Satyana

She smiled and followed Issac. The sun was shining bright and she enjoyed riding along the narrow road with the man she loved.

I hope our folks will be happy about the baby.. oh I really want to tell Rann....if he will speak to me , that is

The black steed felt warm under her back and for a moment she thought nothing bad would ever happen to her again....

Issac, nearing Chorrol

The homestead was not far from the city, which made the commute there almost everyday easier on them both. As they neared the main gate, Issac noticed a gathering crowd of people. Curious, people normally gather at the Great Oak not the main gates to socialize.

Normally people kept their horses in the stables outside the city, or paid to hitch them beside on of the inns, but since both Issac and Satyana had regular business in the Castle, they were able to keep their horses in the courtyard.
The Altmer lead Satyana toward the gates, skirting the main mass of the crowd.

Agrippa, Imperial Fort


Agrippa's face became stonelike when Flogir refused to exchange pleasantries. The differences between the two men could not be more evident than now. Agrippa quickly recovered "Umm business? I was not aware of any business, though I suppose I cannot know when every business affair I'm involved in has a problem," he said hautily. "What is the issue now? I suppose some of your men have been arguing with some of my men?" he said as if it was Flogir's fault.


Dalrus, Arboretum


Dalrus looked over at Rann and smiled "A lot of stuff has been going on, I've hardly had time for anything but work," she said truthfully. "The months after the battle in the Imperial City were some of the busiest times I have ever seen here. Obviously a year and a half long siege will do a lot of damage to a city, however, I did not know how much damage. It was incredible, the Plaza, Elven Garden, and Temple districts were hardly more than ashes and rubble. The Green Emperor way was utterly destroyed, the Arboretum was practically burnt, and the corpses in the city were more than likely outnumbering the living. So many citizens and soldiers died, I am surprised the population of the city could sustain such losses. However, we pulled through those awful months. I completely forgot about the Arcane University. The Mages guild spent all of our time here, helping, that we forgot about our headquarters. We were all living in a large string of apartments in the Market district," she stopped and looked as if she was trying to remember.

"When we arrived in the Arcane University we were not sure what to expect. We got attacked there, some of the Akaviri mages decided to start and opperation there. You see the tower was the only thing left, everything else had been destroyed. We fought with them and won after quite the fight, the Legion and Homeguard came in at the end and together we wiped out the remaining mages who had held themselves up in my bedroom." she stopped and examined a flower for a second before reverting back to her story.

"So the work of reconstruction began. We had more skilled mages than the mages guild ever had and so the Arcane University is much better now. All the buildings are rebuilt and enchantments are so deep into the place it is unlikely ever to be destroyed. When you walk in you will see that the floor is always covered in a mist. The Dining hall has been refurbished and is now a great building all its own. We have transports which take people to meditatation centers which are far out in the ocean. The Mystic Archives are enormous and the books float without bookcases. Now all you need to do is ask the librarian and she will summon the book. Dueling has become more involved in our lessons, battle mages are in higher demand as a major because of the war last year. I myself teach the Senior Dueling class and also the class on Ancient Runes, though that is not my favorite. Since I have united all the masters of the magic classes we have been in much better shape," she finished her story and looked over at Rann.

Flogir

Flogir walked into the office upon hearing Agrippa's remark. Flogir's scowl clearly displayed his mood over the current situation. As he took a seat he still decided to take a civil tone of voice with the Legion Commander.

"It has come to my attention that a few of my men are currently incarcerated for assaulting off-duty Legionnaires. I have heard accounts claiming that your men goaded mine into the brawl. I've come to seek an amicable release of my men," Flogir plainly stated.

Sorin, in the streets of chorrol

'Whats wrong with you? You look angry' he said, noting the obvious glare he was reciving from Flen. Felling somewhat confused, he asked him 'Whats wrong with you? I said i was sorry... theres no need for any hate.'

'If any wrongs or injustice has been placed onto you, im sorry, but thats not my fault.... you're just going to have to forgive and forget friend!' Sorin said. He dusted the argonian's shirt, while still beckoning him to have a meal at the inn

Saira, Outside Chorrol
She edged from the willowy trees about the road, and mingled through the crowd, careful not to step on toes or get her tail caught on anything, from a knights shield to under a adventurers foot. She made it to the other side in time to take advantage of the ripples of space the two horses were making in the mob, and followed behind them as they headed into town.

Rann

"Sounds like we were both pretty busy. While I was in the Isles, I lived with an altmer mage named Orindion, whose father knew my grandfather and actually created the enchantment that's on my arm. So I spent most of my time doing work for him in exchange for his research into his father's notes and spells. I wasn't legally allowed out of Firsthold, except for one trip to Alinor, but Orindion still sent me other places."

Rann suddenly changed subjects as something he forgot popped into his head, "And I figured out that I actually have a last name. It's "Valas". I'm not sure if I like it or not, but at least I have something interesting to tell my father whenever I see him next."

They walked in silence for a moment before Rann spoke up again, "You know I was joking earlier, right? I really did miss you."

Agrippa, Imperial Fort


Agrippa gave an entirely fake smile to Flogir and pretended to put away important documents. "Well I suppose we could be exchanging accounts of 'they goaded that group,' or 'they were seen arguing with them,' all day but the fact remains, they attacked my men off-duty, so obviously it would be a tedious amount of paperwork, and quite frankly a large amount of illegal use of my powers. I am not sure about you but the powers vested to me by the most illustrious government is not to be tampered with because of four men were incarcerated, I am sure you understand," he smiled again and beckoned to the wine glass on the desk. This was of course...bullsh** for Agrippa constantly used his powers illegally and rarely thought before using his influence for his own gain, but when it suited him he lied his way through everything.



