Ok, next one really.
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Arygon stumped through the streets, his toes burning from kicking the dresser. It was surprisingly heavy for such an empty house, but Arygon continued on to the Inn, climbed the stairs and entered Telina's room. "So what'd I miss?" Arygon asked as he sidled around the door.
Rahvin
"You haven't been gone long enough to miss anything." Rahvin replied, wondering when everyone was going to get around to leaving his room.
Brianna had come in to talk with him about something, but that was delayed by the multidtude of people that felt it necessary to invade his space.
Maze
Maze stared at the man who approached him... he was a small fragile man... but there was something dark about him...
Maze would have normally killed the man... but the darkness he sensed in him got Maze intrigued... since the darkness within the man reminded him so much of the darkness within himself.... anyways something told Maze that he would rather have this man as an ally... well at least for the time being...
"Who are you?... and what do you want..." Maze told the man before him with his welcoming voice... unknown to him is that his voice always sounds the same... like some one who does not care for the emotions or well being of others... a cold emotionless voice...
Maze
"First answer my question... who are you?" Maze voice got even colder...
Cerpin
Cerpin winked at Maze. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you, so why bother? I don't ask for your name, do I?"
"Besides, I hear there's strength in numbers, so why not make oursleves stronger?"
MAZE
"I guess you have a point... and I am not the kind to turn away power... but the first sign of weakness you show... will mean your death..." Maze said coldly... he took his gaze away from his new companion and stare at the night sky... he took a deep breath.... inhailing the moist and cold air once again... and then he stared at his companion once again...
"Come... lets travel to Lainlalten together... I'll buy you a round of flin once we arrive..."
"An alliance made out for power is a weak alliance at the best... I just hope for his sake that he is no weakling..." Maze thought to himself but not showing any sing of emotion in his face nor his vioce
Cerpin
Cerpin thought that his current body was about ten or twelve signs of weakness, but this stranger was willing to give him a chance.
How sweet of him. he thought wryly.
"Not to be showing a sign of weakness, but I don't think I can quite stomach a flin."
MAZE
"Then I guess I will have to drink my flin and your's... anyways... what are those gloves you are wearing... they are of a dark nature... I should know... since the darkness calls to me... and those gloves seem to be screaming..." Maze stared at his companion with a little sinister smile in his face... since that is the only way he knows how to show a sign of emotion...
Sasal, road to Lainlalten
Sasal took notice of the cloaked man walk along the road, in which his head frequently staired at the sky and stoped for a breather, then back on the road. Soon he was accompanied by another figure, who seemed to appear from nowhere. their presence towards eachother was first hostile, then they seemed to have befriended eachother. Sasal kept a safe distance from the two, one walking straight, the other pointing out the other's hands, or from what sasal saw, his gloves....
(I've never been very good at introductions!)
ARCTURUS
The Skingrad Mages Guildhouse was a busy, loud building today. Arcturus looked around for the source of the commotion, and found it rather quickly.
It's amazing how quickly you can find something when it attacks you.
A dremora ran straight towards Arcturus waving a daedric longsword about like a complete fool. Thinking quickly Arcturus muttered the words to a frost spell, blasting the dremora off its feet and into a wall. The dremora screamed something about refusing to lose, and suddenly it was very quiet.
It was also no longer the Skingrad Guildhall. It was somewhere different entirely. Blast, he thought, I've never liked transport spells. Well, best find out where that Oblivion-taken dremora has pushed me off to. Brushing non-existant dust from his silky black robe, Arcturus headed for the city he could see in the distance...
Sasal, Road to Lainlalten
Sasal, eyeing out the two shoddy characters, wanted no trouble. He stopped to open his bag and pulled out a invisiblity potion, and poured it over his entire armor/body. Soon he strayed off the road and silently ran through the snowy trees and bushes, only to run into a person who appeared out of thin air. Sasal's entire body ran into a tree as he avoided the young man(Arcturus); and in doing so, his invisiblity had been disabled and his helmet was sent flying backwards from his head , rolling towards the two sinster looking men. This semi-catastrophy had knocked sasal on his back, dazed and disoriented
Telina, inn
Telina, who had been finished with her little walk, headed back into the inn. And naturally her room had to be filled up with people, so she just sat down on the bed.
"Whats going on...why are everyone here, some people need sleep you know"?
Arygon stood there with the rest of them, no-one had moved since Rahvin had anwasered him, so Arygon slid back out the door. He left the building and wandered the streets. After realising that it was early in the morning and none of the shops were open Arygon broke out his lockpick set. The closest door was a small house, a shopkeeper's house probably. Arygon insert the pick, and was surprised to find it would fit. He tried with a better quality pick and was still stumped. How odd I used to be able to unlock anything... Arygon thought to himself. He decided to do this the easier way, he inserted a knife and then kick it into the lock until it broke out of the other side I'm glad that worked. Arygon said, almost outloud...
MAZE
"That is fair... now tell me what are truly up too... a man like you does not wonder aimlessly thorugh the world... you have a purpose... an I am willing to join that purpose... but I forget my manners... first we must find a location safely away from prying ears... then I too will share with you my purpose... and history..." Maze told his companinion... he had a feeling that this is going to get a lot more interesting as time passes by...
"Maybe this alliance will hold strong" Maze thought to himself... he stared at the now rising sun... and then he saw the image of the village in the far horizon...
OOC: YAY! Finally people have taken it into their hands to help time along a bit...night in the RP has lasted several nights in RL.
Deagan, Inn
Deagan awoke in a bed, unsure of how he'd gotten there...the alcohol had clouded his memory and the last thing he remembered was ordering a few drinks from the bar. As he turned over he could see some light from the window, the sun was starting to come up already and he shielded his eyes with his hand.
He felt refreshed and strong because he'd finally gotten some sleep...but also sick at his stomach and his head hurt bad...
As he crawled out of bed he grabbed his equipment and put it on before heading out the door, still rubbing his eyes.
Arygon looked out the window at the growing light. It would make this thievery more difficult, so Arygon decided to finish anyway. Arygon turned and poured a potion down the sleeping man's throght (sp) to have him stay asleep. Arygon then kicked the dresser until and edge cracked and he inserted a knife and drilled a hole empting the desk of it septims and valueables. It turned out to be 20 septims and a expensive glass ring. Arygon dived out the window landing on the rooftop of the next door house and ran along the rooftops. He stopped on the roof of the building just across from the inn. A nice view for once Arygon thought to himself. Then he noticed travellers just coming into sight on the far horizon. Now who could that be?
OOC: It is nice that someone finally ended that night... although it means Arygon has been 1..2..3.. days without any real amount of sleep.
OOC: Leave a few surprises for the group, eh, DarkHunter?
Cerpin
After they had walked a good distance away from the two strange travellers, Cerpin looked up to Maze.
"You asked about my gloves? Well...they are enchanted with a rather unusual spell that I made with the...help of my family. They allow me to-" he stopped speaking as a violent spurt of coughs assaulted him. Regaining his composure, he continued. "One alows me to switch bodies with my victims, while the other will remain a secret until we get to know each other."
"As for why I'm here...I'm looking for some people. My employer wants them to be disposed of."
Rahvin
Rahvin waited patiently for his 'comrades' to leave his room, but he had apparently waited in vain as the sun was already rising.
"What did I get, one, maybe two hours of sleep?" he asked to no one in particular.
MAZE
"Those gloves seem to be very dark indeed... and I guess I will have to wait for the revealing of the other... I myself have a dark essence... you may chose not to belive but that is up to you... I am a ShadowCaster... I was once a great and noble warrior... until I was infuse with black and dangerous magic..." Maze stared at his compaion... his eyes started to glow a silvery color... Maze took of his cloak ... he reveal his true apperance... a giant of a man... he was well built... with bizzare black and green tattoo's decorating his face and arms... but more bizzare was his armor and weapons... pitch black armor and a cutlass that seemed to glow with a sinister black light...
