He walked over to the table that had been moved outside. Some old metal cups had been brought outside and sat up on the table as targets. A few of the guards played along with the prisoners.

It was a betting game and two people played at a time. When the guards played they always bet liquor but when it was between prisoners they usually bet a portion of their dinner rations for the following day. Money had no value in prison so it wasn't an option to gamble their money away.

After watching for awhile he joined in one of the matches and he was given six rocks to hit five cans leaving room for only one miss. Kiln stepped back behind the line and threw the rocks with as much precision as possible. This game wasn't one of his favorites because with the six rocks he only knocked over two cans.

The guards took the prisoners back inside for bed but Kiln was taken to the side. After a few moments Larrius Varro came outside and stood for a moment looking him over.

His weapons and chestplate were brought, he was then told to go to the thieves guild in Balmora to find out exactly who the bad people were. Kiln still didn't like the idea of killing someone but nonetheless he set out for Balmora to do as he had been told.

Varro told him while he had still been in the prison that if he refused to do as he was told then he might accidentally get blamed for the murders of the bad people when some other good public servant happened to kill them.

Kiln decided to go find the bad people but rather than killing them he would inform them that Larrius was looking to have them executed so they would have time to escape. If they left town then Larrius would think they were dead anyways so this would work to both his and their advantage.

The plan was foolproof...at least he thought so.
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Hope you guys like this if you find any problems please inform me, goodbye for now.

dum dum duuummmm!!!! nice Kiln. you like "bad people"? lol

Bad people are people too!

Good job so far, thats the first time I've ever heard of anyone wanting to spare the Commona Tong. I'd like to see how this turns out, hehe.

Kiln doesn't know they are Commona Tong guys, he just thinks they are people Varro holds a grudge against. Larrius is corrupt after all, he just uses people to kill others and releases them from prison for it...he is a bad person too.
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Kiln arrived at the first bridge to Balmora, he sat down and let his bare feet dangle in the water, wishing he had brought his shoes with him. The sharp rocks on the ground pierced his feet and burned from lying in the sun. It was incredibly hot outside but the clouds were moving in above the city.

Hopefully they were rainclouds, at least it would cool off outside if it stormed. Kiln stood and continued on to look for the thieves guild but obviously it would not be clearly marked.

He bumped into an argonian and knocked it down. Quickly, Kiln held out his hand to help it up but it would not take his hand. She slowly recovered to her feet and Kiln apologised and asked the woman where he might find the guild of thieves.

After a few moments of silence she finally told him to cross the river and look for the small inn, but she warned that common folk don't go in there because they know it's a very popular thieves hangout.

This was good to know for Kiln though. He crossed the bridge over the river slowly, admiring every inch of the town he had stayed in for so long. After being here for so long he still didn't know the lower half of the city and he never even knew there was a thieves guild in Balmora.

Finally he entered the building and glanced at some of the patrons, they didn't seem like thieves until he turned to go further into the building and he felt something moving in his rucksack.

He turned around but wasn't surprised to see the Bosmer trying to steal from the pack hanging over his back. He pulled his sword and pointed it as the mans throat.
The small elf looked petrified and the woman near him pulled her dagger.

He put away his sword and tried to talk to the people about the bad people's whereabouts but they wouldn't answer him so he continued on to speak to the Khajiit woman at the end of the hall. She was nice and polite but when he looked away he noticed she was looking him over for anything she might be able to steal.

He kept his hand on his sword though so none of the thieves could take it, it was his most valuable belonging by far. After he told her he would kill the bad people she told him they hung out in the Council club near the silt strider port.

Kiln left the building in a hurry, he was off to warn the people that Larrius had marked them for death.

I never viewed Larrius as corrupt but I guess you do have a point.

Lets see what happens when he finds out they are Commona Tong.

interesting experiance.

Well in the game he is more of a good guy that needs help to inforce the peace but in my story Kiln misunderstands what he is doing and views him as corrupt.
Kiln sees him as trying to have him kill innocent people because they are getting in the way of something, because he doesn't know that the bad people really are very bad people. Soon he will understand that Varro is just trying to help justice along a bit.

