The table fell silent as they awaited the snow elf's answer. " Before I join, I must ask even though we are both grateful for you freeing us I wish to know who are you and what you aim to do?" She asked looking up at them skeptically having just met them already had a basic idea of the kind of individuals they were but wanted to hear it from the horse's mouth so to speak. " Well I can tell you what we are not, We're not a band of mindless killing machines who kill for a pretty coin, what we are essentially at our core is a group of adventurers and mercenaries at heart. And yes while we may be different races that doesn't mean we don't have respect for each other. I can tell you without an ounce of hesitation that there is no other group I would want by my side." Ebon-shi spoke softly taking his helmet off and setting it on the arm of the chair revealing the slight burns on his face. " While each of us may be different races we each have our own motivation and goals to achieve and that's what we do, we work together and face whatever comes our way as a team. This is why our group is so strong because we trust each other we would bleed for each other we are brothers and sisters in arms and I would lay down my life for any one of them without a second thought." Ebon-shi said looking at the snow elf dead in the eyes, not an ounce of wavering in his voice. " I'll consider it, while I am grateful for being out from that sarcophagus, I am not ready to join you yet, if I were to join you then I'd need to get ahold of my ancestral sword. It is a two-handed long sword handle as white as the snow and the blade is as cold as a deep freeze." The snow elf spoke softly as Sabrina walked over to the bulletin board to locate any good bounties or job requests before noticing one and picking it off the board and bringing it back. " Pardon Me ms snow Elf but you said that sword of yours is a two-handed longsword with a white handle and guard?" Sabrina asked in a soft voice " Yes that is correct, why have you found a lead already?" She asked as Sabrina gave her the paper. " Nope I did do one better, this paper is a job request to defeat the web mother deep in a cave south of Windhelm and the reward is anything that we find in there and according to that one of the people sent to kill the web mother just so happened to be wielding a sword that is was called the 'Ice blade of the monarch'." The snow elf woman stared at the paper for a few moments before giving a contented nod. " Very well I will join you for this job to retrieve my blade I believe the term is a trial run, then along our time together I will decide if I choose to join you or not." she said looking to them "Fair enough, now how about we introduce ourselves." said Myra with a soft smile. the snow elf woman nods and sits up straight before clearing her throat. " My name is Lianya Frostborne, I am the holy knight of my lord Aurei'el. and this is my brother, Salazar. he's not much of a talker, but he does speak." The mutant gave a simple nod looking straight ahead using the detect life spell to scope their surroundings. " Well let's start with me, my name is Ebon-shi and I am the champion of the three patron daedric princes of the dunmer. Azura, Boaithia, and Mephala. And im the leader of the group." Ebon-shi started as Asadelf spoke up gently clearing her throat. " I'm Asadelf and im a former Thalmar ambassador for the Aldmeri Dominion, I operate as the battlemage and support from the rear as well as the Enchanter and the Champion of Viermina but I have dealings with Hermeas Mora, im the Archmage of the College of Winterhold and the holder of the Staff of Magnus and many other rare staffs I also use Goldbrand," Asadelf said and nodded to Gila who spoke up next. " I'm Gila, im the champion of lord Hircine, and im one of the three Archers of the team, im also the Harbinger of the Companions from Whiterun," She said flashing Lianya a glimpse of her gold lycanthrope eyes. Severin spoke up next while expertly twirling the blade of woe in his fingers. " Im Severin Bloodfang, im the listener of the dark brotherhood and the champion of Mehrunes Dagon. my mother and father were members of the Mythic Dawn and im the Stealth Archer of the group." the Argonian assassin said as Shadow-step sat up "I am Shadow-step, im one of the leaders of the thieves guild in Riften and the champion of the Daedra Nocturnal, I am one of her agents, a Nightengale as Gila said before myself her and Severin are the Archers of the group." The Redguard moved forward. "I'm Sabrina in the buccaneer of the group and the Alchamist im a follower of Dibella and the champion of Sanguine, i won his daedric artifact in a drinking game with him." she said proudly as Tully smiled with his fangs visible " I'm Tully, I'm the champion of Molag Bal. I'm the group's Bloodknight and necromancy is my