NOOOO! I just...my man is MINE lol

You sound awfully guilty. You SURE that you're not possessed by Malan's wife?

This post has been edited by King Of Beasts: Apr 3 2013, 05:56 PM

She's not that lucky lol

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Just wanted to post these screens of Malan, I'm giving everyone extra time to read that last chapter since everyone is reading the contest entries (hopefully), lol.



* Dagoth-Malan


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Malan under statue where he released kidnapped/imprisoned girls:


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Malan with Janus Hassildor:


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Malan with Ocato:


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This post has been edited by mALX: Apr 6 2013, 08:16 AM

OH, now I see what Uriel was doing! There’s a big part of him that’s always outside the moment, deciding what things mean, how they fit together, and how to guide events. Awesome.


I love this whole part! It speaks volumes about both of them.

Oh my gosh, the recall ring in the manure pit! I was giggling in anticipation.

Maxical accidentally baiting Amiela while she was chatting to Evangeline was priceless.


I love that as soon as she figured out the plan, Maxical made sure she saved Alix the mouse! “And all of his outfits,” lol!


Oh I knew instantly who you meant!! Love it!


How perfect that Janus and Hannibal were busy noticing the wrong thing at the moment of the Malan/Amiela showdown. I just love those two (Janus and Hannibal the academics) together.

Wow this is a great chapter!

** KC, DE, McB? No one else going to read that last chapter? Don't want to post the next chapter too soon if you all are worn out from reading the contest stories.

...I missed one?...Oh hell's-bells...Sorry mALX...I shall investigate and edit herein!!...

Je suis desole!!!... ... ...


EDIIIIITTT!!!...HA-HAAA!!!... ...I absolutely loved Maxical's winding up of Evangeline/Amelia...Gawds that was funny... ...

And the ring at the bottom of the manure pile... ...Oh, that'll smell baaaaad... ...

Brilliant stuff...Looking forward to seeing how this all plays out...

Nice one!!...

*Applauds heartily*...

PS...Sorry it's late... ...



This post has been edited by McBadgere: Apr 7 2013, 03:57 PM

I am here, my lady! Regretfully late, but nevertheless present! Page 100!!!!!

Chapter 199:

Naughty Uriel and Eyja, using Maxical like that. Bleh! But hey, its for her benefit and Uriel has always been an intellectual old man. I trust him.

Janus Hassildor, highborn vampire, never touched manure in his life. Haha. That was hilarious. I did like the feeling Maxical had of walking from the palace and feeling as an adult. Aside from losing her virginity, she did mature as the story went along here. Looking back and now, its good to see how she's changed and is changing with Malan's plotting being foiled from time to time, though she still has to learn. Such as seeing through Eyja's little friendly schemes

Malan as Jakben=very good looking fellow! Quite the gentlemen. And the funny thing is they look alike!

This post has been edited by Darkness Eternal: Apr 8 2013, 12:38 AM

If I'm not mistaken Maxical is about to put the screws to Hassildor to help her.
Or the promise of a bath with a friend.

He wouldn't even budge for me, and I used bribes." Eyja raised one eyebrow twice

I… I don’t believe it!

Hey, would Malan teleport straight to her now that she’s wearing the ring? They should toss the ring into a furnace!

“You’re going to drop his marker in this pile of horse dung?”

“Amateur! Of course not.”
I like where this is going… A furnace or the Imperial prison might have been more practical though. Still, I cannot wait for him to appear at the bottom of a horrendous pile!

Oh… Hello Amielia. Might I suggest… Imperial prison?

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@ Acadian - Thank you so very much Acadian! Your comment had me rolling, you made my day with this! Thank you so very much again Acadian!

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@ Ghastley - Thank you so very much Ghastley! You hit the nail on the head with your comment. Maxical is the stronger of the two in willpower.

** Malan has thousands of souls inside him too (including both Maxical's husband's souls), and at certain times their willpower can become stronger, and they are able to emerge for short periods before he gets control over them again.

Malan found out that Gils had a very strong willpower already, Fathis shows he can overpower Malan under certain circumstances in the next chapter.

Thank you so much again, Ghastley!

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@ King Of Beasts - Thank you so very much Kobby! ROFL !!! Feel bad for Malan, lol. Thanks Kobby!

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@ Elisabeth Hollow - Thank you so very much Liz! You had me dying laughing with this, ROFL !!! I don’t know if you remember (Chapter 54, page 23) the “Ode To Marie Regina Palielle” - that bit of stalkerish jealousy was written specifically for a reader of this thread whose girlfriend acted crazy jealous of him and then stalked him after they broke up. He made the mistake of telling me about it, and I have never let him live it down - wrote that chapter to remind him of it, lol. (Then sent him the vid below in case he’d forgotten about her, ROFL).


