Valen crouched over his kill. Tilting the boys head from side to side he made a tsk sound. "Not a tribe I recognize. Smaller family I assume." He mumbled under his breath. They had clearly not expected people to come at them from below. He would have to admit Hagjorn had the right aidea approaching in such a manner. He closed the boys eyes and sighed. "Sleep young warrior. You are far from home." He mumbled to himself. He wondered idly if this would be his own fate one day. Killed by some random mercenary, far removed from everything he used to love. It seemed more likely by the day.

He then got up to his feet and followed his newfound comrade with urgency to his step. At the mentioning of switching weapons, he simply nodded and took out his spear instead. They moved trough the lower deck of the boat, going cabin to cabin in search for something, anything really. They found bunk beds, but not their owners. Barrels upon barrels in another cabin. He wondered briefly if this was just a merchant vessel, seeing how they found nothing very militant or insidious.

He picked up the manifesto as Hagjorn put it down. Eyeing it he read it slowly in the poor light."Excavation tools, specifically sets for working with Dwemer mechanisms. Looks like they are after whatever is buried around here. They seem to be here for a long haul. This got to be a weeks worth of provisions. Plenty of soulgems to. An awful lot actually. Could be worth coming back for those." He eyed the list critically and made a face as he saw several bottles of sedative potions listed along with whips. Terrible memories flared up in the back of his head. "And to torch the fucking boat afterwards..." 

Putting the list down, he followed after Hagjorn again, shield na spear at the ready as they suddenly stopped. Being behind hagjorn, the cramped space made it hard to see. "See what?" He asked, but felt a knot in the pit of his belly. At hagjorns sudden yelling he growled. "I don't have my bow out remember!" He pressed low and held his shield in front of him as he rushed the stairs after their ivisible enemy, HIs spear out in front of him, making even a unseen enemy unwise to try and fight his reach and defense. He came up after Hagjorn and immedietly scanned his surroundings, prepared for anything.