Shit. One thing I really didn’t consider when creating my new body was that I wouldn’t be playing a game… Those fucking armor won’t just change size between two wearers. I can’t close the laces of this clothes armor but fuck it, that will do the job for the time being.

Also, change of weapon, the sword goes in the bag with the rest, the shield goes on my back, the edge at the level of my neck to protect it, an axe in my right hand and the other at my right hip for a quick draw when I’m out of magic.

“Okay, I’m ready. We can go down the stairs and deal with what’ll await us downstairs.” (Mars)

“Want me to go first?” (Hadvar)

“Bad idea, if we encounter stormcloaks, they’ll attack before you could utter a single word. If I go first and we encounter imperials, you could always vouch for me before they could really hurt me. I still have the imperial armor on me.” (Mars)

“Ladies first then. *grin*” (Hadvar)

“Well, seems like I have to watch my back too if you’re behind me. *grin*” (Mars)

“Okay, that one was easy.” (Hadvar)

“Okay, here we are. Let’s advance very slowly and against the wall. With Alduin out there I wouldn’t be surprised if the roof fall on our heads.” (Mars)

“Good idea… do you feel that?” (Hadvar)

“Yep, get back to the end of the corridor…” (Mars)

*Rumble* *RUMble* *BOOM*

“Kof, kof. Shit, that’s a lot of dust…” (Mars)

“Where do we go now? The corridor is blocked.” (Hadvar)

“There’s a room on the left that we can take. I’ll go first to see if there are people in there, if there are and they are stormcloaks, I’ll let the door open so that you can hide behind as I lure them outside. If they are imperials I’ll let you know immediately.” (Mars)

“Good enough for me. How will I know if they are imperials?” (Hadvar)

“Well… You’ll see me running with people on my tail…” (Mars)

“Hahaha… I want to see that one.” (Hadvar)

“Or I burn them to death, your choice…” (Mars)

“*Gulp* Please abstain from doing that.” (Hadvar)

“Okay, hide behind the door and stay silent.” (Mars)

Okay, there must be two stormcloaks in there. Let’s see… Shit! Turn tails and run for your life!

“Hadvar! Those two are for you!” (Mars)

“Get him! He’s not escaping from here alive!” (Imperial soldier[1])

“STOP! He’s not an enemy!” (Hadvar)

“Who are you?” (Imperial soldier[2])

“I’m Hadvar, an imperial lieutenant. Now put down those swords and follow us, we’re getting out of here.” (Hadvar)

“Is it okay? Can I come back now?” (Mars)

“Yeah… all is good.” (Hadvar)

“Sorry, I took you for an enemy. But why do you wear a stormcloak armor if you’re an imperial?” (Imperial soldier[2])

“It’s because I’m nether a stormcloak or an imperial. Look I wear the imperial armor under the stormcloak’s. The imperial’s is for protection, the stormcloak’s for deception. With an imperial like Hadvar following me, it’s better to wear that one if we don’t want to have to fight face to face with all the stormcloaks that roam here.” (Mars)

“You’re a clever one, aren’t you?” (imperial soldier[1])

“Not enough to not be in this mess apparently. Well, let me look around for a bit, if there are useful things, I would prefer to have them with me.” (Mars)

“Feel free to do so.” Imperial soldier[1])

Okay there should be two on the shelves. Let’s see here and there. One minor magicka and one minor healing potion. Don’t forget the salt pile. Next is the barrel… Three more minor healing, one minor magicka and one minor stamina. Oh! I nearly forgot this one. One more minor healing. This should do the trick.

“Okay, ready to go.” (Mars)

“Whoa, fast. You sure you don’t wanna look in the rest?” (Imperial soldier[2])

“Nope, I’m okay. Now let’s go through this door.” (Mars)

“*Whispers* Is he always like that?” (Imperial soldier[1])

“*Whispers* You haven’t see the end of it…” (Hadvar)

“I heard you.” (Mars)

“…” (Hadvar and imperial soldier [1])

Okay, after those stairs there must be a torture room. Here it is. But why is nobody here?

Fuck it, there is still the loot.

“Well, I’ll loot this room too. Check the cells, maybe there’s still somebody in there.” (Mars)

“Let’s check this out guys.” (Hadvar)

Okay, let’s change the hide shield with the iron one near the rack, the mace goes in the bag… now the knapsack. I’ll put all the potions in there, the dragonborn book and the other one will go there too with the iron dagger. Let’s go to the cell. Fuck the lock, I’ll use the mace.

*BANG*

There! Okay, now, the gold, potions the spell tome and the enchanted clothes. Shit, I’ll need to change and put the robe under the stormcloak armor.

“What was that?! Are you allright?” (Hadvar)

“Yeah, I just unlocked the cell door.” (Mars)

“Fuck! You nearly gave me a heart attack there….” (Hadvar)

“No problem, I could heal you if that was the case *grin*” (Mars)

“You’re a healer?!” (Hadvar)

“Heee… I know the heal spell, but I’ve got several potions.” (Mars)

“Figures. Haaaaaa… Are you finished here?” (Hadvar)

“Nope, I found these enchanted robes, it’ll boost my magicka regen so I’ll put then under the stormcloak armor. After that we can go.” (Mars)

“Okay, I’ll let the others know.” (Hadvar)

“Okay guys, I’m ready. Same as before, I go first, If I found people and they are stormcloaks, I lure them to you, put them on flames and we kill them quickly. If they are imperials, I run here and you explain the situation. Okay with that?” (Mars)

*Nod* (Hadvar and imperial soldiers)

“Let’s go then.” (Mars)

Okay nobody’s in the cave. They should all be in the little cavern a little further.

“*Whispers*Okay boys, I want you all to wait at this corner and I’ll look in the room.” (Mars)

*Nod* (Hadvar and imperial soldiers)

Okay a quick loo…

*Rustle*

*Gulp* Shit, I’m fucked…