Chapter 4

Still on horse back, escaping The Mythic Dawn, Krazak and Mac came across the town of Leyawiin, Krazak thinking that it would be a good idea to lay low for a while. He got off the horse, but he thought leaving the horse there would show they were hiding there. He then hit the horse on the back, making it run off.

"Come on, Mac. We'll be hiding here for a while." Krazak instructed, as he brought Mac inside, walking past two guards in sliver armour and with white attire that had a patch of a horse with green colour around it. "Is there a problem? You seem troubled?" One of the guards asked.

Krazak looked back, thinking that if he mentioned The Mythic Dawn, they'd think he's crazy. "Bandits. But they'll follow the horse. So don't worry, there won't be any trouble today."

The guard chuckled. "That's too bad. I was hoping for some action today."

Krazak wasn't a fan of these kind of guards. The kind that were boastful, and always wanting a fight. Luckily, he seemed to have some restraint.

Krazak walked in with Mac standing close, to see what waited for them inside. From the gate they entered through, the west gate, the first things they saw were the side of the large chapel, of what was known as "The Nine." Which were the Nine Daedric Princes. To their left was an inn, known as "Five Claws Inn." Looks like they found their resting place. Krazak reached for his coin pouch, and didn't feel it. He looked, to see it was gone. He cursed under his breath. "Must have dropped it in battle." Krazak said to himself.

He had to get them room for the day, or more, if need be. Krazak looked at Mac, and then had an idea. Maybe if he showed the letter from Urial Septim, maybe it could persuade the owner to let them rest for free. He reached into his pack and took it out, holding the piece of paper in his hands. "Let's hope this works." He whispered to himself. He motioned his head to the inn, while looking at Mac, telling him to follow.

Walking through the singular door, they would see the inside of the inn, the first two doors next to them being the rentable rooms. Krazak then saw the owner, it being an Argonian. "Welcome to The Five Claws inn. What'll it be?" She asked.

Krazak thought about how to rent a room, hoping to do it without any force needed. He figured no sugar coating would work, since he bet she gets this all the time when people need rooms for free. He showed the letter, making sure she saw the dragon crest on the letter. "We're on our way to the Imperial city to deliver this boy to his highness, Urial Septim VII. But we're being chased by criminals who want to take him. We need a place to rest and let things cool down."

The Argonian looked at the paper, blinking while she examined the letter. "Is that the best you've got? I've heard drunks that gave more convincing stories."

Krazak sighed. Of course she didn't believe him. Now that he thought about it, the story was a bit hard to believe. "Alright, where can I get jobs to make quick money? Any bounty boards in town?" Krazak asked.

"There are none, however, there are people in this town that surely would surely need help with some troubles they have. One they see the sword and shield of yours, they'll come crawling to you." The Argonian said.

Krazak nodded, and then looked at Mac, kneeling to eye level. "Mac. Stay here. I'll be back with the money we need for a room."

Mac looked at Krazak worriedly.

"Don't worry. Once I come back, I'll stay by your side. I won't be gone for long, I promise." Krazak said, as he stood up and patted his deformed head. "You're a strong boy. You'll be fine without me." He said, as farewell words, walking out the door and closing it.

Mac felt this sense of loneliness, despite what Krazak told him. He went to the tables in the inn and sat down by his lonesome.

After a few hours, Mac would hear the door open, and his head shot out of his arms in excitement, but only saw a blonde haired child, walk in. Mac put his head back down, disappointed, closing his eyes.

"Did you bring the rent?" The Argonian asked.

The girl nodded. "Yes. Here you are, my good lady." The girl said, hearing the clink of the coin fall onto the Argonian's hand.

Mac looked for a moment, to see this girl look back him, seeing her hazel eyes and her pale skin, along with her plump lips.

"Oh, are you new?" The girl asked, as she walked closer to him.

Mac simply nodded.

"My name is Heilig, it's a pleasure to meet a new comer in Leyawiin. And a child too. I'm the only one here." Heilig said.

Mac looked at her, not giving any sort of response, only staring.

"You don't talk much, do you? That's okay. We're all shy at some point in our lives." Heilig said, with a smile. "Are you alone?"

Mac shook his head.

"Are you waiting for someone?" Heilig asked.

Mac nodded.

"I see. Wait here, I want to show you something." Heilig said, as she waved.

Mac waved back, still no words coming from him.

On Krazak's side, he asked around where he could find some paying work, and he received one that was up to his tier, and the pay sounded good. The problem was somebody's farm was overrun by goblins, and they still lurked within. So, Krazak found the owner of said farm, and walked to them. "I hear you have an infestation problem with Goblins." Krazak said.

The owner was a Khajit, and he had a hope filled look on his face. "Yes! Are you here to help me!?"

Krazak nodded. "Of course. So what do I need to know?" He asked, wondering if there anything noteworthy of these goblins.

"If I recall, there was more than 7 of them, all of them using swords. From the way you look, I'd say you can handle them with ease." The Khajit commented, with a smile, and his ears pointing up.

"Got it. Tell me where your farm is and I'll get to the exterminating." Krazak said.

"It's just east of Leyawiin. As much as I'm sad to say, it's no longer able to produce food, so I'll have to start new farm. So, don't worry about property damage." The Khajit informed. "As long as those goblins are gone, I'll be happy."