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yh0AhrY9GjA


Amiela is def the jealous type, as Foxy would say “you ain’t seen nuffink yet,” lol. Thank you so very much again Liz!

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@ Grits - Thank you so very much Grits! You made my day so much with this comment, and had me rolling! Thank you so very much again Grits!

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@ McBadgere - Thank you so very much McB! Lol, I’m glad you got here too, lol. You got me tickled with your comment because - living on a farm like I have, I know you understand exactly what cow manure smells like, lol. Thank you so very much again McB!

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@ Darkness Eternal - Thank you so very much DE! I didn’t notice that Malan and Jak looked alike, but you are right in the face a bit - I think it is the intense look. Thank you so very much again DE!

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@ King Coin - Thank you so very much KC! You had me laughing so hard with this! Putting the ring in the prison cell would have been a good one - just like he did to the real Sir Damien, lol. The furnace would be perfect if the ring/enchantment could withstand the fire long enough to catch him, lol. Awesome suggestions! Thank you so very much again, KC!


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This post has been edited by mALX: Apr 10 2013, 01:53 PM

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Chapter 200: Amiela


Malan was here, I could smell cow manure strongly. He had Amiela fully raised up in Evangeline, completely running her. This was zero hour, Malan was moving on the Palace. The realization struck me forcibly with an overwhelming fear for Uriel's safety, and a terrible dread that I'd fail him.

"Get to Uriel and protect him, Hannibal. Here, take this with you.” I pushed the pram into his hands and all but shoved and dragged him through the door into the Royal Quarters.

Hannibal was faltering; I couldn’t tell if it was because he knew Evangeline and didn’t perceive the threat to Uriel, or if he was still on the brink of shock since learning Mannimarco was in Cyrodiil.

“Hurry! Bolt this door behind you and seal it with magic. Tell Foxy's men that no one is to open it unless they hear my voice and Uriel's new security code.”

He nodded mutely. I pulled the door shut and waited, listening. My breath released in relief when I heard the grating metal as the heavy bolt slid across and saw the orange glow of his spell shimmer over the door.

Malan could still get into the Royal Quarters as a vapor, but Evangeline couldn’t. Malan wouldn’t go forward without Amiela, he’d have to adjust his plots. I hurried back to Evangeline’s room.

The corridor was swarming with guards in a verbal contest with the handsome man, who blocked Evangeline’s doorway and was trying to stop them from arresting her by convincing them it was just a lover‘s spat. His hair was matted on one side with blood, and his beautiful face was swollen and bruised. I put a stop to that.

“Guards! This isn’t Evangeline, it’s a disguise. She is Dagoth-Malan’s wife and they are here to assassinate Uriel Septim and seize the throne. The Emperor ordered this imposter be taken to the Imperial Prison and held under a full and heavy guard 'round the clock until he decides her fate and sends orders."






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The handsome man spun toward me gaping, an expression of shock and something else I couldn‘t define in his eyes. Evangeline's burned with rage and malevolent anger that could clearly be heard in her unconcealed threat.

"This cat has no authority to give orders! I outrank every one of you, now get back to your posts before I have all of you fired!" She spat the word ‘cat’ with an emphasis that made a slur of it.

The threat was very real for the guards. Evangeline's position was above theirs, and she very well could cost them their jobs. There was hesitation among them, and a few even started to step off and ease back down the corridor. Not for long.

From Amiela’s time inside me I knew Evangeline would still be cognizant of what was happening even if she couldn‘t control it. I shot her an apologetic look and prayed she’d understand why this had to be done as I pulled the order from Uriel out and held it up high so it could be seen by all.

"The Emperor knew she would try to use Evangeline's rank against you. Therefore effective immediately Evangeline is permanently removed from her position here, she is no longer allowed in this Palace. Here is the order vacating her post and cancelling her security clearance. The Emperor wants all entries to the Palace sealed, no one is to come or go until further notice.“ I indicated Janus’s friend.

“All visitors must leave.”

The handsome man was staring at me with an odd almost wary expression in his eyes. “I’m here by Uriel Septim’s command.”

Evangeline’s head swiveled toward me as if disconnected from her body, rage burning in her eyes; then suddenly she was surging through the guards with a strangled bellow.

My hand instinctively reached for my shield and found only Eyja‘s borrowed dress and my dagger. I tried to conjure a shield, but somehow ended up casting Eyja’s spell to remove clothing instead.

There was a stunned glimpsing of blurred pink flesh in motion before I cast again, then there wasn’t time to do anything but block her hands from closing around my throat.

Her eyes zeroed in on mine with such hatred that I froze in place, paralyzed by its intensity. Behind it was a vileness, an evil beyond any I’d ever felt. It oozed from her like a vibration in the air and left me shaking.

