Ahnaressu's Travels Ch. 7 Options

[Dantrag]

Forgot to post chapter 7 in this site i realized....here you go.

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Ahnaressu had been scouring the ashlands for weeks, hunting Valnor. The weeks of hunting proved to be unfruitful, leaving a very angry dunmer boy. Ahnaressu was devoid of all emotion in his hunt. Except anger. Familiar images, images that had never left him, filled his mind. He saw his mother dying, offering one last spell to destroy her enemies. He saw Valnor, the cruel dunmer who seemed so far away. He saw the survivors of the tribe, running for their lives, Ahnaressu still wasn't sure of their survival. What he saw most clearly was his future. And in it, he saw his revenge.

Valnor noted the move of the Urshilku tribe. He had seen the old site and the new. He marked the new position on his map for future reference, and continued his hunt for another army. Seeing another small camp, he made his way towards it, planning to give his well recited speech to whoever was in the camp.

Ahnaressu knew he was not himself. It was as if anger controlled his every step. Anger seemed to be a separate entity that took his body from time to time. Ahnaressu remembered the same thing happening during his fight in the Rat in the Pot. Ahnaressu need only to see Relgar to bring him back to reason. Without the baby boy, Ahnaressu believed, he would not have survived so far. Anger would have controlled him, devoured him. He would not lose himself in his anger. Or so he hoped.

An alit walked around, apperently searching for a meal. It found what it was looking for. A cave rat always cured an alit's hunger. The alit stalked silently (For an alit anyway!) on its two awkward legs.
The alit made a strange jump, catching the rat under its foot on the landing. Thinking it had a meal. The alit turned around, only to catch a dagger in the neck.

Nyph smiled at his own excellent marksmanship. Thinking of the meals he could cook with the alit he killed and the rat that was killed for him. The assassin skinned the two animals right there before taking their meat and the alit's hide back to the camp.

Nyph arrived at the camp to see four new mambers. The assassin politely offered them the alit hide, not needing it anyway.
"What a thoughtful gift." one of them said.
"It is my pleasure." Nyph said.
Nyph honestly liked nobody in the band other than Valnor, but he knew they were necessary for their mission. Therefore, he tried to make a sense of "friendliness" in the band, hoping for less deserters. His plan was working. Nyph Noted an unusual dunmer in the latest small group to join their cause. He was obviously not very strong, as a matter of fact, his body looked very frial, but his eyes glowed with an intensity Nyph had not seen in anyone but a certain young boy. Nyph told himself to meet him, but not now. There was food to eat right now. Nyph sat down by a nearby fire and slowly roasted his meat while sipping a bit of matze. Nyph liked nothing better than killing and relaxing. Killing being his favorite.

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The rough terrain did not stop Ahnaressu's angry charge. He was walking fast, no rock or thorn could stop him. He tripped over large rocks, but did not move his focus. He quickly got up, no sign of pain on his face. His focus was on something he could not see. Over the hill, was Valnor's camp. Over the steep, rocky hill, was Valnor's camp.

One of the sentries noted the boy, but gave no alarm, for he figured the boy had come to join them. He did, however, alert Valnor.
"A young boy comes to us." the guard said. "Should we let him in?"
valnor smiled, thinking like the guard. "Yes, we will have yet another person to join our cause....No one is to harm him, and no one is to even speak to him until I do."
"Yes, sir." the guard replied, immediately relaying the message to all of the guarss and the rest of the camp.

Ahnaressu, or Ahnaressu's anger, came up the slope to see about two score of rogue dunmer. One dunmer he recognized, but the assassin was asleep. Ahnaressu did not reach for his blades, but slowly walked to the center of the camp. Ahnaressu made a slow scan of the area, and spotted a large tent, obviously the tent of the leader. Ahnaressu slowly walked towards it, not feeling fear or trepidation, only anger. His hand went for the tent flap, but before he could open it, a large dunmer walked out. Ahnaressu's enemy, the goal of all his travels. Valnor would die this day.

"What do you want?" Valnor asked.
Ahnaressu looked up at the man, suddenly realizing that that was the fourth or fifth time the question had been asked. "I am here to kll you." Ahnaressu said, no hint of fear in his voice.
"Kill me?" Valnor asked incredulously. "I could do a number of things before you could even strike at me. Icould cleave you in two with my claymore, I could pick you up and snap you in half, I could even snap my fingers and two score of the people will kill you. Do you still wish to kill me?"
"I do not care what you could do to me. What more harm could you do?" Ahnaressu asked that question and flinched, remembering he had left Relgar at his small camp. Ahnaressu held his breath for a second and continued. "You and your band destroy my family and expect me to sit idly by while you destroy other families? No, Valnor, I will not stand idly by. You will die before this day is over."
Valnor smiled again, a perfectly wicked grin. With no more words to be spoken, Valnor lifted his claymore for an overhead chop.