"No problem. All I ask is anything over forty gold." Krazak informed as well.

"You'll be saving lives. One hundred is good enough for me." The Khajit offered.

"Fine by me." Krazak said, as he then walked out the house of The Khajit. He then walked out of Leyawiin, and went east of Leyawiin, seeing there was a deep river. However, there was a raft he could use to get across. He rowed his way to the other side of the river, to see the farm, or what was left. He surfaced the raft, and got off of it, to see there were none around, though he could hear one scrounging around.

A goblin with a horned helmet and an iron sword was walking around, while it was eating a raw piece of meat. From the look of it, Krazak recognized it as the leg of a dog.

Krazak slowly took his sword out, and snuck closer to it, wanting to catch it by surprise. He snuck behind it, and raised his sword, as he brought it down and cut right into it's shoulder, and then again, reaching the organs, killing it. But the goblins came out the house, kicking the door down and pointed at Krazak, all hearing him kill the goblin. They sprinted towards him, all of their weapons drawn.

One jumped at him, but he knocked him back with his shield, and then cut the throat of another that was charging to him. Two jumped at him at the same time, screeching and bring their swords down, but Krazak blocked them both with his sword and shield. He then hit one right in the face with his knee, and pushed them other way. He saw the sword land next to him, and he picked it up, dropping his shield for a moment.

He stabbed both goblins through the chest, and pulled his swords out. Three charged at him, Krazak resting his arms by his waste, and slashed them all through their necks, decapitating three goblins at the same time. The last goblin latched onto his back and went to stab him in the chest, but Krazak caught the dagger that could have sunk into his chest. He then grabbed the goblin's head and threw him to the ground, and stomped onto his skull, hearing the sound of it's breaking skull under his boot. He picked his foot off the remains of the skull, and looked at the cabin, that was the owner's house. He figured he should check, just in case if there were more. A quick head poke in the cabin, and he saw there were none left. He closed the door and slapped his hands together, seeing his work was all done.

He looked back at the raft and walked to it, getting back on it and went across the river. He made his way back to the Khajit's home, and stood in front of him.

"Did you take care of those goblins?" The Khajit asked.

Krazak nodded. "As good as dead." He answered simply.

"Excellent. And not even a scratch on you. You know, you should be a part of the Imperial Legion. They could use somebody like you." The Khajit said, as he then handed Krazak the one hundred gold, as promised.

Krazak took the gold, but shook his head at the suggestion. "As much as the idea sounds good, I'm only here..." He paused for a moment, not wanting to tell his real reason. "on business."

"I see. Oh well, maybe someday." The Khajit then waved. "Farewell, friend."

Krazak nodded. "Of course." He said, as he then walked out the house, and made his way to Leyawiin. With one hundred gold in his pocket, they could stay there for at least three days, counting food they'd have to buy. That'd probably be enough days to lay low until they could make their way to The Imperial city.

"-and these are the boots of the crusader."Heilig said, pointing at a picture of a knight in armour, her finger laying on his boots. "It's said that animals will never harm you, if you are to wear these on your feet."

Mac then was about to point to another piece of armour, but then heard the door open, to see Krazak return. He ran to Krazak and hugged him, tightly around his leg.

Heilig saw Krazak, seeing he was an Orc. Not that it was a problem, she was just surprised. She imagined Mac was waiting for his father, but she could tell that this wasn't his father.

Krazak looked at Mac and patted his head, then looked at Heilig. "I see you made a new friend, Mac." He said cheerfully.

Heilig gently bowed. "Hello. My name is Heilig. I take it you are taking care of Mac?"

Krazak nodded. "That's right." He then saw the book she was holding, it being a book about The Knights of the nine. "I see you are interested in The Knights of the Nine."

Heilig looked at the book and hugged it. "I dream of becoming a crusader. I know, I shouldn't dream of something so silly. A child can't become one." Heilig said, in an annoyed tone.

From the tone she was giving, he guessed she was told that she would never make a good knight. Krazak kneeled to Heilig. "Who cares what they think? They're just jealous because you're going to become something much greater than them, Heilig." Krazak said. "Tell me. If you were a holy crusader, and they started making fun of you for what you are, what would you do, as a crusader?"

Heilig heard his question, and thought about it. She closed her eyes, imagining herself in a situation such as that. "I... I wouldn't let their words hurt me. Because a crusader would never let the words of others falter their loyalty to the nine." Heilig answered, remembering that out of the book.

"Good. Now that's what a crusader would really do. I think I already see one in front of me." Krazak said, ruffling her hair. He then stood up and looked at Mac. "Alright, Mac. Let's grab a bite to eat. I bet you're hungry."

Mac showed Krazak the lunch, showing they could eat that. And it was a good idea. That would be a good amount of gold saved for one day. "Smart thinking, Mac." Krazak said, as he then sat down on a table with Mac, and saw Heilig stood there. Krazak eyed Mac for a moment, and then motioned his head, telling Heilig to come sit. "Consider it our treat." Krazak said.

Heilig was surprised to hear that they wanted her to sit with them and eat. She had never gotten food out of anybody without doing something for them. She had never met anybody as kind as Krazak and Mac. It was as if they were family. "Thank you, Sir Krazak. You are very kind." She thanked.

"Think nothing of it. Now come on, get it while it's fresh." He said, as they all began to eat.