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post Dec 18 2010, 02:26 AM
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QUOTE(D.Foxy @ Dec 17 2010, 08:17 PM) *

HEY! MALX HOW DARE YOU TELL THAT PROSTITUTE STORY...HAVEN'T YOU EVER HEARD OF COFFEERIGHT INFRINGEMENT???!!!???

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And you forgot the clipboard and the mad professor as well!

Not to mention the scoring system -

I better stop now.



Oh, the clipboard was definately going to be in there !!! ROFL !!!! I prefer to think about the mad scientist as a retired assassin who has been described as:


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X sent his tentacle in that direction to determine the truth. X is that curious always. X must always be learning and knowing something.


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Chapter 87: Malan’s Giants



******* Jakben


Jak slid in the rear door of the Captain’s quarters in time to see the Captain himself leaned over a nearly naked Dunmer girl, drawing his arm back to strike her. She was bruised and bloodied already, her eyes reflecting the pain of her wounds…but no tears. Surprisingly, her expression looked determined…yet haunted.

“Tell me who the scoundrel is or I’ll beat you till there’s nothing left to find!” Captain Tussaud roared.

The shouting covered Jak’s approach, he shot across the cabin unheard by either and grabbed the Captain’s drawn back arm with such force that the man yelled in pain.

“Lay one hand on her again, and there will be nothing left of you to be found.” He spoke quietly, almost into Gaston’s ear.

"What in blazes! You ain't one of me crew! Ye best start explainin' yerself, mate, if ye want to get off this ship alive!" Gaston shouted, struggling ineffectually against the hand still gripping his arm.

He tried to take a swing at Jak with his free arm and then sank to his knees with a roar of pain as Jak twisted the one in his clutch.

“I am Jakben, Earl of Imbel. Touch the girl again, and you’ll be explaining yourself in the void…because that is how far I intend to throw you.” His voice remained quiet in the face of Gaston’s shouting.

“What do you mean coming on my ship without leave! Ye’r trespassing! She’s mine, and none a ye’r business! Now git!” Gaston continued struggling to free himself.

“When you’re on your knees before a man, your threats hold no substance. I’ll leave when I have what I’ve come for. I followed the stench of a poacher to this ship. I am here for Vicente.”

“Ain’t nobody by that name on my ship…Vicente!” Gaston’s head jerked toward Malvulis, his eyes bulging. “That’s the scum you dropped to join up with me! Ye‘ll die for this, Malvulis!”

Still grasping Gaston’s arm tightly, Jak turned toward Malvulis, quickly reading her mind. A minute appraisal of her bloody appearance showed the smeared black handprints among the cuts and bruises swelling darkly against the dusky blue of her bared skin.

Jak cast paralysis on Gaston and released him, turning to Malvulis. “Let me heal these wounds…”

“I can take care of myself.” Malvulis pulled herself up from the floor and stood with dignity in spite of her battered appearance and nudity.






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“Vicente has fled, leaving you to face this alone, hasn’t he.” It wasn’t spoken as a question, but Malvulis nodded.

“You love that scalawag?”

“Gaston?” Malvulis’s face showed a negative without words.

“Vicente. The one who let you take a beating for him.”

Malvulis didn’t speak, but it was easily read in her eyes.

“You don’t have to answer. Not much man, that don’t protect one he just took from. I won’t leave this one to continue beating you. If you choose to stay, he will turn title to this ship over to you and rest in a watery grave before I leave. If you choose to come with me, you’ll want for nothing, nor ever suffer treatment like this again. You’ll be under no obligation to service me, my only stipulation is I’ll not see another man in my house.”

Malvulis’s eyes darted to the rigid form of Gaston, his face frozen in an eerie contortion of eyes bulged in rage and mouth twisted grotesquely in a fierce snarl that exposed jagged brown teeth. Days of dirt crusted around the hairs on his unshaven face. Large dark rings stained the armpits of his velvet suit, wet from the exertion of beating her mixed with the stale odor of unwashed sweat. His stomach protruded well over his belt, the gaped open blousing underneath exposing a navel filled with odorous black lint.