Dalrus, Arboretum


Dalrus enjoyed hearing about his trip to the Summerset Isles, she had only been there once and that was for a quick but decisive training session with one of the best Destruction teachers. That had been years ago.

"Don't worry about it, I knew you were joking, I was just really happy you were back so I was emotional," she smiled at him. Valas huh? Rann Valas, sounds sexy, sounds like a Dunmer model she thought to herself. "Dalrus Varus and Rann Valas, not too different," she laughed. "Dalrus Valas...sounds good," she let it slip before she could stop herself. She looked up at Rann, embarrassed.

Rann

Rann couldn't help but smile after Dalrus' obvious slip of the tongue, but he still didn't know what to say. He ultimately decided to say nothing. Instead he moved closer to her, put his arms around her waist, and kissed her.

Flogir

Flogir suppressed a sigh and took the wine and poured two glasses. It appeared he would have to do some convincing. He was going to disappoint Agrippa by not groveling. Flogir knew Agrippa liked to receive the treatment of a king but Flogir was not prepared to give that to him.

Flogir took a sip of the wine and managed to keep a straight face. Wine was not his alcohol of choice; too fruity for his tastes.

"A simple pardon would actually clear things up quite quickly. Very little paperwork is required for that," Flogir began before pausing to take another sip. "I'll even do you a favour and write the paperwork for you. All you'll simply need to do is sign it."

Amili Canthus -> Chorrol; Gates

Amili pushed her way through the crowd to a wall in an attempt to get away from the torrent of people. Amili noticed an Altmer leading another around the crowd on a horse, heading towards the gates.

Cripes. Don't tell me those n'wahs think they can just trot into the city with those things.


Edit: For accuracy



This post has been edited by Soulseeker3.0: May 30 2008, 03:26 AM

Issac, near Chorrol's gate

As they rounded the crowd, Issac noticed a Dunmer woman in their path. Her expression was not approving.

Issac doubted she would obstruct their passage for long. The guards managed passing nods in their direction as Issac and Satyana passed.

Amili -> Chorrol Gates

Amili calmly walked up to the Altmer and his companion and attempted to put on her best "welcome to our city" face, which, to the untrained eye, would completely absolve any looks of hostility.

"You two are welcome into our city, but I will have to insist that we will not allow your horses to be wandering the streets. Scrubbing the distinct brown tint out of the streets is a royal pain." After gesturing towards the stables, she continued, "The stable has plenty of room and I'm sure they wont be treated poorly." She smiled sardonically.


ooc: Not quite sure if I used sardonically correctly...

OCC: if you meant sarcastic, it was correct.

Issac

He listened to the dunmer patiently, nodding slightly at the valid suggestion. When she gestured towards the stables, Issac dropped down from his Chestnut.

A wry smile took shape. "Sera," he began lightly. "My wife and I are courteseans of Arriana Valga; we live on a small homestead to the south. It is our intent to make use of the castle's stables, as we seek an audience with the Countess herself."

The altmer planted his silver cane emphatically, his face a portrait of kind cheerfulness. "Is this acceptable, M'lady?"

Amili -> Chorrol Gates

Amili stood there for a moment after the courtesan finished and then rolled her eyes. "M'lady? I haven't heard that one before." Amili stopped to ponder her thoughts for a moment and, for the first time in a long time, the thought that she was over stepping her duties if they were, in fact, guests of the countess slipped into her mind.

Amili gave a slight bow while keeping her eyes fastened to the Altmer. "I'll be escorting you to the castle stables then."

ooc: M'kay, i figured as much, but wasn't sure. And yes.... Amili does have a unhealthy amount of skepticism...

Issac

He answered her with a nod, the cheerful shine dimmed slightly. "Very well, then." Issac reached for his horse's reins and coiled them around his wrist. "Satyana, let's get to the countess." The Altmer smiled to his lover.

Satyana

She listened to issac's conversation with the dunmer woman with a faint smile.

"Maybe we should introduce ourselves?" she suggested and stretched out her hand to the woman

"Greetings Sera, I'm Satyana and this is Issac, my husband"

Amili -> Chorrol Gates

Amili took Satyana's hand and shook it. "And I'm Amili Canthus, Guardian of the Fighter's Guild."

Gesturing towards the castle stables, Amili started to head off towards the castle with the two.

Issac

The Altmer strode beside his horse rather than mounting him again. His cane in his right hand and the reins in his right. He glanced back at Satyana and Amili thoughtfully, unable to decide if he should start announcing the news to this guardian, or wait for the Countess's audience...... With difficulty he decided against it, if Satyana wanted to than that was her prerogative as the mother.

"There's no harm in doing your civic duty, Sera." Issac said instead, "Why are the people gathered before the gates rather than the Great Oak?"

Amili -> Chorrol

As Amili guided Satyana's horse with a steady hand, she grinned when Issac asked his question. "There was a commotion. Two guards were, more or less, picking on a redguard pilgrim or some such. The adrenaline has yet to die down, I'm assuming. " Amili glanced back at the gates, seeing a slow stream of talkative townsfolk trickle through the door. "Well, at least they will have something to talk about. They're a boring lot, really."