"Just a little closer," the bandit whispered to himself as he waited for Lucifer to approach their trap. As he approached the fake injured the bandit moved out from his spot aiming his bow at Lucifer and spoke, "Drop your valuables and we may just let you live." The intimidation factor was however lost when the other two, who were hiding on the other side of the road, stood their bows also aimed at Lucifer. As they stood they, having been to close to one another and standing to fast, tripped over one another falling down the short hill toward the road. The two fools landed atop those faking injury leaving only the leader actually capable of fighting. Said leader merely sighed before speaking, anger apparent in his tone, "Just one time I would like you two idiots to not screw everything up."<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________</div><br/><br/>Meanwhile in a dark temple somewhere in Skyrim the two individuals in black from before were knelt in front of an individual in a long black cloak that covered his face. One of the two spoke as they remained knelt in front of the cloaked figure, "he was given the tools and sent in the right direction my lord." "Good, good, hopefully he will do what only he can accomplish. Should he fail all of Tamriel will suffer for his failure." The cloaked figure began moving toward a map of Skyrim that hung on the wall before continuing, "You two shall be place in charge of his protection. Do not allow yourselves to be discovered by anyone. We can not have ourselves being investigated by the Empire at such a crucial time." At this order the two stood and said only, "Yes my lord," before leaving the room as the cloaked figure remained to study the map.