Signus
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Andros had no need of sleep, but the meeting was winding to a close, and he doubted he was needed further. Besides, the knight and the inquisitor were still there, and he doubted they would be...understanding about his condition. He one eyed redguard followed the big nord outside, and the vampire began to do the same. Before he left, he noticed the hooded woman he'd come across outside. She didn't seem inclined to join in the conversation, but that was no surprise. He stopped by her, "you should get some rest," he advised, "won't be much use if you're half asleep on the journey to this blasted fort."
He left dragonsreach, and stood for a moment at the top of the stairs, remembering his words to the blacksmith and wondering how he'd gotten caught up in some damn fool job to take over a fort. He'd put up a confident front in the hall, but the redguard wasn't wrong. They couldn't escape the dead on an open plain. And it was no small distance from Whiterun to the fort. He'd passed it a few times when coming from that direction, though he'd never been close enough to investigate. Well, he was going to have plenty of time to get acquainted with it come morning. The vampire snorted as he started walking down the stairs. 'Just passing through my arse' he thought, walking along the nearly abandoned streets. The inn had recovered somewhat, but most people were headed home now. Andros avoided the place, and the crowd. Instead, he took the stairs up to the wall, until he was looking out over the plains of the hold. It was quiet for now. Peaceful. He didn't think it would stay that way.
He left dragonsreach, and stood for a moment at the top of the stairs, remembering his words to the blacksmith and wondering how he'd gotten caught up in some damn fool job to take over a fort. He'd put up a confident front in the hall, but the redguard wasn't wrong. They couldn't escape the dead on an open plain. And it was no small distance from Whiterun to the fort. He'd passed it a few times when coming from that direction, though he'd never been close enough to investigate. Well, he was going to have plenty of time to get acquainted with it come morning. The vampire snorted as he started walking down the stairs. 'Just passing through my arse' he thought, walking along the nearly abandoned streets. The inn had recovered somewhat, but most people were headed home now. Andros avoided the place, and the crowd. Instead, he took the stairs up to the wall, until he was looking out over the plains of the hold. It was quiet for now. Peaceful. He didn't think it would stay that way.