Maze smiled his sadistic smile... he lifted his right arm and black electricity ran through it... it all gathered together at the center of his palm... it started to build up into a green ball of energy with black electrity runing around it... it felt as it was absorbing energy from the area around it... and then it vanished... as fast as it had appeared... he smiled again and stared at his companion once again with the bizzare glow in his eyes...
"And as for the people you are searching for... well let's say I have not feed my hunger for a while now.." Maze put his black cloak on again... he covered his face with the hoodie and the glowing light in his eyes started to slowly dissapear...
Sasal, on his back
The world was spinning for a few minutes.... the line in which the morning sun and the midnight sky had somewhat mixed together.... alot like pastel collors. Sasal rised from his dazed state only to note that his helmet was missing. He felt torn when he saw it land so roughly near the two dark men. Brushing himself off, he approached the two young looking men in hopes of this issue not turning into an arguement or a fight.
Fastening his Silvery-Purple Cloak, he aproached the men (now w/ arcturus) eyeing out his prized black ordinator helmet.
ARCTURUS
Noticing the grimace on their crawling companion's face, Arcturus followed Sasal's line of sight and noticed the object of his desire. A black Indoril helmet lay on the ground near Arcturus' feet, which he pushed towards the owner with a burst of Mysticism.
OUT OF CHARACTER
Dagoth Carlos (Whom I will from this point on refer to as DC): Every time I write Sasal I also write Salsa and have to correct myself. I apologize in advance if I suggest that your characters name is a spicy condimet.
Sasal
Seeing his helmet roll towards him Brought him unsurpassed joy, but also gave him
a sense of danger as he picked up his helmet. Eyeing out the men, he fastened his helmet on to his head. "Sorry for my interuption, just dropped my helmet" He said, readying his blade" Dont want any trouble from you young'ins"
OCC: lol thats ok legato, i spell sasal's name wrong a few times.... and i guess im ok w/ being called DC... dagoth carlos is a long name 2 type..........![]()
Arygon watched, and was quite surpired when a third shadowy figure joined the other two. Ah, just some innocent travellers, why am I so paranoid? Arygon thought to himself as he slid down the side of the building. He walked into the inn and waiting for anyone to come down the stairs. To pass the time he ordered drink with his new "found" money.
OOC:
Salsa...
MAZE
Maze stared at the intruder... and then at the moron who had ran into a tree while trying to make his precense unkown to both Maze and his new companion... for a moron he looked like he can handle himself pretty well in a fight... he was armed to the teeth with black ordinator armor...
"This should be fun" Maze thougth to himself... "and a good way to learn m companions strenght"... Maze moved his gaze away from the moron in armor... and towards the wizard who had conjured up the bone lord... he had ingage Maze's companion in conversation and it seemes as if his friend did not want to get in a battle...
"I will let this one slide" Maze thought to himself and also thinking he was showing to many sings of weakness already... but no harm done... well at least not yet...
Sasal, going to an inn
Reluctantly pulling his hand away from his sword, he gave a sigh as he smiled at the group of three. Clasping his hands together in a bow, he blessed them with a safe journey. "May you all find a place of higher enlightenment" he said as he gracefuly walked away. "children get more threatening each and every time i get off that mountain...." he spoke softly as he headed to the nearby town of Lainlalten.
A few Minutes apon leaving the three to conversate, he aproached a near by inn and entered the door. He removed his helmet prior to entering as he took a deep breath of the mead and flin that bogged up the air. Smiling as a few young nords, sasal aproached the barkeep."A fine day to you sir, might a purchase a room for the day?" the merry looking bartender replyed "It'l be 5 gold for the room. Here is you key, its the last room right of the large group occupying another room."
Sasal exchanged gold for a key as he stepped from stair to stair. He passed by his room and entered another, forgetting where his own room was. Apon entering, he noted the many people laying on beds and on the floor. "I thought this room was unoccupied" he said with a lost face
Arygon watched a man with black Indoril armour walk up the stairs. That was such a rarity that Arygon decided to follow him and ask where he had got it... or just take it from him. Arygon was surprised when the man walked into Rahvin's room. Arygon walked up behind him, "And just who are you?" Arygon asked, not even bothering to take out his daggers.
Rahvin
When yet another man walked into his room, Rahvin felt that that was one too many.
"I'm going to get some breakfast." was all he said before walking past everyone and into the common room.
He sat down at the bar and ordered a meal, not really thinking about the fact that he couldn't afford it.
Sasal, inn
Hearing a voice from behind, sasal turned to see a young man. His eyes shifting between sasal's eyes and his armor. "hello there young man!" he said with a jolly voice
"Im sorry is this your room I appologize, i misunderstood the bartender's directions to my room!" he said with a bellowing laugh. Excusing the man as sasal proceded to the room next door, he unlocked his room and removed his cloak and armor. He sat on the bed as he unbuckled his cuirass last from his chest. As he sat, he grabbed his helmet from the bed and stared blindly into it, reminicing of his brother's days as the
demi god: almalexia's right hand man.
Speaking to him self, "often i wondered as a child, 'why did they look at them the way they looked' and 'Why did he die?' " He gave the empty room a look of deep thought as he stared into the black helmet. "Nevertheless, im hungry!" he said openly as he marched downstairs, shutting the door behind him.
Sasal, Inn:bar
Sasal sat next to Rahvin, and ordered a tall tankard of mead, followed by two peices of bread, scrib jerky, and cheese. as the large spread was placed infront of him, he offered half of his meal to the hazy-eyed dunmer next to him. "Heh, im not particularly a big spender, but i thought i needed this much food." "As an ancient moth guardian once told me, 'waisted food is an insult to the gods and to the barkeep, as they clean up after you!' " Sasal chuckled as he humbly offered Rahvin some food
ooc: Arghh! how dare you ! lol... ill try and reply to that later dark, but im kinda sleepy(1:15 here in hawaii) so ill reply in about 4-5 hrs later.... (light sleeper)
Arygon watched the man leave his room. It was a simple matter to pick the lock on the door. Arygon picked up the Ordinator Helmet and scratched the side to make sure it wasn't black ink. It turned out to be real BLACK Ordinator armour... How interesting Arygon thought to himself as he played with the cuirass...
Sasal
"that'll be 15 septims sir" the barkeep said. "Ah, i forgot my gold-pouch!" He said "I'll go get it in my room good sir!" He joked as he removed himself from the bar.He brushed against a few young nord men as he stepped up the stairs. His blind smile ceased as he aproached his room. He noticed his door open as his face went from happy and jolly, to stern and cautious. He shoved the door open and saw the young breton scratch the side of his helmet. "Leave now..... i dont want to kill anyone this morning." he said with an almost zombie like stare as he got into his fighting stance, 'Vivec/Indoril grappling'
(just made it up, think commando/millitary sambo for morrowind...)
Arygon looked up, How interesting that people always walk in on you Arygon thought to himself. "How interesting it is to see that you challege me without armour or weapons... most Indoril are coward without thier precious armour. I shall with draw, of course, as I am quite tired and don't feel like having to trick you out of your socks." Arygon smiled, " And here, you may want a btter weapon than that old sword." Arygon handed the man his Deadric Claymore that he had gotten from Sheograth before leaving Morrowing. Arygon turned and left, and went down to the bar. He ordered a drink and sat content drinking slowly.
Sasal
Sasal took a deep breath as he held the daedric claymore.*sigh* "i wasnt looking for a fight" he said to himself "But that helmet meens more to me that anything in the world..." he said as he dropped the heavy claymore, aproaching the black helmet to see if any real damage had been done. He examined the sides of it, then looked inside the helmet."S.V" he wispered"Salas Valor, my only brother...." Sasal laid his helmet on the bed, exiting the room while picking up the claymore and his gold pouch.
He proceded downstairs with silent footsteps, all while he was holding the claymore on his left shoulder, and his gold pouch with his right hand. Heavly dropping the claymore on the table, sasal gave the frightened barkeep his 15 septims as he said to Arygon
"Alas, you obviously no nothing of swords" he smiled "Young'ins today never learn that the quality of a sword isnt as important as the quality and skill one puts into it" sasal said, with a dissapointed grin.
