WG - Black Rock Caverns, Options

[King Coin]

It was just after midday when the vampire’s lair came into view. Aravi stopped walking and slowly crouched in case they had someone watching the entrance for intruders. The long grass came up to her breast. Her helm was stowed in her pack still; she will put it on before entering the ruin. She waved at Vera and Kayla, letting them know she could see their destination.

The vampires could have chosen a worse spot to hide. A beautiful waterfall splashed over the mouth of their cave, partially concealing it from view. A small, but deep pool of water formed in front of it. I would be tempted to swim if I didn’t think there were vampires just inside.

The vampires could have also chosen a better place to hide. They were too close to the city of Chorrol, and it wouldn’t take long for their activity to be noticed. Then the countess would dispatch mercenaries or professional hunters and this place would be one of the first to be checked.

Aravi flicked her ears in an effort to clear the bugs buzzing around her head. She was hot in her armor, her fur was sticky. There were many things she missed about Cyrodiil while she lived in Skyrim, but right now she longed for the cool mountain air. The bugs weren’t nearly as thick either. She flicked her ears again and tried to listen for anything while her companions approached.

[Darkness Eternal]

Vera suppressed the urge to laugh. Kayla seemed to be causing Aravi's temper to rise. The khajiit's mannerisms and behavior told her that much. She always was experienced in reading people as if she was walking in their shoes. Aravi also seemed deathly afraid of spiders judging by her comment, to which Vera replied with a simple gesture of squishing one of the eight-legged miniature freaks crawling up her boot.

Spiders were repulsive, yes, but Vera didn't fear them. Now Spider-Daedra . . .

She shuddered. Spiders were never meant to be that big.

The trio came upon a wooden door and Aravi peeked through and explained that there were three coffins within, and skeletons inside, though she wasn't sure if they were dead or undead.

“Lastly, the hinges on the door are dry. They will probably creak, unless either of you have some animal fat with you.”

Vera made a sound of consideration, and thought it out. Instead of finding a more subtle method as she always has, she decided to adopt Lycus' choice of approach. She kicked the door wide and barged in with a heavy march.

"Animal fat . . ." she muttered. As soon as she entered the three skeletons began to move, their limbs cracking and their mouths clicking. Vera shot a look at Aravi and smiled with a wink that might have been friendly. "They're moving now."

Thanks to me . . .


This post has been edited by Darkness Eternal: Jul 14 2013, 12:19 AM