Gary
*Nothwulf, looking up at the steam gusts, landed one final blow against the Centurion with the pommel of his sword, denting the leg even further before turning and breaking into a sprint.*

"Hah! You know what they say, the bigger they are..."

*With one large burst of steam, the Centurion slowly leaned forward, until it collapsed on the ground with a resounding thud, shaking the ground. Steam no longer flowed from its parts. The sound of machinery had faded. It was, without a doubt, done for. And Nothwulf was fortunate to have ran then, as he otherwise would've been trapped under its body.*
Gregory
*Ervana jumps around with joy!* "It worked! I didn't think it would but it did! We survived!"

*She stops suddenly. Her expression changes from joyous to surprise. The realization finally dawning upon the young nord.* "I survived! I faced a centurion and survived! I didn't run away like a milk drinker!"
Dalene
He laughs, "Not many can say they did that. Just don't let the pride get to your head." He says, taking his pick out of his bag and works on further dismantling the centurion, "This should get me some good spare parts, as well as a dynamo core."
Gary
"Ah, don't worry about Feldros lass, you did very well. But there's always a time to fight and a time to back off for later victory, keep that in mind at least. Anyways, that takes care of some of the Falmer, but there's bound to be more deeper below, and there's no guarantee they'll be so distracted as these ones."

*Nothwulf walked around the area, checking the deceased Falmer and bandits for anything useful. First he came upon the Falmer, and he produced a sharp knife from his boot, cutting the ears off of some of the corpses. Second he came upon the bandits, and there laid the one he had decapitated, the head still laying on its side, eyes wide open and skin pale.*

"Must've been desperate or cocky to have tried setting up in a Dwemer ruin."
Gregory
*Ervana joins Nothwulf in looting for useful items. She collects a few potions, recollects her arrows, and pockets some gold and lockpicks. She makes sure to leave some for the others.
While looting a bandit, she notices that they were carrying an iron mace!* "Hey, Feldros!" *She lifts the mace.* "Looks like I'm going need a mace mentor. Ha!"
Dalene
He chuckles, "Not much to it, really. Unlike the sword the mace is pretty straightforward, it's a stick with a heavy weight on it." After cracking the chest chassis open on the centurion he pulls out its dynamo core, "For someone like you I'd personally recommend against the mace, it can be pretty messy. Good against armored opponents though, crushes the armor, not much can stop it, even shield struggle against them." He continues salvaging from the automatons, grabbing bits and bobs from them, "Maybe a thrusting sword, like an estoc, or an axe." He chuckles, taking some bolts from one of the ballistae, "Although if we were to stick to your strengths I'd say piercing arrows would do the trick, I even heard some smiths were making arrows imbued with magic. A well place shock arrow could disable a squad of animunculi no problem."
Gary
"Aye. Just about anything with a sharp point or a good amount of weight can work well against armor. Spears, war picks, arrows, maces, warhammers, the point of a sword, even something as simple as the pommel of a sword can be effective. Put enough strength and weight behind something and it'll break through armor and shields like a hot knife through butter. Maces and other weapons that amount to a handle with a weight on the end are simple, but work wonders. Armored or not, getting hit with a hammer or mace is going to *Hurt*. Swords and such, on the other hand, require a bit more finesse. Not the best against armor aside from the point, but they work beautifully against anything without metal armor. A good swing can be devastating if it hits flesh or hide, and if you keep the edge sharp. Personally, I have always favored heavy weapons, but a good bow and arrow will work just fine in your hands."

*Nothwulf spoke of weaponry with enthusiasm, clearly well versed on the subject himself what with being a knight. He rummaged a gauntlet-clad hand through the pockets of one of the dead bandits, uncovering a handful of golden coins.*

"At least these funds can be put to good use now that they're in the hands of another. Whenever you both are ready, we may proceed further. There are still other things within these halls."
Gregory
"Hmm, never realized much of what went into weaponry. I just usually use a bow and arrow, mostly for hunting. Well, that and I'm usually in a place where I can hide so I'm not in close combat." *She looks around the area for more treasures. Noticing a hall to the left and two doors to the right.*
Dalene
"A great way to win a fight is to not start one in the first place." He says, grunting loudly as he rips a plate off of one of the arms of a sphere, he sets a tool bag next to him, disassembling the arm piece by piece, then taking one, shockingly small part, then leaving the rest on the ground. He grabs his climbing hook and returns his belongings to his bag, "I will say that I recommend against swinging your sword at metal. Thrust instead, slashing at metal won't do much, save for dulling your blade faster than normal use."