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Matthias walked to the docks, he was well prepared. He was wearing a brown vest with Burgundy Linens, and an Elven Claymore on his back. He carried 2 scrolls of levitation, and 5 potions of healing. Along with his favorite books, The Argonian Account series. His hair was well combed, and to his dismay, most of them were already there. He stood near Lielle, and sat down nearby.

Lielle coughed as the dust surrounded her face. She rubbed some of the dust from her eyes. "How dare you!?" she boomed to Xander. "I should paralyze you!"

Tyronis had been kicked hard. Dherian was helping him to his feet and was quickly assisted by Lielle. She helped her Imps to her shoulders, trying to rub more of the dust from her eyes. "And you wonder why you are looked down upon!?"

Shows-His-Teeth arrived just then, wearing his leather-and-fur armor, hs sword at his side and his spear on is back. He carried only a small bag with limited belongings. He had taken a liking to the pair of imps earlier, and with the events just unfolding, his hatred for Xander grew greater. He hissed. "No-one cares where your horse if from! I'm sure one of your influential friends spent a lot of time finding it for you, huh?" He pushed Xander backwards, away from Lielle, Tyronis, and Dherian. "Get away from them." He pushed Xander again. Matthias moved to stand, and Shows-His-Teeth held up a hand. "Sit down."

Matthias sat back down, and picked up a large pebble. He aimed at Xanders eye, and threw the pebble hard, and with great accuracy.
"I hope you like that! Next time i'll cut you through!" Matthias yelled to Xander.

Lielle made no move to stop Matthias and the angry Argonian. She actually appreciated it. Tyronis quickly fluttered to Shows-His-Teeth's shoulder and blew a raspberry at Xander. Having removed all of the dust from her eyes and watched her Imp do this, Lielle giggled a little. "Tyronis must like you." she said to the Argonian, approaching him from behind. "He's never sat on anyone else's shoulder before."

She brushed the little amounts of dust that were on her cape. To her surprise, it came off completely.

Shows-His-Teeth felt the mood lighten somewhat, and he relaxed his aggressive stance. He moved slowly, to avoid disturbing the creature on his own shoulder, and carefully picked up Lielle's case. "Let's head under the deck for now. Get away from the Ashborn."

"Thank you!" Lielle said with a smile when she witnessed Shows-His-Teeth pick up her bag. She laughed a bit. "You don't have to be so careful with him on your shoulder." she said to the Argonian. "I promise you that he won't fall off or get hurt. They even manage to stay on my shoulders when I'm running!"

She walked close beside Shows-His-Teeth with her hands folded in front of her. Tyronis, who remained on the Argonian's shoulder, exchanged a high-five with Dherian, who remained on Lielle's shoulder.

Shows-His-Teeth relaxed a bit as her comment registered, then walked towards the covered staircase of sorts, that led below deck. Once descended, he traveled to Lielle's quarters, as brutally modest as his own. He dropped her bag carefully on the "bed", then turned to face Lielle. "How exactly did you come about these two? I know they're from Argonia, but how did you find them?"

Xander snatched the pebble in mid flight and juggled it while he spoke.
"The dragon-sons are the most wondrous beats in Tamriel. You will keep your imps away from Vaarenor, or I will lose my patience with you."
As if it a had been rehearsed, Vaarenor stomped his rear hoof in a puddle. The water droplets flew into the air. Xander threw the pebble. It sliced one of the water droplets in half, and bounced along the ground.
"If Vaarenor does not eat him first," he said, glaring at the imps. His gaze was powerful and intimidating.

When Shows-His-Teeth pushed Xander, he stepped back, looking surprised. He sidestepped the second push.
Arathor saw Swhos-His-Teeth attacking Xander and dismounted his horse, rushing over. He grabbed Shows-His-Teeth by the bneck, lifting him off the ground.
"YOU FILTH!" he screamed. "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH SER FARSEER! YOU ARE ALL SCUM!"
"Put him down, Arathor," Xander said, grabbing Arathor's arm firmly. "They are right to be angry. They are not accustomed to Vaarenor's temper."
Arathor stared at them all, snarling, trembling in anger.
"Put him down," Xander repeated, authority in his voice.
Arathor dropped Shows-His-Teeth. He bent over him.
"If you so much as threaten my lord again, I will break your filthy lizard spine."
"Let him alone!" Xander said, appearing angry.
Arathor stood, glaring at Shows-His-Teeth, then walked onto the boat.
Xander sighed. "I am sorry, Hunter."

