Dark Overlord Allegiance
TalonOnce Corvo realized there was someone making sounds behind them, they'd noticed the splashing noise came from down the waterway, around the corner, as someone was running. The sound of feet clicking off the stone ground got closer and closer, until eventually the one running finally appeared. An Argonian. He was looking behind his back as he came towards them, not noticing Talon and Corvo until he was a few feet away. Once he did, he stopped in his tracks; quickly pulling out his short sword. "Who are you!?" He shouted, not thinking they were whoever his attackers were, since they certainly didn't dress like them. "What are--..... What?" He was very confused by the still living blade next to Corvo, as Talon was dressed like one.
From behind Corvo, using an invisibility potion, someone tried sneaking up on him with a knife, planning to stab the assassin in the back. And behind the Argonian, his chasers appeared.
Three, to be specific. One carried a short sword, two with a sword and shield. The Argonian slowly tried backing up, not wanting a fight. "Kill them." The first chaser ordered, before, they all charged.
Imperial City Sewers
The moment the Argonian appeared, Talon already had her blade at his throat in the blink of an eye.
He looked like a thief. Smelled like one too, as she had to stop herself from blocking her nose the moment she had his scent. Instead, she simply gave him a snarl full of teeth.
"Your presence offends me, criminal. Tell me why I shouldn't free your head from your body?"
Though the question was quickly drowned out with the appearance, and dispatching, of several members wearing some manner of Daedric armor - Familiar in a way that she couldn't quite tell yet - The only remnants of their ambush being a pile of ash and two disposable sources of information, which Talon was quick to knock out before they could rise yet again.
Finally, she turned to regard the newcomer, snorting disdainfully at his words. "Careful, wretch. I care not for your enchanted toys, but threaten me again and I'll have your head on a pike."
Eventually, she sheathed her weapon, using her immense strength to carry both of the unconscious assassins by the scruff of their necks. Looking back coldly. "If you wish to stay in this stink, then be my guess. But I am leaving."