Ri'Visah was beginning to feel the skooma kick in, freeing his mind from his past. It felt wondrous.
He looked around, the plains of Whiterun now clearer than before, the sunlight even brighter than before. It felt like he saw everything. And heard everything, too. He could hear the rustling of branches...
...wait, rustling of branches? Ri'Visah snapped back to attention, but the skooma still weighed on him mind. There are no animals... there is no way that noise is an indigenous creature... He quickly reached down and felt for the hilts of his daggers, and found them, slowly withdrawing them from his dark leather belt. He held both blades in one hand while he reached into a pocket to withdraw a phial of a new substance - not skooma.
The bushes rustled again.
Ri'Visah surveyed the nearby landscape, eying the ditches off the side of the path, trying to find the source of the noise. "Everyone, stop. And don't look suspicious." Ri'Visah said in a low, quiet voice, and the group halted, and they looked at Ri'Visah, puzzled.
Just then, the distinctive sound of steel on steel came from behind Ri'Visah, and he quickly spun around to see an Imperial Legionnaire, sword raised, about to strike down the Khajiit.
All in one movement, he tossed the phial from his hand into the Legionnaire's face, threw one of his blades into the empty hand, and charged.
The phial, which contained a deadly and corrosive poison, shattered on the man's face, searing his flesh, and screams of agony resonated across the plains. He doubled over, dropped his steel sword, and both hands went up to his now burning face. Just then, Ri'Visah was upon him, and plunged both Vengeance and Charity into the screaming Legionnaire's neck, silencing him. The lifeless body crumpled to the ground, and a large blood pool began to form on the cobblestone path immediately.
Perfectly good phial, shattered. And that poison was not easy to concoct. What a waste, Ri'Visah thought as he looked both ways, seeing Legionnaires on either side, weapons drawn, ready to strike. There must have been around 6 other Legionnaires, apart from the now dead one.
"Now we fight," Ri'Visah said, teeth clenched, and the Legionnaires charged.