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When his binds were finally cut his arms fell to the ground on either side of him. Exhaling a heavy breath he finally felt a bit relieved, save for the winged gargantuan terrorizing the populace. Pushing himself to stand with a grunt behind it all he stumbled around for a bit to then see Chris taking a few items here and there. "Hey! That's stealin'!" Announcing in a brutish way. "Don't y'know thas' wrong?" A bit of slur in his speech but it was an improvement! He was about to continue on with his needless words until something peculiar came to his eye. Something long and shiney. Staggering his way over to it he let out a sharp gasp when he came to grasp it with his hands. "It's real!" A halberd. The only item he'd really taken to. Lifting up this weighty weapon. The next hand full of seconds he spent using it as a walking stick with his back hunched over like he was cripplingly old. "Hee-hee-hee~" So much for that improvement, huh?

"I'm a kind stranger here to help. Can't you just say thanks for saving our asses and get over it." She glances at the criminals, grabbing a few things along the way as well. She takes them out of the house, away from all the commotion. She leads them to the edge of town and looks back at all the fire and destruction. "Well. You're all welcome. If y'all keep going straight down this road, there's a town not far from here."

"likely Im wanted there too" He sighed "I stole a sweet roll there so they wanted to arrest me, Then I did not want to and then a five gold bounty turned into a 4575 Gold bounty..." He sighed and looked at Blakely "Well you don't have any where to go, What will you do now?"

"Considering I've committed crimes everywhere but Skyrim, I should be fine." Shivan said after a moment. "Let's just get the hell out of here before that thing finds us."

Interjecting fairly rudely he swung his new found halberd carelessly to point in any given direction. "I say we go to the nearest bar and celebrate to our freedom!" Lowering the elongated weapon, tip to the ground. "The quiet life jus' isn't for me. Need ta' keep it lively with action, mead and bar fights." Sliding his way over to Chis he gave him a nudge-nudge. "Yeah, right Chris? 'Action', eh? Women always spice up the livelihood of things!" There was definitely a smug look to accompany his words.

"I'm a drifter. And respectable women don't like drunks" Blakely says, eyeing the drunk man. "I have homes in many of cities. But considering I did help you bunch, I have a cave near Riften." She says walking away.