"Made it myself, very dense." The axe was the size of a short man, and twice as heavy. He was proud of his work. He rarely used it in battle, but it was a terrible sight to behold when he did. He couldn't string it on his back for very long without toppling over, so he always held it on his shoulder, dropping it or posting it against a wall when not moving.SamtheDeathclaw said:"Not too much of a surprise there." Lloden bent over and tugged at it. It may as well have been bolted to the ground. "Is it made of rock? Filled with lead? Enchanted to be obscenely heavy? All three?" Lloden chuckled, still watching the fight. Urgal was toying with the poor warrior. He hadn't lied about not quite being a beserker. He fought in a way obviously inspired by one, but more focus on simple dodges and feints. It wasn't as overpowering as a beserker, or as agile as a traditional fighter, but could beat either without much trouble. Mara's mercy. That hunter has no idea how screwed she is.The Pinray said:"Never met a man that could." He dropped the axe on the ground beside him. It hit the ground with a loud slam.
The Orc was good, surprisingly fast. The Redguard wouldn't outlast him, certainly.
So open about herself, it seemed she was poised to reveal his own secret to the others. Vargmir didn't want to harm her, he didn't want to fight anyone. He just wanted to deliver this item and be done with it all.mcpop9 said:"I can see your muscles tensing up, I'm not here to cause you harm. Actually, i wanted to clear the water between us. I can tell you're different than me and the rest of the group. We're each from Skyrim and each are holding, or have held a secret. So i ask for friendly, at least peaceful terms between us." She asked, holding out her hand to him.
His arms were folded, and he looked down at the Dunmer woman and her hand. He kept his arms locked and nodded.
"Fine."