"Here we are", Eldyn called to the women. "The city of Jehanna".

The three of them looked up to Jehanna. It was a relatively small city that stood alone in the mountains of High Rock. They continued their journey up the cold path to the city, the snow beating them in the face. They trudged up the path until they reached a gate.

"Open the gate, the champion approaches", they heard a guard yell.

The gates slid open slowly, revealing the inside of the city to the three. The gates slammed shut behind them as they strolled into the city. It seemed warmer on the inside of the city. The streets bustled with Bretons and the occasional Orc or Redguard walking around the city.

"Do you know what this city could use?", Pinkie asked rhetorically.

Eldyn and Fluttershy turned towards Pinkie.

"A PARTY!", she yelled, drawing the attention of everyone in the street.

"Ssh, people are staring", he told her.

"Oh, sorry", she apologized smiling nervously.

"So, what do we do while we are here?", Fluttershy asked

"Well first, I think we should find my two followers, Cellor and Berics", he said.

"Why don't we ask one of the guards?" Pinkie asked.

"Because we don't know who the guard we asked has been bought and paid for", He explained.

"Um, Eldyn, if you don't mind me asking, why is that a problem?", Fluttershy asked.

"Let's just say during my rise to the title of champion, I made a few enemies", he explained. "Now let's go find them".

"Find who".

They turned around to see a Redguard in his early forties with dark black hair. He wore Redguard clothes and weilded a Dragonbone sword.

"Cellor", he said.

Both of them gripped each others hands like someone would while arm wrestling.

"Good to see you again Cellor", Eldyn said.

"Likewise", Cellor responded. "Who are they?"

"They are Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie", Eldyn answered.

Cellor's left eyebrow rose.

"Don't ask, I don't know either", He said. "Do you know where Berics is".

Cellor gave him a look that said 'I think you know'.

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Berics sat down in the dimly lit tavern facing his new challenger. Berics was a Breton in his mid thirties with brown hair, he wears brown mage robes and a green cape, he has gloves and boots similar to the Thieves guild gear and has a steel sword. Berics sat down with a Nord opposite him, playing a drinking game with everyone in the building watching eagerly as they did so, placing bets on who would win.

"Y, you know wwwwhat?", the man slured. "I'm ssshooo glad that theycud get Honningbreww, sssooo much betterthan Black Biar".

"Be careful who you saythat around the Black briarsss 'ave eyes an' ears every where", Brics warned

"Ssssay, 'ow much have you had your face is looking kinda fffuzzy", he answered reaching for the bottle of mead on the table.

"Sssweet Dibella, I think you're gonna nneed to quit before you k, kill yoursself", Berics warned.

"I'll quit onccce you d -".

The man passed out from the amount of drinks he had and slipped off of his chair and slammed onto the cold floor.

"Game over", Berics said smiling.

A number of cheers roared through the crowd as well as groans as the losers gave their septims to the winners.

Eldyn, Cellor, Fluttershy and Pinkie walked through the crowd to see the winner of the game sitting up triumphantly.

"You had fun, I assume", Eldyn said.

"Sir", Berics said getting up making a fist a placing it upon his chest.

"Seriously this is a habit that you need to get out of", Eldyn said.

"That looked like fun, can I play?", a bubbly voice said.

Everyone turned their heads towards the pink haired woman. They halted their drinking and eating. An eerie silence fell upon the room. So silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Berics face became incredibly serious as he said.

"Challenge accepted".

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