Raxle O'Conner

"Damn't!"

"Shhh! Don't want anyone to here us!"

"Shut the hamster up, I know what I'm doing!"

"The hell you don't, look I told you were several clicks south of Gnisis"

"great compassion, I say were near Ald'Ruhn"

"Ald'Run, whatever, have you ever been to that place its a hamster cave desert around there!"

"I told you to shut the hamster up!"

"Look, we'll wait untill light, then we'll hamster those bastards up, ok?'

"Sure"

"Ok"

"Son of bitches..."

Raxle fumbled out from under their hastily built tent, it was nearly morning and the great light was about to show itself on the horizon. Earlier in the week a band of adventurers hand raided the imperial camp, slaying three soldiers.

The band of ten was gathering for their own night raid against the residence of Gnisis. A revenge killing..

Falx

"Well well, it seems the security systems work. Tis good." Falx mumbled incoherently as he walked down the wooden steps.

"Abulard! Whenever this problem is over, do me a favor and run this package down to Office of Lord Megil. If possible say it's from an old friend."

In the package was a bottle of vintage cyrodillic brandy, from well before the isolation of Vvardenfell, the best of the best. A note was also sealed with it...."

Dear Lord Megil,

Though you and I haven't known each other all to well, I do believe we each know more then we'd like to admit of the others. You are the Hero of Vivec, I, unbeknowist the population, could be labelled as the Scourge of Vivec.

My past crimes leave a foul taste in my mouth, something unsavoury. My deeds are those I am not proud of.

Recently though words of my past have been spreading through the community, not as much as my dance with evil, but more so of the Legion. As you more then likely you know, I was once a Captain in the legion, a mighty warrior I might add. The current state of affairs reguarding my brethren has been not the best.

As much as I would like to plead for your support in the ending of their torture, it has come to my attention that matters affecting the security of New Vivec might be at stake. If you deem my words worthy please enterain(OMG) me with your presence.

Signed,

Captain Falx Albarnias
Knight Errant of the Dragon Riders

"Hmm, that should do.." Falx sealed the letter and added it to package. "Abulard, the package is ready, run it whenever the lock down is over?"

"Oh, it looks like someone is here.. Fun fun fun.", Cal thought as he approached Fort Moonmoth. He stepped carefully inside, and looked around. "As dirty as it ever was. A tad more now, though.", Cal thought, and smirked.

"Oh.. I'm so tired.. I guess I'll take a nap.", Cal said out loud, and found a piece of wall that were still standing, and sat down, and leant onto it. He closed his eyes, and waited for someone to respond.

Lykaon wondered through New Vivec, he had headed to it some time ago, having collected his payment in the Eight Plates, then ate his meal in his room and rested before heading here. The populace seemed startled now, however. Apparently the gates were closed now, and the guards were looking for someone. His interest piqued at the prospect of a job, and hunt he headed towards the Halls of Justice. Upon arriving, he requested a audience with 'Lord Megil', to offer his services in finding and apprehending the man.

For a price, of course, Lykaon reflected, grinning wryly beneath his helmet.

"The legion is...er...well...was like any other faction, it had its undesirables, corruption and inner conflict...mostly within the important and high ranking people. The legion had its own problems with all that stuff happening in the Imperial city, the taxes had to be raised to try and restore order to the way of life." Kiln said and paused for a moment to let this man absorb what he'd said

"The blockade kept the mainland from sending messages to us so our generals and commanders. They didn't know what taxes to charge so they started to charge people the taxes they felt were right, ridiculous taxes of not only money but food and supplies as well. Obviously the citizens of Vvardenfell had other ideas though and since the legion is concentrating on their own problems, they're not going to do anything about the problems in Morrowind." Kiln said

Perhaps I'll end up meeting with this man again...I have this feeling...

Kiln drank from the flin and put the remains of the bottle and a few others into his pack, not caring if he seemed greedy. He heard a noise outside.

"What the hell? I knew it...Val, watch them." Kiln said storming off to the door expecting that the noble had brought house guards with him

Kiln slammed the door open and looked around, seeing the boy from earlier sitting just outside.