Jak read her thoughts as she came to her decision., knew her choice before she spoke it. “You’ve endured much to stay with the ship you love, earned the right to it if that is what you want.”

“It is. I’ll stay with the Marie Elena.”






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Jak nodded. “Call up the Imperial below decks. If you mean him to stay on your crew…he needs to witness what I’m about to do.“

“Why? What do you mean?”

“He plots against you, but couldn’t act while the Captain lived. When you become Captain…he’ll be free to mutiny and rid himself of what he considers an albatross.”

“Mutiny! …But if I fire him, he’ll still seek revenge. …What will you do?”

“You’ve a quick mind, Lass. He should see what happens to one who acts against you…and know that I’ll be interested in how you fare.”

“Thank you. I didn’t know he…felt that way about me.”

“I cleaned it up for you, it’s a lot worse than that. You’d be best off to send him ashore in a place like Solstheim, an island off your normal route. He’ll have no way to seek vengeance there, just leave without him.”

“Or see he has an unfortunate accident at sea. How did you know Solstheim was off my route? Have you taken to the high main before?”

“Aye…long ago. I was with the Red Sabres under Captain Dugal, the Cutthroat of Hunding Bay.”

“Oh.” She may as well have rolled her eyes.

“Nae, Lassie. I’m not lying. I’m over 300 years old…just like your Vicente.”

“You…you’re an ancient?”

“Aye, although you’re the only one I’d like knowing that.”

A cunning gleam flashed in Malvulis‘s eyes. “Your secret is safe with me…but…at a cost.”

Without doubt, Jak knew what her condition would be. “You want me to let the poacher go.”

“Please, Jakben.” She turned pleading eyes up to Jak’s. “I know he’s the worst liar, and that he still has every Septim he ever earned…that he left me to my fate to save his own skin tonight…but I know what’s in my heart in spite of all that. I have no right to ask it of you…but I do. I couldn’t stand it if he wasn’t out there anymore.”

“You ask a lot, Lassie.” Jak made a pretense of thinking it over, but the appeal in her eyes had already made the decision for him.

“All right, Lassie. For you I will stop hunting him, but I can’t speak for Seridur…nor will I save him from Uriel’s Law if he is caught.”

“Fair enough.” Malvulis put her hand in his to seal the bargain.









******* Malvulis


Malvulis carefully unrolled the parchment as if it would crumble to ash if roughly handled. Once again she read the words, hardly able to believe it could be true…the Marie Elena belonged to her…along with the contents of Gaston’s chest of gold coins and jewels.

It would be enough to make some needed repairs to her beloved ship…hers. The Marie Elena was really hers! Malvulis pressed her lips to the parchment before rolling it back up. Thank you, Jak.

Her limbs and head ached with movement, but she pulled her leather greaves back on and removed the torn doublet that no longer provided cover.

Jak had made Gaston empty his pockets on the table before taking him out on the stern. Malvulis plucked the key to the chest from the pile. The heavy lid of the chest gave a loud groan as she lifted it and looked inside…there must be a hundred gold coins in there, and several jewels the size of robin’s eggs!

Malvulis locked Gaston’s will and the title to the ship in the chest before pushing the key into the pocket of her greaves. She grabbed a fresh doublet from the dresser and was pulling it on when the cabin door burst open beside her.

“Malvulis! Someone’s attacking the Captain! Let me through…” Cyrus the Redguard stopped at the sight of her.

“Who did this? Did Gaston beat you again? Malvulis…”

“It’s okay, Cyrus. He won’t be doing it again. Er…would you consider being First Mate to a woman?”

“To you, yes. Why?”

“Gaston just deeded me the Marie Elena. She’s mine now.”

“A little coercion goes a long way. Watch your back with that Imperial, though.”

“I know. If he doesn’t fall overboard on the way, I’m dropping him in Solstheim.”

“I’ll keep my eyes open for any trouble.”

“Thank you Cyrus.”