Tyronis hopped back onto Lielle's shoulder. "Abandoned forts and ruins are often breeding grounds for monster and demons alike." the Breton stated to Shows-His-Teeth. "I found them in...Naaka, I think it was called. An old Argonian fort. Anyway, they were very small. Newborns. They were simply too small and young to know the difference between friend and enemy. They viewed me as their mother, and I happily took them in after witnessing a few acts of unusual intelligence."

She scratched both of their heads with love. "I don't know what happened to their actual parents. They may have been killed. Some of those swamps are too dangerous for even monsters to live in. I don't even view these two as 'Imps' anymore. I view them as little people with wings." she grinned. Opening her case, she checked to see if anything had been damaged when Xander's horse seemingly knocked her down. Everything appeared fine.

When she closed the case, her Imps climbed off of her shoulders and began bouncing on the bed. "Well," Lielle said. "I had planned on sleeping. But it appears as though my two wondrous friends here would rather play than let me sleep." she rolled her eyes and sighed sarcastically. "Would you like to look at the water with me on the top deck? We'll leave these two behind so they can play."

Xander and Arathor stood on the top deck, looking at the water. An altmer quire was having trouble getting their horses below decks.
"Why do you put up with them, Farseer?"
"Diplomacy and discipline are the greatest weapons in war, Kingson."

Matthias walked to the ship, and arrived at his quarters. He set his bag down nearby, and collapsed on the bed, when a woman entered the room. He recognized the face.
"Lillyan, what brings you here?" Matthias said to the girl.
"This!" The girl replied, as a golden furred dog stepped out from behind her.
"His name is Ormis, he is quite comical." With that, the girl left. Ormis sat down, and stared at Matthias pleadingly.
"Fine, you can stay with me." Matthias said to Ormis. Ormis instantly stood up, and his eyes were glowing with happiness.

Xander turned his head. Hundreds of High Elves had gathered to watch their departure. They were wearing green cloaks and hoods.
In the front row, there stood a woman shorter than the rest. She tilted her head back, and lowered her hood: it was a young Breton woman, with raven-black hair and green eyes like emeralds. She and Xander stared at each other as a daedric crate containing the ring was loaded into the ship. They were ready to go.

Shows-His-Teeth nodded, standing and beginning towards the door. He once again traversed the stairs, and now stood on deck. The beautiul ocean breeze made him smile. "What a good idea this was."

Matthias stood up, and entered the hallway, closing his door. He walked over to Leilles room, and no one was there, no one except the 2 Imps, Tyhrone and Darius. He walked over to them, and tried to find a way to talk to them.

"Well, come on!" Lielle said with a smile, pulling Show-His-Teeth to the edge of the deck by the hand. She rested her hands on the railing, looking at the vast miles of water and the bright sun that lit the sky above them. "It's so beautiful." she turned to the Argonian. "I've never been on a ship before!"

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The two Imps stopped jumping when Matthias entered the room. Tyronis approached him slowly. He ran his hand across the Imperial's face as though amazed. Then, quite suddenly, he poked both of Matthias's eyes with his fingers. Both of the Imps began chirping loudly, fluttering in the air. They exchanged another high-five.

Xander raised a hand. The Breton woman, tears in her eyes, smiled sadly at him. Ropes were cut all along the galleon and the ship pulled slowly from the harbor.
I'll see you again, Xander tried to tell her through the gesture
I don't think you will, my love. her eyes responded.
Soon they had left the bay.
Arathor sighed. "You will see your family again, Ser Farseer."
Xander did not respond, he approached the daedric crate, and crouched beside it.