"What are you doing here?" Kiln said angrily

This post has been edited by Kiln: Sep 2 2005, 03:55 PM

Jonacin brought Leni upstairs and tucked her into bed. "night night sweety" he said, giving hera kiss. He went back downstairs to where the others were. "So Sel and Konrad, what have you two been up these last five years?"

Serene went to the kitchen..and back again..she could not just sit ther....the uneasy feeling grew stronger but she tried to conceal it.

So finally she went and sat beside Jonacin......she always felt at ease being close to him.......and waited for Sel and Konrad to tell their stories

"I wonder why I have the feeling someone or something is after me?

"Serene, are you ok? You seem very restless"

Eberron
Vvardenfell
Red Mountains, near Maar Gan

Eberron had just pasted Maar Gan a little while ago, he managed to get some drink and food but not for money thought. He had regained some strength and went for Ald'Ruhn. He still thought of the last time he met Arneth, he had just been in a battle in Ald'Ruhn and met some new 'friends' that actually saved Morrowind if not the whole Tamriel from a evil wizard, that story he had already heard alot about. Thought he didn't quite remember the names of his friends he thought they might know something...

Coming over the little hill-top, Eberron watched down at the city of Ald'Ruhn. He was facinated by the Redoran Houses and their buildings, he gave of a little smile in the hope of finding the first clue where Arneth was as he gently walked down the hill against the Ald'Ruhn City Gates. Coming in with out any knowledge about who he was really looking for, Eberron went into the nearby tavern, Rat in the Pot. Entering he walked straight up and sat down and ordering some drink. Knowing how much septims he actually might need he handed out a Silver Dagger for the drinks, it was clearly enough and Eberron had a few of them anyway.

As he drank he suddently remembered something, he remembered Arneth talking about a powerful Redguard warrior, Spirit Sword.

Was it Jonacin...?

He scratched his chin in the thought. With nothing to loose he asked if they bartender would know anything about Jonacin, apparently Jonacin lived in Ald'Ruh with his wife Serene in Morvayn(sp?) Manor. Eberron took the last sip before going out and searched for the manor hoping the best that they might know anything of where Arneth could be. Thought they really wasn't close at all.

Maybe they dont know anything at all...

Arneth
Vvardenfell
Unknown Cave, near the city Khuul

Arneth leaned over the map on the table with some other of his close friends. Arneth blinked his eyes and scratched the back of his head as he looked over the map and marked the Legion's known positions outside the coasts of Vvardenfell...

"We managed to get some out, I still dont know if you want to take my choice - but I'm staying here" Arneth said to the group slaming his fist into the table, knowing the Legion's blockade around Vvardenfell was hard to get through...

"In my opinion Master Arneth, we are to few to take such a risk again. We managed to get some of the Fighter's Guild and Mage's Guild members out of here before their blockade was complete. Even they had hard encounters" Malgurion said, the Redguard who had been following Arneth alot over his years in Vvardenfell.

"Yes. It's getting harder and harder to get out, and with the Dunmer's turning against the Legion we cant risk another ambush trying to escape. We lost to many people on the way here" Arneth replied, he could clearly remember a few days ago when they had just sent of a ship from the West Coast and were heading back to their headquarters when they were ambushed by around fifty Dunmer's, the volley of arrows and arcance spells took many of them with their pants down, killing many.

"There's little we can do thought, the Houses are still not at war but it might only be a matter of time and I doubt they want us as enemies" Malgurion said, as he was pointing out the three Houses areas on the map.

"Little? No, I already have a plan. Its not a real plan, but we should go out again we need to get legionares to safty and bring them here. Some are scattered around and alone and not very well liked by the Dunmer's now. I will try to gather some allies while you Malgurion will take command of gathering the legionares scattered around in Vvardenfell" Arneth said before leaving the table, reaching for his damanged armor from the ambush and his enchanted sword by the helmet.

He walked out of the cave without a word, he sharpened his senses as he looked out of the cave door looking if there was anyone out there. It was clear. He was going to start near Ald'Ruhn, Maar Gan and Gnisis trying to find what ever legionares he could...

