Because One is the Loneliest Number (Ri'Skar)

[Ri'Skar]

"Ri'Skar is going to raid the Treasury House. He can give you a piece of what he takes, as there is bound to be plenty." The cat answered with a smile. Even Grom might actually look at the amount off valuables that were bound to be in this house, the trick though was not getting caught. If he got caught right as he walked into the city, that was useless.

[duke]

Duke again considered this, tilting his head to the side. Having money was always good...

"Deal. But where would I meet you?" he asked, considering the other possibilities. Like this vampire turning on him before and or after the deal was complete.

[Ri'Skar]

"Meet Ri'Skar at the Silverblood Inn. It is but a short walk from there. However, this one must feed before he sets off." He reminded, smiling once again. "And do not worry, Ri'Skar maybe a bandit, but he has sense. He shall not turn on you."

[duke]

Duke just smirked at that, "Right," he stood, facing the vampire, "But don't think I'll just let you near my neck." he conjured a sword in his right hand and raised his left, presenting the elbow to the sky and using his right hand to roll the sleeve up. He used his conjured sword to cut near the vein there, letting the weapon dissolve into nothing as he held out his arm.

[Ri'Skar]

The vampire came forward and eagerly drank. When he stepped away, he looked like any other nineteen-year-old Khajiit. If he hadn't already told you, you would have never guessed that he was a vampire. "This one feel weaker, more normal now. This is good for the task at hand. Ri'Skar look just as he did 190 years ago." The Khajiit chuckled.

[duke]

Duke had set his jaw and hardened his body for the pain, gritting his own teeth a little when he felt fangs. Both Argonians and Kahjiits freaked him out a little in terms of jaw strength, so having a VAMPIRE Kahjiit on his arm was just a little concerning.

When the vampire was done, Duke rolled his sleeve down and pressed a hand to it, working up a basic restoration spell, "Glad to see you're so tickled. I'll see you at the Silverblood Inn then?"

[Ri'Skar]

"Yes, Ri'Skar will meet you there at noon. You shall get your spoils then." With that, the bandit took off into the night.

[duke]

Duke made a soft snorting sound, eyes on the last place he'd seen the vampire before he completely lost sight of him. He took a seat at the fire again, nursing his wounded inner elbow and eyeing the rest of his rabbit. No need to let it go to waste. The Breton finished the rabbit before going to bed.

It was a very light sleep through the night, and Duke awoke before sunrise, deciding now was as good a time as any to leave a Forsworn Campsite. His belongings were sparse, so packing didn't take long. It took a few hours, but he entered the gates of Markarth before noon. With the extra time, he sold off some of his loot before going to the inn and sitting down for a drink.

[Ri'Skar]

It didn't take long for a certain Khajiit to come in and site beside him, a dark, happy smile on his face. "Ri'Skar went and bought your requested items." He said, lying to keep the innkeeper from getting suspicious. He laid several pieces of highly expensive jewelry on the bar and slide it over to Duke, as well a a good amount of money. "That was your change."

[duke]

Duke just smiled behind his drink, tilting his head and eyeing the money, "Nice work. Got a little something for yourself too, right?" he finished off his drink and set the empty mug down, turning fully toward the Khajiit.

[Ri'Skar]

"Indeed." The Khajiit chuckled, his tail swishing happily. "Now uh, Ri'Skar must be on his way. Can't keep the Orc waiting. A pleasure doing business with you." The Vampire rose from his stool, giving Duke a smile.