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Eldrin underestimated the count's reply, but he remained content. He was okay with the loot being split evenly, but he remembered the last time that happened on a dungeon clearing contract, he "accidentally" pushed a colleague (from another guild) into a pit with spikes at the bottom. All so he and the rest of the gang could get a little more dough for the contract. He just hoped that the "expedition" wasn't a total failure. He didn't argue about the shady Redguard's acceptance aboard, thinking that it wouldn't be worth it. He still made a mental note to keep an eye on him since he looked pretty damn dangerous. Like the kind of guy who would blow up a ship of adventurers just for shits and giggles. But hell, it's not like Eldrin wasn't as treacherous. After all, he did shove some moron down a hole for a "raise". Nevertheless, he simply resumed his loitering in his chair, awaiting the ship's departure. (He also contemplated on which one of the crew members would die first). The sooner they left, the sooner he got to shoot things.

We could have something similar to Deus Ex, but probably not any time soon. I think that it might come around in the 50's.

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You can set the difficulty to Novice mode in the settings menu under gameplay, no mods needed. You deal twice as much damage to enemies and enemies only deal half as much damage than they used to.

If you want to have a group of followers accompany you on your adventures, (If that's what you mean by 'team') then you have a choice of 3 mods, all of which allow you to have multiple followers, new features, etc: Ultimate Follower Overhaul (UFO) http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/14037/? Amazing Follower Tweaks (AFT) http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/15524/? Extensible Follower Framework (EFF) http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/12933/? Comparison video below: (It explains what new features each mod has, and the video maker's personal preference is at the end. His voice is a little quiet so turn your volume up a bit)

http://i.imgur.com/oPIBg.jpgGreat idea! Maybe it could fix this too.

I've said all there is to be said. Go ahead.

Out of all of his previous experiences as a sellsword, none have been this 'exotic'. Eldrin quickly looked over the contract laid in front of him, signed it, and slid it across the table to the Count's Khajiit assistant. He had only one question: "Will the total loot's worth be divided amongst ourselves, or do you already have a set payment for each of us?" Almost on cue, a tall, stalwart Redguard man appeared out of nowhere and made a last minute job application. He also presented the Count with a sizable bag of gold. He'd never heard of a man who paid to get a job. As far as he knew, he was not told he needed to pay a toll to embark on this expedition. He looked the part of a shady dealer or a fanatic, but you never know. He wordlessly returned to his own business. That man's concerns weren't his, but he still tried to keep an eye. Without much else to do, and without further questions, he made himself comfortable. He leaned back in his chair, kicked his feet up on the table, and sharpened his arrows one by one with a stone.

I think it would be a cool idea if you had the ability to pick up a person's head like an item when you decapitate someone, and perhaps you could decorate your house with the heads of your fallen foes. What are your opinions? Also I haven't made mods before so I don't really know the limitations. (Which I'm pretty sure there are.)

Edwin listened to Abdul's protests, which mostly puzzled him for the moment. "Would you leave a worthy opponent to die a slow and painful death and call that humane?" Killing the dragon was inevitable. Even if it kept it's sly attitude, and even tried to bribe them with it's doubtful "secrets", he pitied him. Letting him live would definitely be a much more painful way to go. He stared once more at the dragon. There was not sorrow in his eyes, but acceptance. The dragon knew completely that he was going to die, and he wanted to with honor. They couldn't disgrace themselves by leaving him to suffer, although another part of him was screaming "TRAP!". Edwin cautiously approached the dragon sword in hand and spoke: "You fought with honor old dragon. We shall grant you the death you seek."

Eldrin accepted his meal. Noblemen normally wouldn't give him such luxurious food. The fanciest he usually got was dried pork. Here, it was as if the captain had brought a festival on board. If the captain was this wealthy and generous, then by the Divines he could only imagine what the pay would be. He was going to have to thank Commodus later for giving him this job as well as keeping it a surprise. Speaking of Elsweyr, he was familiar with it's people, as it was easier to find a Khajiit in his guild than snow on a winter's day. He occasionally got a mission to Elsweyr, a few times a year at most. He had the occasional job of getting either moon sugar or skooma for those mentally unwell addicts. He'd once been to Senchal some years ago. Senchal was a mercantile port city filled with open markets, bazaars, and of course, the black market. But with all of it's success, the city still hasn't fully recovered from the Knahaten flu epidemic centuries ago. As a result, much of the city remains ruined or abandoned.

