Arygon was restless, and sleepless, a dream had woken him up. Of course like all dreams after the beginning it had falled into senselessness. Arygon stood, it seemed he would get no sleep these days. He wandered down the hall, looked into Telina's room to see Rahvin and Sadril talking Not my problem if thier planning... Arygon thought to himself. He continued on to the first floor, to find Brianna asleep in a chair. Isn't this familiar... Arygon thought as he picked up Brianna, and carried heer up the stairs to the room he was just in. He tossed her on the bed and went searching for Deagan, maybe since he owed him one Arygon would be able to make a ... profit out of it.

Rahvin

Not two seconds after Sadril shut the door behind him, Rahvin threw a dagger at it, making a loud thud as it stuck in the wood.

This will all be settled when I catch you alone in the daylight, Vampire. he thought. before sitting back down in his chair for a more restful sleep.

Hecate

"My job brings me here Deagan..." Hecate said before breathing out slowly down against the ground...

"Two of those in you're group, their names are written on my blades. One of them, a vampire has murdered several people including women in Cyrodiil. They contacted the best, since this is no ordinary vampire - His methods of manipulating his victims nearly becoming their friends before he sets his teeth into them and having a nasty habbit of stabbing them in the chest later.

He was also speaking of a Dunmer, who has been tracking this Vampire, trying to take the law in his own hands. According to the guards, he's been hunting this vampire for years, without letting anything stop him - attacking the vampire in public, setting innocent lives in danger, those were the guards words. Now, in the eyes of the law I may not be the right choice, but to get the job done I am. I think that the Dunmer they speak off is in you're group along with the vampire I met in the tavern" Hecate continued.

This was a risky lie, very risky. Hecate was hoping to split the group up, since they apparently hadn't been together so long - he would use Deagan into splitting the group up, making it easier to kill Brianna if he turned them against each other. If that wouldn't work, he'd go back to the normal plan - the straight forward way when he had the chance.

(OCC: ... I doubt this will work, but who knows - Maybe someone of you will be nice to me )

Deagan, streets

Deagan stared at Hecate and rubbed his unshaven chin. It wasn't hard to believe the accusations against either of the men within the group and Hecate probably was really here on business.

The vampire had gotten rather close with both of the women in the past few days and it seemed like he and Rahvin were on the verge of a clash the last few times they were all together.

"I'll take care of the vampire..." he said before pausing for a moment

"As for the dunmer...he is an assassin hired by the same man as I am. I will not raise my hand against him and I warn you not to either." Deagan said in a deep voice

He turned walked angrily toward the tavern before turning back to Hecate once again.

"You are sure that this is the same vampire?" He asked

I'll kill that bastarde vampire so I don't have to worry about him later...

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Hecate

"Do you think I would be wrong?" Hecate said and raised an eyebrow, in his career he'd never been wrong about anything, not when it came to his victims at least.

"I hope you won't put this into you're own hands Deagan. I've seen my share of vampires and after what I've heard this is a rather strong one, maybe one of the strongest that walks this part of Tamriel" Hecate said with a quite demanding tone to Deagan. "... And this is my job too" Hecate added as Deagan walked against the tavern.

(OOC: Last post for me today...)

Deagan, headed for teh inn

Deagan stood for a moment before responding.

"No...no you wouldn't." Deagan said knowing that Hecate was never wrong about a target, he never was

Damn...what the hell am I supposed to do? I can't just let the vampire stay with us without the others knowing what he might do...Hecate says that he's too powerful for me to take alone...

He walked to the inn and slowly pushed open the heavy door.

A quick glimpse of the vampire caused his heartbeat to rush. He restrained himself, forcing his hand away from his blade. He headed upstairs to seek out Rahvin, ignoring the fact that he was one of Hecate's targets.

If there was one person here that would understand and help him it would be Rahvin, even if he did have a disregard for life.

I have to tell somebody...Rahvin might know what to do...at least I sorta trust him...