specialty. I'm also the champion of the imperial empire and direct descendant of the wolf queen Potema" He said eyeing her with his Amber eyes Myra sat up and spoke in a soft velvety voice "I'm Myra Silver-tongue I'm the group's Illusionist and the Haggler my parents were both Members of the Blades im not really interested in dragon slaying like them but i do fight to protect and serve the people, not the Empire or Stormcloaks ." She said as Suvvan spoke up loudly with his head bent at an unnatural angle. " im Suvvan, im the Knight of CHAOS and the champion of Sheogorath and Jyggalag, im the champion of the Stormcloaks and the beloved Cheese lover hahaha!" he said in his manic tone as Gentu spoke " As i said before, im Gentu. Im the group's dwemer engineer, im the champion of Meridia and Peryite i've also had dealings with Hermeas Mora. I work as the group's healer and blacksmithing enhancer while my smith brother Yamma makes the weapons and armor, then passes them to me and I enhance them." Gentu summarizes as the Brute of an orc sat down. " Im Yamma Skull-crusher, im the champion of Malacath as my smith brother said we work together as a duo blacksmithing team. I forge the weapons and armor and he enhances them." Yamma said as the waitress along with twenty others brought the group's orders to the table. "It appears that our orders are here so let's eat and drink hearty!" Tully said as the group laughed a bit. The Night went on for a good while None of them were drunk but enjoying the revelry as they joked with each other and lightly jabbed at each other not unlike siblings did. That was until the other patrons started to get annoyed by the lack of a bard "Hey you miserable wench where is the bard it's the only good thing about this place aside from the hot wenches!" A drunk Nord yelled from across the room as the hostess apologized for their bard having lost her voice and being unable to perform for a few days which only enraged the drunk Nord more as he flung his mug at her only for the mug to be shot down by a swift dragonbone arrow pinning it to the wall by the handle as Gila put her bow back on her back and begin sitting down to continue eating astonishing and silencing the other patrons with her masterful marksmanship. However, the drunk Nord now seeing a new Target instigate a fight stomped over. " hey you!, who the fuck do you think you are getting involved in my business like that I ought to put you in your place and shove your head in the dirt like the filthy elven swine you are!" The drunk Nord yelled as the group flat-out ignored him which only enraged him more " Listen here sir, we have no interest in picking a fight with a drunk. We're just here to relax and unwind... however, just because we have no interest in starting a bar fight. Do not assume that we will not defend ourselves if we are threatened." Ebon-shi spoke in a low dark tone eyeing the drunk Nord. Before the Nord could further instigate two Windhelm guards came in and arrested the Nord for attempted assault dragging the cursing screaming Nord out the group sighed in relief. " You punks better watch your back from now on because I will fucking get you when you're not expecting it!" The Nord yelled out before he was dragged out of the inn as the group shrugged off the death threat like it was nothing new and just continued eating. Upon overhearing the hostess saying that they needed to get a hold of another bard right away because the patrons were starting to get antsy Myra got up and walked over and volunteered to play for them. " Miss are you a bard?" the hostess asked in a shocked yet hopeful tone. " I am, I studied at the bard's college in solitude for three years and I am very good at playing the loot I don't know many of the classic songs like Ragnar the Red, or Age of Aggression. but I do know a few that I don't think your patrons heard before." Myra said as she offered her service although to their surprise offered no charge. With the hostess nodding Myra picked up the lute and walked over to the middle of the room before giving the hostess a gentle nod. " Attention patrons, as I'm sure you're aware our normal bard has lost her voice and is unable to perform. But this nice woman here has offered to take her place for a little while for you. So please give her a warm welcome." As if possessed by magic the patrons who were starting to get feisty and aggressive and were about to riot started cheering and clapping. " Ahem thank you, ladies and gentlemen, my name is Myra Silver-tongue. I'm honored to be able to play for you this evening, I should make you aware though that I am not familiar with some of the newer songs such as Ragnar the Red so I apologize. However, I do know one that you may not have heard before" She started strumming the strings of the loot in her hands in such a beautiful and graceful manner.
