The Ebony Renegades (Skyrim)

chapter sixty three

After Bowen shoved the thugs who were harassing the homeless man the first thing he did was pull his ebony mace off his hip and got into a fighting stance and it just as the thugs were about to get brave they looked over and if anyone was paying attention to their faces they could see the color visibly drain from their faces seeing the dark elf in the ebony armor gripping the Ebony blade tightly in his hand. "Oh by the nine, it's him! The ebony shadow, the most deadly one of them all let's get out of here!" The thugs looked like they were about to shit themselves as they scrambled like a pack of headless chickens and ran off. After the thugs ran off Bowen gently sat down in front of the homeless man and handed him a coin purse before putting both his hands on top of the man's head in a sacramental manner. "May Standarr bring mercy upon you child."Bowen said giving a smile as Myra also set a coin purse down next to the man and laid an elven dagger next to him for personal protection giving the man a smile Myra walked over to the blacksmith who she had dealings with the last time she was in Riften. "Well well if it isn't a familiar face, it's good to see you again did you bring more weapons and armor to sell or maybe you're looking for something?" The blacksmith asked as Myra put on her merchants persona and leaned against one of the supports to the canopy. "Indeed I do have some more stuff for you but first I have to ask how did the last items I brought you sell? I do hope you made at least triple back what you spent on the stuff I gave you." Myra said in a almost soft and timid manner which seemed to almost hypnotized any male merchants that she encountered through her masterful wordplay, attitude, and body language she could sell snow to a nord. "Indeed I did and I used the money I got to get me a new furnace as well as get some fire salts which is my secret for my forge fire salts make the fire so much more stable that I can regulate the heat much easier this allows me to make items much easier and much more efficiently, one of your friends is a Smith isn't he?" The blacksmith asked sitting down his hammer and walking over as Myra smiles before nodding. "Indeed we actually have two smiths one forges the weapons, and the other one enhances them they are a dynamic duo when it comes to the art of smithing." Myra praised as the blacksmith smiled. "Well smithing is a very Noble profession, it takes hard work and discipline to make a good sword or any piece of weapon or armor and if you're Smith's are as good as you say then I would like to contribute something if I may." The blacksmith said reaching into his apron's pocket and handing a piece of paper to her. "What is this?" Myra asked in a hushed tone before the blacksmith leaned in and whispered in her ear. "It's my recipe for my forge fire, I hope this makes your blacksmith friends jobs much more smooth from one Smith to another." He said with a smile before getting down to business. "Oh my did you go Thalmor hunting or something?" He asked jokingly as he without question bought all the armor and weapons on the spot but to Myra's surprise he offered to buy them for full price after a few minutes of haggling they settled for twenty five percent off as the blacksmith bought all the elven and glass weapons and armor. Putting the huge coin purse in her bag Myra and the blacksmith shook hands before going their separate ways on their way back through they decided to take a pit stop in the Bee and Barb The local tavern and see if they could get any bounty work. Upon entering they saw the same four thugs harassing in argonian waitress upon seeing this Ebon-shi cracked his knuckles walking up behind the lead thug and gently poking him in the shoulder to get his attention as the same asshole who was in the middle of about ready to punch the argonian waitress turned around yelling. "What the fuck do you want!?- oh shit." The thugs attitude went from arrogant to terror as Ebon-shi sat there with a pleasant smile on his face with absolutely no aggression in his eyes he looked just like a child would but to the thugs it looked as if he had just threatened to strangle them with their own intestines because everyone in the tavern could see them visibly pale before slowly backing up and running upstairs. "I didn't think so, I'm sorry you had to go through that ma'am but I was wondering do you have any bounty work you need taken care of?" Ebon-shi asked in a polite manner like nothing happened completely ignoring the fact that he just intimidated four of the most ruthless Black-briar thugs and sent them running for their mommies. "Not many but I do have a few that might catch your interest." The argonian waitress asked as she hands a pair of papers to him across the table. "Thank you very much ma'am, me and my friends will be off now." Ebon-shi spoke in a very polite manner before heading towards the others before the sound of footsteps could be heard coming downstairs as a nord woman with black hair and fancy clothes walked down speaking in a condescending tone. "I hear you've been getting in the way of my business, do you have any idea who I am or who my family is?" The nord woman spoke in a entitled and boastful manner looking at the group with that holier than thou attitude.