Inside me was a sickening realization that she felt no bond with me for carrying her inside me for fifteen years, no gratitude. What I felt coming off her and read in her eyes was only hatred of me for being alive, for her needing me in order to exist.






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Under her chokehold the shock of a fingernail that felt like a talon gouging into the vein in my neck with intense pressure yanked me into the reality of Amiela’s attack. She had no intentions of a slow choking death that would be easily stopped by those present, that was a quick kill move. She wanted me dead without a chance anyone could stop her or save me.

My claws unsheathed instinctively to gouge her eye so she’d release me, or sever her jugular before she could pierce mine...but either would kill her. I couldn’t bring myself to hurt poor dear Evangeline. She couldn‘t help what Amiela made her do.

My mind screamed for Janus’s help while I shoved my arms upward with force between her wrists trying to break her grip. A sudden movement caught both our peripheral visions at the same time, both our eyes glanced toward it.

Shackles were flying toward us with tremendous speed and such precision that Evangeline didn't have time to react before they clapped onto her arms. Whatever their enchantment was, it broke her grip nearly instantly.

I’d never seen anyone but Fathis able to conjure shackles with such deadly speed and accuracy. I looked around and was stunned to see the handsome man’s arm moving. He had protected me. I sent him a mental thank you and was surprised to see his head bob slightly as if in acknowledgement.

For the briefest second his eyes held an expression that was so familiar. Fathis used to look at me that way. Then like a flash it was gone and an expression of uneasiness and a touch of fear took its place. Probably because Evangeline had turned her wrath back onto him for shackling her. A scuffle erupted as the guards surrounded Evangeline to stop her from attacking him.

“YOU DID THIS TO ME! YOU‘LL REGRET...LET GO OF ME! YOU [CENSORED CENSORED]! YOU’LL PAY FOR THIS! LET ME GO!”






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The handsome man’s eyes flickered between me and Evangeline with an expression I couldn’t fathom. I turned away from the look in them with an effort, watching the guards struggle with Evangeline instead. When I glanced back he was gone, making his way through Evangeline’s room to her wine rack. I didn’t blame him, poor man.

At his disappearance Amiela turned her rage back to me. Her head spun around so fast it looked like it may keep going.

“YOU! You‘re behind this, you and your [censored] Gifts. He’ll never have them again, or I’ll tear you apart with my bare hands and feed you to the dogs, you [censored censored].” Her eyes bored into mine with more evil hatred than I could comprehend.

It sent more than a chill down my spine. My legs and arms were trembling, visibly shaking.

“Coward.“ She spat at me. It was true, I was terrified. But I wasn‘t about to let her leave knowing that, or thinking I was an easy mark. I stepped up to her and leaned in close to her face, but spoke loud enough for Malan to hear since the rank odor of cow manure still hung heavily in the air.

“You listen to me, you ungrateful parasite. I’d have killed you without compunction, but your dead ass is inside my dear friend. You want a fight with me, choose a bodybag I don’t love and come back. I’ll bury you in so many pieces Malan will never be able to find them all.”

“You wouldn’t dare...“ I cut her off, leaning in closer and whispering in her ear.

“Just a word of warning, Amiela. Stay out of Theryon, it‘s my lair now just like the upper floors here are; and you’ll never have my permission to enter either one. Malan is my chosen now, maybe you should see if Greywyn Blenwyth has a lair you can haunt. Till then, enjoy your cell at the Imperial Prison.”

I stepped back, waving goodbye with as good an imitation of Eyja's cheeky grin as I could muster. “Bye bye, Amiela.”

As the guards started hauling her down the corridor she let her legs go limp so they had to drag her, screaming the whole way.

“MAALAAN! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME! DON”T LET THEM TAAAKE ME…MAAALAAAN!”






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My neck ached and was bleeding, but not heavily. She had broken the skin but not been able to cut into the vein. Lucky for me, Evangeline kept her fingernails well trimmed.

One thing I learned today, Amiela is Malan’s driving force. All I need do is figure out what she wants and I’ll know Malan’s next move. She wants me dead, but what else?

She was definitely vain, I’d noticed her expression looking in the mirror earlier trying to cover up her wrinkled face with much more make-up than Evangeline ever used. She wants beauty, then...and power. Being alive isn’t enough for Amiela, she wants it all.

She’d never have either in Evangeline’s body. Amiela couldn’t be a mage or she’d have used Evangeline’s powerful magic, and today would have gone a lot differently. In that body she couldn’t fight either. Evangeline is weak and slow, out of shape.

It suddenly struck me that Malan never planned to use Evangeline’s body permanently. Just like I was temporary for my mysteries, Evangeline would have been his ticket to the throne and then without a doubt he’d have discarded her for a better choice.