Sasal moved his face vary closely to Arygon
"and unlike most Indoril, Im alowing you see the next night fall"he said as his red eyes glared into Arygon's eyes
He growled "Touch my armor again, and i promiss you that'll be the last drink you have"
As almost as if he had a split personality, sasal smiled and patted Arygon's head as he left him and Rahvin at the bar to go to his room.
Arygon turned, an Indoril looking for a fight... Heh, youngester... I wonder who he is anyway "Get back here oldtimer! I would say the quality matters, that thing can carve through walls! I'll buy the next..." Arygon looked through his Septim supply "I'll buy the bar for ya... on one condition...."
Sasal
Sasal brushed off the 'oldtimer' comment as he turned to Arygon, smiling casualy.
He approached Arygon as sat next to him, again smiling. "Alright, im listening" as he heard him say 'I'll buy the bar for ya... on one condition....'
"Where did you get that Ordinator armour?" Arygon asked "I'm a bit of a collector and have lots of everything, but have never seen armour like that!" Arygon peered at the man, he seemed common enough, but he carried a feeling of age and power I'll have to watch this one
"well, it all started 20 years ago in mournhold, the capital of morrowind."
Sasal looked out the nearby window as he began to speak
"My brother and I were young when we joined the temple"
"I Had just became a high ordinator for almalexia, following in my brothers footsteps, who was already Almalexia's Personal guard"
"Like all ordinators, we were first trained in vivec and policed the cantons."
"I had just Left Vivec and took a detour to Necrom to pay respects to our greater ancestors, then had made my way to The Gate of Symachus, the main entrance into mournhold."
"Apon entrance into the plaza brinsi dorom, the area was in ruins as i noted the fighting guards of king helseth and the high ordinators against the fabled fabricants of sotha sil."
Sasal took a sip of some mead as he continued.....
"I noted the center of the plaza was destroyed as an adventured entered the underworks of the plaza."
"Some say it was the Nerevarine, but i disregarded the fact"
"Making my way to the temple of Almalexia, She had been waiting for me.... which bothered me because only Almalexia's face had been filled with worry and confusion"
"She spoke not a word as beconed 2 other Hands to retrive me."
"As others surrounded her, i looked at her, then looked at her feet. it was non other than my brother."
"I lifted his near-lifeless body as a *Hand* said to me 'This was the request of Almalexia, he tried to run from the *Hands*, but she Took his life from him for running' "
" The same *hand* said to me, 'Almalexia said to us that, she allowed Salas to get *too close* and he was driven into maddness"
"Then almalexia shoo'ed all the others away as she performed a ritual apon Salas's dying body"
"Salas said but a few words before he asked for Almalexia to continue, 'Sasal' he wispered, 'Take me to morrowind, and burry there' he said 'leave this place, it has been corrupt since the events of The red moutnain' he told me"
"Soon, his soul left the world, and almalexia began to remove the power not only from his armor, but his soul" sasal said as he staired into his tankard of mead as he took a deep breath....
"Then, Almalexia spoke to me for the first time 'Salas wanted you to have his strength and knowlage' she said softly... though it was eerie hearing the voice of a *god"
"The purple and silver collor from his armor had been sucked away from the armor and into a swirling orb of light in almalexia's hand"
"She approached me and with a kiss to my forehead, she burned all of salas' knowlage and power into me."
"it was blurry after that, i had passed out and was laying on my bed in the barracks of Vivec."
"My brother's now black armor had been layed on my table, Repaired and polished"
"this drove me into into a reckless tantrum as i fought with many ordinators that were in the vicinity"
"then, i had been expelled from the temple, wandering the land in my brother's armor.... "
"Soon after my travelling, i had found a sunken boat off the coast of firewatch, it had many rarities, but non as rare as the one that i took from it"
"It was non other that my sword i carry around with me!" Sasal said as he giggled
"It was supposed to go the the beautiful cuirator of the mournhold museum of artifacts, but i had found a better use for it"
Sasal said as he smiled looking into his tankard of now non-existant mead
"And thats how it came to be, yet my brother's remains still remained a mystery as it was gone when i passed out"
Arygon listened in interest... "Interesting... have you heard the news? Alemxia is dead, thats kinda old news but maybe you've been out of touch for a while."
Sasal
Sasal tilted his head and smiled as he said to Arygon" Heh, i dont forget people like almalexia" "nor do i forget when they die" he said in a deep voice
Regaining his smile, he asked Arygon, "But what interests you with my armor? Its just lighter than the Vivec armor, but stronger in terms of endurance and durabilty when compaired to the high ordinator armor"
Arygon turned, "have you not noticed it the ONLY black set of Indoril armour.. and as I said I collect unique items... of course I doubt you would be willing to part with you own. Judging by the story at least." arygon ordered a pair of the best that the barkeep had, and handed one to the older man.
Telina, inn
Telina, walked out of the room, there were no chance that she could get more sleep anyway. As she came down the stairs, she noticed Rahvin sitting alone, by the bar, so she sat down beside him.
"Some bread, with meat and honey on, and a bottle of flin at the side", she said to the barman.
"So, Rahvin, I..er...noticed your dream".
Alright, I’m coming back. Since I have no idea what really happened (It will take a while to read.) I just go for some stuff that shouldn’t affect things much. Flint doesn’t know what’s happened either since he jumped off.
Flint Ironwood, on the rooftops of a city.
Flint gazed at the streets below and watched how the air from his lungs formed small white clouds in the air. He moved away from the edge and looked to the body at his feet. He’d become careless and this was what had happened.
,,I knew that I wouldn’t be safe here.” He muttered to himself. It wasn’t the first time he wished that he had killed his father instead of cutting off several bodyparts. The assassin wasn’t very good but he still almost got his pay. Only the sound of the man’s dagger being drawn had alerted Flint to his presence.
Flint crouched down and dug in the man’s pockets. As he’d expected, he found only the normal tools of an amateur assassin. Some cheap lockpicks, a self-made poison and a handful of Septims.
,,Damn, I nearly got killed by an amateur. This is so embarrassing.”
Flint took the Septims and got up while he checked his wounded arm. It wasn’t too serious and the poison only caused his body to itch all over. He should be able to finish his job and take care of the damage to his armour and his arm later.
Flint made his way back to the edge of the roof and waited till no one passed in the streets below before smoothly swinging down and trough the window he’d already opened earlier.
,,Now let’s see what kind of loot is in here.”
Rahvin
"Well, Deagan was drunk, and Sadril...well, I plan on dealing with him soon." he said, remembering when Sadril had threatened both Telina and Brianna...
Rahvin
Rahvin suspected something of her feelings, but that was still the last thing he had expected to happen. While he shared those feelings, he wasn't sure if it was the best thing.
What business did a nice gril like Telina have with an assassin?
Telina
Telina suddenly realised what she was doing, she broke of, and fell backwards off the chair, while saying "Oh my god", then she hit the floor, looking more embarrased than possible.
OOC: She was afraid that he would turn her off.
Rahvin
Rahvin suppressed a laugh as he stood and offered Telina a hand to help her up.
Telina, embarrased
Telina took his hand, and dragged herself up, looking more maroon than blue in her skin.
"Sorry, I..er...shouldn't have done that", she said with an exusing smile.
Rahvin
Rahvin shrugged. "Probably not." he said before sitting back down to his breakfast.
Flint Ironwood, inside a tavern.
Flint calmly moved through the rather dirty corridor. The noise from all the tavern’s customers downstairs masked any sound he could have made. After a short walk he arrived at his target, a crappy door that would probably fall apart if he spit on it. Flint smiled. That would actually be fun.
The Breton knelt down and put a pick in the lock.
,,Damn, it isn’t even locked. Where’s the fun in that?” He angrily whispered to himself. He then used his pick to lock the door(!) and then unlocked it again. He looked at the door again. With no doubt it would make a lot of noise if he opened it. After a short time spent thinking, he cast a silence spell on the door and opened it without a sound.