I wanted to update earlier today but lightning hit the power and my computer got messed up, still not sure what it was but I turned it on a few minutes ago and it was fine...I'm so happy.
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Kiln walked back across the bridge and toward the Silt Strider port, turning right and reading the sign. He had found the Council Club and slowly opened the door. A horrid smell hit his nose when he entered, there was no visible source of light in the building.

He took a few steps and tripped over something in the floor. He struggled to his feet and rushed outside through the door. He pulled a self-made torch from his pack and lit it using the flames of one of the torches the guards had set aflame.

He entered the door once again and looked on the floor where he had tripped, there was a single body. He was a dunmer male and he had been dead now for several days from the smell emanating from his corpse.

Kiln put his free hand on his blade and drew it parshally from it's sheath. He continued deeper into the building but as he delved deeper, the smell of death and decay overwhelmed him.

He saw the bodies of several more people littering the floor, seeing a cloth on the table, he picked it up and covered his mouth and nose with it. The smell was horrible, one man was sitting in his chair, he hadn't even gotten to his feet before getting killed.

The attack had been done with precision and agility, it didn't appear that there had been a major struggle here, and that was what had scared Kiln the most. Everyone was armed but only a few had even pulled their blades.

Satisfied with the horror he had seen in the first two floors he headed down the stairway to the lower floor. The smell was here as well and the door looked like someone had forced their way into the room behind it.

There was a man laying in the floor, fully armored, with blade in hand. He had been prepared unlike the others yet he had still fallen. Kiln saw papers lining the floor and picked them up, stuffing them into his pack.

He left the room and stepped to the next door. This door was standing open and on the bed lied a single body, the dunmer woman hadn't even been awakened by what had happened. He approached to inspect her corpse but then something strange happened, she moaned and rolled over.

The torchlight illuminated the room and the woman was unconscious but she was in fact alive. Without thinking he sheathed his sword and picked the woman up from the bed and was off for the temple. Thoughts exploded in his mind and he was forced to think many things in a short period of time.

Why had she been spared? Why hadn't she awaken when he picked her up? What had happened? He didn't know but he would investigate once again after dropping the woman off with a healer.

This post has been edited by Kiln: Jul 24 2005, 04:54 AM

Certainly wasn't what I was expecting, but I like it.

wow different but yes it is good.

Sorry guys but Kiln isn't really a great fighter in the previous parts so I couldn't really have him kill all those people...I just couldn't find a way to do it, so thats the best thing I could think of...not sure if I like it so much...

Kiln moved as quickly as he could but the extra weight of the girl slowed him down. A guard quickly rushed to his aid and helped him carry her up the hill to the temple. He entered the temple and lied her down on one of the beds in a nearby room.

The priestess and several of her disciples rushed to the room and surrounded her, examining her carefully. Kiln noticed how some of the people were looking him over carefully when he looked away. What was going on?

They found a small stab wound in her stomach and Kiln was rushed out of the room as they began to disrobe the woman to clean the cut. He was given a chair and he sat in the main entrance near the door. A man emerged from the room and hung a curtain over the doorway of the room and quickly turned and went back inside.

The guard that had helped him pulled up a chair and sat beside him, the guard was a brute of a nord but his face was quite kind and friendly,

"Is that yer lass Kiln?" the guard asked with a strange accent

Kiln was caught off guard and he asked the guard,

"Wait how'd you know my name?"

"Everyone round these parts knows your name young sir." the guard replied

The guard smiled and removed a paper from a pouch on his belt. He then rolled the paper out and snapped it tight so Kiln could read it. On the paper was a stunning representation of Kiln and clearly it was his wanted poster.

He scanned the paper, "Kiln, wanted for several counts of both breaking and entering and theft of personal property, may be armed and potentially dangerous, report on sight."

