Anna
Start like approaching and then ill post
Patricia
Naturally, he waited for night to come so that the sun would not be an issue, he approached the location while crouched down, Steel sword in hand and ready for whatever came.
Anna
*At the base of the ruins was a small set of tents. By one was a cage, the priest. Three forsworn were down there, guarding.*
Patricia
He watched the forsworn from above, should be easy enough, perhaps he could... No, there was no need to transform in this situation, he was already stronger and faster than they were.

He started to make his way down to the tents with little to no worry, he had no long range weapons so he would have to do this with his sword.
Anna
*He wasnt spotted, yet. All the ones down here were adult men, warriors. But there was a child sitting by the fire. They were talking amongst themselves in Reach-Tongue. They hadn't spotted him yet.*
Patricia
The child made him hesitate, made him falter but he could not stop now, not when he was so close.


Perhaps his was wrong, perhaps he could drive fear into their hearts, of course that means keeping himself out of the priest's view.

He put a hand on his chest as he started to change, his veins popped out before the beast within basically exploded out of his human form.
Carol
Now it was time to act, he remained in the shadows and used vampiric grip to pull one of the adult forsworn to him, attempting to grab him by the neck once he was in front of him and snap it like a twig.
Anna
*He died almost instantly, but the lack of their friend made the others panic. The priest was asleep in the cage. The two others drew their weapons and stood their ground.*
Carol
He could tell that they were surprised, now it was time to drive fear into their hearts, he grabbed the head of the Forsworn he had just killed and ripped it off with ease, throwing both the headless body and the head into the light of their campfire, he was giving them a chance of leaving with their child alive, he was showing them mercy.
Anna
*They wouldnt back down, the child was shrieking and crying near the old nordic ruin. One with an axe swung at him.*
Carol
So be it.

The forsworn charged into the darkness of the night with an axe in hand, hoping to slay him and avenge his friend, a foolish hope to say the least for his right hand soon formed a ball of red energy, he shot the ball of energy at the charging warrior and said warrior would feel the very essence of his life leaving his body, if that did the trick and dealt with him, the vampire lord would turn into a swarm of bats, no longer caring if the priest or child saw him, he appeared behind the last forsworn and wraped his arms and wings around his body, holding him in place as he bit into his neck, draining him of his blood.
Anna
*The child was mortified, petrified even. The boy was so scared he had passed out. Or was playing dead. They were dead. The forsworn. He would be free to let the Priest out. He was awake now.*

*"You there. Are you here to kill me? Slay the mighty Logrolf while he sits tied and helpless?"*
Carol
He let the forsworn's body hit the ground after he had finished his meal, looking at the priest as he approached his cage, **"You are free."** Said the vampire, before he grabbed onto the door of the primitive cage and ripped it off of its hinges, tossing it aside before looking at the priest and approaching him, cutting him free from the rope with his claws before he walked out of the cage, then he turned into mist and disappeared once again without uttering one word.

Words were not necessary, he was free now, he could go back to his business with Molag Bal.
Anna
*Instead of asking who sent him, he got the memo. Molag Bal sent him.

"So. The King of Corruption sends his messenger to challenge me. Very well. I will meet with Molag Bal, and I will venerate his altar in Boethiah's name, as I did before."

He would begin the journey to Markarth to finish.*
Patricia
Shadows enveloped the crature's body as he turned back into his human form, he watched as the priest made his way to Markath, a fool challenging a daedric prince should not exepct anything but death.


And so he followed the priest from a distance.