Inside, he found his target, a bad smelling drunkard. Flint sneaked closer, and picked two awfully smelling boots off the floor after which he left. He went out of the window again, back on the roof and then dropped down into a back alley where he removed his helmet.
He’d finished his business and received his pay of ten septims half an hour later.
All in all, this had to be the most pathetic job he ever got. He could’ve just walked in through the front door and grabbed the shoes. Their owner was too drunk to do anything. But he found it more fun to act on every job as if he was robbing the Imperial palace in Cyrodiil. He looked at his armour again. His arm had stopped bleeding and would probably heal up just fine without any Magicka to help it. That left his armour. A short inspection revealed that only the cloth covering it was ripped. The glass underneath was in perfect condition. Flint fixed the cloth in five minutes. If he ever wanted to retire, he could always become a clothier.
,,I’m getting restless. Time to move on.” The Breton said to himself and took out his map. Lainlalten seemed to be the closest place here. He bet he could reach it in one, maybe two jumps. ,,Well, let’s get going.” He muttered and sailed up into the air.
(He’s coming!
)
Sasal said to Arygon, "I suppose its a rarity" he said as his eyes wandered to a young dunmer girl fall on her behind "Children get reckless every day" He muttered under his breath.....
"So, what brings you to skyrim any way?" he question Arygon "Im here because i travel once a year from my house in Skinigrad in cyrodill to The throat of the World"
Streching out in his seat, he let a wide yawn loose
Deagan, Inn
Deagan stumbled down the stairs slowly toward the bar and sat down next to Rahvin and Telina, both of them looked somewhat embarrassed for some reason. He decided not to bring it up, instead deciding to eat something...again.
"I'll have some bread and some ale, actually wait....hold the ale....gimme some water..." Deagan said
The tender gave him his request and he began to eat, the small amount of gold left in his pocket was enough to pay for his meal, maybe two meals but that would take all of it.
He handed over a few coins and started to eat in silence.
I'm gonna need to stop off at a shop soon....
Rahvin
Rahvin had heard Sadril coming, but didn't care to try and stop him. Instead, he slipped a dagger into his hand from his sleeve just in case.
"And I figured you to be around two hundred years old, not two." he commented. "Now let me go, Vampire."
Telina
"Why you set him down, you nasty beast", Telina yelled at Sadril, all the while blushig more and more.
"He is not my boyfriend, we're...'we're, just"!!!! she gave up,l as she couldn't find out what to say...
Sasal eyed out the young man who had just stepped from the stairs, and was appearantly a vampire. "A vampire" he thought "Quarra? Aundae? Berne?"
sasal felt uneasy with a vampire walking around, and associating with non vampires.
While holding his tankard, a silver dart dropped into his right hand as he readied to kill the vampire
Arygon already had a Ebony thrwig star out and was tracking Sadril, when he noticed a silver dart drop into the old timers hand. "You're quite quick... for someone claiming to be at least a hundred years old..." Arygon suprised the man by folding his hands and drawing a dozen Ebony throwing stars from a slot in his hand...
OOC: Thats right his HAND! *Secret revealed later*
Sasal
Sasal smiled "Hmm, im old enough to sniff out vampires and necromancers from miles away" Sasal drank his mead as his dart protruded from his right hand, which was holding the tankard.
"being an ordinator in vivec has blessed me with the tittle of 'Crusader' one who is dedicated to rooting out evil in the world and who is dedicated to a good purpose" He said as he wiped the mead from his mouth with his left hand, still holding his dart in the right
Arygon left the Ebony throwing starts cutting through the skin on his right hand between the finger. Miraculously it wasn't bleeding, and Arygon was holding a drink and calmly drinking with his other hand...
Flint Ironwood, approaching Lainlalten
Flint had guessed wrong. He had to jump against the wind so he was slowed down to the point where he had to do three jumps. The last jump landed him on the roof of a building and he dropped down into a back alley without being noticed.
,,First up, a drink. After that, who knows?"
Flint wandered around for a few minutes before coming to a tavern. He went inside and headed straight for the bartender.
,,Yo, one Flin please!" He shouted out loud and dropped a coin on the tap.
(I'm just going to drink something while thinking of a reasonable way to meet up with everyone again.)
Rahvin
"Sure." he answered with a shrug.
Rahvin
Rahvin wanted to answer her with an 'I love you too', but didn't.
Instead, he answered with a weak "You don't want to love me."
He couldn't stop thinking about how fate was so cruel, letting Telina fall for a murderer.
Flint Ironwood, Lainlalten
Flint finished his Flin and then headed outside again. Now all he needed to do was to find a not so legal guild. He was a member of the Thieves guild, though he rarely actually worked for them. Most of the time he was just freelancing.
Flint walked around paying particular attention to anyone who was acting sneaky or otherwise drew attention to themselves. With a bit of luck, he would get a nice and entertaining job with good pay.
OOC: Tellie, check your PMs
Cerpin
Cerpin didn't like this newcomer in front of him too much, and decided to part ways with him.
"Farewell then; we must be going." he said dismissively as he mounted his horse and headed towards Lainlalten, mostly hoping to get his duty finished with so that he could find himself a more healthy body.
He coughed again, and this time found blood on his glove.
Damn this sickly body. he thought, but covered his frustration well.
MAZE
Maze stared at the wizard for a while with his emotionless eyes... then he started to walk along side his new companion... then the scent of blood was in the air... it all most got Maze exsited... but then he glanced at his companion who was coughing violantly...
"You are like a parasite... right? Then why have you not transfered to a new host yet... this body does not seem like it is going to make it through the day... I will suggest you find one soon... and a good one at that..." Maze said coldly to his companion... with what seemed like a hint of anger...
Sadril
"Feh. They're no fun," Sadril mumbled. He propped his feet up on the bar and leaned back in his chair. They have no idea what's going to happen. I just hope those two love birds enjoy it while they can, because it's all going to Oblivion soon.
He awoke from his thoughts remembering the hostilities he felt earlier. Sadril stood up, turned around, and eyed both the newly arrived Sasal and Arygon.
"Need something?"
Deagan, Inn
Deagan finished his meal and stood from his chair, it seemed that something strange was going on between Rahvin and Telina...but he couldn't worry about that now, he had this strange feeling that something was about to happen.
He looked around the room and saw Sadril staring at Arygon and some new man sitting beside him...they all looked on edge, ready to snap...but maybe Deagan's mind was just over reacting.
Not wanting to get caught between them if a fight broke loose, he decided to head outside. He walked out the door and nearly bumped into Rahvin.
"Sorry to interrupt but you both might want to pick up some supplies while we're in town...we shouldn't stay in one place for too long." Deagan said to Rahvin and Telina
Deagan turned away from them and walked off down the street with his hood over his head, hoping to find a general store to buy some goods.
Sasal
"Ah.... young love, one of the purist things left on this earth" he said with a disappointed smile. Still smiling, sasal held his dart up in sadril's view as they staired eachother down.
"No offence, but i dont feel safe around vampires" he smiled "What with me being a crusader and all" said brightlt smiling at Sadril.
Arygin folded his hand, thiat caused the ebony starts to slid back down into the slot in his wrist "Young love sure is the purest thing left... expcet this drink of course..." Arygon hiccuped as he finished his flin.
Arygon was just getting up to climb the satir when he noticed Brianna sitting at the top sobbing. "wa.. Whats wrr... wrong?" Arygon stutterd try to clear his mind of the alcohol. "Is.. I.. Is it Saddrill over there? C..cause I .. I could... Could what?" Arygon's mind was failing him as the alcohol took a stronger affect. Arygon fianlly ran out of steam entirely and fell, raising his hand to block his face, he hit his hand into the staircase...
Breaking away his attention from Arygon and Sadril, he noticed a akward looking Imperial, crying against a tree outside teh window. Forgeting his current issues, he walked towards the lady outside
Brianna
She heard them talking about leaving.....oh well they could try to sneak away and leave her , Brianna, behind....she would follow.....
