"Hey man, im not that way." said Ryan after Whiping the slobber off his mouth. "and are you Drunk or stupid."

Anthanes smirked overhearing the exchange downstairs, turning his attention back to Anara. "As I was saying... Wait, I wasn't saying anything."

OOC:The heroes are making their final stand here after Alton destroys Vivec as it has been decided. We...or at least I was told to meet here for the final attack.

IC:"I figured Arcyakt would tell you we were meeting here...perhaps he just hadn't gotten around to it yet....he's been busy of late." York said still watching the direction the boy had left in

"Arcyakt will likely be pleased as I am with your decision to bring him along...but I will trust your judgement." York said looking at Osano

"Well we are approaching he final battle and then we will celebrate...our conquer of Morrowind, and then we will expand further." York smiled

OOC:Of course we will lose...but...

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OOC: Dont do any thing with my guy but if i have to kill the orc i do it.

The Orc smirked. "Nah, i was just on a dare," he said. "I don't like Imperials, too soft. And short," he concluded and headed abck to the Armiger table, where one of the Armigers grumbled "Was worth it," and tossed the Orc a sack of gold. "Told ya i 'aint 'fraid ta do nothin'" the Orc said.

"Yeah, Grenzub would jump off Red Mountain if you paid 'im enough," V'anul said.

"Damn straig- Hey, no i won't!"



Anara smirked. "No, you weren't," she agreed.

"Excellent. You know that 'boy' is going to infiltrate Ald'Ruhn," Osano said obviously proud of himself.

He shrugged and continued picking through the shelves, listening to them. A idea suddenly popped into his head.

"Hey orc, I'll pay you if you do somthing for me." He said turning to them.

"In any case, I'll enchant your weapon as soon as I can bear myself to leave. That means that should you want an enchantment laid upon it anytime soon you'll prolably have to come with me." The battlemage grinned a bit.

"But you didn't consult Arcyakt? You should only be proud if you are still alive when the battle starts friend...you know Arcyakt better than I do and you know that he isn't likely to be happy about this..." York said to Osano

I hope Arcyakt doesn't mind the new guy...for Osano's sake...

York sat down on the ground facing his army of constructs, standing beside what Osano had they looked like nothing.

"How did you manage to keep so many of your constructs alive?" York questioned

"Hmm. I don't know how Arcyakt will react ..." he said rubbing his chin almost worried, "but i think he is more likely to kill Ryan than me.....And Arcyakt rebuilt my army, he didn't yours?"

"Mostly...but many were destroyed beyond repair...most of my troops are undead soldiers, ressurected by Arcyakt." York said looking at Osano

"Don't worry about it...I'm sure It'll be okay. Arcyakt needs you to lead your army, you are too important to kill at the moment...but the new guy...how did you find him?" York asked a with a bit of suspicion

Osano scratched his head and said, "well he kinda got left behind by his friends when I took Caldera. Why do you ask?" Osano said while settling down on the roadside. He figured if they were waiting for Arcyakt and Alton he better get comfortable.

Anara grinned back. "Of course, lead the way Anthanes."



"Oh? And what would that be?" The Orc asked.

Anthanes nodded and led Anara into his room at the mages guild. Uttering the command word, the hidden trapdoor was revealed and Anthanes climbed down the stairs into his private sanctum. "Welcome to my private sanctum" , Anthanes said. The battlemage's gaze dropped on the shrine to Boethiah he still had prominently in the room. "Hrm, no, that won't do..." A magical blast shot from the battlemage's finger, shattering the statue, then the altar. The battlemage went to a tightly sealed chest in the corner. "Segaro nekhova." The chest opened out of itself, revealing a collection of valuable arcane items. Anthanes dug through the chest for a moment before taking out a golden soul gem, wreathed in swirling golden magickal energy.

"This" , he said "contains the soul of a golden saint- the only one I've ever managed to slay."

Anara stared at the gem. "Wow," she said. "I hear Golden Saints are very good fighters too."

"No reason...but you did of course question him on who his friends were..." York questioned him further

He was sure there was a visible look of suspicion on his face...but that didn't matter. York looked down at the ground to try and hide it.

"How can we be sure he's not a spy? Do you trust him?" York asked

He paused for a moment...

"I am sorry to question you Osano...but surely you understand my worries..." York said looking up at him

Anthanes nodded. "Yes, that's so. We attacked it with ten cultists and I was the only one to survive." The battlemage absently rubbed a scar on his cheek.

"Let's discuss this away from the other folks." He said beginning to head upstairs.

(Shoot, got to go. Cya!)

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Anara nodded. "So, anyways, back to enchanting..."



Grenzob, the orc, followed afterwards.

Anthanes nodded. "Make yourself comfortable. This may take a little while."

The room was rather sparsely, practically decorated with a small one-person bed, a bookshelf that seemed to hold books on many different but mainly trivial topics, a rough wooden desk with matching chair and a few barrels of flin in the corner.

The battlemage sat down on his bed putting the spear on his lap and the soul gem next to it. Drawing from the essence of the golden saint and his innate magicka, he whispered to the spear, weaving spells into the weapon.

"v'laash sharmatzkam, acrius eglath. v'laash erenus solenum, tarich nekhovall. v'laash, aradaeum nobeya. v'laash rethano fondiguman."

The battlemage wove a cast-on-strike Dispel Magic, Frost Damage, and Silence into the weapon, and out of his own movements a constantly effective Reflect.
The essence of the Golden Saint left the gem and entered the weapon, causing it to glow with golden energy.