<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/>'Very good job shield sister... living up to your name as always, very good job indeed.'  Darain thought as he once again taking aim with his Daedric Crossbow.  Once again two Thalmor fell leaving only one standing but only long enough for two more bolts to find each of his legs bringing him down as well very much in pain but also very much still alive.<br/><br/>Cautiously yet swiftly keeping an eye out for other Thalmor which might have been about Darain made his way under the cover of the trees and larger boulders towards the Thalmor who had only been injured.  Moving swiftly up behind him Darian delivered a blow to the elves head with the handle of his short sword knocking him out fully.  Only after tying the elf up securely did Darian move to begin searching the bodies of the dead Thalmor.  He was looking for any written instructions they might have been given.  And if they had any coin or jewelry these two would find there way into the companions pockets.  The armor was worth a pretty coin as well but he was not the only one who could take credit for these kills so he saved half the spoils for Hildr.<br/><br/>Although even with knowing he was sharing the spoils that didn't mean he couldn't start stripping the elves of the unneeded armor.  The faster they were done the better.  And he wasn't sure if Hildr would want to keep up with her appointed watch or if she would be returning to Jorrvaskr with him.  If she was going to be remaining he would be sure to take 'half pint' (Adriel) with him.  Though her heart was in the right place she was simply not quite ready to be out in the field just yet.<br/><br/>In the pocket of the inner clothing by one of the elves he found a letter but it was fully written in their flowing script.  Which even after years of study Darian still had a hard time reading it with any type of real success.  The fault was in their handwriting.  Text book wise he would have been able tor read it but their handwriting was far to loopy and flowing for him to follow completely.