Brianna composed herself, wrapped the blanket tighter around her and waited, her mind darkened from hatred...a feeling she didn´t like and didn´t understand but it was there and she knew it wouldn´t go away until.......someone was dead!
Brianna just walked away and Arygon was left with his hand jammed into the staircase. Being intoxicated he couldn't fugiure out how to pull his hand out so he sat there opening and closing his fingers. "Cou...could someone help me out h... here?" Arygon asked..
Brianna
She heard Arygon beg for help, but couldn´t move, she just had eyes for Rahvin and Telina......the cold steel of hate ran through her veins......
"Gorrmund......what if he found out? he would kill her on spot"
Or the vampire? he would certainly enjoy some young and fresh blood!
Brianna waited.....
Brianna
She saw them walk away....holding hands....so she cast the blanket, not caring about her blood-soaked trousers and followed a bit behind being very careful not to let them see her...not yet..the time hadn´t come yet....
Unvoluntarily she sent an "arrow" into Telina´s mind...an arrow only she would notice and then not knowing from where it came. An arrow of pain.......into Telina´s head!
OOC: Not a very strong pain-arrow...just so Telina would get a tiiiiiiny bit of headache! It should mean no problems for her.....just a lil´pinch!
Brianna
When Telina fell to her knees complaining of a headache Brianna smiled....
"Now you see...that´s just the beginning...now you´ll feel what I feel"
OOC: Jealous women are always naughty!
Rahvin
Damn. Just what we need here; women fighting.
Rahvin merely backed slowly away, hoping to get into the store before the two women noticed him instead of each other. He admittedly forgot all about Gorrmund, but figured it didn't matter; he was back in Falcreath, no?
Cerpin
Cerpin rode through the main gates of Lainlalten, with Maze not far behind. He spotted an angry-looking half-dunmer in the streets and pointed her out to Maze.
"That's her." he whispered, leaning over in his saddle to get closer to Maze. "And don't just run in there and kill; killing is an art, not a brutal sport."
Cerpin
Cerpin gave a little grin as he watched Maze's dealing with the somewhat random noble.
Barbaric, but effective. he thought, congratulating himself on his excellent choice of companions.
He turned his attention to the odd fight that was going on a good distance ahead of him. He couldn't make out any words, but he could tell that the two women were fighting over the man...
He'll do. he thought when he saw Rahvin. He could use the dunmer's body to get close to his would-be lovers, which just so happened to be targets...
Rahvin
If Rahvin hadn't felt so utterly confused, he may have noticed the brutal murder of a man in the streets, but thanks to his current predicament, didn't.
Without a word to either Telina or Brianna, he just started walking back to the inn, hoping to get a more peaceful environment.
Rahvin
Rahvin saw Telina walk into the inn, and was about to say something to her, but she just kept walking past him, apparently not noticing that he was there. It was just as well, though; he had to straighten things out with Brianna.
He walked back out of the inn where Brianna was still standing in the middle of the street.
"You want to tell me what the hell that was?" he asked, a little too angrily.
Telina
Telina sat on her bed, thinking hard on what to do, but she realised that there was only one way left to go, any other way would end with either Brianna and the child getting hurt, or one of the others getting hurt.
She walked back out now, the look in her face had changed from sad and unsure, to decided and resoloute, and the way she walked showed power, and self esteem.
"Brianna, I need to talk to you, so Rahvin could you leave us alone for a bit"?
OOC: Big revelation coming up soon
Brianna
She noticed Telina coming back....looking very determined, not the sad crushed girl who went inside.....
"What is going on?"
Brianna had a strange feeling of something odd to happen......the pain in her stomach increased.....fresh blood was running down her legs and wetted her already blood-stained trousers
OOC: Eww she must look awful! And the smell! Wonder why Saddy-the-Vamp hasn´t already got her!
Telina
"Brianna, what I'm gonna tell you might be difficult to understand, but I must, but first we must get to a place more private, so take this potion, drink it, and then you drink this potion", she said, as she handed her two bottles, and then she just turned on the spot, and dissapeared in thin air.
MAZE
Maze stared at the corpse on the ground... the snow around it had turned red now... he reached down and picked up the nobles purse... it had a satisfying 300 gold... Maze smiled his usual smile... a sadistic one... he glance to his right to see his companion eyeing the three people in the far distance... all of a sudden two of them vanished in thin air... and the third was left behind...
Maze notice a little grin show up in his friends face... he knew what was going to happen now... finnaly a demonstration... a long awaited demonstration... Maze reach down to pick up his cloak from the snow... he put it on back again and covered his face with the black hoodie... his eyes were still glowing that sinister silver...
Maze inhaled... the cold and moist air filled his lungs... and then he stared at his friend... "What is he going to do... what will be his next move... it all depends on it.. wether if this alliance will last or not..." Maze thought to himself while analizing his companion...
Brianna
Brianna was speechless......and so utterly ashamed of herself......how could she be so mean to this woman.....? A faint memory occured also..in fact her mother had told her about a brave Telvanni lady who she owed her life to....could this be her?
"Ah...ehmm....I....I beg your pardon for my awful behavoiur bach in Skyrim" Brianna bowed her head in courtesy.....then the terrible truth struck her, what did Telina just say? Someone would kill her baby? And herself as well?
"How...how come someone wants to kill me? What have I done??" Her last words went into a cry...
Deagan, Shop
As Deagan browsed the store he slipped a few loaves of bread under his cloak slowly so that the owner wouldn't notice, he didn't have enough money to pay for much so he simply bought a few sticks of deer jerky to keep from arousing suspicion.
Well I'm completely broke now...
He heard yelling outside and peered through the window to investigate. It seemed that Telina and Brianna were in some sort of fight right outside the shop. He stepped outside slowly but none of them seemed to notice him.
A loud scream came from somewhere nearby as the others stormed off back to the inn, it seemed that his companions had been too caught up in the moment to hear the screams of a man nearby.
Deagan saw two strange men standing down the street and he stared at them.
Something isn't right here...
He kept his hand near his blade...but if they approached he would take off for the inn.
Brianna
She was relieved by Telina´s healing,,
"Where did she learn to heal an "almost miscarriage".....but her clothes are too small for me..hmm maybe this skirt will do?"
Brianna met up with Telina, dressed in a bright colored skirt, a tad too short for her but still it was something to cover her lower parts.
"Are we returning now?"
Brianna
Back again.....always overwhelming to be magically transferred...she didn´t particularly like it that much. Made her nauseous.
She noticed traces of a fight......blood on the street.....and where was Rahvin?
"So what now Telina?" she asked.....wondering if those who wanted her dead already have arrived...
Brianna
She nodded, took the bow and went up to the room. She laid down for a while on the bed......and was soon asleep
OOC: Ok Tellie now we´ve been here all night! woah! bed? nah...not me..soon breakfast!
Sadril
Seeing neither Argon nor Sasal made an attempt on his life, Sadril turned back to the bar and sat quietly.
This peace, however, was short lived. A smell, a recognizeable smell, one few were able to pick up found its way to Sadril. Blood. Brianna's. He sat at the bar and remained calm, although his hand was trembling. The scent of blood, particularly large amounts or blood of particularly fine quality, tended to set Sadril off a bit. The same thing happened back in the cave, people getting hurt, adrenaline pumping; Sadril lost his mind a bit.
But there was more. Sadril suddenly felt sick to his stomach and collapsed on the ground, breaking out into a cold sweat. His unnatural ability to 'listen' to shadows was also a curse of sorts. The shadows in the room, emphasized by the sunlight shining through the window, shimmered. They danced wildly across the wooden floor, up the walls, and voices filled his head. A thousand people whispering their secrets to him at once.
Sadril clutched his throbbing head, still collapsed on the floor. His eyes which normally had little color were now wide and flaming red. And more blood filled his nose. A kill, a bloody one just down the street. And yet the voices, the shadows, they pressed on harder and harder until they were screaming... And then they stopped.
Sadril stood and recomposed himself. "There's four now. Earlier it was just two, but two more have come." He said as he drew his katana and walked out the exit of the tavern.