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Cyrus gapped the curtains slightly at the aft end of the cabin. “Malvulis, you should see this guy! He’s gotta be ten feet tall…shaking Tussaud like a rag doll with one hand…scaring the piss out of that Imperial dog…”

She gapped the drawn curtain nearest her a hair, meaning just to glance. Shock held her at the window staring…Jak had grown to…a giant! His words couldn’t be heard, but Malvulis would never forget the deadly rage in his eyes. Nor would the Imperial from the look of things. Cyrus was right, his pants were stained dark in a horseshoe down the inner front.

Tussaud was praying for death long before Jak, still holding him by the neck…threw him. For a minute it looked as if he may actually be throwing Gaston into the void as he threatened. There was no way of seeing where…or if he landed.

“Who the [censored] is he? Or What? Did you see him throw Tussaud like he was a stick? He ain’t human, Malvulis…I don’t know what he is.”

“It doesn’t matter as long as he’s on our side.”

“You better hope he stays on our side then. Don’t cross him, Malvulis.”

“I doubt he’ll be back. He came to kill Vicente…saw Gaston hit me and didn’t like it.”

“An assassin? Holy [censored]!”

“When he disembarks, I want you and Gah Julan to move to the larger upper deck cabins closest to mine. Keep them locked at all times, and dine in here with me. Don’t pull food for us from the hold, buy it separately and store it in here. I know you both can be trusted. The rest…we’ll see what happens.”

“Here comes your assassin. I’ll go take care of those things.” He ducked out just as Jak walked in through the rear exit, back to a normal size.






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“You haven’t healed yourself yet, I’m doing that before I leave.” Jak did not ask this time.

“No spells. Do it without spells.” Malvulis insisted, folding her arms and averting her face.

“I have no need of slaves, my spells are reserved for virgins. I’ve no reason to put you under, you can trust me.” Jak pounded his fist over his chest twice, but still began healing her without using spells.

“Don’t tell me you’re not interested in the mysteries. I read it in your eyes.”

“Smart as a whip, you are. Aye, I am. My late wife Amiela was widowed when I met her; Dunmer, and just as beautiful as you are. We had 137 years together…happy every bit. I wouldn’t marry again without the mysteries, that‘s sure. But I met another just tonight that’s also trained in them, and she’s not in love with Vicente…in fact, she is the one he poached with tonight.”

“Impossible. Vicente only feeds on virgins.”

“She is a virgin. She only lacks the seven marital mysteries. The little white Khajiit from the Arena…”

Malvulis searched Jak’s eyes, wishing not to find truth in them, but it was there.

“I thought you’d be interested in the information. Had he killed her tonight, no amount of pleading would have kept me from hunting him down. I interrupted him just in time to save her.”

“If I could get him aboard…set sail. It’s the only way, he won’t leave once he’s tasted the blood. Can you act fast to take that from her?”

“I would have tonight, but…she said she trusted me. Called me a pet name my wife used to. Guilt, you know. I want Vicente out of here. If I drive him to your ship, be prepared to sail.”

“I will. Thank you, Jak. For everything.”


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post Dec 18 2010, 10:47 AM
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Wooooooooooooh! biggrin.gif biggrin.gif biggrin.gif Jak is definately one of my favourite characters ever! You keep bringing more and more everyday characters to life, it's brilliant! The pirates, the vampires, the dunmer, the violence--this chapter had it all!

aaaaaaaarrrghghgh! I can't wait for the next vampiric installment in this wonderfully spectacular story. biggrin.gif biggrin.gif biggrin.gif biggrin.gif biggrin.gif biggrin.gif biggrin.gif


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post Dec 18 2010, 12:01 PM
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Rocking baby!!

Sorry, Vicente is always my fav!! The man I always least expect to be racking up frequent flyer points is the one that gets from one end of Cyrodiil to the other. Always in style, and always with a woman!! cool.gif

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I miss Alix !!! Did I ever post the chapter on the BGSF where Alix sees a female mouse and stands up on his hind legs weaving around like a hula dancer? I wrote it, but don't know if it ever made it to the boards, lol.

mALX- do you know how bad this makes us feel? We struggle to come with ideas for writing and you edit things out because you have tooo many crazy thoughts!!


