Oh Sel....Serene looked at him.....you don´t have a levitation item either if i remember correct.... So she took out a pair of worn shoes......examined them and chanted over them..

"Here Sel" she said handing him the shoes....you are skilled enough to use shoes for levitation..it is trickier than other items you have to have good balance...

"I enchanted them with CE levitation so you won´t have to worry about the enchantment wearing off"

OOC: Why is Sel skilled in the art of shoe-leviataion?!

OOC: He´s been around for quite some time, and have had time to practise all kinds of skills...so Serene believes in him....

OOC: because he's an elf! - awesome balance!

IC

Sel took the shoes and put them in his pack - he didn't need them yet and he found his worn boots rather comfortable.

"Thanks." he said.

They were walking for a few minutes when a dwemer tower was visible. "That's one of the towers just outside Dagon Fel..."

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Anthanes muttered, agitated. "Sure, don't give anything to the battlemage...The fact I know the spell is beyond the point."

"Oh stuff it Anthanes, besides we're already here."

Jonacin overheard Megil. "Actually Megil, the place we want to be is south of here on the main island of Vvardenfell"

"Really, what makes you so sure that Arcy will be sitting in that dwemer ruin that you handed me over to him in? Besides he almost ready to launch an attack on vvardenfell, he has three commanders and a unstoppable construct army...well nearly unstoppable."

Seeing that this would lead to question he quickly added.

"Oh I have my sources." then turned his attention to the dwemer towers coming up.

"Well Megil, while i can't be sure that's where he is, it's the best lead we've got right now"

"What a damned nut." Sel muttered. Construct army? Sources?

Sheogorath? he thought, but didn't voice.

"Yeah, if Jonacin knows where Arcyalkt at the very least, was we can figure out where he went," Fenris said. "Or figure out a way to stop 'im."

"You might as well find a guar excrement pile for hints on arcy's location."

"Its finalized then, Ebonhart will fall." Alton spun on his heel and turned to the hallway that led to the mirrors but not before knodding to each of his comrades, even york, "I trust one of these will carry me to my distenation?"

Reguardless of the answer he swiftly moved down the hall. When Alton entered the room filled with the magical mirrors he noticed that several were focused on the party of adventurers, he mumbled something to himself, "Damn you all, if you just searched for me, just ca..." It was cut off as he entered the mirror of Ebonhart.

Ebonhart, a few hours later..

A few gold peices slipped into the orks hand, "So.. What of the city's defenses?"

The ork whisper back in a voice that could of been considered a growl, "The imperials have roughly about 500 soldiers in the castle, close to 150 archers and a random lot the rest, maybe several knights too." The ork looked around nervously, "It seems that there are near 1000 soldiers outside in the field barracks."
Alton looked at him and promptly dropped several more gold coins into his hands, "And?"
"And.. Almost 1500 soldiers are on the march to switch out the guard for feild training."
"What of the governer?"
"Haven't seem him, couldn't tell you. Oh, also about ten imperial class battleships are moving in to resupply at the docks."
"Hmm, that could work" Already new plans were being formulated in Alton's military mind, "Do you know of any citizens or the sort that are upset with the empire?"
"Oh yes, many!" he exclaimed fairly excitedly, "The Commodus Family has publicly expressed their hate for the empire, and on numerous occasions have acted descret in their.. dealings?" The ork smiled, showing several lines of sharp teeth.
"Good, good.." Alton reached his arm around the ork, "Have you ever felt as though you've never been faithful to the empire?"
The ork seemed surprised but answered back confidently, "Yes, and I gain honor by doing that! What has the empire down for us!?"
"Dear me, Careful my friend" Alton pointed at a rock, and quickly changed directions of the two to head down a darkened alley way, "So you wouldn't consider yourself very trustworthy...."

Only one person left the alleyway.

"Dagon Fel will be no better, might as well at least act like we know what we're doing. I'm sick and tired of going off randomly and sitting on my boat. I'm not going to wait for him to come to us. We go there, find him, and kick his scrawny yellow boat."

"At this point it's inevitable that we run into him, it will only be a matter of a few hours before it starts."

Megil looked up at the sky,

"vvardenfell will have a red sky tonight"

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"And you're just gonna sit here, and let him come, giving him the advantage? I don't think so. Not smart in the least," Fenris reasoned. "Let the sky be red. I really couldn't care."

"I'm not going to sit, but why search for something, that is coming for you anyways."

Megil's eyes glazed over and crackled blue.

"Your quest has failed, for tomorrow the sun will rise on a new vvardenfell." he said in a deep voice that seemed to make the earth tremor.

the blue faded and megil looked around him, not knowing what had jsut happened to him.

Sel nodded. He agreed with Fenris.

"Let's go then." he prompted, ignoring Megils "death doom and destruction" sermon - who would listen to a murdering lunatic anyway?

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Otik heard all af this and was shoked at megil's speach, "What was that all about?"

Megil looked back at Otik,

"what was what all about?"