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Gideon huffed out his nose, blowing dust from it after opening a door he didn't think had been touched for centuries. How someone's family heirloom was hidden away inside this crypt was anyone's guess, but he wasn't here to ask those kinds of questions. He was here to get a job done, get paid, and get back home to Jorrvaskr.

He'd already dispatched some draugr, and anticipated many more rooms full of them before he got to his goal. It always seemed to work that way. He sometimes wanted to go back in time just to tell the ancient Nords to stop mummifying themselves so he wouldn't have so many damned undead to wade through to get half his jobs done, but again, he wasn't here to complain. He enjoyed fighting, even if fighting undead was near the bottom of his list of enjoyable encounters. They unnerved him, with their stench of death and lack of a heartbeat, only the sounds of their creaking bones alerting him. He was so used to using his lycan hearing to track his prey that the draugr always threw him off, no matter how many times he fought them.

So, if this crypt was full of undead, why could he hear the faint, but unmistakable sound of a heartbeat in the next room?

Preparing himself for the worst - likely some kind of necromancer or cultist, he assumed - Gideon lifted his skyforge steel greatsword into position and kicked the next door open, ready to swiftly cut down whatever horror awaited him.

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Gideon resisted the urge to roll his eyes at her quip, instead narrowing them as she pulled the mask aside. His gaze took in her face as soon as it was out of the way, both taking in her features and looking for any hint of deception in her eyes. He saw none with his brief glance, and was already growling with irritation at the realization that they’d both been duped. This was going to be even more trouble than it was worth, but they were already here, and he wasn’t going to walk away empty-handed.

When she reacted to his mention of Talos, Gideon’s thoughts were interrupted for a moment as he wondered what the look was for, and then remembered. He was so used to being around like-minded folk that it sometimes slipped his mind that there was a civil war going on over this exact thing, and seemed a little relieved that she was on his side of it. From what he’d seen, she wasn’t a person he wanted to get into a fight with.

The little boost of confidence given by them having something else in common lowered his guard a little further, and he shrugged his shoulders as he came to a conclusion. “Since neither one of us wants to leave, why don’t we finish the job together and make him pay double? It’s only fair. Idiot shouldn’t be hiring more than one person at a time and he’ll be lucky if we don’t take more.”