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"You seem unsure." Sadur said. His current concern was being accosted by the guard. "His skills are a high caliber so I doubt he so easily would be removed as a threat." Sadur spoke in a manner you would a frinking buddy to try to avoid angering him too much. He would hold off mentioning the soul.

Windhelm Guard
"Buzz off Red Guard!"

Sadur turned around and walked around turning a corner. Omce out of sight he dove behind the house and climbed uo to window. Sadur dug through his pocket and found his lockpicking gear. "Guess this is how I will do it." Sadur stuck the pick and kingr into the lock and twisted until he heard a click. He pulled open the window and slid into a house onto a pine wood floor.

You look through your pockets and find no lock picks. They were all in your bag which was attached to your horse that ran off. Your only option is to break the window.

(Rip me)
Sadur actually didnt pick the lock and instead smashed the window.

Windhelm Guard
"Now this is just perfect, Urlog and I rob a bunch of houses and no one blames us because we are guards! Now we can pin this all on you!!" The guard drew his sword, "and when I silence the thief no one will doubt my word as the truth!!"

Sadur jumped back and drew his daggers. He slid in sliced his thigh. Sadur jumped up dropping his dagger and wrapped his arm around the guards throat, putting him on his knee, holding him back preventing him from grabbing him and holding him down. He turned and held him in a place where he could see every entrance.

Windhelm Guard
With a bleeding leg the guard through his head back breaking Sadur's nose. Slipping away from Sadur the guard swung his Greatsword slicing Sadurs chest, it would make a cool scar later if Sadur survived this. The guard jumped back swinging his Greatsword straight down knocking the red guards daggers onto the ground!!! But his soul? Could Sadur take it??

(The point of the hold was he was resting on his chest he couldn't have done that.)

Sadur focused and attempted to pull the soul from his body.

Windhelm Guard
((And the point of all the training as a guard was to avoid being put into holds like that, I'd say we're about even.))

The man saw what Sadur appeared to be doing and released his Greatsword to punch Sadur in his broken nose! Falling back, the rogue guard looked up, "how did you like that you dirty warlock!" But as the guard looked up he felt weak, the soul was in Sadurs hand.

Sadur knocked out the man and grabbed his weappns, walked out of the house dumbfounded. "Urlog." Sadur walked around and found his way to the Jarls palace. "There is a thief abound, no longer." He yelled out, turning a few heads.

Urlog the Windhelm Guard
"What are you talking about?" A guard with a yellow soul asks, "we already have a few people in custody. The Jarl is no where to be seen, but there is a Breton talking to two other guards that all look over.

"Urlog the guard, where might he be?" He asked loudly. "He is one of the two thieves, the other man is done for."

The other man had turned to soulless ash. His spirit wasn't as strong as Sadur's, that should have happened to Sadur but the Red Guards spirit was too powerful!

Urlog
"What are you talking about?" Urlog Drew his mace, "the MO was that there was only one thief... Who did you kill???" Everyone with blue souls turned yellow, and the one yellow soul turned red.

"Why were you so worried when I entered? Now you are angry if I can read this correctly. I was denied access to a house by his partner because they had found the thief. He was too worried for my taste so I broke in regardless. I will pay for the window. Anyway. I jumped in and a fight broke out, now he is dead. When I jumped in the man said that he and Urlog had done the thieving and that nobody would blame a guard."

Urlog
"You killed Benfis?? Arrest this one!" Without any real proof two guards take your belongings and begin to escort you to the jail. "I bet this man did the robberies, probably one of the insane..."

Sadur took a risk saying this "Explain your soul then."

Urlog
You are carried out, but before you leave you seem him smirk. Escorted through the streets you are placed in the dungeons with a 1000 gold bail.

"That was a horrible idea." He said aloud. He looked around then thoight to himself "Why didn't I just go to Sheoth?"

Jorn and Walker are now half way to help the Jarl, on there way to the Dwarven ruins.