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post Dec 18 2010, 05:02 PM
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Argh, curse you, mALX! Despite myself, you've got me rooting for a scheming, self centered, rapist vampire!! blink.gif blink.gif blink.gif blink.gif

LOL

This last chapter was especially good...Jak's scheming is superb, and it will be interesting to see what that swine Vicente does, lol. Hopefully, once she tires of his lies, Malvulis will be smart enough to throw some garlic in his food, and let her trusty first mate ... dispose ... of him. winkgrin.gif
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post Dec 18 2010, 07:22 PM
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mALX, mALX, mALX... why do you have to strip me of so much dignity? W started as a harlequin, and now we're in...

The Twilight Zone. (You know, THAT Twilight Zone.)

I mean, let's think about it, we have a young, virgin woman who now has a strange attraction to a dashing 300 year old Vampire, and now a huge clique of vampires are fighting for her blood and only he stands in their way... Oh dear, Robert Pattinson as Jak and Kristien Stewart as Maxical.... blink.gif blink.gif blink.gif wacko.gif I'm never going to get that one out of my head.

I don't know whether to hate myself or give you a hearty congrats for my highly successful androgynification (yeah, I did make that word up). wink.gif

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post Dec 18 2010, 09:07 PM
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QUOTE(Thomas Kaira @ Dec 18 2010, 01:22 PM) *

mALX, mALX, mALX... why do you have to strip me of so much dignity? W started as a harlequin, and now we're in...

The Twilight Zone. (You know, THAT Twilight Zone.)

I mean, let's think about it, we have a young, virgin woman who now has a strange attraction to a dashing 300 year old Vampire, and now a huge clique of vampires are fighting for her blood and only he stands in their way... Oh dear, Robert Pattinson as Jak and Kristien Stewart as Maxical.... blink.gif blink.gif blink.gif wacko.gif I'm never going to get that one out of my head.

I don't know whether to hate myself or give you a hearty congrats for my highly successful androgynification (yeah, I did make that word up). wink.gif




Not necessarily. Jak is a con. Nothing he says can be taken at face value. If he admits to something - there is always a reason he did, and there are usually ten more things he did not admit to.

Part of what makes a good con is giving the appearance of honesty. Jak is a master manipulator because he uses truth to seduce and garner trust. (all the while running his own agenda in the background.)

It is impossible to know what his agenda is, because that is one thing he does not divulge. (In other words, if he is divulging an agenda to anyone, it is not his true one)

** for instance: Janus is not interested in Maxical. If Jak wanted Janus interested in her, he would manipulate that by making Janus think he himself was after her. Competition. The harder Jak tries to trick Janus into giving Maxical to him, the deeper Janus will dig his heels in to keep her - like a dog with a bone, kind of thing. (a dog may not want a bone, but let another dog show interest in it, and suddenly the first dog will fight for the bone) (etc.) Jak is a master manipulator.

The vampire war building in the Imperial City has nothing to do with Maxical or blood, it is all about Uriels Law. The vampires were driven into hiding because of it, and theyve had enough of it. They are ready to rebel. - that has nothing to do with Maxical or blood at all.

That said, there are five ancient vampires, four of which we know have an interest in any virgin blood (the Gray Prince is iffy at this point) - All the bodies they have found were of virgins and the de-virgind women that couldnt remember anything were ones Jack left behind half empty of their blood. It is not just Maxical they are after here, but any virgin blood.

If anything, the last two chapters showed that Malvulis is drawing vampires like flies to her side, and she is not a virgin.

She is in love with Vicente, who has already killed one of her husbands to get to her.

She had her guard up against Jak from the minute he stepped on board. If he tried to hit on her at that point, she would have nothing to do with him.

In telling her he was interested in Maxical, he got her guard down and was able to spill the beans on Vicente at the same time - and gave her proof Vicente lied to her - (needle-pricking at her love for Vicente).

He also either set Vicente upor possibly her - telling her he was going to drive Vicente to her ship and for her to get him out of here.

One clue in the previous chapter to this one - Both Jaks and Vicentes ancient line carry an Illusion spell to alter their appearance to anyone they want (ala Jagar Tharns illusion spell). Vicente uses it to look handsome enough to lay every female he crosses paths with - but there is no telling what Jak may use his for.

