Vladen walked with Alyne for an hour or so before they came to any significant change in the surrounding area. The rocky and ragged mountains seemed to slowly start smoothing out the farther they walked to the east. It was nightfall before long and Vladen decided to make camp. After they made camp a thought came to Alyne.

"Sir, didn't you say that you wanted the archers, that you have scouting the mountain range, to accompany us to the nearest settlement." Alyne paused for a second, "And that happens to be that city that we will reach tomorrow."

Vladen closed his eyes and thought hard on what he had said on the ship before they had landed. And he knew that Alyne was right and he made a fool out of himself, somewhat, by giving the archers one set of orders then switching it up on the fly. He was embarrassed, that was certain, but all that happened was he laughed loud and hard.

"Your right Alyne. I did say to have them accompany us. However, I remembered that I tend to dislike having more than one person traveling with me."

Alyne wanting more explanation asked, "And why would that be? Wouldn't it be better to have people at our backs?"

"Well I, as you know, am Arch-Mage as well as a master in dual wielding my deadric long-swords, and I find that people that follow me tent to run right in front of my attacks."

Alyne was relieved that his superior had a explanation for the change in orders. Though he had a sneaking suspicion that Vladen might have just forgot the earlier orders. Despite walking for however long they did, and despite it was up hill Alyne still had one last thought he had to air.

Vladen had just started to fall asleep when he heard Alyne say, "You know it was probably good you changed the orders."

Vladen yawned, "And why is that?"

Alyne smiled, "Well just imagine how the Thalmor would react if someone they didn't know came to their doorstep armed to the teeth."

Vladen let out a small chuckle, "Yeah, I guess that it's a good thing then huh? But I'm sure they is no one as extreme as the Thalmor in that city. Now get some sleep."

Vladen say that Alyne was going to talk again so he beat him to it, "No watch."

Alyne sighed, "Yes sir."

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"Thirty-six gold."

Varric smiled, "Yes Hawke I know. Fourteen more and we're ready for the deep roads."

Things got quite while Varric and Hawke finished their drinks. Varric glanced at his room in the Hanged-Man and noticed that it was rather empty of anything interesting to talk about. When Varric looked back toward Hawke he noticed that Hawke was shifting.

"Hawke, what's bothering you?" Varric said.

"Well, it's just what Flemeth said."

"Ah yes. Thing will be getting more interesting soon. After all we will be rich. Well...as soon as you get that fifty gold."

Hawke was silent for a moment before he asked Varric a question, "Are you going to come with me when we go see the Qunari?"

Varric laughed, "Of course I am! Knowing you, you'd end up pissing off the Qunari and end up floating in the water."

Hawke sighed, "Your faith in me is so great."

Varric laughed again.

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Vladen and Alyne woke early the next morning, and thankfully the didn't need a watch. Two hours. Two hours later they walked up to what was a fairly well maintained district of buildings. As Vladen looked around he thought to himself that this must be the middle wealth section of the city. Surprisingly, to both Vladen and Alyne, was the fact that they passed guard after guard and yet no one stopped them or even glanced in their direction. After another ten minutes of walking they came to a massive stair case that lead into an older building. Vladen, who had noticed the flags that hung above the two large doors to the building said,

"I bet that is where we will find the authority figure in this quaint little city."

Alyne, who was watching there surroundings, ignored him and offered his own input, "Sir, the people we are walking by seem to glare at me."

Vladen thought for a moment before turning to his elven escort, "Maybe you should explore the city more. See if there is any useful information going around. See if you can find any other elves."

As Alyne started walking away Vladen shouted one last thing, "And see if you can identify how the humans in the city get as short as they do!"

Vladen didn't get a reply, but he knew from a slight jerking motion of Alyne's head that he had heard him. Vladen turned back towards the large building, and continued walking. However, since he was now without his trusted elven archer he payed much closer attention to those around him. Unlike in the city, where the guards ignored him, when he entered the building he was immediately greeted by the sound of drawn weapons. He looked around himself and found there was at least ten blades pointed at him. Remembering that he had his armor on he couldn't help but think, 'That was a good reaction time.'

As Vladen raised his hands in a surrendering manner he noticed two people coming towards him. And these two stood out from the others. One was an older man with just the start of a white beard. The old man also wore a crown over his bald head. 'This must be the leader.' The next person that approached him was a woman with strikingly bright red hair. She also wore the armor of the guards, but hers had highlights of gold. 'This must be a high ranking Guard.'

Seeing as the two new comers didn't intend to speak he decided to break the ice, "Greetings noble guardsman as well as who I can only assume is the leader of this fine city."

Vladen watched the two newcomers eyes narrow and he chose his next words carefully, "I have, by accident mind you, crashed my ship on the rocky outcrops of the mountain range in that direction." He finished by pointing to where he left his ship.

The old man turned and walked quickly up some stairs to the left of the entrance and made a motion to the red head. Vladen noticing this turned toward the red head and she said,

"Follow me up to the Viscount's office, but make a single threatening move and I will run you through. Is that understood?"

"Of course." Vladen said before being near pushed up the stairs after the man he now knew was called the Viscount.

'This will be a long day.'

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AN

Well now that that chapter is done I have a new goal of trying to get at least 1000 words per chapter. Also I would love some reviews and also your thoughts on what magic and shouts the Dragonborn should have.