Shea: There can't be many caves around right?

 

 

Shea: But I shouldn't care, I can probably smell Solomia, blood ties run deep.

 

 

Shea: Soon sister. Soon we'll be together again.

 

 

A few minutes later...

 

Shea: Well if I was some vampires hiding from a higher vampire it'd be in this little serene place.

 

 

Shea: I can smell her faintly. They've either been here, or she's underground here. I'm betting the latter.

 

 

Shea: Well this place looks as if it's going to chew me up and spit me back out again. Seems like a great idea to go in.

 

 

Shea: Well time to kill some things. 

 

 

Exploring and walking ensues...

 

Shea: Well some wolves under the influence of magic and some...

 

 

Shea: Vampires. I've been looking forward to this.

 

 

Shea: Haha! Oh I've missed this. I haven't had a good fight with vampires for months and a fair one at that!

 

 

Shea: Well that's some good fighting, well from what I can tell. It has been a while.

 

 

Shea: But what does fighting skills matter when you're better than everyone else anyway.

 

 

Shea: Only two guards, a poor choice especially when you're on the run from an enraged vampire.

 

 

Shea: And two down. Well they bit the dust rather quickly. A shame, they were swinging at me but always seemed to miss. I must pick my opponents wisely.

 

 

Shea: Now where is Solomia?

Shea: Gods above, what have they done to you?

 

 

Shea: Hey...Solomia, are you all right?

 

 

Solomia: Well you took your time, could you have not found me sooner?

 

 

Shea: Well you're criticising my moves already, they can't have hurt you too bad now, could they?

 

 

A few minutes later...

 

Shea: So, how did you end up here, when I got to Skystone you weren't there?

 

 

Solomia: I was taken before that. Long story short, the Draconhams brought in a mage from Hammerfell. He was chanting some Daedric language and I woke up in this body, I presume he can fix it as well, but for now I'm glad to be out of a cage, even if it is dealing with you and your flaws.

 

 

Shea: I suppose I should've expected that you'd keep on criticising me. Even if I did just save your skin for the second time now.

 

 

Solomia: You know me sister, and besides my insults...critiques help you get better. That's how it seems to work at least.

 

 

Shea: I suppose when you look at it that way, we're kind of...symbiotic?

 

 

Solomia: Well I think we should get going now, before you say anything more cliche.

 

 

Solomia: Anyway, you look a bit different, as if your road has been just as chaotic.

 

 

Shea: Oh the road has been very chaotic, I'll tell you about it, there's plenty of space between here and Solitude.