I have not watched the Twilight series, but Foxy (and now you) have brought it up - making me curious. I know it cant be a T & A, isnt it PG-13? I guess I need to watch it so I know if Im getting complimented or dissed, lol.

Anyway, I wanted to make sure there were no misunderstandings about the storyline - if what Im trying to get across isnt coming through then it is my fault, and if I need to re-write parts to clear it up, I will.

Technically, I am trying to keep it a little obscure, but not so much that the reader cant get a whiff of whats going on from the clues. If I should change anything, let me know <3

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post Dec 18 2010, 11:43 PM
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You didn't have to go explaining yourself now, I'm well aware of the reasons and motivations, and that wasn't a criticism at all. My comment is simply centered on the fact that those books (and movies) are not exactly written with men in mind.

And I'm well looking forward to seeing what happens to the rest of our faithful group now that it's not just the vampires hunting for blood.

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post Dec 18 2010, 11:49 PM
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QUOTE(Thomas Kaira @ Dec 18 2010, 05:43 PM) *

You didn't have to go explaining yourself now, I'm well aware of the reasons and motivations, and that wasn't a criticism at all. My comment is simply centered on the fact that those books (and movies) are not exactly written with men in mind.

And I'm well looking forward to seeing what happens to the rest of our faithful group now that it's not just the vampires hunting for blood.



WHEW !!! Thank goodness, because I did not want to have to rewrite all that, lol.

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Very rich, mALX! I really enjoyed this. Jak is quite an endearing and connivingly beautiful scum. And a former member of Captain Dugal's Red Sabers! Woo Hoo!

Wonderful job with Malvulis. Your portrayal of Tussard was oderifically vivid.

This was a fun episode! smile.gif


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post Dec 19 2010, 10:16 PM
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@ Hazmick - What an Awesome comment!!! I like Jak too, he is always up to something, lol. Thank you so much, you are greatly appreciated !!!!

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@ Winter Wolf - ROFL !!! Or 2-3 women, ROFL !!! His lying keeps me laughing, it is very fun to write his parts. (Yeah, I am like Hermaeus Mora, made up of tossed out ideas - but when someone like you puts your ideas down in print, everyone LOVES them!!!) Thank you so much Wolf, you have been missed! I want to send you a pic of my new puppy, she has double the wolf genes, crystal blue eyes - she is gorgeous.

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@ Rachel - Vicente is too funny to dump overboard, lol. Like you, I really like that Redguard she made First Mate. (In game and in the story, lol). Thank you so much, Rachel !!!!

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@ Thomas Kaira - I misunderstood your comment, lol. When I saw the scenario on it, I thought that was what you thought my story was about, hence the recap of the story. Sorry about that, lol. (and SO glad you didn't want a re-write !!! WOO HOO !!! Lol.) Thank you so much Thomas Kaira !!!

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@ Acadian - Thank you so much, Acadian !!! Jak is slick, charming - I can't help but like him as written, even knowing more about him than has posted so far, lol. Malvulis took over my keyboard, I had to edit a bunch of her out to keep the word count down and end the scene. I get the feeling we'll have to see a lot more of her. Tussaud's description - I put a full screen image of him from the WIKI up and looked at it while I typed that, ROFL !!! Any extras I threw in were ... imagined by the photo, ROFL !!! Thank you, Acadian!!!


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QUOTE(mALX @ Dec 17 2010, 05:26 PM) *

X sent his tentacle in that direction to determine the truth. X is that curious always. X must always be learning and knowing something.

Make sure to stress that it is spelled tentacle . . . nt, not st!!! evillol.gif


QUOTE(Thomas Kaira @ Dec 18 2010, 10:22 AM) *

I don't know whether to hate myself or give you a hearty congrats for my highly successful androgynification (yeah, I did make that word up). wink.gif

ANOTHER VICTIM CLAIMED!!! NOOOOOO!!!!! panic.gif

As to this last chapter:

Jak was a Red Saber?! Malvulis is now Captain of the Marie Elena?! Tussaud has odorous naval lint and sleeps with the fishes?! Hurricane mALX has descended on the Imperial City! Everything not tied down (and even most things that are) has been pulled into this swirling vortex of events.

