#muurtagh

The pair looked down on the corpse of their latest victim. It had been a clean and swift kill, an arrow to the heart and a slit throat to make sure. Little did the two realise whom they were sending to the gods until the deed was done. "Muurtagh," Aloras whispered, his face ashen. His partner was crouched beside the corpse, head hung and eyes closed, hand over their eyes. "We just killed... a Sibling..." The words were choked out. The retribution the Brotherhood would enact meant their deaths.

The icy breeze of the tundra bites at the pair, whom huddle behind a large scrag of rock to try and keep their fire lit and out of the full force of the wind. "Who gave us this bleeding job? I swear to Azura, the caravan was supposed to come through hours ago!" Grumbled Aloras. He was the worse off of the two, as he didn't have fur to keep him that bit warmer. The only response he received from Muurtagh was a quiet growl as he stoked the fire.

[[ Two new characters have been added, Muurtagh Tor'Nakht and Aloras the Huntsman! The links to their information pages are on the menu of my blog, by Krajyk's and Meranah's. C: ]]