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Chapter 6: Ratways Ravaged

“So just because your friend was turned after the ceremony started they won’t help?” Ja’Saad questioned.
“Yes, the circle said there’s nothing they can do.” Ja’Sasha replied.
“I really don’t know what to suggest. How about…”
Before Ja’Saad could finish his sentence a pair of werewolves burst through the flimsy door. Everyone in the guild attacked the invading werewolves mercilessly.

Soon the Ragged Flagon was a scene of chaos. The werewolves had been chased away but their attack left the guild scarred. Tables had been toppled and the whole tavern lay in ruins. No one was badly hurt but Ja’Sasha knew what had really happened.
“Ja’Sasha, Are you okay?” A worried voice asked.
As the snow leopard awoke she realised that Ja’Saad had been kneeling at her side willing her to wake.
“W-what happened?” Ja’Sasha asked slowly.
“The werewolves knocked you out as you were fighting them. I’m just glad you’re okay.” The white tiger replied.
The two Khajiits smiled.

Ja’Sasha now needed to rid two people of their lycanthropy. When she was in Riften the Silver hand, a vicious group of werewolf hunters, attacked Jorrvaskr and killed the Harbinger, Kodlak.

The funeral was short and Ja’Sasha was sent to Ysgramor’s tomb to perform one last quest for the fallen Harbinger.

Back at the Dawnstar Sanctuary Nazir and Cicero awoke to a near destroyed sanctuary with the blood of several different races smeared across the stone. There was a vanquished high elf lying to the right of Nazir and a headless orc to the left of the jester. Both were covered in the blood of their werewolves’ kills. The Redguard was the first to realise what had happened.
“Cicero?” Nazir asked.
The jester moaned as if he wanted to sleep a little longer.
“Fool, get up. Have you seen what we’ve done?”
The jester sat up and glanced around. “Wow, Cicero’s werewolf redecorated!”
“Cicero, this is no laughing matter. You gave lycanthropy and I don’t appreciate it.”
“The Listener would know of a way.”
“A way of what?”
“To destroy the wolf spirit.”
“Well, good we better find her. Did you hear where she may have gone?”
“When Cicero was with the Listener she mentioned going to Ysgramor’s tomb.”
“I know where that is. We better start moving before nightfall or who knows might happen.”

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Chapter 6: Ratways Ravaged

“So just because your friend was turned after the ceremony started they won’t help?” Ja’Saad questioned.
“Yes, the circle said there’s nothing they can do.” Ja’Sasha replied.
“I really don’t know what to suggest. How about…”
Before Ja’Saad could finish his sentence a pair of werewolves burst through the flimsy door. Everyone in the guild attacked the invading werewolves mercilessly.

Soon the Ragged Flagon was a scene of chaos. The werewolves had been chased away but their attack left the guild scarred. Tables had been toppled and the whole tavern lay in ruins. No one was badly hurt but Ja’Sasha knew what had really happened.
“Ja’Sasha, Are you okay?” A worried voice asked.
As the snow leopard awoke she realised that Ja’Saad had been kneeling at her side willing her to wake.
“W-what happened?” Ja’Sasha asked slowly.
“The werewolves knocked you out as you were fighting them. I’m just glad you’re okay.” The white tiger replied.
The two Khajiits smiled.

Ja’Sasha now needed to rid two people of their lycanthropy. When she was in Riften the Silver hand, a vicious group of werewolf hunters, attacked Jorrvaskr and killed the Harbinger, Kodlak.

The funeral was short and Ja’Sasha was sent to Ysgramor’s tomb to perform one last quest for the fallen Harbinger.

Back at the Dawnstar Sanctuary Nazir and Cicero awoke to a near destroyed sanctuary with the blood of several different races smeared across the stone. There was a vanquished high elf lying to the right of Nazir and a headless orc to the left of the jester. Both were covered in the blood of their werewolves’ kills. The Redguard was the first to realise what had happened.
“Cicero?” Nazir asked.
The jester moaned as if he wanted to sleep a little longer.
“Fool, get up. Have you seen what we’ve done?”
The jester sat up and glanced around. “Wow, Cicero’s werewolf redecorated!”
“Cicero, this is no laughing matter. You gave lycanthropy and I don’t appreciate it.”
“The Listener would know of a way.”
“A way of what?”
“To destroy the wolf spirit.”
“Well, good we better find her. Did you hear where she may have gone?”
“When Cicero was with the Listener she mentioned going to Ysgramor’s tomb.”
“I know where that is. We better start moving before nightfall or who knows might happen.”