Rebecca roamed outside of the Tavern, taking a better look at the world around her, now no longer focused on a curious horse or her former friend-turned-pursuer Vnuku. She was beginning to admire the beautiful surrounding forest, even if it was miles away from the more populated sections of Cyrodiil. While Rebecca was admiring the woods around her, she saw Vnuku appear from the woods. “So you chose now to take a final action, broad daylight.†Vnuku looked to Rebecca, and told her “Can’t see each other in the night.â€
Vnuku and Rebecca faced one another outside of the Tavern, weapons unsheathed and eyes bitterly focusing into the very soul of their opponent. The deadly spat was a completely wordless affair, unlike their other battles; this wasn’t one of their run of the mill skirmishes. In this battle, they weren’t out to taunt each other; the two were ready for the ultimate clash which would end their aggressive squabbling. “Ladies first, Rebecca.â€