norcon opened a black book and entered apocrypha. He found Hermaeus Mora, "excuse me, my friend, but can you get me a." A spell tome appeared in his hands the read, "Summon Golden Saint Thrall (link - Auriell)

"There is the book you seek. That particular Daedra will help you in this quest along with your friend's conscience. Remember, you still have my Lurker Vindicators which you befriended to aid you in this battle as well." 

"Thank you sir, she will be most pleased with both of us."As he heads to the exit, Mora said, "she will be more than pleased, but, don't let me spoil the fun."

Next thing he knew, he was on Maple. He pulled out the spell tome, "here you go, just learn this, and she will be here whenever you want." Norcon handed Shyvana the book.