<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4e/Male_ch_for_skyrim.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Darian Tyberious aka Ty<br/><strong>Wearing/Armed with</strong>Dressed in his Ancient Nord Armor (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dc/Nordarmorimg.PNG) armed with specially made with Daedra Cross bolt, bolts enchanted with shock damage and two Daedra short swords enchanted with shock and fire damage.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Giant Camps<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Late Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hildr Trueshot, Adriel, Giants, Thalmor<br/><hr/><hr/>Darian had been out at the stables haggling with horse trader about prices when he caught sight of Adriel sneaking off towards the direction of the Giants Camps.  Pointing his finger at the stable master, "You keep considering my last offer, I'll be back later to see if you plan on being a little more reasonable."  The large half Breton half Dremora Lord was extremely aggravated.  His dreams of late had been filled with an eerie red landscape which vaguely felt familiar for reasons he simply could not imagine.  His mother (his aunt Tila) had not as yet told Darian the full truth of the circumstances surrounding his birth so he had no clue as to his true heritage.  He had no way of knowing that it was because of the proximity and use of a certain Daedric Relic that his dreams had gone into over drive with this strange red eerie world.  This was not the first time they had manifested themselves to Darian but this was by far the most concentrated and long lasting they had ever been.<br/><br/>On top of everything else there was this unrest concerning the latest problem with the Giants.  There indeed had to be some sort of strong magic at work because Giants simply did not act this way.  Following along behind Adriel without her knowing he was even there Darian dropped back when he first spotted the Thalmor especially when he saw that Adriel had already made it to Hildr's side and there would not be enough time for him to join them without the Thalmor getting a lock on their position.  Instead he dropped back into a position behind the so called high elves and watched.<br/><br/>There were only a half dozen or so of them but still it would require stealth and skill to bring them down and still leave one of them alive enough for questioning.  Taking aim with his daedric cross bolt Darian fired off his first shot followed swiftly by another.  His first shot struck true and one of the Thalmor dropped to the ground with a burned out hole in the back of his head.  The second one also dropped like a fly in a similar manner.  However by this time the Thalmor were ducking into cover and searching for the one whom had dared attack them.  But Darian had already moved from the direct area he had shot from and was working his way back around in a slow arch drawing the Thalmor's attention so that Hildr could make the next move.<br/>