Chapter 3 - Impaired

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Being inside the cave came as a surprising form of relief to Savos. It was cold and windy outside and inside it was warmer, but still very ugly and the smell was horrific.

"Death, a smell Ill never forget!" Takes-in-light said,

"We must press forward, that is if you all want to find Herbane, from then we can find Paratus Decimius and learn why he is in Skyrim" Deneth said, Savos shivered and turned to Donjar,

"We must get to the end of this, from then we will all be allowed to rest" Savos said, Donjar nodded,

"I agree, plus I want to ask Herbane something about Werewolves!" Donjar said, laughing,

"Donjar you are 17, not 12 and there shall be no playing around on this highly dangerous mission" Deneth said, Donjar nodded and they started walking.

After much fighting they came to a large open room with three pillars. Donjar, who had been badly injured while fighting a Draugr Overlord was unconscious on Savos' back, and Savos' knees were giving way.

"I cant hold him much longer Deneth" Savos said,

"You have done well, Donjar's life started well and ended in honour, you can lay him there, we will never get out of here with him" Deneth said,

"No, we cannot leave him here, he is still breathing" Savos said,

"If you wish to have him on your back while you walk back to the College then I am proud of you, but, not even I could do it" Deneth replied,

"Then I shall prove myself better than you!" Savos said,

"Show me!" Deneth said smiling, "Who has the purple claw?" Deneth asked,

"I!" Atmah replied, holding out a purple metallic object,

"Dragon, wolf, fish, Dragon, wolf, fish" Deneth said and he turned he pillars. Eventually what was once a large stone wall crumbled to show a large, stone circular room covered in moss and with a lever in the middle. Draugr came from all sides. Savos equipped firebolt and shot the draugr, eventually killing them all.

"Atmah, pull the lever" Deneth said,

"Yes Archmage" Atmah replied and she pulled the lever in the centre of the room. All of a sudden a hole opened in the walls of the circular room and Herbane walked in. Herbane was a short, very old man wearing a full set of steel armour, without a helmet.

"Archmage Deneth, please, don't take me away, I have done nothing to you! Please I beg you it wasn't me!" Herbane said, dropping a tankard on the ground, mead flowing out,

"You don't even know why we are here!" Savos shouted,

"Allow me to do the talking" Deneth replied, "Herbane, you wouldn't happen to know of anyone called Paratus Decimius would you?"

"Paratus Decimius, well, let me think" Herbane said,

"Herbane!" Elvali Veren said readying a spike of ice,

"Yes, I know Paratus! A member of the synod, I met him in the Bannered Mare in Whiterun, said he had heard of me and told me he was going to a dwarven ruin, never heard of him again, you need him?" Herbane said,

"Yes, we have some questions to ask him, which dwarven ruin do you speak of?" Deneth said, stroking his long white beard,

"M, Mz, M Z something, maybe, Mzinchaleft! Yes, Mzinchaleft!" Herbane said,

"And where is the way out of here?" Savos asked, wincing in pain with Donjar on his back,

"An impaired mage! Kynareth! Take him to the Temple of Kynareth in Whiterun, they will have him fixed in no time!" Herbane said,

"Thank you Herbane, anyway, we must off, the way out?" Elvali said,

"Yes!" Herbane said equipping a spell in both of his hands, "UP!" he said and cast the spell.

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