Edwin watched as the dragon was shot out of the sky by one of the ship's harpoons. He ran to the edge and peered down at the dragon lying mortally wounded on the ground below. Following the others he climbed down the rope to the ground.The lower he got, the more he began to spot more dire wounds on him. Yet, the beast was still alive, just barely able to move. The dragon twitched profusely on the ground, still fighting for just a few extra seconds to live. For a moment, he just stood there and stared as the dragon desperately tried to get one last shot at them. He wasn't so sure what to do with it. He didn't like an idea giving it a painful death, but he couldn't just leave him there either. He looked to his partners and gave his say. "If we're going to kill him, we should at least give him a quick death."

Eldrin arrived at the Waterfront from a week's trip from Bravil, keeping a low profile. The guards around him were too panicked to notice him but better safe than sorry. Last week, he received a letter from his mentor, Commodus, telling him to find a Dark Elf captain at the Waterfront and join his party. The letter stated this would be his most important contract, so he assumed his client would be some really big cheese. If only the letter explained more. For now, he'll undergo the regular procedure. He meets the client, shields the coward from his own shadows, and gets his pay within 2 week's time. He continues walking past the anxious citizens, within a minute. He spots the ship described in the letter and sure enough, there was a well dressed Dark Elf, as well as a Khajiit woman as his assistant. "Good afternoon milord. I believe I am the mercenary you hired for your boat trip." He took a seat on the stairs leading to the stern deck without another word, awaiting further orders.

Name: Eldrin Race: Wood Elf Age: 25 Association: Has several ties in the criminal underworld as well as the Corbolo Cutthroats, an infamous mercenary association which he is a member of. Personality: Sly, clever, and nimble, but is also sometimes rude and obscene. He is easily provoked and will not hesitate to put an arrow into those who do. He has a neutral morality, but still takes enjoyment in certain troublesome deeds as well as respectable ones Strengths: Has extraordinary skill with a bow as well as having expertise with the sword. He is also experienced in stealth and other skills. Weaknesses: A magnet for trouble. Because of the sect he belongs to, he is often a wanted man. Background: Eldrin was born out of wedlock to a Bosmeri noble. In these parts of the world, particularly in Elven societies. bastard children are considered disgusting, and are treated no better than slaves. This was the kind of lifestyle Eldrin lived until his 10th birthday. When Eldrin turned 10, he ran away on a ship headed towards Bravil. Eldrin lived the next two years as a street urchin, stealing from the market and pickpocketing the citizens. At age 12, Eldrin was adopted by an Imperial man named Commodus. Commodus took notice in the boy's skill in thievery and other practical skills, and invited him to join his brother's mercenary company known as the Corbolo Cutthroats; a notorious group of mercenaries. Eldrin was trained in several skills in his new guild, like swordplay, stealth, and whatnot. He showed prodigious skill in archery, even surpassing the finest archers in the guild by the time he was 17. By then, he was a force to be reckoned with. P.S: I also wanted to post his appearance, so: http://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=224178895 (Edit: Sorry, set it to private by mistake. The link is fixed now.)

Edwin heard the loud roar of the dragon. It nearly swept him off of his feet. Startled, he instinctively fired a few spells at the sky before coming to his senses. The dragon was similar to the first dragon they faced before. The only difference was that it was flying. But this is just what his optimism was saying. Nevertheless, he immediately fired several spells at the dragon. This one was fast however, faster than a black horse on moon sugar. Only one or two spells connected. He thought of summoning a Flame Atronach to make striking the dragon easier. Needless to say, he did, and it somewhat worked. Following Tordin's plan, he tried to keep the dragon in front of the ship. Whenever the dragon would attempt to veer to the ship's side or fly overhead, he'd herd it back to the front with a large blast of magic. He even used the crossbows Bragol tossed on deck to his advantage, using a Telekinesis spell to fire them remotely. The only problem was that the dragon could fly under and attack the stern. Thankfully the dragon hadn't thought of that yet, and was just sticking to charging into the same traps over and over again. Soon the dragon was completely trapped in front of the bow. He signaled Raj to charge forward and impale the flying lizard.