OOC: fifteen hundred year old vamps can get a bit psycho i guess.
Ranes, Lainlathan
The agonized cry of the dying noble hadn't gone unnoticed. Lainlathan wasn't a slum - dying men's cries were answered. The sound of the rapidly aproaching Town Guard was growing, and Ranes stepped out of the Inn to see what the ruckuss what about, narrowing dodging a guard racingdown the street towards the scene of the crime.
"What in the..." he muttered, then ran after. Something was going on.
Brianna
Brianna looked out of the window of the room
"Ranes.....he´s here.....he could protect me as well"
Flint Ironwood, Lainlalten.
Flint was drawn to the commotion on the streets. It turned out that two familiar women were getting rather aggressive and possessive over the assassin he threw out of Arygon's cave a while back. Flint smiled as he leaned back against the wall and watched the show.
,,Now that's why I never get too close to the opposite gender. Small world, by the way." He muttered to himself.
As he was watching, he was also the witness of a murder out of the corner of his eyes.
,,What the?!" He whispered in shock. To his surprise, the women didn't even notice the screaming and dying noble. They were really fanatic about Rahvin, it seemed.
Flint drew his blades and cast an invisibility spell before slowly following the two murderers. It wouldn't be long till the guards arrived, but Flint had this awfull feeling that the guards would need some help to take down those two.
Arygon watched as Brianna went down the stair past him, and she ran after Telina. then she was gone for awhile and the alcohol began to wear off and he started know to close his hand but Brianna in pain walked past him again and he was left there. Well Then, lets see how hard I can pull... Arygon pulled back, a cracking started up and the board splintered as he hand came through it. Arygon lifted his hand so he could see it, and he was sherreded skin, but more importantly below the blood and skin was ancient metals in recreation of bones, lined with tiny pumps reminncet of Dwemer machines. Arygon ripped off some of his shirt so that he could tie it over the revealed machinery. No need to let them know more than they need too...
Cerpin
When he saw guards and other people appraoching, he put on a mask of pure horror and screamed frantiacally.
"This man is a murderer!" he shrieked as he pointed at Maze.
It ws the nicest thing he could do for Maze, really; letting him take on all the guards by himself.
MAZE
Maze started to laugh... his eyes were shining brighter than ever before... his companion has just given him the privledge of a slaughter... how much fun this is going to be...
Maze ripped off his cloak for good this time... he stared down the street to see atleast a dozen guards... it did not matter... Maze stood atleast two feet taller than everyone he saw... he drew his ebony cutlass and his sinister dagger... a shadow came from the ground and consumed Maze... it then vanished and reapeared infront of a guad... Maze thrusted his dagger in a guards throat and blood squirted all over him... it seems he hit a arterie.... and then another guard leaped at him... only to find himself with a giant whole in his chest... the snow was red now... and Maze laughed... the guards stared at him with pure terror in their eyes... and Maze responded with his sadistic smile...
"The slaughter has yet to arrive!" Maze growled while negative energy started to assemble in his palm... the gaint green ball of energy had black electricity runing all through it... Maze hurled it at the nearest guard... it exploded on the guards face and then a lifeless corpse without a head hit the ground...
Rahvin
Rahvin had left when Telina and Brianna had both taaeleported away to some unknown location.
He found himself a nice little alley where he lit up some skooma...
OOC: Hey, women can stress you out. ![]()
will reply as Cerpin later; gotta go to school.
A Redguard man, standing at almost six feet tall, wearing robes of deep red moved silently through the small battle between Maze and the guards of Lainlalten.
This one is strong. Yet he is unpredictable... The Redguard thought, looking over Maze. His companion is the one who interests me, however. The Redguard made his way through the fight, slowly towards the frail body of Cerpin.
OOC: danny's gone for now, feel free to attack this man, maze. but be warned, i may have to unleash complete pwnage
Flint Ironwood, going crazy in Lainlalten.
Flint could only just bite down the urge to shout some words that while appropriate, wouldn't help him.
As he'd expected, the guards could use some help, but Flint seriously doubted he'd last more than two seconds in a head-on confrontation, even if he had the advantage of surprise. That left him with plan B, annoying the hell out of the guy from maximum distance.
Flint allowed himself to become visible again as he leapt up towards the clouds with the help of his jumping spell. From there, he could see the entire city and the people looked like ants milling around in the snow. Flint unsheathed his katana and began to rain telekinetic blasts down on whatever that thing was.
(Hey, it isn't deadly. Just some fun before Flint turns to plan C: Run away screaming in terror.
)
MAZE
More and more people arrived at the scene... "That is right come... come staright to your demise" Maze thought happily in his head... he then started to feel sharp pains... they were not physical but mental instead... "I must find the source" Maze thought annoyed...
Maze raised his hands and started to move them in a bizzare fassion... and along came shadow from the gound with no apperant form... they just dance to the rithym of Maze's hands... he then extended his hands at the direction of the guards... the shadows became jagged and sharp... they then flew directly towards the guards... it peirced right through them like paper... they screamed and they died... while blood consumed the snow around the corpses...
Maze felt the pain in his head again... it did not hurt him... it just annoyed the living hell out of him... desperate to find the source Maze saw a Redguard in bloodred robes walking by him... Maze picked up the dagger from the fallen guards throat and then the shadows wrapped his body and he dissapeared into the ground... laughing... his cruel laughter echoed down the streets...
OOC: Dont worry Shogun... Maze can handle himself... have you read his profile?... by the way cloudy... that realy hurt... what is wrong with you...
Sasal
As sasal aproached the door, he noticed 3 people from the inn exit and enter the door.
With the door closing, he had a shot glimps of a hooded man surrounded by a dozen guards as he stood from the side. Sasal knew who that young man was, and dint hesitate to make a break for the stairs. "Damn, those guards look like they are in trouble as he brushed between Sadril and Arygon. Stepping over Arygon, he made his way up the stairs and to his room. By passing by a room, he noticed the same Akward looking Imperial girl(ooc: now known to sasal as Brianna) and took a brief moment to stop and check on the girl. "Hmm, dont cry young lady!" He said as he patted her head
"Young women shouldnt be so sad, nor should they carry such eyes of vengance and hate as you did back there, its not good for you and will give you white hair" He said
as He pointed out his barely-whitening hair.
He gave her a jolly smile as he said "There are other men out in this blasted world, you just have to take the time and initiative to look"
Smiling he proceded to his room and armed him self with his Black ordinator armor and put his sword and sheath(ooc:Will be knwon as FalseBlaze from here on out) to his side as he stepped over Arygon near the stairs and Proceded out to help the guards
Flint Ironwood, still in the air defying gravity.
Flint stopped his blasts when the thing dissappeared. It had barely noticed the true hail of Telekinetic bolts that threw up snow around it and should've sent it flying through the air like a leaf in a storm.
,,Ok, I definitely don't like this." He muttered and guided his path to a high building for his landing. Landing in the middle of the street were something scary had been seconds before didn't sound like a good idea.
(Mazelure, I think you were confused and believed Flint's spells to be Telepathy. That's the kind of thing Telina would use. Flint used Telekinesis, the thing that allows him to move things without touching them. The form of Telekinesis he used basically causes a pocket of air to be compressed and hurled forward at high speed. Like a 'windball' instead of a fireball. I hope this clears things up.)
OOC: Sorry for the mistake... I had read that thing earlier and mistaked your with it... sorry
.... it wont happen again...
Sasal stepped through the door as He ran towards the now dead group of guards. He picked up a young nord guard who was scared out of his mind as he laid on the floor by the back of his cuirass and tossed him aside, lainding in a large patch of snow. He dodged a few Telekinetic blasts as he Readied his sword and shield.
He took his blade from the hilt to reveal a purple flamed scimitar.
