Varian convinced Delsin finding people would be easy, and his mind eased a little, they just needed to find skill. "I don't mean to interrupt your chit-chat, but could you two keep up? I don't want to have to wait for you." Amy said to Delsin and Varian before Delsin could reply.
"Did Delsin not tell you? I'm a werewolf. I'm hoping to control that temper of his, then maybe he could make a decent soldier. Meanwhile, he could maybe help convince the rest of the Companions that sitting around and waiting for the world to fix its own problems isn't going to work anymore. We can't 'stay neutral' in whatever rebellion is bound to happen, and at this point the Thalmor may even come after us. If they find out about us, Delsin better be there to see." The werewolf part Sofie was fine with, she could easily control herself it appeared. But what did Delsin have to do with werewolves? It made her uneasy.
Just as Amy's horse was about to step out out, an arrow whizzed past her head. Luckily the arrow had not hit anyone else, either. However, it had spooked Amy horse, bringing attention to the group. A guard shouted, but Amy's attention was elsewhere. Several arrows were being shot at them now, it seemed impossible to tell where they were coming from. Yet, all of them would just barely miss. Her horse was rearing up on its hind legs, and as it came down an arrow hit it in the neck. The horse fell, almost on top of her, as two guards approached along with a Redguard and a Khajiit who looked like common bandits. But Amy knew better; they each had a silver sword, and she could now see that the arrows they had shot were silver-tipped. The arrows stopped. The archers must have been hiding somewhere else, since these two clearly were not the ones shooting at them.
As Amy got her leg out from under her dying horse, the Redguard smiled. "I knew you wouldn't all be home at once," he sneered. The guards simply seemed annoyed. "I'm placing all of you under arrest. Come quietly, and only the beast gets hurt."
Amy gave a crooked smile. "You don't think it'll be that easy, do you?" She looked back at Delsin. "Go ahead. I won't stop you this time." The guards powered up there magic, and the Silver Hand unsheathed their weapons. Amy unsheathed her mace, prepared for the battle that was about to take place. Sofie had only a steel dagger, she stay sat upon her horse.
Delsin assessed the situation, Amy was on foot, they were under attack, they were outnumbered.He swore under his breath. Delsin slowly dismounted his horse as everyone was preparing to fight. He held out his arms in surrender, and signalled for Varian to get off his horse. "I agree, we will let the beast die." He said as he walked past Amy and Sofie, he gave them a pleading look hoping they would trust him. As Delsin approached the Khajiit he let his arms go by his sides. "We surrender, for we have disobeyed the Thalmor for staying out past our bed times. Silver hand, am I correct?"
The Khajiit looked confused, and Sofie was worried. She dismounted her horse. "What is he doing.." She said just loud enough to be heard by Amy. The enemies were swarming around them, expecting surrender. Sofie meakly pulled out her steel dagger, knowing she wouldnt be able to hold her own in this fight. "Good.." Delsin thought as they approached, Amy would do much better with her mace when they were close.
"The beast wil die, and the Khajiit are a beast race..." Delsin said, and before the Khajiit could react Delsin grabbed the Khajiits sword arm with his left hand and punched the Khajiit with his right. It fell to the floor and Delsin finished it off with his steel blade, impaling it in the chest. He turned to his next oponent, who shot him with an arrow in the left shoulder before he could deflect it. Delsin charged forward with his sword and with his momentum brought the attacker down, Delsin made sure the now dead elf stayed dead. He broke the arrow and took it out, it hadn't gone all the way through. Delsin began to fight, and quickly discovered their weapons were silver, which was not good news for Delsin.
Sofie defended herself surprisingly well when she had retreived a silver sword from a body after Amy had brought it down, and stayed by Amys side to watch her back. Although Sofie was the one who needed protecting, not Amy. Sofie was quickly overcome by a vicous attacker, who kept lashing out and hitting harder and harder, she was caught off balance and just before a killing blow was delivered a firebolt hit the back of the mans head. He fell down, seemingly dead, Sofie looked up to her Savior. Varian had saved her, she smiled at him but he had already turned to fight off more of their attackers.
Delsin was a bit off from the group, dealing with a few of the enemies shooting at them rather than the ones in the centre. The Thalmors magic was something Delsin couldn't compete with from afar, causing him to rush in. Delsin had dealt with most of the attackers who fought from afar and then rushed down to help Varian, who was a magic user and for all Delsin knew wouldn't do well against a melee oponent had they gotten too close.
