"Damnit!" Ryuko yelled as he hit the ground. This was time being wasted, and he needed to get away as fast as possible, not that he had any idea where he was going. He got back up and glanced behind him to see how close he was to the guards, but once he had done that, he realized something else. Ryuko had crossed his way over the border and into the Black Marsh, home of the Argonians. "Should keep me safe for now…" He muttered. Laying by a tree, Ryuko reminisced about the day's events. He had attempted to steal an old Breton's staff, along with a few other possessions. In the end though, he only had gotten himself caught by the guards as they chased him away. He took his cap of his head, letting his long brown hair flow down. Suddenly, he began to hear noises. "Who's there!" He screamed. Two Argonians then peeped out from behind the trees, laughing.
" Looks like the Imperial wandered to far away from home." Hissed one of them. They began to circle him, inspecting every part of his body. "What if he's armed?" Asked the other. "He's not. But look at his clothes… He's upper class, that's for sure." Ryuko was completely terrified. Would they murder him? "I could use some nice looking outfits." The second Argonian said with a smirk. Suddenly they dashed toward him and stripped him of his clothes, leaving him in just his underwear. "You're a lucky one, Imperial" The one Argonian said. "Being Half-Naked is a lot better then being dead." They said while laughing, carrying his clothes with them.
Ryuko realized that he wasn't under Imperial protection anymore, not to mention the fact that he was a fugitive anyway. His only option was to try and find a way to make a life in this new land. After a few hours of wandering, he found a nice space to sleep in, and began to plan for the morning, however, he woke up to something completely different than what he expected
"Wake up…." A man's voice muttered, pushing on Ryuko Once Ryuko did wake up and look up at the man, he jumped. It was a gigantic Orc, who was carrying a mace in his hand. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you!" Exclaimed the Orc. "My name is Frurer-Roh. I'm with the Dalfays. Ryuko, still dazed, casually asked, "The who?"
"It's an organization of Necromancers from all over the world, who come to the Black Marsh to root out Vampirism." Frurer explained. "Ever since Necromancy was banned in Cyrodiil, we needed something to do with our lives and skill. So we started here, using our undead knowledge as ways of defeating Vampires at every turn.
"I see…" Muttered Ryuko "So what does this have to do with me?" He asked.
"Well, I noticed that you were sleeping in the middle of nowhere in just your skivvies, so I'm assuming you've had it rough with the bandit groups nearbye. They steal expensive items from people who live in the border area, then go to Leyawiin to sell their goods for bargain prices…" The orc replied
"We do believe that the bandits have ties to the Vampires, but we can't figure it out at the moment. However, we are actively recruiting new members. Are you up for it?" Asked Frurer.
"Well, I can't go back to The Imperial Province…" Said Ryuko. "Sure!" He said, happy he now had some kind of life to live. "Great." Replied the Orc, "Lets get you some clothes, and then we'll be able to officially bring you in to the group." He said. "Follow me."
As they walked, Ryuko had a horrible feeling, knowing something bad was about to happen. He suddenly turned around, and saw himself facing a masked man with a bow…
"LOOK OUT"