<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/>"By the Gates of Oblivian what kind of spell work is this?  Giants with bows?  You have to lay off the mead for awhile Darian."  The half Breton half Dremora Lord said to himself as his jaw nearly dropped to waist level even as he quickly dove for cover among an outcropping of boulders.  The concept of a giant with a bow was simply almost to much to believe but there were three of them one of them firing off the huge ass arrow which shattered on the boulder a few feet away from him sending of slivers of bone flying everywhere. Several of them lodging in a couple places on his arms where his armor did not cover.  A deep growl of frustration and pain rising in his throat which he cut off with some effort of will.  No it was not time for the beast.  Not just yet.  He may be able to take out a couple giants perhaps even three in his beast form but he'd never be a match for all six of them this was going to call for some very careful planning on his part if he and his shield sisters were to make it out of this one in one place.<br/><br/>Unknown to Darian there was an even far greater danger abroad than he could even imagine.   For somewhere in the area there was an extremely old and powerful ancient Daedric artifact at work.  Something so strong and powerful that only his Daedric blood understood it on a instinctual level.  A long forgotten and lost Daedric Artifact.  One which directly affected his Daedric Blood.  Waves of power which had been soaking into his soul without his knowledge from the time he entered the scene to do battle with the Thalmor began to open pathways in his mind which he never dreamed even existed.<br/><br/>Gathering power to himself Darian concentrated intending on throwing a powerful Fire Rune in the path of the giants.  What happened instead both petrified and thrilled Darian more than he had ever been in his life.  Feeling the power of the spell leave his hands Darian knew it was going to be powerful enough to cause some real havoc for the Giants.  The sky suddenly darkened taking on a reddish tint as an Oblivian Gate suddenly opened up before the lead giant carrying the bow.  The air filled with thunder and a deep throbbing power as the temporary very unstable Oblivian Gate (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/ba/Oblivion_Gate.jpg) opened swallowing one of the Giants and spewing out two Daedra Spiders (http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/99/Spider_Daedra.jpg) in the process.  With the sound of an ear slitting explosion the gate vanished as fast as it had appeared leaving the ground shaking in its absence.<br/><br/>Darians Breton blood wanted nothing more than to cower in fear.  His Daedric Blood sang with an exileration the likes of which he had never known before.  It was his werewolf blood however which sent him into action.  Under the cover of the distraction of the appearance of the gate Darian with a mighty roar stood and fired off two shots from his cross bow.  His eyes glowing a deep blood red even as two small black horns worked their way out of his forehead.<br/><br/>One bolt from the daedric crossbow striking one of the giants with the bows straight in the eye.  The other missing its original mark but lodging in the shoulder of the giant just behind the first.  One of the Daedric Spiders sped off towards the three Giants going in the direction of the fallen elf.  The other immediately throwing itself into action against the other two giants only moments after Darian's cross bolts had found their mark.  With another half roar half battle cry Darian placed his cross bow back on his back drawing his Daedric short swords and raced into the fray.  His battle cry so loud and long it rang out strong even against the walls of Jorrvaskr itself.<br/><br/>There was not a speck of fear in his heart for the Daedric Spiders... somehow he understood they would not even try to do anything to him.  Which liberates his action in only striking at the bow wielding giants first for they posses the greatest threat at the moment.<br/><br/><br/><br/>