An Ounce of Rage

It did not take long for Legate to awake. The helmet had seemingly repaired it's self during the chaos of the battle. And on the road to Winterhold where the very arrangement would be made. He thought he had be captured so he seeminly just rolled off the back of the horse gently and landed on his feet before making a dead on sprint to Dawnstar. He knew the area well it was his home after all. He barely whispered to himself as he pumped his legs "This is the last time I trust anyone to not do something stupid......"

Marcus hearing Legate fall from the horse turns around and, on his horse, get in front of Legate and asks, "Where do you think your going?".

Marcus fell to the ground taken by surprise by Legate's kick, fall's off his horse and onto his back. Sighing as he gets up, "This whelp is a cheeky bastard isn't he?" he said to himself as he got back on his horse, "He said he needed to go to Dawnstar after Solitude, should be a good place to start," he said to himself again, heading back towards Dawnstar.