Chapter 97 - 97: Dulled Senses (1/2)
”Well, I used to be part of the companions”, The thief girl said hesitantly.
”Oh the companions, that makes sense. So who are the companions?”
The girl looked shocked, or that is what Lambert thought seeing as only her eyes were visible.
”You do not know who the companions are, you must not be from Skyrim then, the companions are a band of honorable warriors that make their home within the mead-hall Jorvaskr, in Whiterun”, Said the little thief girl with a tone of longing.
”If it's so great why did you leave and become a thief which I might add is not very honorable?”, Lambert asked
”Well, that's complicated the thief said, as she looked somewhat downcasted.
Lambert found himself a comfortable-looking rock and sat on it, before turning his attention back to the girl who was looking at him confused, ”Well go on, I have nothing better to do.”
With a sigh, the girl started talking, ” I joined the companions not long ago, just having been accepted by the inner circle, they are the oldest of the companions and hold a special place in the hall, anyway, I was just accepted when I had to go on a mission given by some rich Redguard prick called Nazeem, apparently, somebody stole a very important ornament of his and I was tasked to go to this thief and get the thing back. Evrything seemed in order, it also didn't help that the thief has held up in some cave-like a bandit, though how Nazeem knew of his whereabouts does seem sketchy now that I think about it.”
”I went into the cave killed a few people and got Nazeem the ornament, nothing complicated, well that is until I found out that those 'bandits' were in fact private militia, hired by some bitch, Maven Blackbryer, and she hired those goons to get her that ornament all the way from the Blackmarshes, I having been the one to kill and steal the ornament I was, of course, her target to vent her rage.”
Lambert suddenly intervened,” What about this unsavory chap, Nazeem?”
”The prick's got connections”
”So what happened”
”Well Maven hired the Black Brotherhood to come after me of course, she's in their god books apparently, and after the first ȧssassination happened, which I bȧrėly escaped, by the way, I fled from the companions, and to survive I took up punching and Banditry, though you are my first victim.”
”How long ago did you leave the companions?”
”It should be about a week now.”
”Makes sense I guess”, Lambert said as he suddenly stood up and approached the little thief.
”What are y..”, SHe didn't have time to react or even finish the sentence when Lambert shoved her to the side. Being unprepared for the sudden push, she tried and fell to the ground.
”Why did you...” She started but her voice died down when she saw Lambert a pitch-black arrow embedded into his abdomen.
”Are you ok!”, She yell quickly standing up, this time she heard the twang of a bow and the whistling of an arrow, turning to the source she saw another pitch-black arrow right in front of her face.
”ah!”, She squeaked out as she took a few steps back, the had stopped just an inch from her head. It was held tightly by Lambert's vice-like grip.