Ms.Heavy-Iron: Why are you here! Who are they!

Fathoms: Some new friends of mine. I'm here for the Lexicons Knowledge.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: So you used me to get past the big machine for a cooking recipe

Fathoms: Of course, i was also going to get a translator for this, but seeing as you have already translated it for me, i'll let my associates here have fun with you while i look over it.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: have fun with me?

Bandit Chief: The Argonian promised us a beautiful naked girl to use as we want if we help her, as well as anything else in this ruin. But she didn't mention how beautiful you would be.

Bandit Chief: After we have some fun with you, i'll let the rest of my men and women have some fun with you as well back at our camp, so please, don't struggle too much.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: So you think I'll just go with you that easily.

Fathoms: No, we are prepared to break your legs a little if you do struggle.
Bandit Chief: not too much.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Is all this really over just some dumb recipe?

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Do you do grasp how dumb that sounds you Overgrown Belt.

Fathoms: That recipe started a small battle which helped ruin this place. along with some forging techniques and some book i don't care about, something about space, some nonsense.

Bandit Chief: You best come quietly and do what we say, after all, we know how strong you are, we can easily kill you now.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: .......heh.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: hahaha, you think you can kill me huh?

Ms.Heavy-Iron: That's really cute.

Bandit Chief: you bitch, this is no laughing matter, we've got you outnumbered and your trapped in here with us.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: (giggles), you really think i'm trapped in here with you. But its quite the opposite.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: It is you, who is trapped in here with me.

Bandit Chief: You must have lost your mind if you think you can take us on together.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: and You've made the huge mistake of thinking i can't do such a thing.

Fathoms: we saw how you fought that centerion, we know what you can do, if you couldn't handle one centerio-.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Do you know what this amulet around my neck is?

Fathoms: No, why does this have to d-.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Its an amulet of Julianos, now can any of you tell me who worships Julianos.

Bandit Lancehide: Mages?
Bandit Chief: Hmph, So what, we know you're a mage, and we've seen your weak magic.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Yes, but the person who gave me this amulet inspired me to explore and find magic, and i've found a particularly powerful branch of magic, magic even i tend to dislike using because having learned it can sometimes make me very.....hostile in situations like these.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: The thing is, i've only used 2 spells involving this magic today.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: I'd love to show you more.
Fathoms: we're not interested, final warning, now come up here quietly or we will become hostile ourselves.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: You guys are not the listening types huh, that's fine.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Its a lot more interesting if I just show you.

Bandit Lancehide: Those sparks, that orange light, what is that.
Bandit Chief: Calm down, its probably just a slightly stronger lighting magic, the other is telekinesis, nothing to worry about.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Really, then you won't mind if i have her volunteer to help me show off this magic right?

Bandit Lancehide: Piss iff, i'm not helping you with anything.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Ah Ah Ah.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: I didn't say you could say no.

Bandit Lancehide: GAAAHHH.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: There we go, see.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: It wasn't that hard
Bandit Lancehide: H-help me.

Fathoms: What the!
Bandit Chief: By Ysmir.

Bandit Chief: Let her go you Demon!
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Okay then.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: off you go then, have fun.

Bandit Lancehide: AAAAAAAHHHHH

Bandit Lancehide: Ooof.

Bandit Lancehide: you slut, i-.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Hey bandit.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Brace yourself.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: For my strongest spell. Midas.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Plasma Ball!

Bandit Lancehide: By the

Bandit Lancehide: Gods

Bandit Lancehide: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

*Sizzling*
Ms.Heavy-Iron: so much for weak telekinesis

Fathoms: Dammit i didn't plan for this, no way we can escape now.
Bandit Chief: No, we can still win, i have an idea.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: So who wants to go next?

Bandit Chief: How about you fight me without your magic woman.
Fathoms: What are you doing!?

Ms.Heavy-Iron: And why would i agree to that?

Bandit Chief: Because if you were half the Redguard you are, you'd fight me the honorable way, without magic, one on one.
Fathoms: oh, i see.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: This little tactic huh? Using my nationality and state of undress to get me to let my guard down into using my tanto.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: because you think i'd be an easy kill huh?

Bandit Chief: so you'll be a coward and use your magic to finish us then. Typical weak mages.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Hmm, very well,

Ms.Heavy-Iron: i'll take you up on your offer. But just to let you know.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: You had a higher chance of winning against me while i was using my magic.

Bandit Chief: Come get me you little bitch.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: I prefer Demon.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: HIYA!!!
Bandit Chief: GAH!!!

Bandit Chief: AGH!!!

Fathoms: Fight back you fool.
Bandit Chief: Shut up woman. AGH!!

Ms.Heavy-Iron: This should do it.

Bandit Chief: Dammit, i can't....get up.

Fathoms: By the gods.

Fathoms: She defeated the chief so easily with just a Tanto.

Bandit Chief: Don't just stand there, HELP ME!!!
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Not so honorable now huh?

Fathoms: N-No, i-i can't, she's too strong. Theres no way i can win.

Fathoms: I have to get our of here.
Bandit Chief: GET BACK HERE!!!

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Well your friend left, give up now.
Bandit Chief: No, i-i. I can still fight you.

Bandit Chief: I won't lose to some slut who shows herself for kicks
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Oh? That's the spirit, but just remember. This slut will be the one that kills you.

Fathoms: Dammit its jammed.

Bandit: HURG!

Bandit: GAAHH

Fathoms: Why can't i get it to work.
Bandit: No, i won't lose, i'll-
Emily: Please

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Just shut up.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: and Die

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Sigh.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Bandits that boast the most always die the quickest, now then.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Its over Fathoms, You've got no place to run.

Fathoms: Dammit.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: You got 3 of your allies killed. Now two more, you really think you can get out of this unscathed.

Fathoms: Yes, i'll kill you if i have to.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: You ran while your friends died, what makes you think you can win this fight even when you've had opportunities to kill me several times while i fought your friend.

Fathoms: E-Even still, In case you haven't noticed, i'm wearing enchanted Ebony Armor and i'm welding a Daedric Greatsword,

Fathoms: Even if you attack me with your dagger, i can still cut you down, unlike that fools armor, mine can withstand steel blades, you have no weapons to deal with this.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: My bow says otherwise.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: Don't think your armor is as tough as bones from a dragon, now stay still.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: So i can make you pay for sending me on the stupidest quest of my life.

Fathoms: Ha, not if i kill you first.

Ms.Heavy-Iron: That's not gonna happen.

Fathoms: If you think your arrows will kill me, you've got another thing com-

Ms.Heavy-Iron: mmmm, that was a good way to vent my anger.