after his use off the tree he came back and said "hmm, everybody is so stressed today!" exclaimed sasal, as he washed his hands with a canteen full of water, he noticed that arco was not near the fire...

"hmm, strange that acro did not wish to join us" thought sasal...
soon sasal was caught up in thinking about aresting sel
"maybe a trap? hmm this is hard to be an investigator.... all the deseption.. but it puts food on my table" sasal thought as he eyed the drunken pair near the fire

then his thoughts wandered towards this, Jonacin...." i wonder why he protects serene? a battlemage, protecting a simple spellword?" these thought confused sasal as he thought of all the moments spent at this ashlander camp..

and it struck him! sasal noticed that serene knew some things about sel, and has some kind of attraction towards him" if only i could capture here for bait!" thought sasal.."then he would come to mournhold!" then sasal plotted to take serene " i could make it look like a attack on the village by some thugs, i could get some of the blades to do it, then make it look like they took us both" then sasal turned from a simpled minded, idiotic, wandering drunkard battlemage to a cold blade of morrowind....

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OOC: Just so you know - Sel doesn't get drunk. He only drinks enough to calm his nerves.

Sasal thinks that Sel and Serene have something going on! 17 year old with a 48 year old...Sasal will only end up with Jonacin's sword in his neck....

IC

Sel sat up and woke Serene, hoping she wasn't too drunk. He remembered last time she had half a bottle in that abandoned mansion...

"Serene." he said. "Let's go over there, and I'll tell you what you want to know." he said as he pointed to an abandoned fire.

OOC: I'll get them alone so Sasal can try something. key word = try.

Serene woke up from Sel´s voice, she had a slight headache but nothing seious really, and the thought of at last get to know Sel´s story made her alert....

"Ok Sel, I´m coming, just let me go in private for a moment"

She returned and went with Sel.....to listen to what the young man had to say....

"What exactly do you want to know?" he asked Serene once they got to the fire. If he knew that, he could know where to start...

OOC: sorry it took me awhile to post - I was reading ch 2 of your story...

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Serene looked at him.....i want to know about your childhood, about your family, the dark secrets that you have implied...the dark memories I helped you to ignore....

If you tell me and we can dicuss the issues..they won´t torment you anymore, you will learn to live with them.....

So start with as far back as you can remember......

She looked at him with warmth, she cared for him that´s for sure.....they had been through a lot together lately...

Jonacin finished his conversation and left the yurt. He saw Serene sitting by the fire, and was about to go over to her when he noticed she was talking with Sel. By the look on his face, he was telling her something that he didn't really want anyone to know

Sel sighed before beginning. "My mother, my sister, and myself lived in a little hut on the ouskirts of Ald'ruhn - Niran and Celia have seen it. I never knew my father, my mother always said that he wasn't the type to settle, and he left after my sister was born." Sel scoffed. "That basdtarde probably just saw me and Vysi - that was my sister's name - as a difficult responsibility and ran."

He paused for a second. "When I was fourteen, my mother died. She starved herself so that Vysi and I could eat. That left me as the family's caretaker. I got enough money for us to live, working for a crazy mage who was always hunting artifacts. All I did was record the findings and offer him some protection with my sword. But I was often gone for days, or even weeks at a time, and that left Vysi at home by herself a lot. One time, I came home after work, only to find our little house ransacked, and my sister raped and killed."

"I tried to kill the mer then and there, but he got away." Sel said, a mixture of anger and sadness rising in him just from remembering. "I tracked him down, though, and got my revenge. I told Shakur that I slit the man's throat, but that was only half true - I only gave him the death he deserved after I had tortured him."

Sel stopped, hoping she wouldn't ask for any more details.

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Anthanes frowned as he looked out over the Redoran camp. There were quite a lot of soldiers...Too much for him to be able to wipe them out with his magick.
He had to find a solution. Perhaps the darker arts might...Wait! An invocation of Boethiah...excellent...

Hearing the door open, he turned around, unsheathing his sword, but realized it was only the bosmer slave he had leered at earlier. Excellent..

"M-magelord Gylaine has s-sent me to take care of your every need, Master... " the woman said, looking down. I was going to use her for my pleasure, but she'll be good as a sacrifice...

