With his shield on the ground he kicked it into the air hoping to hit his opponent's face with it.

Oh boy...this can't be good...

York readied his blade for the recoil.

"Listen...defeat is not an option for me here...if I fail Arcyakt he will kill me...and it will be more painful than any death you could give me." York said

York looked at him waiting for him to strike or leave...likely the first.

The precision of the hits was annoying to say the least but the hits didnt' have enough power behind them to penetrate the armor.

"You're gonna have to do better than that..." York taunted him

"You are correct," he pointed towards the red sky, "That is York taking over Sadrith Mora," he pointed towards the dark sky, "Alton is taking over Vivec and Ebonhart(sp?). He's pretty eccentric though probably taking his time planning all his moves. Plus Vivec is huge. We'll burn this place to the ground in the morning then on to Ald'Ruhn..... Any questions?"

"None at the moment sir," ryan said "except when will i meet the boss? And also, if we are just killing everyone, how will we survive?"

OOC: I cant wait for the answer in the morning.

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OOC: after this post, I'm off to bed. EDIT - changed my mind...I found ice cream.

"I can honestly say that I wish you could die both of those deaths." Sel said with a laugh as he backed out of range of the poorly-aimed shield.

No more shield rushing....thank whatever gods are out there.

He needed to find a hole in York's armor - his strength wasn't enough to pierce it. He was at a defensive disadvantage, and he knew it. Having no armor kept him moving faster, but if he ever made a mistake...

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Osano laughed, "You mean Arcyakt?! Soon enough....You know, this is potentially dangerous. I have accepted you into our group without consulting Arcyakt. He may kill me and you. I am warning you though, he is stronger than the gods. He could kill the both of us without a second thought if he wanted too. Respect him, but don't fear him.....You'll probably see him tomarrow. Why do you ask?"

"Just Wondering want to meet all of the people i take orders from. Thats all. And you havn't answered my other question."

Ryan said this as he and Osano went doen to camp.

"Oh, I'm afraid I don't follow your logic," he laughed, "we're killing everyone but us. Then w--" He stopped himself, "I'm afraid I've said to much. We will see Arcyakt tomarrow, he will answer your questions. Also, if you -are- lying to me about your loyalty, you'd best leave while I'm asleep. Arcyakt will see straight through it. Good night." With that Osano lied down by the fire and fell asleep.


OOC: g'night all.

Ryan considered Osano's aAnswer and wondered what the Arcyakt's answers might be. Folowing in Osano's suit and went to sleep in his bedroll.

OOC: G'night People.

York hunched over, too tired to continue,

This city will be destroyed one way or another, take your companions and get out of this place...surely you wouldn't want to lose them" York said in one last attempt to change his mind

York readied his blade, tired and sweating in his heavy armor.

Why does this heavy armor have to be so...heavy?

York readied himself in case speaking of his friends didn't persuade him to leave.

The archers were in position, ready to shoot into the keep, York pointed to them to let the man know they were there.

"Shall I give the order? Or would you like to leave?" York smirked

Konrad sighed as the group vanished, leaving him alone on the shore. He got out some paper and some ink, and wrote down what he remembered of the incantation Minque said. After a while of perfecting it, he said it aloud and was transported ust behind Serene.

Anthanes wandered about Ald'ruhn, checking up on the defences and giving them skillful (in his own mind, anyway) advice on how to improve them.

Serene did not take active part in the Battle of Sadrith Mora, she just made sure there were enough "grenades" available..so when the fighting seized a bit she thought of going to Ald´ruhn. Maybe Celia and Jonacin would like to follow.......she did not know but told both of them of her plans...

"Ash-trap?" Fenris questioned in the dawn, after he awoken. Anara stood nearby, dressed in Bonemold armor of Redoran styling. The Dunmer Fenris had asked the question of smirked. "Yes, we've dug a small pit around Ald'ruhn, and covered it with tarps and placed ash over the tarp. It looks like solid ground, but it isn't. They'll fall in and die on the spike we've placed," The dunmer said.

"Cunning, what of Ald'ruhn's gate?" Fenris asked.

"Reinforced. The Legionaires of the nearby fort have abbandoned it and fell back here, they helped build and reinforce a gate."

