Jessica was uncomfortable because of two reasons. The first reason was because of the hooded man walking next to her. She liked it when it was quiet, but this was a bit too quiet. He just walked not saying anything, he gave off a good first impression, but she still didn't know anything about this person. The second reason was because she felt like they're being fallowed. She didn't know if she was being paranoid because of the man, or if they're actually being fallowed. Her thoughts were cut off by the sound of crying coming from the forest. "You here that?" she asked dilin.

"Yes, this way!" dilin said starting to run toured the crying, Jessica fallowed. Almost there they saw a humanoid figure leaning on a tree. Once they got there Jessica walked toured the figure.

"Hey, are you ok?" she asked. Once she got close the ground began to glow red. Dilin acted fast he grabbed her and pulled her back. He cast a powerful ward spell to block the oncoming explosion. Everything was engulfed in flames. Once the smoke cleared the humanoid figure fell flat on the ground. "Thanks for the save." She looked at the figure laying 10 feet away from her. It was a human size doll with cloths and a wig on.

"A trap." Dilin said pulling out one sword with his right hand and making a thunder bolt in the other. Jessica pulled out her ebony sword and stood ready. "Stay alert who know who set that up." Three people walked into the open, red and black leather armor "the brotherhood." Dilin said looking at the three men.

The first spoke up "dilin heartfall. The price on your head just grew." The man said. He was a wood elf with a dwarven dagger and a steel sword. The second man was an orc with an orcish sword in his hand. The third man was a nord no weapons. Which means he is probably a mage.

"And why is that?" dilin said getting ready for a fight. Jessica saw the orc move to try and get around, same with the nord he was moving around the other side.

"Because ulfric was the brotherhoods kill, not yours. 500k of gold coins for whoever brings you back dead. 900k if we bring you back alive. The boss wants you to suffer before she kills you. Since every one of our brothers who died by your hand fought you alone, we decided to kill you as a group and split the earnings three ways." The two men were in position behind dilin and Jessica. The orc was ready to charge her and the nord mage readied his firebolt. Jessica was ready to fight both of them while dilin was getting ready to fight the leader.

"It's going to be a bit hard to collect your money without any hands or legs"

"We'll see about that." With that he charged dilin and him where in a sword lock in a second. The wood elf tried to stab dilin with the dagger but dilin had grabbed his arm to stop the blade, then looked at the man smiling. Behind dilin, Jessica was clashing swords with the orc while using a ward spell to block the firebolts trying to hit her. She quickly made a frost spike and launched it into the orcs leg. He screamed in pain, he unable to get up because of the large shard in his leg. She quickly charged the mage and shooting shard after shard at him. He used a ward to block her attacks, when she got close enough she swung her sword. It entered his shoulder and stopped about seven inches into his body. She pulled out her sword and the man fell on the ground bleeding out. She walked up to the orc and shot a shard into his heart. She turned to dilin and his opponent and saw the wood elf violently shaking. Suddenly the shaking stopped and the man fell to the ground dead. Once everything was over dilin began to loot the bodes, took a few emeralds and about 50 gold coins. and with that the both of them moved on.

"That was pretty fun." She said. As they walked she noticed it was starting to go back to silence so she decided to start a conversation. "So the brotherhood wants you dead? Who do you think put them on your trail?"

"The thalmor." He said

"What did you do to piss them off, piss in their plants?"

"I killed there previous ambassador. They were pretty pissed about it. The brotherhood thought it would be an easy job, they have been chasing me all around skyrim for about 4 years now."

"Why did you do it?"

"I had my reasons." As he said that he changed into his mage cloths.

"How the heck did you do that?"

"You are just full of questions aren't you?" he said looking at her and smiling.

"What can I say I'm a queries person, and you are a mysterious one."

"How about this, we survive the dwarven ruins and I'll answer your question."

"deal." She stuck out her hand and dilin shook it.

"It's getting dark we should make camp in that cave." He said pointing at the narrow opening. As they went in it was a small cave with a troll in the middle sleeping. Dilin stopped her before she could walk any further seeing the troll. He pulled out his swords hoping to kill it before it wakes up, however the sound of the swords coming out of there sheathes reached the trolls sensitive ears and it woke up. 'Shit' he thought to himself. He moved forward quickly and stabbed its gut but it didn't faze the troll as it threw dilin back. The swords were sticking out of its gut but there was no bleeding. 'Dam these trolls and there fast healing.' thinking about what to do he remembered something as the troll was hitting the ground in rage, metal is a great conductor. He charged his shock and let it loos on the two swords in the trolls gut. In a violent shake the troll fell on the floor dead. He walked to it and pulled his swords from its gut. Pulling out a cloth from his bag he cleaned off his swords. "We can stay here for the night. I'll go and get some fire wood you can set up you sleeping bag."

"I don't have one." She said plainly."

"What?"

"I didn't bring one."

"So you're telling me you set off on a two day long trip and didn't pack a sleeping bag?"

"Well I thought we were going to be sleeping on rocks and stuff not in cave on the dirt." Dilin reached into his bag and pulled out two sleeping bags.

"You're lucky I always keep an extra." He tossed both of them to her and she began to set them up as he got the wood to burn.

"Why do you keep two sleeping bags?" she asked as he set the pile of wood on fire and sat down.

"It is a crazy story. One day I was woken up by a bandit about to stab me. Me and his friends fought, and when it was over my sleeping bag was all torn up. Been traveling with an extra ever since." They began to talk until they both decided to go to sleap.