The Khajiit was first. Jade had meet with them on several occasions already due to the Thieves Guild having a long standing arrangement with them. She knew exactly where they would be. Veezara crouched next to her, watching for her signal. Giving it, she watched as Veezara approached the target, leading him away from the caravan.
Once far enough Jade fired an arrow into the targets head, killing him instantly. Climbing down from her place among the rocks, Veezara gave her a slight nod, and headed in the direction of their next target.
Jade grabbed his arm, halting him. "Wait. I want to try something." Turning back to the fresh corpse she closed her eyes focusing, clasping her hands together. Feeling the power in her hands grow, she opened her eyes and released her spell unto the target. She watched as roots grew over the body, a dark stem coming up from it bending as the purple flower grew larger. They moved away from the target and walked towards their new one.
"Deathbell?"
"Gabriella told me that popular folklore says that deathbell grow in places where people have had unfortunate deaths and I thought that I should have a small trademark to show my kills." She said causally, tossing her braid over her shoulder.
"How did you learn how to do that?"
"It's spriggan magic."
"You're quite gifted with magic considering you are native to this cold land."
"My father was High Elf."
"Was? Not is?" He asked curiously.
"He's...dead."
"What happened?"
Jade looked towards the ground."It's not exactly something I like to talk about. Maybe another time, Veezara."
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A Fool's Blade
FanfictionForced to spend some time away from the guild, Jade wonders about looking for work and comes across a strange-looking imperial man. He claims to be transporting his deceased mother, but is there more behind this story? After the encounter, Jade beco...
