A.N.: Chapter three!

Just to inform you guys: Dovahkiin is my personal Dragonborn. He did not become the champion of any daedric prince so he won't have any of their artifacts. He will have some compensation from the divines, but you will have to see for yourself.

On to the chapter.

The wind was still raging and lightning was striking random places around them while they watched the Servant in front of them. Mash was positioned in front of her master with her shield in front of her.

They watched this man defeat the Knight of the Sun on his own while they could not match him with three people, that alone put Mash on her guard. The refugees that were about to be killed during the selection process are gathering around them, ignoring the storm and focusing solely on the person that fought a knight of the round and won.

The silence was broken by the new servant himself who looked a bit annoyed at their guarded stance towards him.

"At ease, young servant, " Mash twitched at his way of addressing her, a correction on her status as a dem-servant already on her lips before the man continued speaking. " I do not wish you or your master any harm, I simply wish to aid the people of the desert in finding shelter."

After his confirmation that he meant good, Ritsuka came out from behind Mash and approached him. He stopped six foot in front of the intimidating hero and gave him a deep bow." Thank you for your help," he said, "if you hadn't interfered we might not have been able to protect the people on our own."

Ritsuka stood up straight again after thanking Dovahkiin, holding out his hand with a friendly smile on his face. "I am Fujimaru Ritsuka, it's nice to meet you." apparently he remembered Dovahkiin's mentioning of an introduction.

Mash followed shortly after her master, her face slightly flushed for being so wary of Dovahkiin after he helped them. "I am Mash Kyrielight, thank you for saving us as well. I wholeheartedly apologise for my rude behavior." and like that she bowed to him as well, gaining an amused smile from Dovahkiin and a slight chuckle from her master.

"Ha! You are more than welcome. But like I said, at ease I do not wish to receive your gratitude, I simply did my duty to protect those who can't protect themself." he reached for Ritsuka's hand and shook it, causing the poor boy a pit of pain at the strength of his grip. "I am Dovahkiin, Archer class servant, a delight to meet you."

"Ritsuka!" came a call from behind the group just as they finished the introduction. "we should hurry up and get away with the refugees. If we aren't gone by the time Gawain can gather more knights we might have to deal with more than one knight of the round table." It was Da Vinci, closely followed by Lucius and the mentioned refugees. The young boy who lost his mother, Rushd, was right at her side, still looking on the verge of crying.

Ritsuka was about to agree with her when Dovahkiin spoke again. "Indeed," he started, "bringing the people to safety is the priority right now. I know a place were we could go too, up in the mountains." he pointed in the direction he was talking about. After confirming that the chaldeans knew what he was talking about he turned to the people who were still string at him. Some looked hopeful and other like they gave up on it all after being bared entrance into the Holy City. "People of the desert, hear me out! There is no need to despair, I will let none of you die while under my protection. You do not need this farce of a city, there is a place in the mountains that accepts any and all who wish to escape the Holy City and I will make sure that you all arrive unharmed, even if it costs me my life! So, speak! Are you going? Or are you giving up just because some fake knight said you were unworthy?"

He spoke directly and true, his words causing the people to look at each other and back at Dovahkiin. After a small pause, someone came forth. It was a middle aged man followed by a young girl not older than six. "I will follow you. I won't accept this. If you can bring me to a place my daughter can grow up healthy then I don't care." after his admission more and more people stepped up and joined the group until every refugee accepted the proposition. The archer just gave a smile and turned to the chaldeans and Lucius who stood by and watched the display.

"He must have a really high charisma skill if he can rally so many people with so few words." came the disembodied voice of Romani with the others agreeing with him, though Lucius seemed to be a bit irked at Dovahkiin calling Gawain a fake knight.

"We have no time for this. Let's go before more knights appear." The Master of Chaldea was the first to remind them of the situation they are in and urged them to go. Dovahkiin overheard Ritsuka, nodded in his direction and started to lead the people in the direction he pointed at.

"Onward! We have no time to waste. Build a formation with the children, sick and elderly in the middle, those who are capable to defend themself surround them. We will have to march until night, I will cover our retread!" soon the people did as told and prepared for the long journey. All the while, the Master of Chaldea was watching the Dragonborn direct the people and take charge of the situation.

"How are you going to cover us if I can ask? Summoning that storm and fighting Gawain should have exhausted you quite a bit." as Dovahkiin took the front of the group of refugees, Lucius asked him about his plans. The answer he received was a low chuckle from the Archer.

"Do not worry, the storm was made without using any magic and the fight was fought with neither of us going all out, so I will be fine. And about how I will cover us, well..." he trailed of with a smirk before opening his mouth again, this time releasing a shout that shook the surrounding and caused every person in the area to pay attention to what it is going to do.

" VEN, MUL, RIIK! "

The change was instantaneous. A dense fog appeared in the desert where it should have never appeared. Thankfully, everyone stood close enough to one another to not get lost, with the servants and master at the front of the group.

"Ohh, how interesting! You must be quite well versed in magic to do something like this in such an environment." Praised Da Vinci and coming from someone like the universal genius herself makes it worth quite a lot.

Before she could inquire about his spell, the voice of Dr. Roman could be heard. "This can't be. I did not detect the use magecraft! Not even a trace! Yet this fog still has some mystical properties." He sounded confused and somewhat frantic. It seems that he doesn't like the mystery that is Dovahkiin's shouts.

The man in question just gave a laugh. "Ha! I apologise, mage of Chaldea, but I don't really want to talk about my powers where enemies might be listening." he made a fair point, even with the fog, they are still near the Holy City. "So, I will tell you more about myself as soon as we arrive in the mountains, ok?"

Romani gave a tired sigh but didn't complain. Being sure that there will be no more questions he turned to the group of refugees. "Be sure to keep an eye on each other, if someone is lost then inform me, I will be able to find them. Don't worry about the knights following us, as soon as they enter the fog they will be led astray and loose any sense of direction. The fog stops at one point and will lift as soon as we are too far away understood? "

And so they started their track to the mountains after making sure that everyone is ready.

A.N.:

So. I am not so good with conversations. I hope this turned out good. Leave a review and tell me how I could improve my writing.

See you next time!