Arcturus was just south of Falkreath when he saw something move in the undergrowth. He slowed Shalidor down to try and see what had moved. However as soon as Shalidor was at a slow trot, out of the shadows lunged a huge 7 foot long snake. Arcturus, who wasn’t wearing any armour, as his armour would arise suspicion, felt the snake smash into his left. As he was falling the snake crunched down on the Imperials chest. “Arghh!” He cried as he was falling, falling, falling out of consciousness. Shalidor, who had only just got his head around what had happened, panicked and sprinted to Falkreath. Arcturus when falling got his right foot trapped into the right stirrup and was dragged to the minor city.
Once Shalidor got there the townsfolk of Falkreath, gasped as they saw the spectacle. Lod, the cities blacksmith, said “Look at his ring; he’s one of them. Quick send someone to get them.” On Arcturus’ limp hand was Sir Amiel's ring, the one he found in the Priory of the Nine, and it gleamed in the morning sun radiantly. The Crimson ruby inlaid in the ring, was the same colour as the blood that was leaking through the Imperials ivory finery.