UESP Forums

Dal turned his head to face forward once again, disappointed that his eavesdropping had not led him any closer to finding work. His stomach growled, agreeing that he had better find work soon. Who wants an Orc healer, though?

"as will I, people call me Gives-Out-Shadow, I tell you're Ra'Zhar, we must search for a likely contact.. Or cause one ourself.." Gives-Out-Shadow said with a mischievous rub of the hands.

Ra'zhar raised an eyebrow. "And just what do you mean by that?"

"nothing more than a few killings, maybe a kidnapping.." Gives-Out-Shadow stated. He tapped his forehead. "You don't wish to?" he asked Ra'Zhar.

"Not at all." Ra'zhar stated, stepping away from the Argonians. "Innocent people should not be hurt just because Ra'zhar needs money. Ra'zhar will endeavor to stop you if you attempt to do so."

Adrianne stood beneath the fountain, slightly obscured by the shadow of the stone Jiub. She was a bit surprised and amused to see very few other humans in the square; Mer and beast races must have been abundant in Blacklight, she supposed. "Anyone have any contracts?" she asked boredly, directed at the others.

Gives-Out-Shadow sighed. "can we atleast burn a house down.. Or a stall?" he asked

Brandoril turned his head to the Imperial woman who spoke aloud. Human, and quite a pretty. "We could share a bottle of mead and pour over some old tomes. I'm a romantic like that", he said, half flirting and half mocking.

"No, we are not going to burn anything." Ra'zhar stated bluntly, a little put off by the argonian's attitude. "If you want to complete a contract with Ra'zhar, you must learn to do it in the good manner. Rescuing a damsel from a ruin is always good fun. Beating down on bandits that prowl on innocent caravaneers. You understand, do you not?" he said, stroking his moustache and trying not to bare his fangs.

Adrianne looked at Brandoril with a patronizing stare. "I was looking for a contract, not a hopelessly flirtatious Altmer."

Gives-Out-Shadow nodded, "so long as I get to use my spells.." he stated, his hiss a little more noticeable in that sentence. "I am fine.." he grinned "no need to harm me, friend."

"That is better." Ra'zhar said with a nod. "Come. Let us ask around, yes?"

Gives-Out-Shadow nodded. "yes." he stated. His eyes wandered the crowd for people who looked to be in need, or soon in need.

Brandoril sighed. "Oh well." I don't even have enough money for a decent bottle of mead. I could use some work too. He scanned the crowd again. No damsels in distress here, as far as I can tell.

"You, Khajiit," said Dal, opening his eyes and bringing his arms to his sides. He looked toward Ra'zhar and spoke again in his deep voice, "You stick to that code?"

"It is one of the only constants in Ra'zhar's life." Ra'zhar responded to Dal. "Ra'zhar respects all life and eliminates that which threatens it."

Gives-Out-Shadow looked at Ra'Zhar and smiled slightly, "khajiit is a nice one in a otherwise cruel world yes?" he asked.

"If Ra'zhar can make a difference to one person, that is enough to make Ra'zhar happy." he responded with a sincere smile.

Trudging slowly down towards the center of town, Do'Krin sighed heavily with relief; the insanity of Skyrim's problems easing slightly off his shoulders now that he was far from the border.
The Cathay Khajiit ignored the few gawkers as his mind drifted back to his former Brethren, supposedly wiped out, and the draconic hell, but then shook his head, 'need focus, need money, Khajiit can't very well hunt here freely.'

The crowds made him somewhat uneasy, but his fatigue got the better of him and he sat on the edge of a grand fountain, adorned with a statue of some mer he did not care to acknowledge.
Chatting and yelling, Do'Krin did his best to find peace long enough to catch his breath

Gives-Out-Shadow grinned and nodded, he continued looking around, his hood, kept down as he pulled on one of his gloves, the one on the right. He looked at Ra'Zhar and chuckled softly. He saw Do'Kin and nodded at him.

Dal nodded his approval, "I agree with you, Ra'zhar."

J'kavar was a little further from the statue than the others and he saw the Orc on his own. He Procedded to walk over and greet him thusly. "This one greets you with pleasure I am J'Kavar." J'Kavar said happily "From where do you hail?"

Dal was pleasantly surprised to be greeted by another Khajiit. He always thought they looked pretty. "Hello! I am Dalog gro Malnon from Dushnikh Yal." The great Orc smiled his crooked smile and finished, "I am happy to know you!"