Now, judging by your comments, Maxical is no longer at the center of that vortex. Not to mix my metaphors, but now I see her as the kindling that ignites the blaze. The only problem is that the blaze inevitably consumes the kindling. Poor Maxical! One of her so-called suitors better seriously step his game up! dry.gif

I, for one, am eager to see how this situation gets un-F.U.B.A.R'd!


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I-I have missed so many pages of Malx's writings!....Where to begin!? Oh, how about the begining.

I'll thoroughly enjoy delving into this window of your, Malx. I hope to reach the present soon!
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post Dec 21 2010, 05:56 AM
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@ Destri - I'm not going to admit how long it took me to get that joke, ROFL !!! Maxical comes by her air-head honestly, lol.

You are right, the vortex is happening totally unbeknownst to Maxical - and most of the rest of Cyrodiil. She really has only a bit part in it ... but funny you should mention kindling and igniting ... hmmm. ROFL !!!

Thank you so very much Destri !!!

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@ Arcry - WOO HOO !!! It is so good to see you on here !!! Thank you so much for stopping by and reading Maxical, she has missed you!! (So have I !!) This story starts out about the same, but quickly morphs into a different story entirely, lol. Hope you still like it !!!


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Chapter 88: Vicente’s New Bodyguard




******* Vicente


Now it was not just Imbel after him, but Captain Tussaud as well…and feeding had drained all his power. Vicente needed help, and quickly…a bodyguard. That loco Orc should be easy to manipulate into that position, and he was strong. Vicente fled the Marie Elena and ducked around the corner, following the scent of the Gray Prince to a modest house right next to the entryway to the bridge that crossed to the City Isle.

A guard was approaching that entrance, any second Vicente would be spotted. He ducked into the house without knocking. As he stepped in the door he gave the interior a quick glance-over. Not a bad little house…but for a horrific odor that caused his stomach to surge up into his throat. Like a cross between an outhouse and a morgue…an odor like that could permeate the walls and the only way to get rid of it would be to burn the place to the ground...as bad as it stank, it may already have.

The thought had originally flashed in Vicente’s mind that he could use the house himself as a snug little base of operations for a while, then sell it and pocket the Septims…once the Orc was dead.

Unless that stench could be removed, that idea had to be discarded. Certainly the house wouldn’t sell with that taint, and Vicente couldn‘t stand it either. Antoinetta was out, he didn’t want her knowing about this place…but maybe Malvulis could clean it up for him.

“Who are you? What are you doing here?” Agronak planted his feet and grabbed for his sword.

How did the Orc stand that reek? His nostrils were big enough to shove a whole carrot up inside, could he not smell that? Vicente looked beyond the nostrils, taking his first good look at Agronak. The Orc’s arms and face were horribly scarred by what looked to have been a bad fire. His skin was a sickly pale blue tone…odd color for an Orc.

Trying to read the Orc’s mind netted only garbled nonsense…that was a definite disadvantage. Vicente dredged up what he had learned about Agronak from the Courier articles…big ego, Grand Champion of the Arena that claimed royal blood…best not bring up his loony father.

“I am here to welcome you as our newest member. You are Lord Agronak, aren‘t you? The famous Grand Champion? We are compadres now…I am Vicente, at your service my Lord.”

Agronak responded by preening. Vicente patted himself on the back, the schmoozing worked.

“Did you bring me a gift?” Agronak stuck his lower jaw out, making his tusks more prominent.

“I am the gift. I am here to teach you everything you need to know about your new powers.”






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“I like being a ‘my Lord‘. I thought people should say, ’Your Highness’ since I am a Prince too.”

“You‘re right, you should have your subjects do that. I should warn you, the other ancients in town are jealous of you already. They’ve been spreading it around that you’re not a real Lord. I fought one earlier tonight that was saying it. He will follow me to take revenge once he awakes from my punch. I bested him.”

“If he comes here, I’ll make him pay for spreading lies about me.”