Under his black ordinator helmet, he spat tho words "There shall be not blood shead anymore while im around" He said as his double-tonned eyes staired straight at Maze through sasal's Black helmet
MAZE
Shadows gathered in a buildings wall... facing towards the Redguard... then Maze body slowly appeared from the darkness... he was staring at the redguard but then he noticed wondering eyes upon him... it was the moron in armor again... this time he looked determined for a fight... Maze could not help but chuckle inside...
Maze drew his pitch black cutlass and his sinister dagger... they still had guards blood in the blades... Maze stared at the moron in armor in the eyes... Maze could sense age within him... but he could also sense power... "Finaly some one who might actualy be fun" Maze thought happily...
"It's a good day to die... isn't it?... " Maze said to the crusader while his eyes started to glow a even brighter sinister silver...
Sasal
"Die is such a strong word" he said as he eyed Maze move from one building to another within the shadows. damn, how do i approach this? he thought as he made a tactical decision to gain some cover behind the corner of a house
Flint ironwood, on top of a building.
Flint was sure he was going to get a heartattack if that thing kept pulling of that trick. Sure it looked like a man, but Flint was convinced he was looking at some kind of demon instead.
,,This is not good. I really should just clear out of here." He thought but to his own frustration, he knew he wouldn't run yet.
,,Right, with that black armoured guy, the guards and everyone else who wants to fight, my Telekinetic blasts would just get in the way. I'd better wait for my time." Flint crouched down on the roof and took a couple of throwing stars in one hand and his katana in the other. For now, he would do nothing and watch the fight.
MAZE
Maze laughed... "Such a strong word is it... well I guess I should say it is a good day to sleep... to sleep for now and for all eternity" Maze said chuckling... as he dissapeared into another shadow... he then reapered behind the old man... he thrusted his dagger in the oppening of the morons armor between the neck and the cuirass...
OOC: He did not come out of the shadow completley... it is more like his upper torso was coming out of the shadows...
Sasal
Sasal hid behind a house, crouched down on one knee as he peered from teh side of the house, looking at maze protruding from the side of the building. He's using the shadows? Damn...... He thought, as he sheathed his sword and dropped some silver darts from under his gauntlets. moving from this house to the next on the right, he propeled one dart from his left hand and tumbled behind another house in hopes of the dart exploding
"Nice trick." The Redguard said when Maze seemingly created and then disappeared into shadows, "I've seen one other like it." The Redguard man (who I forgot to mention has yellow eyes) was already running through his head how such a thing would work, so that he himself may learn it.
However, for now, he simply stayed to the side of the battle sizing up the fighters.
Sasal
Seeing his dart explode, he noticed that maze had disappeared from his origional spot. Damn it! he thought as he turned caught maze's arm. Having caught his arm, he felt some pain with his right shoulder by god he's fast! as the blood rushed from his armor down his arm. Sasal threw him on the ground with some of his 'Vivec/Indoril grappling'
MAZE
Maze found himself on the ground... "damn... how did he do that..." Maze thought...
Maze grabbed the man's arm and threw his across beside him on the ground... Maze then drew his dagger and stared at the man in the eyes... Maze eyes were shining bright with hints of joy...
Edit: There... this got a bit confusing
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(ooc:My bad maze, dint know u were posting
)
What the... ran through his mind as he was thrown also by maze. Sasal tumbled and recovered from the throw. He looked at maze withsome confusion as maze was somewhat smiling. Disregarding the fact, he was close enough to maze to initiate some hand to hand fighting. Noting his dagger, and the fact that sasal's sword couldint kill a fly, he thought, ill have to make use of my shield and unarmed combat skills
Sasal inchced close to maze, insuring sasal a fighting chance of sucsessfuly aplying his methods of 'vivec/indoril grappling'
(ooc: and again, 'Vivec/Indoril grappling is just a fictional fighting style i made up from the russian millitary's 'commando/millitary sambo')
Flint Ironwood, standing on a building.
Flint saw the fight go on for a moment. He was quite impressed by how the man managed to keep up with the thing. Still, this couldn't last forever.
,,Oh, I am so going to regret this." Flint muttered as he got up and jumped down the building. Once on the ground, he activated his invisibility spell. He then slowly approached the fight.
He was really getting nervous now.
At least the thing just sheathed its dagger.
MAZE
Maze kept staring at the crusader... "Let me know this old man... what is your name?" Maze said coldly... while sheading his dagger...
Telina.
Telina, locked the door safely behind them, and then turned towards Daegan, and Brianna. "Ok, this is whats happening, there have come a bunch of assassins to the town, I know that they want both Brianna and her child, me, you and Rahvin dead, as you failed to kill us and Gorrmund, and therefore you must be killed".
"It's undoubtly Agnars work, or so I think, so I suggest that we wait here the rest of the day, and we head out during nightfall...and for Azuras sake, never walk alone".
"So, I'm going to go out, and check whats going on, and possibly find an escape route, so meanwhile I suggest that you stay together, and try to find the rest of the group", then with a flicker of her dark robes, she had dissapeared out the door, and was walking through the alleys of Lainlalten.
Brianna
Brianna, heard Telina talk, and understood that the situation had to be grave indeed, and then she got shocked, by the sudden dissapearence of Telina, so she looked over at Deagan, "Strange that one dont you think"?
OOC: I'm not trying to be the boss, I'm just giving suggestions to what we should do...oh and Minque wanted me to play Brianna, while she is away.
(lol ok maze
)
"From one warrior to another, ill allow you my name." he said, with out breaking his stance "Its Sasal Valor" He uttered without any emotion "Now, if you would be so kind as to drive you killing spree elsewhere. Id rather not see this pure snow coated in unnessicary blood shead in the morning." But if you refuse to comply with my request, then I have other means of persuasion" He said as he smiled under his helmet.
(ooc: ok tellie, but sasal had just interacted w/ brianna in one of my posts,dunno if its this page or the next.... and no-one was impying that u were trying to bee the'boss' just to what u feel u should do in place of Minque
)
MAZE
"Salas Valor.." Maze repeated in his cruel voice... "I apologise... but I can not comply... it will not be in my nature"... Maze said coldly to the old man... "I just wanted to know the name of such an excelent fighter such as yourself... it is not easy to keep up with me... and for that I will remember you... but I am afraid you are going to have to die now..." Maze told the man... all the meanwhile noticing something weird in the corner of his eyes... "So another has joined" Maze thought to himself...
Maze stretched out his arms... black electricity started to run through them... then negative energy built up in his palms... he hurled them to the old man with all his might... and before it could explode Maze sank back into the shadows and dissapeared from the scene...
(ooc:Alrighty ill take make my post...if anyone else has any objections, speak now...)
With Maze dissapearing, and a giant ball of darkness rushing towards him, sasal took a split second to decide damn, better not wast my darts thought as he barely missed the ball. It crashed into a far-off rock outside of the village as he relieved him-self from the stance and knelt for a moment. Removing his helmet and his left pauldron, he caught his breath and proceded to the inn to patch up his wounds. What an akward man he thought as he walked to the inn
Cerpin
Cerpin had run off at the beginning of the fight, not wanting to put his plans in danger. He couldn't be a suspect if it were to work.
He noticed a redguard with yellow eyes as he galloped away on his horse, but decided that it was a mystery for another time; a more peaceful one.
What he needed was to get close to the group that were to be his victims, and to do that, he would need a new body to inhabit; he had a feeling that his current one wouldn't exactly be trusted...
He could find Maze later, after he figured out his exact course of action.
Brianna
She heard what Telina said.......and it worried her, especially considering she had no idea why her unborn child was the subject of so much fear and hatred.....of course it had been rather a commotion when the baby was conceived but still.....he was the heir of Jadier right???
Brianna shrugged.......the fact had struck her..She was not absolutely sure who really was the father of her unborn child!!!!!
Arygon winced as he unwrapped his hand, the pain was slowly seeping from the long since destroyed hand. Seeing the Ordinator leave along with others Arygon decided to follow along and soon came to a man covered in the blood of guards. The man thrw a dark ball at the old man, who dodged it. Arygon peered at the shadows, Arygon walked over and decided that it would be invisiblity or sinking through walls Either way Arygon thought to himself raising his mechanical hands and drove it through the building wall and cleared enough space to look inside...
