Seraph turned away from her and walked towards the Hlaalu manor. As he walked up to the door, he looked at it as if he was looking through the walls. He looked straight at the door and mumbled something with a completely emotionless face. Seraph jumped up and kicked the door in, and as the door fell so did a Dunmer that was standing behind it. He walked in through the doorway and everyone looked at him before rushing him with their weapons drawn.
After ducking under a swinging hammer, slashing four stomachs while swinging in a circle, he cut two heads off and walked to the top of a tower, cutting and killing more men as he went.
He finally reached the top to find one man and two woman chained to a wall. "My name is Seraph and I am here to help you," said Seraph as he waved his hand over each of the locks to break them. "Are you the husband of Liasat?" Seraph asked the man. "Yes. My name is Karu," said the Breton man. "That's an odd name for a Breton," said Seraph as he unchained the last girl and helped her up. "My father was from some sort of tribe," said the man searching through a crate and pulling out a full set of native gah-julan bonemold armor and a silver claymore and putting it on. "Why must you grab your armor?" asked Seraph. "Because we have another rescue to do, then we have to run away before they find us again," said Karu. "Ah. The ol' rescue'n'run," said Seraph. "Well instead I can help you with the other rescue and you can join my team. If you try and leave you'll get killed by either the sleepers or the people who are after you," said Seraph offering his hand as if to shake hands with him. "Your team? What the fuck is your team?" said Karu as if he didn't want Seraph to answer. "My team is made up of the four greatest warriors ever born to this planet, the reformed Feral Four, the daughter of the leader of the Thieves Guild, the son of the emperor of Cyrodiil, and me," said Seraph still holding his hand out.
"Really? So you're the leader of the greatest fighter's group ever banded together?" asked Karu as he pulled out two full sets of chitin armor and a sword to go with each. "Yes, if that's what you want to believe," replied Seraph now lowering his hand back to his side. "Well I got left behind, your group of fighters has continued on and left us behind," said Karu helping the two women with their armor. "Your wife is with us. Skilled warrior, Liasat. Probably much better then you," said Seraph. "My wife has been dead to our family since she started following Dagoth Ur," said Karu. "She's dead huh?" asked Seraph. "Yea, because she joined Dagoth Ur," replied Karu. "Well if she's dead then she has been reborn, unlike you who still carries the dark seed that Dagoth Ur has implanted in your mind," said Seraph now slowly unsheathing his sword. "Whatever you know of Dagoth Ur is consisting of lies. He teaches the truth and denies the things the false gods have taught," said Karu offensively. "Are you so sure about that?" said Seraph putting his sword away. "Yes and I am willing to fight for my beliefe!" yelled Karu as he unsheathed his sword and held the tip to Seraph's throat.
"Do you know what you are messing with here?" asked Seraph as his hand, unnoticed to Karu, started to glow a color of blue lightning. "I know I am dealing with an enemy of my lord," said Karu pressing the tip of the sword to Seraph's skin. A bolt of lightning shot out of Seraph's palm into Karu's stomach and launching him back into the wall from which he was unchained. As he hit the ground Seraph simply said wrong and turned on his heel. As he took the step on the first stair he stopped. "Listen to the lies the world has told you," said Seraph, then after a slight pause continued, "You can find me at The eight Plates if you wish to learn more." He then continued down the stairs.
As Seraph entered The Eight Plates he was told by mage that there is a bounty on his head. He left, crossed the river, and found him self asking a Khajiit for help in a corner club. "Well you have a pretty large bounty. It won't cost quite as much to get rid of it," said the Khajiit. "How about instead I fry you and then hang you as a prize on my wall?" said Seraph in the Khajiit's ear. "You aren't powerful enough," said the Khajiit. "You want to know how I got such a high bounty in such a quick time?" asked Seraph making sure no one else heard. "Well now you have the interest of a Khajiit," said the cat nodding her head. "I am the one that killed all of the people in Hlaalu manor," said Seraph.
"Prove it," hissed the Khajiit. Seraph pulled an ornately decorated locket out of his nap-sack and out it down on the table. "Is that the Ski amulet that was given to the councilor by the Neravine?" asked the Khajiit. "Yes. It is," replied Seraph. And with those words the Khajiit signed a paper and handed it to a young Khajiit next to her and told her to take it to the office. "I owe you know. If you need help with anything legal, let me know," said Seraph. "Sugar-Lips Habasi accepts services whenever they are offered. I've got a job for you, just come back whenever you have time," said the Khajiit. "Will do," said Seraph as he left the corner club.
As he was walking back across the bridge he stopped and sniffed the air. "It's here."