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Fort Dawnguard, A little after midnight
Agmaer was walking into the great hall to find a midnight snack. He tended to get hungry a lot more ever since he had joined the Dawnguard. Being a farmhand was hard work but training to fight vampires was a level of taxing that he could never have imagined. So, here he was getting his late night snack of a loaf of bread, a slice of cheese, and an apple. He had to leave room for breakfast in a few hours.
Just as he was about to finish his food he heard a loud disagreement. Well, disagreement was putting it likely. It sounded like Tucker and Isran were having a contest to see who could scream out their vocal chords first. There was also a third voice, that vampire lady that Tucker had brought in! She was a bit odd, kept to herself but she seemed nice enough. Tucker was a good guy, he had been happy to join Agmaer when they first joined and if Tucker trusted her then Agmaer trusted her. Even if vampires still gave him the creeps. He heard a loud clang from where the yelling was and decided to check up on them.
Dawnguard Main Chamber
What Agmaer walked in on was one of the most horrifying sights he had ever seen. A hammer was on the ground and a row of maces scattered. Isran, Tucker, and the vampire lady were all screaming at the tops of their lungs.
"GOD DAMN IT ISRAN YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHY WOULD YOU THROW THAT HAMMER!"
"IT'S SYMBOLIC OF YOU THROWING AWAY THE SAFETY OF THIS REALM AND YOUR OATH TO THE DAWNGUARD!"
"WILL THE BOTH OF YOU JUST STOP IT! WE CAN TALK THIS OUT CIVILLY!"
"OH, YOU WOULD JUST LOVE TO CRAWL BACK TO DADDY WOULDN'T YOU MONSTER!"
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
Tucker proceeded to grab a mace from a nearby weapon rack and sling it across the room
"ME? THE SON OF A BITCH?! YOU JUST LECTURED ME ABOUT THROWING!"
"WELL IF I'M THROWING AWAY THE SAFETY OF THIS LAND, WHICH APPARENTLY I AM, THEN I MAY AS WELL ACTUALLY THROW SHIT!"
"TUCKER PLEASE STOP! WE CAN WORK THIS OUT WITH HIM!"
"THAT'S RIGHT TUCKER! LISTEN TO YOUR SEDUCTRESS! TAKE HER TO HER DADDY RIGHT NOW!"
"I NEVER SAID THAT! I JUST WANT YOU BOTH TO CALM DOWN! I KNOW THAT CASTLE INCREDIBLY WELL AND I AM NEEDED!"
"YOU'RE NEEDED WHEN I SAY YOU'RE NEEDED!"
Agmaer could see this only getting worse so he went to go get somebody that could handle this better than him.
A few moments later he returned with Dexion in tow.
"I'm sorry Mr. Evicus I just had no idea how to get them to stop. They'll listen to you."
Dexion gave a sleepy smile in the direction he thought the boy was in.
"Don't worry son. You did fine though I will need you to lead them to me."
Agmaer took Dexion's arm and led him to the trio. By now a few more members of the Dawnguard had started to watch the late-night show. By now Isran and Tucker were screaming in each other's faces, nearly nose to nose, while Serana kept shouting at them to calm down.
"YOU ABSOLUTE TROLL FUCKER"
"A MAMMOTH'S PILE OF SHIT WOULD BE A BETTER SOLDIER THAN YOU!"
"A LIMBLESS SKEEVER SUCKLING A GIANT'S TEAT WOULD BE A BETTER LEADER THAN YOU!"
"YOUR MOTHER MUST HAVE BEEN SO PROUD WHEN SHE HEARD THAT HER SON WAS ABLE TO LIGHT HIS OWN ASS ON FIRE WHENEVER HE TRIED TO USE MAGIC!"
"IT WAS ONE TIME YOU DUSTY BEARDED BASTARD!"
"YOU TWO ARE ACTING LIKE CHILDREN!"
Dexion told Agmaer to take him to Serana. He complied.
"Hello my dear. It appears there's an argument of sorts."
Serana took a second to calm down before she spoke to him.
"Yes, they're both too damn stubborn to do anything but yell."
"I think I have a solution, why don't you and Agmaer focus on taking Tucker away and I'll handle Isran."
Serana gave a grateful smile and nodded, realized he couldn't see it, then spoke.
"That sounds great, Agmaer come on, you get his right, I'll get his left."
She made sure to give Agmaer Tucker's weak side in case Tucker decided to fight back. They both put a hand on his shoulder and started to take him away.
"Come on Tucker, this isn't going to help. You need to rest for a second."
"I really respect you and I really respect Isran but the nice vampire lady is right, you've got to take a step back."
The two continued this line of soothing words as they pulled him away.
Dexion took Isran by the shoulder, at least what he thought was the shoulder and spoke quietly to him.
"Even a blind man can tell that your men and women feel uncomfortable about this. You need to set a better example and lead them. Perhaps, you and I can talk about what is going on and you and Tucker can resume your conversation in the morning or in a day."
Isran took a moment to shake off his anger and listened to more of the calming words of Dexion.
"Alright, I'm going to bed. Dawnguard! Show's over. This conversation is tabled and you are to resume your duties as usual."
Dexion took the moment to address the crowd.
"What we witnessed here tonight was just a bit too much mead, fresh battle wounds, and simple debate about the best way to cook a skeever. Personally, I would offer a third way. Slowly roasted via mage fire with a bit of sage on the side. Go back to bed now."
The crowd dispersed with mutterings of what was the best way to cook a skeever or whether one would do better to just cook anything but skeever. Dexion smiled at Agmaer. At least he thought he did. He was actually just smiling at a wall but he still felt happy about it.
A bit shorter, I know. Look, these past 3 chapters have all been written in one night since I can't post a story for 12 hours after creating my account. Thanks for reading!
