[color=black]It is difficult to imagine any creature feeling comfortable in the Maker forsaken flood lands of the Storm Coast, but that was exactly what the giant Kossith was as he made his way through the thick brush as easily as one would stroll through the market. Despite the clouds that hung heavy over head, the rain that came down like torrents, or the freezing air that cut to the bone Vat-Katair kept a unnerving grin on his face as he swiftly strode onward with a group of his men in tow. The weather couldn't help but make him reminisce about his days back on Seheron and leading a group of his Tal-Vashoth brothers on an ambush of a Qunari encampment. He was quickly pulled out of this memory when he realized how far ahead of his men he had gotten, they seemed to be having their fair share of trouble navigating the less than forgiving terrain. [color=9e0b0f][i]"At least the Tal-Vashoth weren't such whelps."[/i][/color] Vat-Katari thought to himself with a shake of his head, causing a small down pour of water to fall from his thick, white mane, as he waited for his men to regroup with him.

Lucky for his men Vat-Katari had already found a spot not too far from the entrance to the mines that they could use to briefly gather their barings before they started the raid. Vat-Katari eyed the cave as he ran down the details he gathered about the operation in his mind. It was some sort of lyrium mine, though there was something apparently special about the lyrium here that Vat-Katari wasn't exactly sure about. He also manage to find out that this was some sort of Tevinter funded dig so it was safe to assume that there were at least a few mages mucking about in the mines. Likewise whenever Tevinter was involved in something slave labor was a guarantee, either they brought their own or they collected some from one of the near by villages regardless that meant the workers weren't going to be big supporters of their bosses. The only real blind spot in Vat-Katari's intel was on the exact security in the mines and with Tevinter mages anything from blood magically enhanced warrior slaves to a horde of demon shades were possible.

Vat-Katari's mental check list was interrupted by movement coming from the entrance of the mine. He quickly took shelter behind a tree and signaled the rest of his men to hide as well. It was a young lad that exited the cave with quite the jumpy and skittish look about him. Judging from his robes he was an assistant mage to some other higher ranking Vint mage, Vat-Katari had seen and killed enough of both to be able to spot them on sight. Regardless of the lost and frightened look on the boy's face he was in the way of Vat-Katari and his prize so he had to be dealt with. So with one a quick gesture to Gehel, the elf now sporting a broken nose, Vat-Katari gave the order to cut the young mage's life short. Two precise arrow shots later the apprentice laid on the ground drenched in a mixture of rain, mud, and his own blood, the light draining from his eyes.

Vat-Katari wasted no time moving over to examine the body, he had to make sure that he didn't have to finish the job. Lucky for both the young mage and Gehel the elf's arrows did their job and ended the lad quickly. [color=9e0b0f]"Now lets see what you've got..."[/color] The bandit chief spoke to himself as he began to raid the body's pockets. Not much was on the lad disappointingly besides some tome on Tevinter customs, a few silver pieces, and... [color=9e0b0f][i]"Hmm what's this?"[/i][/color] Vat-Katari found what looked like quite the official letter. After tearing it open and scanning over its contents his expression went to slight bewilderment to a deadly serious. [color=9e0b0f]"Qalaba vashedan."[/color] Vat-Katari cursed in his native tongue before turning and singling for his men to fall in around him.

[color=9e0b0f]"Looks like I was right boys, we have some Vint mages hold up in there."[/color] Vat-Katari said as he looked over his men. [color=9e0b0f]"It also seems that they raised up some walking corpses for their security."[/color] He added, getting a slight gasp of surprise from a few in the crowd. [color=9e0b0f]"Shut your traps!"[/color] He snapped, regaining the silence of his men. [color=9e0b0f]"It is just like killing anyone else, just that these guys have their throats pre-slit."[/color] He said with a dark laugh before turning to the cave and started to head in. [color=9e0b0f]"Come on boys, it's time to get our pay day."[/color]
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