Gary
"Indeed... But there is still the matter of your prayer to Nocturnal, Ervana. I must ask that you come with me until we can sort things out with you. Feldros, you need not involve yourself in this. My order only concerns itself with the Daedra. Please, do not be hesitant. I will not harm you if I don't have to, and I would prefer to avoid violence."

*Nothwulf looked dead on to Ervana, peering through the slits in his helm. He didn't move too much, but he was clearly focused on her.*
Gregory
*Ervana freezes where she stands near Feldros. What should she say or do? This guy will clearly harm or arrest her for her beliefs. She knows what happens to Talos worshippers when they cross paths with Thalmor, will the same thing happen here?*

*She takes a step closer towards Feldros.* "Um... Sh-shouldn't we worry about getting out of here first?"
Dalene
The visceral sound continues, up until Nothwulf threatens Ervana. He stands up, "There's no need for that, Knight." He says, despite his face being covered you can feel the cold glare coming from him. "Order must be kept, the scales are balanced, by harming her you will tip the scales the wrong way." He says, "And I will not stand for that." The grip he has on his mace tightens, "The lass is right, we should leave and get on with our lives."
Gary
*Nothwulf's helm turned slowly to face Feldros. It seemed he was returning the cold glare, and the jolly demeanor was faded.*

"Feldros. I have a duty to my order, and to Ebonarm. Most daedra stand against mortals, bringing chaos, conflict, unnatural events. Ebonarm may be the God of War, but he is no warmonger. Listen to reason. Ervana will not be harmed, only spoken to. Stay your weapon, and I shall stay mine. Raise your weapon, and I will raise mine. Neither of us want this fight."

*It was unusual, perhaps slightly disturbing, how calm Nothwulf's voice was. Tensions were raising, but he remained controlled. Yet his hand moved to his greatsword, preparing for whatever happened next.*
Gregory
*Ervana can feels the tension rising. These two were about to fight and it was all because of her. This is exactly why she prefers the safety of the shadows and vegetation of Tamriel's wilds.

She steps behind Feldros and put her hand on his shoulder.* "Unhand your mace my friend, and you your sword."

*She sighs deeply before continuing to speak.* "This won't be solved until I come clean."

*Ervana turns and looks Nothwulf in the eyes.* "Yes. I worship not only the Aedra, Talos, but I also worship the Deadric Prince, Nocturnal. I understand many Deadra are seen as evil, but Nocturnal isn't. Many thieves may worship her but I only call upon the lady of shadows to aid me in battle or protection. As you may have noticed, once I enter the shadows, I completely disappear."

*To prove her point, Ervana backs into the closest shadowy corner and disappears. Only to reappear moments later from the shadows on the other side of clearing.* "It's as if she allows me to use them as portals to teleport away from danger."
Dalene
"Yes, I know about the tenets of your God, Knight." He says, his voice calm and determined, "She has not committed any crime, nor has she sinned against you, yet you'd arrest her for her choice in worship." He stands firm, hooking his mace into a loop fashioned into his belt, "You'd have to arrest both of us. For I worship daedra of my own. Jyggalag and Peryite, the Lords of Order. You are picking a fight you cannot win, so if I were you I would let us leave in peace."
Gary
"Victory or defeat, I will not falter in my loyalty."

*Nothwulf broke into a charge towards Feldros, drawing his greatsword by the blade and hefting it in his hands. As he drew closer, he moved as if to swing, only to attempt to knock Feldros down by shoving his foot into his torso.*
Gregory
*The sudden fighting causes Ervana to panick! Quickly thinking, she pulls out one of her weakest paralysis poisons, dips two arrows, and fires them at the fight men. The poison takes effect and their movements slow to a stop.* "I'm so sorry for shooting both of you but there is no need to fight! It will wear of in a few seconds, but remember, Talos worshippers are dealing with this exact problem by the Thalmor! Why can't we all just accept each other's beliefs and move on!"

*While paralyzed, Ervana disarms both of them, gathers her own weaponry, and places them a safe distance away. Once she returns to the guys on the ground, she sits down between them.* "Okay, you should be able to start moving now. Slowly, or you might pull a muscle. No one is getting their weapons back until we talk this out like civil men and mer."
Dalene
He takes a strong stance, preventing the kick from properly knocking him down. Lucky for him the only part of him that can be effected by poison is his head, so the poison has no effect, "Not sure why you fired at me. I didn't do anything." He says, slapping her hand before she can take his mace, "Drink the potion I gave you if he tries anything again." He picks up Nothwulf's blade, placing his hands in the center of the blade, ready to break it in half, "Listen to the lass. I am more than happy to work out our differences, Knight."
Gary
*Nothwulf rose to his feet, still donned in his armor, but now lacking his weapon. Which was, of course, in Feldros' hands.*

"...Very well. You want to leave, no? Then all I ask is my weapon back, and I will not stop you."

*He still seemed somewhat calm, but it wasn't hard to tell he was irritated by the loss. Lost pride hurts like hell, as it turns out.*