The dunmer panted as she came to a stop. That beast must be far behind by now.
Crack!
The young dark-elf turned as the sound reached her delicately pointed ears.
Crack!
Closer now. The dunmer began to worry, but found herself rooted to the spot.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The dark-elf screamed as a hideous head broke the foliage.
A young bosmer nocked an arrow to his bow. He took aim, pointing at a young buck in the back of the herd.
Aaaahhhhhh!
The bosmer fired as the herd began to run.
"Damn it!" he cursed loudly as his arrow just grazed the buck's tail. He turned and ran in the direction of scream, vowing to kill whoever had just lost him his food.
"Give us a kiss, me pretty," said the ogrim, stumbling towards her on stout legs and long masculant arms.
The dark-elf broke her fear trance just as the ogrim reached towards her with hands easily as big around as the her calfs. She into the air, delivering a hard kick to the left side of the ogrim's ugly face.
The ogrim quickly recovered. "I was gonna let you go," he said rubbing his face,"but now I'm gonna have to off ya." The beast drew a massive axe from a sheath on it's back.
The dunmer drew her dagger, though she knew it would do little against such a large ogre.
Suddenly the beast screamed in agony as an arrow pierced his back. He turned, resheathing his axe and pulling out the arrow at the same time. There, in one of the highest branches of a near by tree, stood the young wood-elf, a second arrow already nocked to his bow. The ogrim looked around for a rock or tree stump to hurl at the elf, and the dark-elf saw her chance. She leapt up, onto the hairy back of the huge beast, wrapped one arm around it's neck, and plunged her dagger deep into it's throat. The ogrim gave one last painful gurgle before falling forward. He was dead before he hit the ground.
The young wood-elf jumped down as the dunmer pulled her blade free of the dead ogre. She looked up and stared at the young elf. His long blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail. He wore a black cloak with hood pulled back. Across his back hung his bow and quiver. Hanging from his side was a short sword and sheath. A belt hung from his left shoulder to his right under-arm, at least ten small throwing knives hanging in pouches across it. He wore thick worn pants tucked into his scrapped leather boots. His face was covered in dirt, but the dark-elf guessed that if he cleaned up a bit he could be very handsome.
The wood elf's peircing blue eyes studied the young dunmer. She was beautiful in every way. Her long, flowing white hair clashed perfectly with her dark blue skin. She wore a short skirt and high heel boots that stretched up to her knees. The dagger she had used on the ogrim was now sheathed just unde her waist.
"I'm Keera," said the dark-elf.
"Nalyd," said the elf.
Keera nodded, then said suddenly, "Wait! You're Nalyd?"
"Yep," said the wood-elf.
"Nalyd the assasin?" she continued, "Slayer of thousands?"
"That's me," Nalyd answered, "though thousands is bit of a exageration. It's more like dozens, a hundred at the most."
"But you don't look a day over twenty!"
"That's probably because I'm not, and I won't be for another three months or so," Nalyd stared at her. "Why's that so hard to believe. I mean, you can't be more than a year older then me."
"I'm actually a few months younger," Keera answered. "But we're wasting time. Come on. We have to go."
"Go where?" Nalyd asked.
"To the capital. We need you're help."
"Another job?" Nalyd asked.
"Yes," she answered.
"How much?" he asked.
"What?"
"How much money?" he repeated.
"Trust an assasin to think with his wallet," Keera muttered, then said "Uh, ten thousand gold."
"Damn, that's the biggest job I've ever had!"
"So do you accept?" asked Keera.
"Well that depends," Nalyd answered, "who do you want me to off."
"Oh just a...uhh" hervoice trailed off.
"Oh just a what?" Nalyd began to worry.
"Just a very powerful necromancer who's laying seige to the capital." Keera smiled innocently.
"A necromancer!" Nalyd shouted.
"So what do you say?"
"If I take it it'll be the most dangerous and best paying job of my career."
"You'll also be helping to save a nation," Keera added.
"Alright, I'm in."
"Thank you, sooo much. Now let's get going"
"Alright let's go."