James
"The Duplici Gladio is a lesser known artifact of Boethiah. You could guess what it does, duplicates the user."

*He paused to clear his throat.*

"The Undaunted retrieved it from Glenumbra in the 2nd era, now it lies in a Velothi passage infested with vampires."
Lidia
"Well I hope the vampires aren't using it. That could be an issue." He says, "Daylights burning, we should get moving."
James
*He began to walk.*

"It's actually closer to here than the Vineyard. Hopefully she hadn't sent anyone after it. "
Lidia
"Here's hoping." He says, "It's just no fun fighting living targets. They don't burn quite like the undead." He followed Zasana, he was hyperaware of surroundings, keeping an eye out the edges of their view, bushes near roads, rock piles, ruins, etc
James
"I couldn't fight them. You'd have to."

*He carried himself without any fear or weariness. He exuded a confidence that was enviable.*

"What's your story? Before the Dawnguard, if you wish to say."
Lidia
"Nothing exciting. Worked on the docks in Windhelm. Then decided I would travel the world. Got abducted by a group of vampires and tortured for a whole decade. Surprised they didn't turn me." He says, "Managed to break out, ended up at Fort Dawnguard before Isran did, but I knew the history of it. I claimed the Fort, and as King Dawnguard I gifted the Fort to Isran, as a show of goodwill."
James
*He remained silent for a moment.*

"10 years..."

*He looked down.*

"I'm... Sorry. That you went through such a thing."

*He tried lightening the mood.*

"It's the Witches Festival today, you know. Maybe a stop in Riften is Due."
Lidia
"I'd rather not." He says, "I don't care for holidays. I'd rather do my job. And ignore Mephala's summoning day."
James
"No holiday cheer for this one then..."

*He sighed.*

"It was important among us. Any summoning day of the Three was. There would be a feast, and then the younger ones would go door to door looking for treats... Even Idroso, she would set up a little hallway in the estate, as a little scary thing..."

*He grumbled.*

"No. Behind me now. It's a right past riften, then northeast."