Deagan knocked gently on the door that he'd seen Rahvin go in earlier and waited for some response before entering. He knew that Rahvin wouldn't be happy about being disturbed at this time of night but this was important.

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Arygon watched Deagan walk back up the stairs, he had managed to heard some of the accusations and by warrant posters and Legionare talk most of what the other man had said was true. Arygon lifted his crossbow and followed Deagan up the stairs. How interesting...

Rahvin

Rahvin woke yet again, but this time to a quiet knock on his door. Grumbling, he stood and walked over to open the door.

"What do you want?" he asked upon seeing Deagan in the doorway.

Sadril; Tavern

Sadril made his way back down the stairs into the tavern area. As the night had grown on people had left the tavern. There were perhaps a few drunks lingering about, not including those of their own party who had not gone to their room yet.

Sadril passed Deagon and made eye contact as he made his way downstairs, There's suspicious look in his eye, fear ... desperation. Odd, but I'll drop it for now, I need a drink. He treated himself to some Nordic Mead, commonplace in Skyrim, and sat down at a table.

Telina, teh inn

Telina, heard the faint knock on the door, and awoke entirely, she had been almost woken, as she could remember someone having a terrible dream...Rahvin had a terrible dream, and she shivered, by the fact that she had unkowingly seen what happened in his dream.

She heard Rahvin asking Daegan, what he wanted, just in case, she grasped the hilt of her dagger, and pretended to be asleep.

Deagan, Inn

"I'm sorry to disturb you but this couldn't wait..." Deagan said, pushing past Rahvin into his room

Deagan stood in the corner of the room and glanced to Telina for a moment before returning his eyes to Rahvin.

At least she's safe...

"I ran into a sort of bounty hunter earlier...an old contact of mine. I thought he was dead...anyways that not the point...whats important is what he told me. Apparently he's been tracking Sadril for some time now...and not only because he's a vampire." Deagan stopped for a moment

"He told me that the reason he's been following our little vampire friend is because he's been tavelling around killing unsuspecting women...but he doesn't just outright kill them. My contact told me that Sadril becomes close friends with his victims first, getting them to trust him before he kills them...like a sport." Deagan paused again

"I think that might explain his reasons for sticking with us...I wanted to tell you first...I knew the others might panic." Deagan said as he took a breath and sighed

Deagan knew that his half thought out ramblings probably sounded insane but he hoped that Rahvin would get it and he wouldn't have to go over it again. He sat down on the edge of the bed facing Rahvin, waiting for him to speak.

Ranes, teh Tavern

Ranes sipped his mead quietly as he surveyed the tavern. He was begining to grow a bit suspiscious, as he constantly saw people from the party leaving and entering the tavern and going up or down stairs. And it was the folks he didn't trust too well, too. Maybe they were plotting something. Or maybe they just kept going out for fresh air or something.

Ranes sighed and shook his head. It was going to be a long trip, where ever they were going.

Rahvin

"I plan on taking care of that one anyway." he answered. "He came in here and basically threatened to kill Brianna not too long ago."

He pulled his dagger from the door, suddenly remembering that it was there, and put it back in its sheath in his sleeve.

Deagan, Inn

"So you think its true then?" Deagan asked

Deagan scratched his head for a moment and watched Rahvin pull his dagger from the door.

Wonder how that dagger got there...probably best not to ask...

"I'll help you take care of him...but what do we do about him until we're ready?" Deagan asked

He planned out the death of the vampire in his mind but also kept in mind that Sadril had been granted many strengths through his disease...it wouldn't be as easy as Rahvin made it sound.

Deagan went beside the door as he waited for Rahvin's reply.

Rahvin

"Waiting until the right moment is the most important part; say, when he's stranded outside in daylight?"

"We'll discuss more later, but right now I would love to get a moment's sleep without another interruption."

