Two figures walked slowly over the swamp like hills of Hjaalmarch, it was the dead of night and the clouds hung closely to the sky blocking most of the light from the single moon from above. While one figure, a woman wearing dark, light cloth armor walked with ease and grace over stones and sticks, her black hair held in her brads she was deathly pale, yet she was also fit. The other was having a bit more trouble tripping over small roots or stones, his armor was heavy, yet barely made a sound as he walked, from the looks of it he was a male, and his helmet blocked the view to his face.
The woman looked over with her glowing yellow eyes "How far are we?" She asked softly, truth was she was tired, not from lack of sleep but of blood.
The man stopped and looked around for a landmark "Not far, I can see it from here." He said casually, he was looking for his home Windstad Manor. Being the closest option for him to rest without heading into a town. "Only a few people should be there, Serana."
Serana nodded, though it was dark outside she still wore her hood up. Raven had told her about the area they were in, how it was filled with vampires. The last thing she wanted was to be killed after finally being set free. She cast a curious glance at her savior.
Raven was a tall Nordic man, he had removed his helmet to speak with her back at the Crypt. He looked like he was carved from ice, just from how pale and cold he looked. His eyes were like a fresh snow white and his hair which he grew down to his shoulders was a dark black, darker than her own. He couldn't be more than 22 or 25 but he knew his stuff, just from the little show of getting out of the Crypt and getting to her.
He was a warrior, but a unique with his fighting style. He only used a sword to fight in combat, a dagger or bow if he was going for a silent kill and a shield to block. If she was to guess he had to be one of the best blades men in the province. However the way he moved made her think, Thief or Assassin just at how silent he was.
Raven seemed to only use Ebony for his weapons and the craftsmanship was amazing, there were Runes wrapped around certain places in his armor, she could feel the magicka rolling off of the metal when she got too close.
"We're here." He whispered walking through an arch way.
Serana looked up and was slightly amazed, the place was beautiful and well maintained, from the outside look it had an entrance hall, the main hall and a kitchen of sorts based on the single fireplace. It was a two story but she had a feeling it had a basement as well. Two towers rose from the ground at the right and rear of the house, to the left was a slopped room with no second story.
"I built this a month ago, I think I did a good job all by myself." He said in a calm tone looking around for something, from here she could hear him whisper something, it sounded like Ancient Norse.
With a start he threw his shield into the dirt, pulled out his bow, drew a lone arrow then fired it into the dark. A mangled cry and hiss could be heard then, a pair of glowing yellow eyes appeared from the shadows "They followed us here." He muttered firing another shot at the eyes.
Serana drew her dagger and closed her left hand focusing on fire, a fire ball quickly morphed and she sent it out after the Vampire or Vampire's.
Raven tossed his bow away and grabbed his shield quickly, he saw something Serana missed. A faint outline of a person, the person slammed his sword into Raven's shield. Which the Nord blocked, slid out of and sent a shield punch at him aiming for the face or neck.
A sick crush and a gurgle let him know that he hit the creature's neck. "Lass" He whispered looking for the outline of the other Vampire. Which he found and threw the shield at, drawing his dagger as the fanged monster was hit by the shield, he threw that as well. The roar of pain let him know he hit but not anywhere vital.