(wow, this is gettin kinda scary
)
Sasal walked to the inn, and as he walked , he saw Arygon touching the walls. He gave him his trademark 'jolly old man smile' as he entered the inn. He proceded up the stairs and walked to his room. He passed by teh now locked door of that once sad imperial girl as he herd some conversation behind the door. Bothering not to listen, he headed for his room and left the door open as he was vary worn out.(what with him being 45 in imperial years) he stripped his armor and was now in some expensive pants w/ out his shirt and was tending to his wounds.
Sadril
Sadril simply stood outside the Inn, sword still drawn but held limply at his side. The smell of blood ran high, however, and he started to feel a bit akward standing outside. The sunlight didn't help either. He went back into the Inn and sat at the bar. His senses were clouded by the strong aroma making him vulnerable...
Redguard
The crimson robed Redguard man walked into the very same tavern and ordered a simple ale and sat down at a table. He became aware of Sadril's presense in the bar and tucked a yellow amulet under his robe. An amulet identicle to one Sadril could be seen wearing back in the cave days ago.
MAZE
Maze had just come out of the darkness he was now standing on a tall building far away from the battle scene... "Damn... I missed... o well... I will come back for him later... now where is that little devil of a companion..." Maze was staring around until he noticed his friend... "I am pretty sure he can handle himself... now back to business..." Maze moved his hands in a weird fassion... in the far off distance one of the dead guards rised up... he slowly limped away from the crowd and into an ally... where he sliped into a shop...
Telina
Telina, watched as the Ordinator, walked back into the inn, she followed him silently, and watched as he went into his room, nt even bothering to close the door.
She silently opned his door, and looked around,, he stood and tendered his wounds, so she walked in, and drew back her hood.
"Greetings fellow brother", she said, looking at him. "Would you mind me having a word with you"?
OOC: Carlos, in case you wonder, telina is an Ordinator, and Ordinators call eachother brother or sister.
Flint Ironwood, alone in the snow.
Flint saw the thing dissappear. For a few more moments, the Breton cautiously circled around in case it came back. He then let go of his invisibility and fell on his back.
,,My poor nerves. Why do all the scary things have to happen right after another?" He whispered.
Lying on the ground like that was quite comfortable, but it didn't really help his nerves. With nothing better to do, he got up and wandered into a nearby inn.
,,Hi, Arygon. Why am I not surprised to see you here?" He muttered as he passed the man who was digging into a wall.
Once in the inn, he dropped in a chair and waved over a waitress. ,,Just give me a Flin. No wait, give me five!"
He shouted out loud. If some good old alcohol couldn't ease his nerves, he didn't know what could. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see the vampire.
,,What, is it just me or is half the world gathered here?"
(ooc:shoot, shogun is right, we should stop using the reserved post... there isnt a fight going on anymore)
"I dont want to seem rude, but i am no ordinator anymore. I am but a simple pilgrim.I have also disregarded the proper way to speak from one ordinator to another"
He said as he peered into Telina's eyes
"Whats an ordinator like you self doing in skyrim?" he said
"Wait, have i seen you before? You look like a dunmer woman in Vvardenfel, but it could just be that my head is jumbled up from that fight" He said, followed with a great smile and a great laugh
Arygon followed flint who had mysteriously shown up back to the inn. Arygon pointed his flesh and bone hand at his machine one "Igitus Aofam" Arygon burned the rest of the skin off his mechacanical hand wincing as it burned a nerve.
With his 'jolly old man smile' he took her hand and softly shook it, seeing as how he is a veteran ordinator, and a very strong man. "Personaly, if its buisness with the temple or anything of the nature, i dont want to hear it, but for you young lady, i can make an exception" he hapily said as he offered her a breton sweet bread on his table.
Deagan, Inn
As Deagan heard someone walking down the hallway outside the room he slowly opened the door and slipped out, right behind Telina, following her to the older man's room.
Who is that guy anyways...
He listened silently at the conversation, leaving Brianna alone in her room...she would be fine, all the others were downstairs and if anyone tried to disturb her someone would notice.
As he listened he heard Telina say something about a business offer...his senses spiked and he listened even more closely.
What kind of business offer is she talking about?
Arygon wandered upstairs, his hand still smoldering, to Telina's room, as the door was open and voices were coming from inside. Arygon opened the door and walked over to the bed and flopped down on it. "So, how's life Telina?" Arygon said as he sat up. He glanced at his machine hand, it was cooled off now and the skin had burned away.
Deagan, Inn
What is she talking about?
Deagan stepped back, now even more confused than before. He wasn't exactly sure about that old man and he trusted his strange behavior as much as he trusted that of the vampire downstairs.
He decided not to interfere with Telina's decision to ask him...for now he would just wait.
Sasal had handed Arygon a cold tankard of mead while paying attention to Telina. "Please continue, he is a new friend i had made today" He smiled as he said "Hmm, what kind of monsters would try to assassinate a Pregnant woman" He said as he recalled the pregnant woman from before. Pouring a small vial of strange liquid on to his wound, he showed no sign of pain as he used some restoration skills which burnt at his skin when he applyed the two together.
Brianna
She was sitting alone in the room......tired, worried and a bit sad. She couldn´t figure out why her child was such a threat to some people so they wanted to kill him or her.
She felt a tension in her breasts......a tickling sensation.....not unpleasant!, when she was thinking of Rahvin.....then sadness came over her again.....he never responded to her declaration of her feelings towards him....Men! really they are cowards when it comes to expressing feelings!
Brianna sighed and laid down on the bed....
She soon fell asleep.....
Redguard
The man thought back to the fight. The magickal presense he had felt there.... It was strangely familliar. He stood from his table, leaving a half finished ale, and went out the door.
Let's see, he rode of on horseback... this way. The man began down the road, but his face had changed to that of Veric Astien, the Breton shapeshifter. Of course, the yellow eyes stayed with him...
OOC: dantrag... i guess have cerpin find him if you want them to meet..
Rahvin
Rahvin entered the Inn again, his eyes looking even more red than they were naturally. He seemed to take in everything around him, yet nothing at all.
He sat down by himself, muttering something about having found the key to life.
OOC: Yes, he's high
Cerpin
Cerpin had dismounted his horse and left it some time ago, when he noticed the other yellow-eyed man coming his way.
He made himself invisible and waited for him to get closer.
"What do you want?" he asked, putting a bony hand on Veric's shoulder, spinning him around to face him.
Arygon clinked his metal fingers against the tankard as he drank. He sat there pondering, if anything would happen to liven up the conversation.
MAZE
Maze was still on top of the roof top of the tall building... in the far distance he observed how his puppet had come out of the store with a brown robe (to cover his wounds) and a couple of potions... Maze then noticed the Redguard from earlier... he was transforming before Maze's very eyes... from a redguard to a breton... "this is interesting" Maze thought... he then had his puppet follow the breton... he wanted to know more about this shady character... "maybe there will be something more interesting instore for the future" Maze thought sinisterly...l
Flint Ironwood, the inn.
Flint was at his third Flin when Rahvin came in.
,,He doesn't look too healthy."
After a short moment spent on deciding his next course of action, he got up and walked over to Rahvin.
,,Hi, pal. Mind if I sit down?" He dropped into a chair without waiting for an answer and put his two remaining bottles of Flin on the table.
,,If I where you, I'd run away from this place screaming and never get close to those women again. But since you're not me, all I can tell you is to be carefull. Nothing's worse than an angry woman. Trust me, I know." He said, and smiled at the memories.
,,I wonder how she's doing? Maybe I should check up on her someday. If I get the chance with my father's assassins on every doorstep."
Tme for a locky...minque do you have the time
Brianna
She was dreaming...tossing and turning on the bed......
"Rahhhh......didn´t kill me" she muttered in her sleep.....but her thoughts were sent out...out to a certain man, like a mist they engulfed him
"Rahvin....Rahvin..why did you not kill me????"
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