"Excellent."

"In addition, we've placed more of those grenades under the ash and dirt of the path from Caldera to here. They'll walk into their death without noticing it."

Fenris smiled. "Good work."

He turned to see V'anul conversing with several Bouyant Armigers, who's high quality armors, mostly glass, glimmered in the dawn. And surveyed the assembled warriors. Mostly armored in the Bonemold of Hlaalu and Redoran, but there were many from the Fighters guild, and mages guilds. More temple priests act as healers, and Fenris saw the Dwemer armored Redorans that had been Bolvyn Venim's personal guard until he was....replaced. Also among them were the Imperial soldiers of Caldera and the nearby fort. Among them, a few battlemages.


"I want all the civilians moved inside the Skar, in the Redoran Council hall inside it. Lock and reinforce the doors to the Skarr and the council hall itself," Fenris said. "Have some of guards on hand inside for protection."

"Yessir."

Anthanes, who having finished dealing out skillful advice had went to Fenris, was about to follow the nord when he spotted Fenris' sister. For some reason he lingered there, straightening himself up a bit.

Jonacin listened to Serene's suggestion, but he wanted to check how the battle was going before they left. He went to the roof of the keep, and looked out over the battleground. A few stray arrows ricocheted from his armour, but he ignored them. He spied Sel engaged in combat with the enemy general behind the front lines, and cursed.
He ran back inside. "Serene, prepare to leave, but first i have to go make sure Sel gets out of this alive". So saying, he ran down the stairs of the keep. He exited onto the battlements, and leapt off, activating his enchanted shirt as he did so. He walked to the ground, and immediately summoned his Shehai. He charged the horde of constructs, cutting down any that stood inhis path, their weapons bouncing ineffectively off his ebony armoue, leaving the barest of scratches. He reached the place where Sel and the other man fought, and stopped. "need a hand finishing this annoyance off Sel?" he called over to him

Serene made all the necessary preparations for their leave....anxiously looking where Jonacin went to, as always she was worried when someone dear to her was in danger....but then again, seing his magnificent Shehai, calmed down quite a bit, if anything now Jonacin was nearly invincible.....

Smiling she turned to Celia......

"Are you ready dear?" she asked, "when Jonacin comes back we´re off to Ald´ruhn"

She checked that Celia wore the enchanted robe and that it was activated.....her own shoes was a bit worn out now and the enchantment maybe would need some enhancement, so she decided to re-enchent both the robe and the shoes. She also said to herself to check out Jonacin´s shirt before they were off.

"No, I don't." Sel said in answer to Jonacin. "Look at him - he's tired."

He launched another flurry of attacks on York.

Now that Jonacin was here, he knew that York was bluffing baout his friends...

he thought.

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The morning came swiftly, faster then most would hope to imagin for an upcoming battle. Yet Alton was ready.

He was already considered a giant of most men, of standing at roughly 6' 4''. And the armor he wore increased his bulk by a large proportion. Alton we lead from the front.

"Numbers has to be my advantage.." He mumbled, "And those Sylphs will be a problem."

Arkyact, I trust in my skills as a leader but I find it difficult to predict the outcome of this battle. If its true that they have control over the Sylphs then my flanks are always exposed... Ahh... What are Sylphs? Are they not water?

"Abulard!" Alton called, "Come quick, I have an idea with which we can beat our watery menace." The Fallen Knight laughed an evil laughter.

-=-=-Docks of Ebonhart-=-=-

"Load the powder kegs on the battleships now you skally wags!" The dockmaster, know a undead servant, hurried his workers along, "We have a deadline and it must be fufilled!"

After the ships were loaded they set sail, just a spell cast a way from Vivic

When the second man arrived York was sure he would interfere...but he did not, he was surprised and quite glad.

Apparently Selenil had decided to attack him even after he warned him.

"Release the arrows!" York yelled to the archers and so they did, killing several of the men along the wall of the keep

York defended against the blows and lacking a shield he kicked for his opponent rather than shield bashing him.

Sel smiled as York's leg came out to kick him. He moved to the side to avoid it, and grabbed his foot with his free hand and pulled it roughly with the intention of pulling the man down - heavy armor wasn't always easily balanced...