“Exactly right! Make them respect you right from the start, or they’ll make you their lapdog. They bragged they are stronger than you, you’ll need a good show of strength and force to put them in their place.“

“I’m nobody’s lapdog!“

“That’s what I told them…and they jumped me for standing up for you. I‘ll teach you the ropes…”

“What’s to learn? If they attack me, I’ll wipe the streets with them.”

“For one thing, you must always wear a cowl and cloak when going outdoors. It is the cloth of the gods.”

“It is?”

“Yes, and we are the gods.”

Agronak stood up straighter, raising his head high. “I am a god now too?”

“Yes, of course. You have powers no mere mortal has. You can read minds, bend people’s will to your own. Your power is greater than anyone else…including those ancients that are casting slurs against you. I wouldn’t tolerate it if I were you. People will think you are weak.”





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“I am the Grand Champion! Where are they? I will…”

“If you want to know, all you have to do is smell the air. The ones that smell like me are ancients.” Vicente demonstrated by taking a deep whiff of the air, and ended up doubled over gagging. “What is that stench?”

Agronak shrugged. “I don’t smell anything.”

Vicente pointed to an overturned urn with stains spreading across the floor from the mouth of it. “Is it coming from there?” He honed his nose in on the reeking odor. “No, there is the source.” He pointed to the coat rack that held Agronak’s cloak and cowl. “Good gods, there are…pieces of decaying flesh on it! Is that your cowl and cloak? They are quite…grimy. And tattered as well. As a Lord you should dress befitting your station in life…regal. Don’t let anyone see those shredded and filthy things and know you own them…I’d burn them immediately if I were a Lord.“

“I could sell them…”

“They’ll never believe you’re a Prince if they know you own them. You must think like royalty…I know a man who sells the highest quality cowls and cloaks, and he is open at night.”

“Well…I don’t have any Septims.”

“You are a god now, you don’t need Septims. We use our minds to make merchants give us what we want for free, Lord Agronak. You just concentrate on what you want them to do. And it works with others too, not just merchants.”

“Just concentrate on them?”

“That’s right. First stop by…er…Samuel’s and get your godly attire; then go find those puny ancients that mocked and insulted you.”

“I’ll do it!”






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As they spoke Vicente glided slowly to different areas of the room, his eyes darting around for any items of value or that could be of use to himself. His eyes lit on a stack of street spikes.

“Say, where did you get all those spikes?” Vicente pointed to the stack of thin metal needles that had been hollowed.

“I pulled them out of me when I was in prison. You fill them with poison…”

“Yes, I know how they work. They stuck you with all these? Was it the guards or the inmates?“

“The guards, I was resisting arrest. I was still knocking them out with all these in me.”

“How many did they use on you?”

“Count them, go ahead.”

Vicente picked the spikes up and ran a quick sum in his head, then halved it. “There are over twenty here! And you were still resisting? I would like to have seen that, what a sight that must have been, my Lord!”

Agronak preened, raising his head high. His eyes gleamed in pride as he began describing it. While he was distracted, Vicente palmed and pocketed half the stack of needles, then moved closer to a potion bottle on a table.

“I showed them how I made Grand Champion. The healers had to come to them, there were too many with life threatening injuries to transport them.” Agronak finished his story.

Vicente lay the remaining spikes in a pile on the table near the potion bottle, making a show of bending down and lining them up carefully…almost as if he was doing it abstractedly. He positioned the billowy sleeve of his cloak so it blocked the potion from Agronak’s view, and glanced repeatedly up at Agronak as they spoke to give the appearance of being wrapped in their conversation…gauging the timing to make his move when Agronak’s attention was caught on something else.






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“I always thought one could make their fortune at the Arena with those spikes. Like when they have the prisoners come up against the real fighters that have trained…bribe the prisoner to spike the real fighter, then go bet on that prisoner. Few people ever bet on the underdog, so it would pay off very well. And even if the guy is caught doing it and is arrested, you still can cash your bet if you're quick enough. I could use some of these spikes, did you have plans for them?” Vicente kept the conversation going to distract Agronak.

“I could sell you some.”

“Sell? And here I thought we were becoming friends.“

“I don’t give anything away for free.”

“I see. Would you be selling them loaded?”

“No, they have all been emptied.”

“How much?”

“Five Septims each.”

