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[Konji]

Konrad awoke slowly, raising an eyelid with a groan at the intensity of the light on his unaccustomed eyes. He had been in an extensive sleep since his collapse at Ald Ruhn, straight after he had left that needy slave girl he had run into at the residence of Serene.

He sat up in a small and rotting cage, held together by a thin rope of chain links tied repeatedly around the door. Konrad smiled, simultaneously bending open the links on the chain and sending it overboard while opening the cage door with a small flick of his finger. He clambered out, standing upright cautious to avoid harming his muscles.

He surveyed his surroundings, oblivious to the fact he was bare and pale. It seemed he was on a ship just off the coast of a new city in some distant corner of Tamriel it seemed. It would be a small swim to the shore and then a shorter jog to the city, but curiousness overcame any will to escape in Konrad.

He open the door to the only cabin in the ship mentally, he himself perched atop the cabin roof. A thickly built man rushed out of the room, drawing his chipped iron axe as he noticed the unattended cage. He cursed aloud as his axe ripped from his fist, soaring behind him and into the hands of Konrad.

Konrad merely nodded to the man while squeezing together all veins and arteries connected to the brutes brain and heart. The man died quickly, a shocked expression plastered over his scarred face as he toppled over the side of the ship. As Konrad heard scurrying footsteps running to the door he merely swung the axe into the entrance, connecting viciously with a skinnier man's face and killing him instantly.

Konrad stayed on the roof of the ship for many hours, trying to explain what he had just done. It seemed that he had just ruthlessly murdered two potentially innocent men, merely for his sick revenge. They may have been his rescuers, freeing him from his bonds and getting him back to Ald Ruhn. It was too much for the young man, sending a tear snaking down from his eye into the corner of his mouth.

Finally droppping down from the roof he examined the man for the first time, still appalled by his actions. Already the tide of his morals was turning once more, a whip evident in the man's left hand. Looking further in Konrad's jaw drooped as he saw a dead Khajit sprawled over a bloodied desk, lacerations covering his back. Konrad cried out in anger, kicking the man in the face and stepping on him to enter the cabin.

Lining the walls were smaller cages housing khajits, Argonians and Imperial men. They were all heavily malnourished and beaten, most too weak to call to him for help. He noted them, remembering to find the key for the cages. He looke dover the splattered desk, picking out a book labelled 'Estimated Prices'. He opened the cover slowly, cringing from the rotting smell of the slaves.

Fine handwriting listed Argonian, Khajit and human nicknames, with a small price and description at the side. Nearing the bottom was listed 'Strong Ald Ruhn man', with a reward of 2000 Septims placed next to it with a small quote. "Of fine stature, looks like this find can handle both blade and magic...though he seems slightly primitive."

Konrad smiled in resentment at the Nord slaver's primitive view of him, picking up the key placed under the book. He freed all the slaves quickly, helping them out in turn. A lot of them turned down the offered bread, preferring to feast on the two slavers. Konrad was compelled to turn away from tehg horrible display, crying one final farewell to the slaves.

He leapt into the water, swimming feverishly to the shore. The slavers had fed him well to keep him fit, forcing it nto him in his coma like condition and caring over him. He reached the bank quickly, scrabbling up the stones and running at a distressed pace towards the city, holding his side in pain.

A flag rustled just outside the city gates, admitting the place as New Vivec. Konrad smiled at the fact he was still in Vvardenfell, bowing to the Ordinators at the gate with joy as he remembered Serene mentioning something about the rebuilding of Vivec. He entered the gates, hurrying quickly to the market to the sound of the cries of anger from the ordinators.

As he entered the main plaza Konrad realised what the Ordinators were fussing about, looking down in shock as people stared at him in disbelief. Cringing, he hurried to a clothiers stall while covering himself, throwing the money pouch taken from a drawer in the ship at the woman behind the makeshift counter and asking for her finest wear. She delivered it in haste, putting the change in the pocket of the trousers.

Konrad hurriedly got changed in the middle of the street, smiling to everyone who jeered at him. He would have some serious training to do, he was getting flabby from food and no exercise. He had a strange feeling of hope and despair, unable to find a path through the quagmire of his life at the moment, desperately seraching his mind for a thought that could put him on track.

It seemed the gods had been watching him, answering his calls for deliverance from his mess. He spied the small girl of Serene's, hurrying along the market with a cheerful smile planted on her features. He shouting in joy as he chased after, catching up to her in a matter of seconds. He grabbed hold of her by the waist and lifted her up to his height, turning her around to face him. "Jonacin's daughter! Do you remember me? Where are your parents, child?" he asked her, warranting a myriad of strange looks to accompany the sceptical crowds tainted view of him.