The female Imperial, Katrina, caught up to him. "What manner of enemy should we expect when we arrive?" she asked. Dralith regarded her with an unreadable expression. He couldn't tell if her inquiry was born of excitement, curiosity, or worry. Perhaps a combination of the three. How to answer the question without instilling fear or demotivating the girl?
"Well, Lady Katrina." he started. "Once we arrive we'll likely find Mythic Dawn cultists around the gate. They'll be easy enough to deal with. Once inside we'll encounter Daedra. The most common of these being low class Dremora and Scamps." He paused for a moment. "Dremora are humanoids and don Daedric armor, however the ones I've encountered so far are only low class warriors. They shouldn't be taken lightly though as even they are quite a match for the average legionary. The Scamps are impish creatures that will attack from a distance with spells." As he finished, they exited the city gates onto the bridge. Movement from the side caught his eye and a hand instinctively went to the hilt of one of his blades, ready to draw the weapon. Dralith recognized the Bosmer, Brogan and let his hand fall back to his side.
"Ah, how nice of you to join us Master Brogan. I was beginning to worry you'd run off.."