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Hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter! Now here's the second one.

After I bring WindFlame inside I stop a passing boy. "You boy please take my new horse to the stables."

"Yes sir! I won't let you down sir!" The boy grins taking the reins.

"Hop to it then young one," I say patting his head.

I watch the little boy out of sight and then sigh passing a hand over my face. By the nine divines I am so tired, more and more raids, robbing, killing. I've had little sleep in the past few weeks and it's starting to catch up on me. Closing my eyes I take a deep breath and hold it. One, two, three, four, five… I hold it in until my lungs burn for air then I exhale, opening my eyes to see an angry Khajiit standing before me. "Why did you do that? A grizzly and or goblins could have gotten me! "Yes I know, but I know you can handle a grizzly and goblins, plus I was only playing with you Dar'Zahirr".
He opens his mouth to continue but before he can speak I interrupt. "Didn't you say Lord Byrus wanted to see me? Must we keep him waiting?"

Looking frustrated he growls. "Sadly your right, but don't worry you'll pay later."

"Whatever floats your boat buddy."

We walk down the corridor passing many people women, children, and other bandits. Most call greetings, waving, and smiling as we pass there's a reason for that I'm the best bandit here, Dar'Zahirr is a close second together we are near impossible to beat. We reach the back of the fort there's a bed with white sheets, a small glowing fire nearby warming the area around it. Sitting beside the fire there's a huge chest where the best treasures are kept and placed behind the chest is a huge chair with ornately carved handles. Seated in said chair is this Giant redguard clad in steel armour. Lord Byrus our leader. I kneel down. "My Lord I hear you wanted to see me?"

"Please rise Jackaava you have done a many great services for me since you first joined us at the age of five, but the task I have for you today maybe by far the most challenging will you accept?"

I bow my head in a nod. "Of course My Lord Byrus."

Byrus stands and walks over to stand in front of me. "You are a talented Argonian Jackaava for this task you must travel to Anvil. There find Daven Strawk the Dunmer. He posses a special power passed down through his family for ggenerations. This power is the key to finding a very powerful magical object that can bring prosperity The Shadow Cup. With it we could build a village for ourselves, a bandit village. That would make everyone happier and lower the amount of deaths that happen here, due to disease and such. So your job is to go fourth find Daven and bring him here or bring the secret of the power, can I count on you?"

"Yes Lord Byrus."

"Good then go and prepare, you leave this evening."

Bowing I turn to leave stumbling a little, but then "Oh and get some sleep too while your at it, you could really use the rest," says Lord Byrus.

"Yes sir."

Walking down the corridor I don't stop until I'm outside, standing in the warmth of the rising sun. "Hey Jackaava you okay?" says Dar'Zahirr.

Looking up at the sun I say, "I'm fine."

"You sure? You seem really worn out."

"That's because I am all I need is sleep, so don't worry."

"Okay. Hey if I don't see you later…well good luck."

"Thanks Dar'Zahirr, I'm going to go get some sleep now so bye."

"Okay. Bye."

Several minutes later I am in a bedroll looking up at the canvas. This mission… I know it seems easy (which means it will probably be harder than expected) but something just seems…Out of place. Something wrong. What will happen? Well I guess I'll find out tonight and with that lovely thought I'm asleep.

14 Hours Later

"Good luck Jackaava, do be careful there is plenty of wild forest between us and Anvil anything could go wrong."

Smiling I put a hand on Dar'Zahirr's shoulder. "Don't worry you know I can handle myself, everything will be fine."

Looking down at his feet, Dar'Zahirr picks at his Dark shirt like he was nervous. Frowning he pulls a small burlap sack from behind his back. "At least take these," he says shoving the bag into my hands. Before I even untie the top I can tell what it is and my suspicions are confirmed when the bag yawns open. It's a quiver full of arrows glowing a clear blue. I look up at Dar'Zahirr, his face anxious as he waits for my response. "Thank you they are sure to be useful."

"Phew." "That's a relief I wasn't sure you would like them and as you can see they are enchanted for frost damage and they are made of Ebony," he smiles.

Fingering on of the arrows I look down at my own feet. A bit embarrassed I sling the quiver across my back. "Great what are they called?"

"They are called Arrows of Blizzards, I found them in some fort near Bravil."

"Alright well I better get going see you later."

"Bye Jackaava, use those arrows well."

"I will Bye."

With that I hop up onto WindFlame and nudge him into a trot. By the time I look behind me the fort is nothing but a speck against the setting sun, so I turn back to face the front. A few minutes later the trees thin to reveal the road and I'm faced with a choice. Do I take the road? Or stay within the cover of the trees? In the trees I'd be safely hidden from view, but I'd encounter more unpleasant creatures like bears or wolves. But on the road I'd meet more people. Guards more importantly, silly really no one will recognize me. So with that in mind I clear the last of the trees and Start along the road.

Hope everyone enjoyed this chapter! Just to warn you the next couple chapters are going to be based on Jackaava in Skingrad doing the Paranoia quest, sorry if I bore you but please bear with me! There will be some interesting things going on I'm not telling you about yet. So continue to read and please do review I love getting reviews.