Deagan, Inn

"Yeah I understand I haven't slept much within the last few days either..." Deagan said as he stepped out, closing the door behind him.

And I don't think I'll be able to sleep...I'm gonna keep an eye on that vampire for now...

Deagan went back downstairs and sat down at the bar to keep an eye out for Sadril. Before he knew it his head was down on the bar and he was catching up on lost sleep.

The only dreams that visited him were of the times that he'd worked with both Esethir and Hecate...he'd never betrayed Esethir...maybe he was different now.

Deagan found himself in a room with a dead noble on the bed, jewels and golden wares all around. He marveled at the riches before him...Hecate stood beside the bed and closed the nobles eyes.

The riches around the room taunted Deagan and he couldn't stand the thought of sharing the wealth...not even with his partner.

Now was the moment of betrayal, Deagan pulled his dagger and walked up behind his partner quietly. He grabbed Hecate and stabbed the dagger into his side, pushing upwards under his ribcage, he groaned and struggled but Deagan covered his mouth. Deagan slowly let Hecate to the floor and left him there alone to die.

He spoke to Hecate before packing up the wares around the room and exiting the window, his partner lay there dying on the floor as Deagan spoke what he thought would be his final words to Hecate.

"Sorry old friend...but sometimes partnerships must end." those last words echoed throughout Deagan's mind as he sat up from the counter sweating, his own words that night haunted him now after all these years.

It had only been a few hours and exhaustion was showing its effects clearly upon him.

I can't take much more of this...I need to sleep...

Sadril

"You okay? You seemed to be having a bad dream," Sadril asked, now sittng next to Deagon at the bar. "Wow, you look really tired, why don't you go get some rest, mate?" he added upon seeing his exhausted face.

Deagan, Inn

Deagan half jumped at the sound of the vampire's voice. He withheld the words he really wanted to say, Sadril seemed friendly enough but perhaps that was the point.

"I can't sleep...or else I would..." Deagan said as he rubbed his eyes

"Damn dreams...not the good ones." He said

He looked around the room slowly, either he hadn't been asleep long or the people at this tavern simply haven't moved...it could've been either.

"You ever think of the people you've killed? They ever haunt you?" Deagan asked, trying to arouse some emotion in the vampire

Deagan only trying to make conversation with him to keep him within sight. Sadril seemed like a good enough guy but Rahvin said he'd threatened the women...that on top of what Hecate had told him made a convincing case against him.

The best thing to do is to keep him here...

Sadril; Tavern

"Do I thnk of them? Yes I suppose. But do they ever haunt me? I believe you are alone on that one. Living people haunt me more than dead ones," Sadril took a sip of his drink, then laughed, "Like vampire hunters, or those damned Mages Guild mages, or those Dark Brotherhood cultists," he added, remembering the fact that he was wearing their infamous Shrouded Armor under his cloak.

"Yep, I've pissed off a lot of people in my time. And I've lived a long time, let me tell ya."

Deagan, Inn

A couple more rounds from the barkeep and he was awakened a bit more, it seemed that the more he drank the less tired he was...something about the Inn's specially made booze. It still didn't make up for his lack of sleep but it did help.

Unfortunately he drank so much that it also made him rather intoxicated and he started speaking freely about his thoughts with the vampire.

"Sometimes I think back and wonder if the people I killed might have...invented a better rat trap or something...they might have done something that changed the world for the better and I killed them for bag of gold...sometimes two...rather large bags usually...and pies...yes, yes....the pies..." Deagan rattled on and on about random thoughts that passed through his mind as he stared at Sadril

He didn't know if the vampire was listening and he didn't really think about it either...he just needed to talk.

"Lots of people hunting you then? Must be hard being a vampire...without pies and such...you know I saw someone earlier that was looking for you...an old partner of mine...yes he likes pies as well...man I wonder whats in this drink..." Deagan said

This was worse than any booze he'd ever had in his life, like there was some special ingrediant in the drink.