It was a slaughter.
C. asked me to describe what happened at Shishara, and that’s what I said. Then I elaborated.
“There was a breton woman in the entryway, maybe standing watch. She had red hair. Anyway, she wasn’t looking when I entered the door, so I stalked up behind her and slashed off her head with Kills-You-Dead”—my daedric dagger. “I searched the body; she wasn’t even armed. I don’t know why they’d post an unarmed woman on watch… in any case, I continued inside. Down a ramp to the right I found a bosmer—I got him by surprise too, with Kills-You-Dead. He carried a steel dagger, but he was unarmored so killing him was easy. Inside a room down there was an archer, another bosmer. I shot a bolt into her, then she tried to draw her long bow when she should have dove for cover. Another shot killed her. I searched the room some; there was nothing particularly valuable. Back the other way I eventually ran into the main living space, I guess. I took out another breton woman with a couple bolts, then did the same to another bosmer girl. Neither of them were armed. Up a set a stairs I found the leader, the wizard. I had put a couple bolts in him before he even started trying to cast this big fireball at me. The third bolt put a stop to any of that. He had a staff, and a bunch of books up in that room of his.”
“I’d have been taking more of a risk against scribs, sir.”
C. just sat there for a moment, considering my words. I downed half a bottle of brandy before he spoke.
“I didn’t expect it would be much of a test for you. That will change.”
“You mean some Telvanni can actually fight?”
“From what I’ve heard, Al, rogue Telvanni are rogues because they’re not strong enough to seize territory away from the others. We’ll get into Telvanni culture more. First, you said something about a bandit cave. Tell me about it.”
“Shushishi. Just over the mountains directly east of Caldera. I killed six bandits and freed four slaves. I confiscated two bottles of brandy, one of flin, a journeyman’s lockpick, a master’s probe, a potion of frost shield, a couple of slave keys, a ring, an amulet, and two vials of skooma.”
“I recommend selling the skooma to Ra’Virr post-haste. I know it’s illegal”—he held up his skooma pipe—“but you’ll need more funds than the Empire can supply you. Just sell it quickly; I’d hate to see my newest agent get busted for possession.”
I nodded my understanding.
“Good. Now we can talk about the Telvanni.”
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