Quintus sat with his back to a tree and sipped at his small goatskin water pouch,the liquid was practically icy in this weather but he didn't mind as he found the Tundra like weather to be rather stimulating as he laid his head back against the hard wood and closed his eyes for a moment enjoying the swirling breeze on his warped features for just a little while,a vice he rarely allowed himself anymore as his smoky black full helmet sat in the scrubby grass next to him as he enjoyed the peace and quiet of the forest around him,he was only a kilometer or so from the small fortress town up the dirt road he had been traveling on and decided to enjoy a some final moments of alone time before being surrounded by aspects of civilization that always made him uncomfortable as he was so used to being alone now and he found he liked it that way as he listened to the pleasing sounds of wildlife all around him. That's when he realized as he sat up and opened his eyes,that there was no sounds of wildlife around him.<br/><br/>He stood up puzzled by this and thought perhaps the local creatures were merely silent because of him although usually they did mind him as he was quiet and only killed when he was hungry and it seemed they understood this,sighing he reached down to pick up his helmet and pack just he heard a sudden long,low rumbling groan echoing over the treetops as he straightened up and looked around with a raised eyebrow,he had never heard anything sounding like that before in all his years of travel as he waited for a minute or two before shrugging and slipping on his helmet and rumbling as he accepted the familiar weight and comfort of it. With his pack slung over his shoulders he made his way back to the road that was a few yards away and started back up it and had just come in sight of the eastern gate as the long wailing roar sounded out again and this time it was very close as he looked up just in time for a shadow to blot out the sky for a split second as a...Dragon?...flew by overhead and descended on the town directly in front of him as he heard it roar and the screams started as he stood there with a perplexed expression on his unseen features.<br/><br/>Yes,it had to be a Dragon,what else had horns,scales and could fly,he heard another roar and saw a brief flash of flames streak across the rooftop of one of the straw topped houses...."Oh,and it breathes fire"..he thought to himself as his somewhat shocked surprise began to wear off as he watched from mere yards away at a beast from legend ravaging the fortress and saw people starting to run out of the gate he was facing,for a few slow seconds he found himself at a slight impasse as he pondered his choices here. Obviously the best choice for his personal safety was to turn right around and make haste to the next town and not get involved, but as he stood there he heard over the din of shouts and roars of the Dragon the tiniest of cries,almost like a small child's or maybe a woman as he closed his eyes inside his helmet and growled as he started toward the town at a steady run as he unslung his bow and notched a broad headed arrow on the waxed string thinking if he got close enough to use the sturdy blade of his Gladius that he was probably already dead anyways as he ran past townspeople and even a few panicked looking Imperial soldiers covered in black soot as he plunged through the east gate just in time to see a group of Imperials with bows shooting arrows at the swooping scaled beast disappear in a pillar of flames as he stopped short and his other more suppressed nature and him both did a involuntary cringe as he muttered in the shadow of the stone gateway..."..By the Nine..."..as he stood there and felt very much useless with his bow but his mind heard the echo of that cry again as his better nature got a hold of him and after taking a deep breath..he plunged out into the open with his bow drawn and raised watching the Dragon veer off to circle around for another pass as he flicked his gaze back and forth rapidly looking for survivors but all he could see was burning houses and corpses and smoke everywhere as he moved low and slow in a almost half crouch as he moved close to the buildings and clung to them tightly in a attempt to stay hidden until he spotted a group gathered nearby and seemed to be discussing something in the shadows of another building as he checked to make sure the creature was not about to make another pass and he took off at a sprint toward the group,which he saw as he got closer possessed a tall female Orc, a Argonian wearing a mask of some type and a Dunmer that seemed to be a magic caster as he didnt bother to identify the others as he slowed down and approached cautiously,aware he perhaps looked just as dangerous to them as the Dragon in his strange armour as he rumbled a greeting and lowered his bow...<span style="color: DimGray">"Hrrrmm....Hello...what in Hades is happening here?..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>