Brayan jumped towards the vampire, who dragged his claws across thin air. He turned and looked down to where he thought the girl was. Unfortuneatley for him, this allowed Brayan to tackle him. Meanwhile, Burag casted a firebolt spell on the assassin, who casted a frost spell on himself to block it. He threw his dagger at Burag, who just barely managed to dodge it. He ran faster and jumped, shifting in mid-air. He tore into the Morag Tong. He turned back just as quickly, savoring in his victory. Brayan was still tearing the vampires dead body apart with his bare hands. Burag went to untie Falion and his daughter. "I think Mephalah will stay away from you two for quite a while. It should be safe for you to stay back in Morthal." "Do you know any restoration magic? Mjoll has been bitten adn is nearly dead." "Of course I can help. Those two were prepared because a couple of undead thralls managed to kill the vampire guard. Now lead me out of here!", said Falion as he readied his healing spell. They all travelled back to the main part of the stronghold. Everyone there was gathered around Mjoll. Falion quickly ran up and casted a spell, just in time to save her life. Burag went back into the longhouse, reminiscing about his old life. They stayed there for the night and left, with much of the treasure from downstairs. Mjoll was a wreck due to Aerins death and the other wolf pack were preparing a special funeral to honor their kinsmans death. Brayan and Burag's pack headed back to Morthal, where they would set up camp outside their while they figured out what to do next.