But Malan wouldn’t just wait for someone better to happen in, he never did anything without a plan. He must have someone in mind that he‘d plotted all this time to use. Who?

We were the fatted calves he and Amiela were willing to slaughter to get what they wanted...wait, slaughter? Would he have killed Evangeline? A chill went down my spine. There was no doubt in my mind Malan planned to kill Evangeline when he was through with her.

Wait, then he must plan to kill me too! Why was I still alive? Wasn’t he done with me once Amiela got my mysteries? And I just bested him and ruined his plots again, why wasn‘t I dead?

Malan couldn’t kill me, his nature would stop him. But he could have stopped that handsome man from intervening and let Amiela do it. What else did he need from me that I hadn’t fulfilled yet?

A huge shiver shook my whole body. Malan was still here, the stench of cow manure still hung strongly in the air. I was sure he would follow Amiela to protect her, why hadn’t he?



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Oh...ohhh, the nature...has it taken hold of Malan finally?

Amelia is insane godammit!

I'm going to assume Malan turned against her partly to keep his disguise up and partly because the nature affecting him?

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Malan didn't turn on Amiela. Malan wanted Maxical dead, and can't do it himself because his nature will stop him. He would have gladly let Amiela/Evangeline do it, since his plot to use Evangeline was thwarted, she was going to have to be discarded anyway.

Malan has thousands of souls inside him, and every now and then a situation arises where one of them becomes more powerful than Malan (if something is important enough to them).

Malan has both of Maxical's husband's souls inside him, Gils and Fathis. Malan already learned Gils had an extremely strong willpower. He just found out Fathis does too.

Fathis took control of Malan's body to save Maxical's life (and gave her that special look she recognized). Here is the passage that lets the reader know:

Wow! The pooh hits the fan and a cat fight all in one!

‘I tried to conjure a shield, but somehow ended up casting Eyja’s spell to remove clothing instead.’
OMG, this is sooooo Maxical!

I loved how mysteriously Fathis’ managed to intervene! What a wonderful realm of possibilities that opens up. Simply a magical moment as his shackles bound Amiela and Maxical began to realize who was behind the move.

Uriel’s thinkin’ again – how insightful that Maxical had his written order to resolve the poor guards’ dilemma.

Amiela was on fire and Maxical poured gas on the flames with her territory-marking threats about which lairs were hers! I’m surprised Amiela didn’t just spontaneously combust!

Uriel’s little champion really came through in this one!

Oh, and Alix the Mouse made it to safety!

I was reminded of a bit of Sheogorath dialog there: "They're the backbone of the land, except where the backbone is an actual backbone. Have you ever been to Malacath's realm?" Which had me thinking "except where the shackles are actual shackles". You've got all the protagonists constrained by some kind of shackles, and they're all looking for a way to get loose and gain the upper hand.

So far Maxical has avoided letting Malan do that, but I'm not seeing her any closer yet to achieving it for herself. We've just seen that her magical skills weren't just suppressed by Amiela, they really were naturally stunted. There was a glimpse of natural fighting ability, in this case shackled by her wanting to avoid harming Evangeline.

If Malan can find his horde of souls taking over individually, what happens if they form a trade union?

Oh! I get it now! I missed that, sorry. Another cue was the shackles. Derp, Liz.

Woooo hoo!!! It’s the cavalry, or at least it’s Fathis for just one critical moment. Like Acadian said, the implications of this had my mind spinning with possibilities.


Yay for Maxical! Her character really shines here as she overcomes sheer terror and sends Amiela away shrieking like a lunatic while Maxical has recovered her composure (at least outwardly).

Good grief, the remove clothes spell! I was rolling. And Maxical’s concern for Alix and Hannibal along with her care for her friend Evangeline even while she was being attacked reminded me of why she’s such an endearing character.

What a great chapter!!

Ooooh...Cat fight!!!... ...

Excellent winding up and removal of Evangeline/Amelia...For now at least...

Loved this update... ...Lots of screaming...Where's Jerry Springer (Jerric Springus?) when you need him?... ...

Nice one!!...

*Applauds heartily*...

Holy crap! Action-packed chapter!!

So the start of the chapter had me thinking Malan smells of [censored]. Maxical truly kicked some ass in this episode. The start had me hooked from start to finish. You showed a measure of Maxical's skills here. Good to see she knows how to pack a punch. Though I do recall her fighting with her bare hands in that one scenario with the captain of the guard.

So was Sanguine involved in this? Or was Maxical just being Maxical by making Eyja nude?(Don't answer this )

Seeing Maxical enrage Amiela was pleasing. What a crazy woman! No wonder Malan loves her. Max's comment about the bodybag had me laughing. She's fierce with words!

Can she save the souls of her friends, though?

This post has been edited by Darkness Eternal: Apr 12 2013, 11:17 PM