( here's the song if you'd rather listen)
"Out of the mist of history
He'll come again
Sailing on ships across the sea
To a wounded Nation
Signs of a savior
Like fire on the water
It's what we prayed for
One of our own
Just wait
Though wide he may roam
Always
A hero comes home
He goes where no one has gone
But always
A hero comes home
Deep in the heart of darkness sparks
A dream of light
Surrounded by hopelessness
He finds the will to fight
There's no surrender
Always remember
It doesn't end here
We're not alone
Just wait
Though wide he may roam
Always
A hero comes home
He goes where no one has gone
But always
A hero comes home
And he will come back on the crimson tide
Dead or alive
And even though we know the bridge has burned
He will return
He will return
Just wait
Though wide he may roam
Always
A hero comes home
He knows of places unknown
Always
A hero comes home
Someday they'll carve in stone
"The hero comes home"
He goes and comes back alone
But always
A hero comes home
Just wait
Though wide he may roam
Always
A hero comes home"
Myra's beautiful, soothing voice had the patron's eyes dotted with tears as her voice held such emotion behind it to the point where once she had finished they were tossing flowers to her begging for an encore. " Sorry ladies and gentlemen I'm a little tired so I'm going to turn in, but it means the world that you enjoyed it so much, I hope to be able to sing for you again sometime." Myra spoke to the patrons as Ebon-shi paid for the bill as he said it was his treat this time, he looked to Severin and nodded to him as Severin had volunteered to host them for the night. Tully embraced his cousin into a tight hug before rubbing her back. " You sang in such a beautiful voice that it would make the gods jealous." Tully complemented Myra as the rest of the group agreed "All right let's get cleaned up I'll take you to my home and then we can rest for the night and then tomorrow we're off to cronvangr cave to retrieve Lianya's sword." Severin spoke as he got off to go wash off as the group respectfully cleaned up after themselves despite the mini-party they were having. After exiting the candelhearth hall they proceeded down the side stairs into a graveyard going up another set of stairs and taking a right passing more upper-class houses until they got to the one all the way in the back on the left Severin pulled a key out from his outfit and unlocked the door. " Welcome to my home comrades, please make yourselves comfortable oh and please don't kill my pet.'' Severin said softly as he held the door open so they could enter upon entering the modest Nordic Homestead of Hjerim upon entering on the left side of the room was a doorway that led into another small room to the left of the room was a long table with benches and shelves in the cubby holes to the right of the room with a table in the corner. Upon walking deeper into the house the room to the right appear to be a kitchen stoced with food items. " Wowie Severin you got yourself a pretty nice place. Who did you have to kill? Hahahaha!" Cried out Suvvan in his usual manic mood. " Believe it or not I got this house as a gift from the Jarl of Windhelm, for catching a murderer who killed someone in this very house." Severin said as the sound of eight legs crawling on the Upper Floor got closer. " Arachnia where is my eight-legged baby?" A medium-sized greenish spider came down the stairs and crawled over to Severin who crouched down to pet the eight-legged arachnid. " how is my baby doing this nice evening?" Severin cooed in an uncharacteristic manner for him as the spider, sure enough, placed its front two legs on his shoulders as if returning the hug. " Excuse me Severin but do you happen to have somewhere where I can start enchanting this loot we got?" Severin nodded to Asadelf and led her over into the small room on the ground floor and opened a cabinet that revealed a hidden room with an enchanting table and a brewing stand " Feel free to use whatever you find in here Asadelf." Severin said to the high elf who gave a grateful nod in return and got to work the rest of the group took off their bed rolls and Severin followed suit walking into the closet to grab two more bed rolls for Lianya and her brother. Coming back with a bedroll in each arm he carefully gave it to the two of them as they curled into the fur-lined sleeping sack. Severin smiled and went upstairs for a moment to put his share of the gold in his loot box passing the mannequins that held his mother's Mythic Dawn cultist robes along with two sets of dark brotherhood armor. Once he had everything put away and had his backpack cleared out of unnecessary baggage aside from a few vials of different poisons and his Primary Weapons he walked back to the armory room and retrieved possibly the last daedric crescent that existed from the oblivion crisis,
Then he went down and lay on the floor with the group. " Good night everyone, see you in the morning" Severin said as he leaned against the wall tucked in his bed roll as his spider pet crawled over and nestled down at his side.