Kiln stood and took one step in the direction of the door but the guard put out one arm and forced him back into the chair.

"Just go about yer business and we won't be botherin' ya."

"Shouldn't you he trying to arrest me?" Kiln said suspiciously

"Nah to be honest with ya I'm to drunk to fight ya so I'll leave ye be for now." the guard said laughing

"So you're not going to try and arrest me?" Kiln asked amazed

"Not at the moment, I do wonder though who is the lass?" he asked

Kiln thought for a moment and explained that he had found her in the Council Club. The guard didn't seem surprised at what had happened and even told him it was just a matter of time before those thugs were killed by someone.

Kiln asked what he meant and after a long conversation with the man he found that the Council Club was a known hangout for the Commona Tong. Kiln thought for a moment and couldn't believe he was going to try and help them escape.

Then Kiln's mind returned to the woman, was she Commona Tong? He asked the guard and he said that the reason she was still alive was because she probably wasn't Commona Tong.

A priest emerged from the room and walked toward Kiln and the guard. Kiln could tell by the look on his face that he recognised him as well as the guard had.
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Tired...must sleep...

wow that was great, and I understand about the fight.

Yeah, it was great. And sometimes you really don't need a good fight scene to make a great story, it was a good decision on your part.

Thanks everyone. I was seriously thinking of stopping this story because it wasn't going anywhere but I've got an idea now.
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Kiln stood to introduce himself,

"Hello, my name is..." he was cut off mid sentence by the priestess

"My name is of little importance and we are all well aware of who you are Kiln" she said and then pointed to the wanted poster beside the door

"Fine then we'll skip to the point, how is the girl?" Kiln asked anxiously

"Why do you not call her by name?" the priestess asked

"I don't know her name woman just tell me if she's alright." Kiln demanded

"Better do as he says ma'am he's a dangerous one he is." the nord joked

"You should have arrested him if you are worried so much." the priestess snapped at him

The nord just laughed and sat there without moving. Kiln told her that he had found her unconscious and brought her to the temple. Her facial expression changed and she looked more calm and the mad look about her had all but left.

"You did the right thing in bringing her here." the priestess told him

"So will she be alright then?" Kiln asked

"There is a problem, she was stabbed with a poisoned blade. The poison is beyond our help, she will not wake until the antidote is found." she said sorrowfully

"Where can this antidote be found?" Kiln asked

"None can be sure but this particular poison is favored by vampires and from what you have told me of the Council Club that is probably the case." she told him

"Where could I find this vampire?" Kiln asked

"I cannot be sure, it is not your job to find him, he will find you." she said turning and entering the cloak covered room.

Kiln sat back down wondering what the woman had meant but he would soon find out. While he was waiting he opened the journal, it was obvious that some of the pages had been torn out of it though so he went to the nearest page that was whole,

"Today I returned to the half crazed man on the hill who claimed to be the spymaster he gave me orders to report to a man at the fighters guild to get some information from him, he also added that I might have to do a chore for him in exchange for the information."

Kiln viewed Tiren as an errand boy for a spy and half laughed but quickly his thoughts returned to York, where was he anyways?

Kiln wondered for a moment and then remembered that he had to go back to the prison soon to report that he had killed the bad people. Nobody would know the difference anyways, they were in fact all dead.

He left the building, the night sky was lit well by one of the moons and he walked through the city toward the fort.



This post has been edited by Kiln: Jul 25 2005, 07:42 PM

Very nice, very nice indeed! for you!

Are you not continuing/updating anymore?

EDIT: Well, I see you are continuing (I hope)! Very emotional and well-written.

This post has been edited by MerGirl: Jul 25 2005, 07:44 PM

Just updated, I will continue to update because of inspiration I found yesterday I said I wasn't going to continue but I have decided to.

good job. I wonder who the vamp is....

Nice update as always, Im looking forward to finding out who the vamp is.

BTW, cute av Mergirl

This post has been edited by Kell-Reevor: Jul 25 2005, 07:48 PM