"Well actually I have a bad feelig..still, I sense evil towards me..from outside, but maybe it´s just me being over-sensible, I don´t know, but I am a bit scared, and I don´t want to be left alone....."

Serene moved closer to Jonacin, leaning her head against his shoulder....

"Just stay with me then I´m not afraid..."

Jonacin put his arm around Serene. "Don't worry Serene, if anyone wants harm you, then they have to go through me"

Eberron
Vvardenfell
Ald'Ruhn

In front of Eberron he could see the Manor where Master Jonacin and Serene was suppose to live. He cleaned some dirty and dust of himself as he was nearing the door before thinking of what to say.

With no real plan to say anything special at all, Eberron knocked gently at the door before stepping a little back waiting for someone to open...

one of the guards approachd Megil.

"Sir, there is a mercenery outside that wishes to hve an audience with you, no doubt wanting to offer his services."

Megil nodded, "let him in, and send him to my office."

Megil walked into his office, sat behind his desk, and awaited the man.

Anthanes frowned as his teleportation spell failed. Then, the bright half-dunmer walked just outside of the city perimeters and cast it again. He appeared again, along with Kyara, in the house of Serene and Jonacin on the same spot where he'd teleported out.

"You should see Vivec sometime. Megil has really done quite a job fixing up the city." Anthanes smirked. "Is that a knock on the door?"

"I was sure someone was here. Well, hello to you as well.", Cal said, and grinned. Cal slowly stood up, and put his hands on his hips, while watching Kiln. "You know, this is a Legion Fort. Most people don't come here nowadays, except me, that is. It's kind of my home. And the rest of the legionaires stationed here. As weird as it may sound, I'm one of them.", Cal said, and waved his arms explainingly. Cal stretched a bit, and looked behind Kiln, into the room. "Oh, company.. And there's that Argonian from before.", Cal thought to himself, happy to see someone else but angry dunmers.

Something was strange about this boy, not many legion soldiers were willing to admit what they were. The ones who did were either proud of their legion roots or they were insane.

"You do realise that by telling people you're in the legion, you endanger yourself don't you?" Kiln asked somewhat confused

"Those who openly admit to being in the legion are either proud or stupid...which is it kid?" Kiln asked coldly

Kiln just wasn't sure wether or not to trust him. Things had been so odd in these past few days with this noble and the other legionaire turning up.

OOC: Nothing personal Ryuku but Kiln just isn't the trusting type as you know.

OOC: Np.

IC:

"Well, I was always taught to be proud of what I am, whether being rich or poor, strong or weak. And I haven't formally introduced myself either.. Caldius Irithius, Knight of the Imperial Legion. You can call me Cal.Nice to meet you.", Cal said, and bowed deeply. "Oh, I guess this means I'm proud of being in the Legion. Hehe."

Cal could see the man's suspicions, but he didn't really worry about it.

"Listen kid, you're young and I doubt you could even use that blade of yours properly, why don't you just go home...it's not too late for you." Kiln said in a sincere tone

Kiln thought about what usually happened to these young type in this day and age. They didn't tend to last long with all the house soldiers looking for them and the shortage of food was bad enough already.

"You can come inside, but don't let the men here know you're legion...you're just a lost traveler." Kiln said turning and going back inside the fort

OOC:That wasn't the best time for you to leave Ryuku...

This post has been edited by Kiln: Sep 2 2005, 04:35 PM

OOC: Sorry about that. Hehe.

IC:

"Alrighty then!", Cal said and followed Kiln inside. As he got inside, he could see people sitting around. "Good day to you!", Cal said in his usual happy tone.

Sel looked around, wondering what to say.

"So...what exactly is out there?" he asked.

"If I knew I would not be scared" Serene replied..."Someone´s out there and I just know he or she want to hurt me"

Serene hid her face in her hands crying .......

"What have I done? Why is there something evil out there? "


Then ssuddenly Anthanes and Kyara appeared out of the blue..........