11 Madness Within Oneself

After defeating the knight's and slaying the traitorous Dunmer who had sold you for a sweetroll. Dovah and Jazara can be seen walking through the busy side of New Sheoth in a place called Bliss. A city that holds the residents of Mania, with vivid color. Along with Houses that were deranged and entirely out of place, yet giving the place a sense of beauty beside its grand galas atmosphere.

Many of the residents had a joyful smile plastered onto their face, that was utterly insane. As many would conversate randomly with various completely different topic that wouldn't fit a story or that be way to much of exaggeration. A breton could be seen as he crouched around while shielding his head. Jazara and Dovah stare that the man, for he was out of place even in a place of madness.

Jazara walks towards the Breton, as she wonders about his bizarreness. the Breton turns around as he speaks in a paranoids tone

"oh.. hello, don't mind me, the walls aren't safe anymore. And their out to get me, I can't even sleep in my own bed." As the man finished off with tiredness in his voice.

Dovah walks next to Jazara as he replies in his usual hollow voice "the walls aren't safe?"

The breton replies " you don't?? you should thankful that you had met me, Its almost as if your clueless, walking around as if the walls weren't alive." he responded with a tone of surprise along with a bit of insanity.

Jazara replies this time with a questing tone " Jazara does not understand why you don't sleep outside?"

The Breton eyes light up " what brilliant idea, did not think of that, where would I sleep? I need a place to rest my little head, isn't that a wonderful idea" as he continues to talk as his eyes dimmed down.

"But I can't sleep almost anywhere, I need to watch out for statues and walls. I know their out to get me! of course if you want me place to rest, ill reward you handsomely!".

Dovah replies to Breton " Isn't it dangerous to sleep outside? or cold?"

The Breton frowns " do not tease me, I could die, don't you know? this is serious, the walls they are alive, I even saw them blink!"

Dovah and Jazara begin to look around for a place for the Breton to sleep in until they came across a beggar that went by the name of Uungor.

he turns to dovah and jazara as he begins to talk with a paranoid tone " you're one of them? well know that I won't go crazy, I know you have been watching me! waiting for me to go insane! But I won't, nope, nope." as he speaks while trying to not sound crazy.

Dovah responded, "well then, why do you sleep inside?"

he frantically response "HA! a trap, that one would tell, trying to make sleep inside of their home so I turn special like them. Always whispering, always trying to get into my head. But, I don't belong here, really you must believe me!"

He continues to talk "but... a warm bed wouldn't hurt anyone, then I can escape without them noticing. You won't tell them right?" as he skeptically eyes at dovah and jazara with a look of mistrust.

Dovah responds to the paranoid elf " a Breton is willing to give up his bed, and would like to switch"

Uungor reply to dovah with a suspicious tone "you're trying to trick me! aren't you? trying to whisper your vile poison, you want to make me believe, he would like to get rid of his comfy bed, ha! like I would ever trust you!"

Jazara just sighs at herself while she hands Uungor a bag of coins "Jazara thinks this might change your mind"

Uungor gives a big wide smile as he greedily grabs the bag of coins " sure, sure. I think I can trust you. I am sure to regret this, but a soft bed won't hurt, fine go and tell him, we can switch." as he starts to count the coins in the bag.

Dovah and Jazara just shrug as they walk along as they went to tell breton of the good news.

The Breton turns around " did you find me a place to sleep, Hm? excellent ,well done. A place where I can stare at the stars, too small and far away to hurt anyone. At least someone can take my place, in case if the walls fall on top of him. Can't be a hero and save everyone." as he brightly smile with a cheerful tone.

Dovah respons "forgetting something? like my reward"

The breton replies "yes, right. here a scroll, was going to use to fight off the walls at least I wont have worry about that." As he rushes to his bed roll, trying to take a nap until a giant star falls on top of him, crushing him under the weight.

Jazara's eyes widen at the blood pool while staring at the Breton. as his arm and leg still twitching in pain as a pile of blood from under the giant star.

Dovah replies, as he breaks the moment of silence " I guess he was right.."

Shortly after remembering their task, Dovah and Jazara dash to New Sheoth Capital to talk with the mad prince to tell of the knights of order that had attacked them.