With a few quick paces, Anthanes was near the bosmeri slave, a curved dagger with daedric runes in hand. Before she could react, he stabbed the dagger through her heart, and the slave died with a low gurgle. Anthanes put the corpse on the nearby table, spreading it out, and with his dagger cut out the heart. Holding it high, he began a chant in daedric: "Sharmathzkham Boethiah acraeius matherim v'laash aecrium Boethiah!"

As the half-dunmer finished chanting, the corpse began trembling and a booming, genderless voice rose from the dead slave's mouth.

"WHY HATH THEE INVOKED ME, MORTAL?"

"Allmighty Boethiah, thine might is required."

"WHAT FOR?" , Boethiah's voice inquired.

"Doth thou see the army outside of this town? They threaten thy loyal servant, and I require thine assistance in slaying the dogs."

"I SEE THEM, MY MINION. SO BE IT. I SHALL AID THEE TOMORROW IN VANQUISHING THEM. I SHALL SEND MY MINIONS FROM THE VOID TO ASSIST THEE. THEN, I SHALL FEAST UPON THEIR SOULS."

As the voice of Boethiah finished speaking, the corpse began to disintegrate, leaving only the rags the slave had been wearing behind. And Anthanes smirked, satisfied.

"Zius aecrium!"

With a slight spell, the bloodstains were gone.

They shall all die, by Boethiah's might.

Serene sat still tears in her eyes after hearing Sel´s story...

"What a terrible thing for a 14 year old." she slowly said" But you must not feel any guilt of what you did to that mer. I know it´s not right to take a man´s life whatsoever but you were merely a child at that time and finding your sister molested and slain must have been a sheer catastrophe for you.

She then started rubbing Sel´s temples, quietly chanting some words that made him very sleepy......She focused on Sel, gently rubbing his guilt away with that strange kind of magic that so few mages really are skilled to do..She knew she might have to give him more treatments löike this but she was confident she would succeed in getting him a little bit more at ease with himself.......

Sel was very sleepy and at last he faded away putting his head in her lap...


Ooooaaaahhhhoooaaaaaaaaooohhhaaaooaaa her song sounded over the ashlands and gave a faint echo in the mountains...

So they sat for 2 hours......

OOC: Anthanes now scares the bejeezus out of me.

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Jul 11 2005, 02:35 PM

ooc: That's the idea.

Sel woke up, and realized that his head had been on Serene's lap.

"What just happened?" he asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Serene smiled, you just cleansed your mind from dark thoughts she replied..and you have had a really good and refreshing sleep! I would say you ought to feel a lot better..

I told you I didn't want you messing with my mind... Sel thought, but he couldn't deny the fact that he did actually feel better.

"Thanks." he said, standing up. "Oh, and one more thing." he said, drawing his sword. "You're a mage - maybe you can return this to normal?" he asked.

That sword was the only thing he had of his father's...

Yes...she replied, what´s wrong with it? what do you want me to do?


OOC: Must go in 10 min bus ia waiting!

"You can't tell me you don't notice a difference unless you honestly haven't seen me fight." he said, surprised. "It used to glow green, not red. The metal used to be silver, not black. Arcyakt changed it when he made me Death. Damn, he took my dagger too." Sel said, just remembering that he had fought without it for a day or two...

[ooc: By the way, a skilled mage might have felt the invocation, though it wouldn't be sure what exactly had happened. Hint hint.]

Oh..well I might have noticed..I´m sorry but it won´t be a problem then because I know what happened to it....

She took the sword......stroke it´s blade humming a chant......stroking styroking..and the light slowly changed from red to more greenish.....and even more until it shone with an eerie green light that seemed to emerge from the very steel....

OOC: So I´m leaving work now....cya later tonight!

Sel took his sword back from Serene when he finished and inspected it.

"That's exactly right." he said, amazed. "Thanks again." he said before going back to the other fire to get the last piece of nix-hound.

OOC: finished chapter 2 of minque's story!!! I'm catching up.

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The Werewolves slowly ate away at the door, just as to maybe toy with their prey. Falx readied his weapon and waited for the inevitable encounter...