Otik got to the rest of the group but hadn't seen the dragons yet "I go off for one minute and then the next thing I know I get tugged to the group. Now whats the big idea?" soemone in the group pointed and Otik turned to see everything "sheet What happened and who'd you all piss off!?!"

Niran had managed to move away from Jonacin, and he walked over to the group of guards, and jumped at them. Holding his dagger in hand.

"Ah glad she found you, Well i sent for you in case we needed help, but since they are here for Sel and he has declared trial by combat, it is now a duel and we are not to interfere."

He told Otik,

"But by the looks of it, we don't need to worry at all and we can just sit back, as Niran is going to bring them all down with that butter knife of his," Megil remarked as Niran launched himself into the group.

Fool

Falx made his way to the room, not bothering to return the cliche'd stares that everyone gives you at a inn.

After making himself comfortable he waited for his, "company"...


[Enter Mage!]

Konrad laughed at Niran, eyebrow raised.

Mage

Arcyakt finished resurrecting the last of the constructs. After teleporting them all to his castle, he went there himself, taking Osano as well.

He looked in the mirrors for the first time in a long time - Falx's mirror no longer showed that of a grave.

Everyone else's showed some sort of stand-off. Arcyakt shrugged. They could get out of it. Instead, he looked into Falx's mirror for a long period of time, studying the knight.

Arcyakt laughed after a long period of time. "He doesn't know who he is!" he declared to nobody in particular.

Smiling, he walked through the mirror, appearing outside of Falx's door.

He thought for a second, and walked through.

"Alton!" he exclaimed, thinking to give him an identity, and make the knight think that he was a friend. "You have to help!"

Sel

"Niran must love me more than he admits, to fight for me like that." Sel remarked dryly. "Could we get some paralyzatin before he kills himself?"

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(OOC: Don't even try it . . I mean you can. However, at the moment Stendarr is possessing Niran, and using him to spare Sel's life. )

"Alton!?" Falx questioned, "Who in Stendarr's name are you!? After Falx mentioned the word Stendarr his mind opened up several doors, "Stendarr?.. God of mercy... Legions... Damn, none of this makes sense!"

"Good sir! I do think that you might have me mistaken with another.. individual. But alas, if someone is in the need of help, I am here" Falx tried to make himself sound stronger then he appeared, after all he was in... well he still hadn't a clue.

"Are you okay" Falx scanned the man, "What would be the problem, you seem uninjured"

"ahh I see but who are they? dremora lords with dragons!? I thought that all of them were extinct!"

" I don't know who they are, from the Empire I presume. As to the dremore and dragon, As summoned being I don't think they are considered living, and are probably weaker than the originals. As to being extinct I have no idea of it, I'm sure they lurk in the shadows of this world still."

"ahhh So we get to sit back and watch the show?"

"Well i wouldn't sit back, i'd be prepared for anything that may happen after the trial by combat. Such things have rules you know, Not evena god can intefere with the trial. But after it's over all chaos may break through"

"What ever you people are fighting thats threatens whole Tamriel as you say, then I'll have me by your side" Arneth said, looking at Megil as he cleaned his sword and stepped up by his side...

"Niran, putting a blad to someone's neck will always be taken as a hostile action. Especially when it's your blade against the neck of a person you openly hate"

Osano watched through the mirror that Arcyakt had stepped through curiously; ready to step in if needed.

Sel watched as the dremoras held Niran still, keeping him from another outburst.

He also saw one of the Duke's guards approach him.

"I will be my emperor's champion." he said, drawing his claymore.

"Fine." Sel replied, ready to get it over with.

Sel stood there, watching as the dremoras formed a circle around him and the guard. The young dunmer wiped the hair from his eyes and drew his sword, waiting for the guard to make the first move.

Megil climbed atop some rocks to see over the dremora and watched the duel from above.

Niran couldn't tear himself from the grip of the dremora.

"Hey, bastarde!" He spat at the duke's guard "Ever heard of me, you know. Killed a few guards, Niran's my name. If anybody's wanted for murder, it'd be me." He once again tried to break the dremora's grip, but failed.

Finally, some of the dremora left him and circled around Sel. Niran used as much might as he could muster, and pushed the rest off.

Jumping backwards he made a swipe with his dagger at Sasal.

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with a sadisic look, a cut across his cheek and a few yelled to the guard in combat

"hold your ground soldier! hold out till sel cooperates. Untill then, they will not leave this island alive untill sel leaves to the imperial city with my army!"
sasal soon had the island surounded with orcish battlemages,dremoras, and dragons.

Sasal soon borded the boat the island on a impirial boat with the guards, leaving the young guard scared, yet determined to stand his ground....

The young man ordered the orcs in their tongue to patrol the intire island with keeping an eye on the group

soon a camp was set up for the orcs and Dukes guard station just out side of the range of the camp. "and dont even think about teleporting out of the island, these orcs are casting spells covering the island! the spells are similar to the force that keeps you from levitating out of mournhold, but you cant teleport out, and if my orcs catch you casting spells of any kind, hehe, you'd better hope the dremora catch you before the orcs do........." and with out another word the orcs were swarming the island

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Guys he thought, stretching the tendrils of magic to the others. I may have to flood this island. If it does, hold your breath and don't fight the sylphs.

Megil turned to Sasal.

"We will not be taken captive, you here me. I hope your orcs are wish to die, becuase you chose the wrong group to mess with." He turned to the tides, and began yelling.

"EXCITATE VOS E SOMNO, LIBERI FATALI SOMNUS NON EAT. EXCITATE VOS E SOMNO, LIBERI FATALI SOMNUS NON EAT."

Immediatly the sea seemed alive, as sylphs emerged from the sea all around the islands. they ran ashore ,they transparent bodies glittering in the sun and began to cast offensive spells against the orcs and dremora. some turned to their giant and impermeable serpentine forms and began to attack the dragons.

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