Dilin had made it to whiterun late at night. Walking into the bannered mare he noticed the girl wasn't there. He decided to rent a room for the night. While renting a room a man sitting at a table next to him asked "hay boy, you want have to have a drinking contest. I'm buying." Dilin thought about it.
"I'm good, maybe another time." Dilin said while taking the key to the room upstairs.
"Ok, you're loss." Dilin walked to the room upstairs and fell into bed. All that night dilin had nightmares about his past, about the fires, about his family, his friends, about the attack, and about his home. Dilin woke up freaked out. Sweating dilin decided he needed to cool off. 'Why am I having these dreams now all of the sudden.' Dilin saw that the girl still wasn't there so he decided to go sell the things he had collected from the dragon he had slain earlier the other day. the skin sold up to 400 gold, the bones for 600, and the orc sword for 100. He decided to keep the diamond for the forge. Dilin walked back to the bannered mare he saw the girl with the red hair sitting at a table reading a book. He sat across from her and made sure she knew he was there.
"Hello can I please have my stuff back?" dilin said with a smile on his face. She put a bookmark in her book, and put it in her bag. Dilin could see her clearly now. Just as tullius said, red hair. He looked at her and noticed three things her ebony sword, her dark blue mage robes, and his family heirlooms. Clearly she was ready for both magic and physical combat. His family heirlooms were a ring and a necklace. The ring was pitch black with red markings in a language all well known to dilin. The necklace was in the shape of a dragon, not like the dragon symbol for skyrim, the spikes on the dragons back were red, the eyes were white, and the rest of the dragon was black.
"you must be dilin. Tullius told me who you are, and what you look like. Before I give you your things back, I need you help with something." she said. She leand back in her chair.
"Hello to you too, nice day we are having. A bit cloudy if you ask me." dilin said sarcasticly.
"Sorry just a bit stressed out."
"so why and what do you need help with?" dilin asked. He really didn't like helping people, it ment getting close to people. He really wanted to keep to himself, but he needed his stuff back.
"i am a student the mage collage in winterhold. I need to get through a dwarven ruin to find something deep inside. But I can't beat the dwarven guardian robot things, and the mercenary's don't last long in there."
"what makes you think I can do it?" that was when dilin realizing how stupid that just sounded considering what he was wearing, full dwaren except for the helmet.
"because your wearing full dwarven armor, and the blacksmith told me a man in a hood came in with a bunch of dwarven scrap metal, and made armor. I'm guessing that was you."
he new he was defeated so he just went with it. "ok fine i'll help but when it is over you give me my stuff back."
"that seems like a fair deal."
"ok so when do we go?"
she stood up"right now, I just need to get something from my house." she then walked tords the door, dilin followed. They walked out of the bannered mare.
" I never got your name by the way." he said. she then stoped in front of a house next to the blacksmith. It had a name on it breezhome. She walked up to it and pulled a key out of her bag and opened the door.
"Jessica crimson-ice" she walked in. dilin just stood outside waiting for her to come out. Five minuets passed and she came out, only difference he could see was she had a water flask, and steel Nordic gauntlets and boots."lets go it's at least a 2 day walk from here. We are going to mzulft, it is near windhelm. " dilin decided to leave out the fact that he can telaport to places he has been to before. He might not have been to the ruin before but he has been near it. He liked the long walks. But what they both didn't know was they were being followed by 3 hooded figures in red and black clothing, waiting for the right moment to strike.
