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"5000 in The Pale, 4040 in The Reach, 1000 in Estmarch and 1040 in every other hold," The guard said.
"Damn it!" General Tullius exclaimed.
He pulled out a knife and stabbed it into a nearby table to let out some pent up aggression.
"Just who do they think they are?"
Tullius was puzzled thinking about these thieves. He knew nothing about these 2 criminals, other than the fact that they had sprung up out of nowhere one day and became the most wanted criminals in the history of Skyrim. Granted there were 2 of them, but it was still a lot.
"We need to catch these two, before they interfere with my war," he said.
He turned to the soldier who read off the twins' bounties.
"Tell me everything we know about them."
"Yes sir!" The guard replied. "They refer to themselves as the thoron twins. Witness accounts say that it's a man and woman, who have similar facial features and both have white hair, sir!"
"Is that it?" The general asked.
The soldier replied, "No sir! According to witness reports, they can use the voice. Like those greybeards up on mountain, sir!"