Gregory
*Ervana's head screamed only one single thought. Do not die. She didn't hear anything the two said. Blinded and consumed but fear, she just kept killing falmer. Once the last one dropped dead, she wiped her face and looked up. Nothing but fear filled her eyes.*
Dalene
"Well now that that's done." He says, wiping gore off his armor and pulling arrows out of his chassis, "I'll be a bit... Sluggish for a bit. Thankfully my head's fine, their poison does nothing to metal." 

There were some Chaurus in the distance, moving closer, it would take some time for them to get close, though.
Gary
"Yes, but I must ask... Ervana. Perhaps you can explain why you beckoned to Nocturnal for protection. The so-called patron of burglars and thieves. Perhaps you are unaware of what my order deals with, what it stands against."

*Nothwulf looked around to spot the distant Chaurus, and he readied his blade once more, swinging it before coming to a halt. The momentum and the weight of the blood and viscera on the sword caused it to shake off, spattering on the ground. At least for now, it looked cleaner.*