“Five Septims! But you got them for free, and they are empty now…”

“Final offer, going…going…” Agronak rolled his eyes to the ceiling.

Vicente swept the potion bottle into his pocket in a smooth gesture, covering the movement by standing up straight at the same time. Chameleon potion, he could really use that now that his powers were gone.

“I’ll have to think about it, that would add up to a lot of Septims. What are you planning to do with them? You know, since we are friends…if you have an enemy it automatically becomes mine too.”

“Huh…?” Agronak looked suspicious.

“Oh yes! We are brothers now, compadres. Anyone who attacks you automatically becomes my enemy. I will fight by your side…just as you would fight anyone that attacked me…since we are friends now.”

“Oho…don’t think I’ll give you a discount because of that. I’m no fool you know.”






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“No, I can see that. I see you still carry your sword too.” Vicente pointed to the sword.

Agronak turned to look where Vicente was pointing. Vicente snatched a bottle of paralyzing poison off a bureau top and slid it in his pocket, continuing to glance around and move subtly around the room.

“That is my signature sword. I am known for always carrying it. My father gave it to me on his deathbed.”

“Very nice sword for a signature too…my Lord. Of course…as gods, weapons are no longer necessary for us. Our powers defeat enemies with much more devastation than mere weapons could. Only certain places they don’t work, like in jail cells, or the Arena grandstand areas, the Palace proper…”

“My sword works everywhere, so do my fists.”

“True…my Lord.”

Vicente tried to read his mind again, but came up with the same garbled fuming. It was impossible to tell if the Orc absorbed anything he said. Vicente’s kept his eyes roving for anything more he could use while plotting his next move. Another bottle of paralyzing poison stood atop a nearby cabinet. He leaned on the cabinet and pointed to the overturned urn.

“What happened there?” The poison was slid into his cloak pocket while the Orc turned and looked.

“That [censored] [censored] Khajiit, Maxical [censored] me over…I’ll kill the [censored] [censored]…and Gils too.”

“Where are you going? Better take care of those ancients first, or they’ll attack you while you’re weakened from fighting the others. I‘ll be at your side fighting them, of course…but there are four of them, and very powerful. Not as powerful as you, er…did I tell you that one I fought said you were a nobody and couldn‘t fight your way out of bed in the morning?”

“What? I’ll kill them! Who said it?” Agronak jerked his cloak off the coat rack.

Vicente nearly heaved from the overwhelming blast of stench that breezed off the cloak in the movement. “Good gods, lets get you that new cloak and cowl first. You are a Prince, you can‘t be seen in tattered rags.”

He took one final glance around. The house wouldn’t be that bad at all if he could get rid of the putrid odor…he’d have to get Malvulis to come clean it and see if it could be salvaged.


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post Dec 21 2010, 10:40 AM
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Vicente is a true master of manipulation, I didn't expect to see him work with Agronak though. It would serve them both right if Hassildor turned up and showed 'em what a real vampire can do. biggrin.gif biggrin.gif

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More pungently rendered villains (note to self, read story on empty stomach from now on), and one light-fingered master of manipulation hard at work stealing Aggie's (no, bad me!) AGRONAK'S prized possessions. Vicente is quite the scalawag indeed.

And now Aggie (ARGH!!!) Agronak is all fired up and ready to rend some more flesh from bone. One is starting to wonder just how much of Cyrodiil will be left alive come dawn. Hopefully, Sir Foxy and the Scooby gang are hard at work in the background, so I'm not TOO worried... yet.

You know, that actually has a pretty good ring to it. I think I've finally figured out a name for Foxy's vampire hunters. biggrin.gif

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No, actually, it's "Sir Foxy and his Boobie hunters"...

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QUOTE(D.Foxy @ Dec 21 2010, 06:09 AM) *

No, actually, it's "Sir Foxy and his Boobie hunters"...

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...er... do you bring a clipboard on that hunt? Does your inner radar go off when you pass ... Hooters? Oh wait! This is Foxy, OF COURSE IT DOES !!!!!


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Well, something goes up when I pass -

*sees Mods arriving*

- er - I meant some people's noses go up when I pass gas! Honest!
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