"don't know you all of a sudden said somethin' about it being to late and a new sun or something"

"I have no clue what you are on about, I think you need to see a specialist at the next temple" Megil said confused but then smiled.



This post has been edited by Megil Tel-Zeke: Aug 12 2005, 12:09 AM

"Umm...right." Sel said.

"Jonacin, could you lead us on please? I'm tired of sitting here listening to this lunatic." he said, pointing to Megil.

"Oh yah, I'm the crazy one, Just you wait and see."

They call me crazy but Otik is the one that's hearing voices

They are unenlightened Sheo. said comfortingly

Shaukur looked back at the group, who seemed hesitent of leaving the boat. "Get a move on, Arcyact's not going to wait for the thrashing of a life time long, so we must be respectful and bring it to him fast" Shakur thought how weird this was, coming all this way to kill a madman and then when you're so close to his base, they decide to loiter in the docks.

OOC: psst, everyone's out of the boat. (i think...?)

York wasn't ready to leave yet...he'd never commanded such a force before, especially to destroy a city. He tightened the leather straps on his armor and looked over the map.

He was putting off leaving the castle for a few moments when Alton left. York held his blade out inspecting the scrapes down it from past warriors trying to build his courage and at least appear to be as brave as the others. At idle he drifted back to his attack plan.

Teleport outside the city and go in from the east....no make that west there's water on the east...or is there? York stopped arguing with himself and sighed

How am I gonna do this....

York gripped the ruby tightly and walked to Arcyakt,

"I'm nearly ready to leave...do you have a plan for killing the Telvanni master in Sadrith Mora?"York asked him making his final preparations

This post has been edited by Kiln: Aug 12 2005, 12:26 AM

Mage

"Don't worry about the master - I told you I would handle it."

He magically created two swords just then, and handed one to York. "I'm sure this is a bit more powerful than that old thing." he said, pointing to Yorks old sword.

He held on to the other one - it was for Alton before he left without a warning.

"Ah Okay is I go to the temple, you might as well go yourelf, you never know. I was only crazy once"

Megil slowed down and let Otik catch up, he ruffled the man's hair.

"I was just messing you know" he said with a smile

Otik turned and saw Megil's grin, "heh yeah, so what now? is there anything to do on this divine forsaken island?"

Megil picked up a flattened pebble , and threw it, watching it skip up and hit Sel in the back of the leg.

"Yep, you can skipp rocks."

It seemed good in Altons mind, at least it was as he cleaned off the ork blood on his sword. He figured that he could commandeer the battleships heading out to Ebonhart, dispose of their crew, and in the dawn launch a full scale invasion of Ebonhart, from the inside.

Doing the said invasion he would follow the way the Nerevar did when he searched of the Lords Mail. A.. fitting entrance in his mind. And besides, it would lead straight into the castle where he could end the lives of the generals before they became a problem.

Simple, efficient.

In the next hours Alton manages to sneak unto the Flagship Imperium undetected.

It was still dark, and the boats were floundering but a kilometer from the docks, ready to make their approach in the morning. The door to the main cabin was unlocked as Alton was to find out, and obviously the captain had to drink the night before. An easy target. His death was a swift as a sword throught the heart, and then a hand covering the mouth to keep a scream from leaving the lips. Cold, and heartless.

York took the blade and examined it. He put his old blade on the table beside the map,

"This is a fine blade Arcyakt...I'd like to keep mine here, so I can get it when I return." York said trying to seem sure of himself

If I return...that is...

"Alright Arcyakt, I say we enter from the west. Hopefully they will be unaware we are coming and they won't be prepared. I think we should enter at daylight when the posted guards are tired and just before the shift switches out...or do you think we should attack sooner?" York asked

This is the benefit of having an army that never sleeps...they are always at peak performance

"ah skipping rocks" Otik picked up a few rocks, and started skipping them.

Osano began walking towards the Hall of Mirrors. He passed York on his way out and put a hand on his shoulder, "Nervous? You should be. You've gone from shipmate to General in less than two days. Good luck," Osano lowered his voice, "and don't screw up." He laughed as he disappeared into the darkness of the corridor.

When he entered the Hall of Mirrors he began pacing up and down the room, "Battle plan....Battle plan........Battle plan," he said to himself trying to come up with a plan," Battle p--HAH!!" I don't need a strategy. Four thousand constructs is plenty for some simple invasions on little peasant towns. He pulled out his ruby. Now how the hell does this work? He shrugged, and walked through a mirror that took him to a few minutes walking distance from Balmora; his entire army--along with Slogon--behind him.


OOC [insert evil laugh here]
bout to go overkill balmora

This post has been edited by ShogunSniper: Aug 12 2005, 01:30 AM

(OOC: So... have we started levitating yet and near the dwemer(sp?) ruins or are we still in Dagon Fel? *is confuzzled by some posts*)

After landing in the docks of Dagon Fel, Celia trailed slowly behind and explored the new (to her) surroundings with her eyes, curious about the place.

However, some of the group do not seem as interested. In fact, they seemed to be rushing.

Oh, right! We're trying to find that hostile mage-man. Celia quickened her pace to catch up with Sel and some others, who seemed to be far ahead. She had became nervous when she heard about the levitation trip they would have to make, so she held onto Shakur tightly after fitting on her enchanted robe. "I hate levitating," she muttered.

This post has been edited by MerGirl: Aug 12 2005, 02:15 AM

"Really?" Sel asked. "I think it's fun." he said, ignoring the fact that Megil had just thrown a rock at him.

When they reached the shore, he switched his boots with the shoes and walked over.

OOC: gotta keep it moving

Rycarin drank one of his waterwalking potions and followed Dantrag onto the water. He was a tad bored, so he decided to scout ahead. "I'll be right back.", he said, and used Wind Walk to sprint off into the distance.

OOC: Should he find something of interest? If so, the party should indeed get a reason TO MOVE QUICKER.

"OI! Wait for me... V'laash segaro nekhovall!" Anthanes began rapidly levitating after the rest, grumbling about the pains a battlemage had to endure.