When Baladas called the then skull-crushed daedra a 'good boy', Ungimros considered pointing out that the creature was not actually a wolf, but decided this was a philosophical argument. Also, walking corpses were trying to murder them. Ungimros' next slaying was a draugr with sword and shield. The creature was sure to block any arrows he sent at the usual places, but the Bosmer knew a few others that mercenaries and wildlife were familiar with. An arrow went through the draugr's knees, and suddenly Ungimros was a lot less concerned about all the angry corpses. He knew he could deal with his share, and he even had enough time to make a profit. Holding out a hand to the now-slowed draugr, he reached into that space between planes, and looked for the thing's soul. It was able to take two shambling steps before Ungimros made a connection, and another two while he tied an aetherial tether to his satchel's contents. The creature was almost upon him when he'd finally drawn his bow, and when it raised its sword and forgot about shielding, Ungimros put an arrow into its mouth. He thought he heard the steel head hit a tomb wall behind, but other noise was drowned out by the draugr's soul ripping from it as it fell limp beside Ungimros.

By the time the soul finished transferring to his satchel, Ungimros heard a grave voice calling the rest of the corpses away in a language the hunter didn't know, let alone understand. The arrogance and assurance were obvious though. It reminded Ungimros of all the chieftans, nobles, royals, or family heads he'd met or heard of, as well as many Altmer. This seemed somehow more valid though, as all the confidence he'd built in the heat of combat melted off him. Still, he appreciated one of the Dunmer talking back to it.

"Are you antagonizing the undead mage voice?" Ungimros asked Venym, smirking a bit. Generally he would've taken that role upon himself - had he spoken the language. He appreciated the gesture, and decided he liked this Dunmer best.

Post-battle, Ungimros' broken arrowhead was moved to his right satchel, set beside the gem he'd trapped a draugr in. That alone would fetch him something, but he suspected at this point that the spooky voice implied greater treasures than previously anticipated. In any event, it would prove interesting, which was really all there was.