Thomas
*Wrenn sat on an overturned bucket in the courtyard, a small collection of assorted iron knives were next to his foot as he prepared one to toss at the nearby dummy*

"Wonder when they'll let me go on a hunt.."

*He spun the knife around and tossed it at the dummy's chest*
James
*The sound of boots clanking on the ground came. It was one of the more... Competent... Members. He approached. He was dressed in Ordinator armor, with his helmet off. He approached the dummy.*

"Too High. Wouldn't be lethal on a Vampire. Maybe a thrall."

*His voice was rather soft, despite his scarred, ashy demeanor.*
Thomas
"That's why I've got multiple"

*He picked another one off the stones and gave it a little spin in his hand*

"How are you doing today Zasana?"
James
"There's a den in Falkreath I've been assigned to clear. C'mon... I know they don't let you out much..."

*He smiled... He pitied him. He felt he could give him a little taste of something, safely.*
Thomas
"Wait really?"

*He looked up at Zasana with a small smile, turning the bucket back over and putting the knives into it*
James
"Yes... It's not a joke... Just keep it down."

*He drew his sword, it had a wavy blade... With a strange enchantment... A deep reddish black glow around it.*

"So get your things."
Thomas
"I have everything I own already"

*He patted the two sheathed knives on his hip before nodding to Zasana*

"Two knives.. And the armor I'm wearing"
James
*He scoffed.*

"Well... If it works for you I won't make fun of it. You just seem a little underequipped."

*He turned to the gate.*
Thomas
"Nobody's taught me how to use a sword effectively, nor am I strong enough to really swing an axe.. So the two knives are the only options"

*Wrenn began to follow behind Zasana*
James
*He pushed open the gate, and mounted one of the Dawnguard war horses.*

"Get on the back."

*He put his helmet on. The helmet was broken over his left eye... His scarred face poked through it.*
Thomas
*Wrenn climbed up onto the horse and looked around*

"This is a new feeling.. Never been on a horse before"
James
"Where in oblivion are you from? How did they even let you into the Dawnguard?"

*It was halfway an insult. But also curiosity. He had the horse begin moving and take them to Falkreath. Would be a few hours.*
Thomas
"Oh I'm from Riften... You know the Orphanage in the city."

*He looked around as they rode towards Falkreath, watching the trees*
James
"That explains quite a bit then. I suppose we're somewhat similar... Very sheltered, isolated childhoods. Though you didn't live under the rule of a vampire..."

*The cape over his left shoulder was underneath him so it wasn't flapping in Wrenn's face the whole time... They were going rather fast.*
Thomas
"She's definitely was a hag, but I moved into the forests when I was old enough.. It was a very interesting experience most days"
James
"I picked grapes in the cold most days... Other's i was being indoctrinated into a little pseudo-cult. It was a comfortable life though... Learned to fight... But it didn't feel right serving a vampire."
Thomas
"Grapes like little berries? That's an odd thing for someone who's serving a Vampire to gather, didn't realize they ate grapes"
James
"It was a Vineyard... She made wine. She would keep a special stock with blood in it for herself. She never really preyed on people... She'd use the dead or a willing servant. She's one of the better ones... Not a savage like the ones we're after today."
Thomas
"That's pretty cool of her, doubt Speaks wouldn't choose to try kill her anyway though, he's very anti-all vampires from what I've gathered"
James
"He did. That's when i left her. There will come a day when... When he will. I dont think i ever could."

*They were about halfway there now.*
Thomas
"He's definitely a character, not sure I agree with his points sometimes or his methods"
James
"I didn't join to argue his morals. I joined for an escape."

*He frowned.*

"His heart is in the right place but he's a fanatic."
Thomas
*He nodded and began to look at the trees again*

"I've never been this far away from the fort, it's very pretty"
James
"I'm still exploring myself... I've never been west of Whiterun. I'd like to see the Reach... Or morrowind..."

*They were now in the hold. The forests here... A bit gloomy... Spooky. They would stop at the actual city of Falkreath, leave the horse there, then walk to the Den.*
Thomas
"Morrowind is pretty far away isn't it? Would be a long journey to ge there"
James
"Just over the mountains. It's my homeland... The Ashlands of Vvardenfell. I've never seen it though... My family were all refugees. We ended up on that Vineyard."
Thomas
"Skyrim has a lot of mountains, which ones are Morrowind over? And that's pretty unfortunate you weren't able to see your homeland"
James
"The ones to the east. The Velothi Mountains, where the Fort is. Named after Saint Veloth, who guided our people from Summerset. There are 2 major dunmer cultures... The Ashlanders and the Great Houses... I'm an ashlander... My full name is Zainzabi Sannasabour. I shorten it for ease of pronunciation... "Za-Sana."."
Thomas
"Oh so it's not as far as I thought it was.. Maybe I should learn to read. Zainzabi Sannasabour is a cool name"

*He butchered the pronunciation*
James
"You probably should learn to read. Not to push it on you... But its important."

*They were nearing Falkreath proper.*

"Do you need any supplies before we go for the Den?"
Thomas
"No I don't think I do, got everything I normally have, and everything I still own"

*He patted the two knives again before nodding*