Darus made sure only Ordinators and high officials walked outside of the cities interior. Darus had made sure that Ordinators had followed Megil to secure his safety while he was gone, and entered the room. He saw Megil talking to a man, but Megil didn't seem threatened, so Darus stood beside Megil.

Shakur

"Shakur, word has come from Vivec. We are allowed to send our people to them, but hunter Sefranus Darwajaru says that he heard warning sounds coming from Vivec, so we best not start until safety is declared" said a local of Bitter-Wood, who had talked to Vivec's messenger. "Good work Greatus, and it is good to see you are no longer calling me sir or even sire" Shakur smiled as he replied, still tired from packing some of the soon to be moved citizens of Bitter-Wood.

This post has been edited by Red: Sep 3 2005, 03:59 AM

Posting , illl be back on in an hour or so

OOC: thxc for throwin me a bone Megil , super lsot becaus ie havent been following since like 2 days ago , man did this one start off fast

Cheers

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After some time Isaarin had already assaigned the posistions of his army. Things were to be kept quiet though as not to arouse the attention of his people or Megil for the time being.

Malkaan was continuing his reclamation of the coastal land and sending scouts to locate any loose ashlanders and the missing ashlander tribe.

But earlier with Ravvin....


"I destest it" Miner Arobar replied flatly "Your not seriously considering this are you?"

"I might be..." Ravvin answered mornfully "What else can we do? Vvardenfell is a land in destress and it needs our help"

"But until the other houses make a straight out act of war we must stick to our code and help those we can however we can" Miner answered

"I suppose you are right... Thank you, I really appreciate your advice" Ravvin said slowly and somewhat ashamed

"I'm just glad you consulted me first" Miner smiled.

[I]Back in the presence of Isaarin

Isaarin was back in his room ago smiling happily as ever

What a wonderful situation. Now that my army is all set up I should be ready to attack in but a few days!

Bursting with joy he reached into his drawer to remove his bottle of skooma and his pipe. As he was to fill his pipe with the wonderful substance and lit it up.

Lying down on his bed and taking a deep breath he entered a land of wonderful pleasure.

"That's muuuch better." he smiled sinking slowly down into his pillows.

"Just what the end *yawn* of a fine day needs" he said falling into a peaceful sleep after he safely stowed away his illicit joy.

This post has been edited by Intestinal Chaos: Sep 3 2005, 04:07 AM

En'Fel and his companions ran through the allies, followed closely by a Redoran guard.

"Come back here you Ashlanders!" He screamed, lifting his heavy broadsword.

"Let's slice him up!" suggested Hel'Tic.

"He's done nothing wrong," En'Fel cautioned.

"What do you call chasing us then?" Hel'Tic pushed.

"Ignorance," En'Fel answered. "The window," he continued and together they slid themselves through a window into a small house, and ran through the door, leaving the woman inside screaming. They wandered around behind stalls and over buildings for nearly ten minutes before finally, they lost him.

"We need clothes, we need Redoran clothes. We will have to steal some clothes," En'Fel said while panting. "Anhasou, you're in charge, get them by any mean necessary, but don't kill anybody or make a scene. I'll be back soon."

With that, En'Fel walked off into the city. He found beside him a very large house with the door opened, and got a bad idea. He walked in casually, looked around a little and found a drawer. His mind raced as he ran through the drawer finding a shirt and pants. He tied his braids back like he saw some of the dunmer doing and stuck a hat on his head before leaving the house.

"Akar!" he yelled wandering the streets, "Akar!"

"Excuse me ma'am, he said to an elderly woman walking the streets, "Have you seen a half-breed Imperial-dunmer wandering around?"

Megil was glad to have Darus back. he dismissed Murmandamus and sent him on his task.

"Why does this have to happen now Darus? We are alredy having enough problems with the houses, the Morag Tong have decrees to kill the leader's of the other houses, the only thing stopping them is me. And next thing I know some man slaughters 19 ordinators while being bound and imprisoned. There are some days I just hate this job Darus"

In the background a slightly high-pitched horn sounded, ending the lock-down. the city gates remained shut for the night though.

OOC: i'll get Falx's gift soon, prmise channeler.

(Next day)

Isaarin woke up in his ruffled nobleman's clothes again. He woke up bleary eyed aand confused about the events of the night before.

"Oh yes... the army" he said aloud while rubbing his eyes. He walked over and changed to a suit yellow cloth.

"Time to look like a people person" he said while smiling in morning-time bliss.

He walked downstairs and immediatly notice something wrong.

"Where is my breakfast?" he said in shock while standing back a bit.

"Where is MY BREAKFAST!?" he said louder in horror his eye twitching.

The servants were looking at him in confusion now.

A servant-master approached him and said "Sir it will be in here shortly, we had not anticpated you waking so early"

"Alright" Isaarin said collecting himself.

I had almost lost control of this house

He took his seat and waited to be served while the horrible shock wore off.

That will not happen here again



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Another long night Wred thought to himself. What was his agenda again? He couldn't even remember, and he wouldn't get off for eleven in the morning. The stupid Captain of the guard set him up on the most uneventful, crimeless time of night. He wasn't tired, just bored and hungry. Well, Isaarin was back, maybe he could check up on him.

Wred walked briskly over to Isaarin's mansion and knocked on the door. One of the servants answered with a, "Oh, Wred, yes come on up, he's awaiting breakfast right now."

Wred was a familiar in Issarin's place, but only know to his servants. The other guards weren't aware of the strings Isaarin pulled to get him in the guard.

"Isaarin," Wred called, "Good morning."

"Oh yes!, good morning dear friend!" Isaarin greeted Wred completly, forgetting the the previous loss of control of things.

"Your post treating you well I hope?" he asked casually


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"Well, Isaarin, too be honest, I'm really bored, but it beats... well you know... Anyway, how's your plate recently? Are things... "progressing" well?" Wred asked, scratching his head on the word progressing.

Vadim was rummaging thorugh a shop window when all of a sudden he was whisked away by a large man and stuck in a cell , this took all of 20 minutes and there was hardly any time for him to speak , the guards down the hall were asleep , they had been drinking and Vadim decided that it was too light out to escape , so he used his cloak as a pillow and fell asleep , huddled in a ball in the dark cell , awaiting the darkness of nightfall so he oculd plan an escape , even though it coudlnt really be much of one what with this "lockdown" in place...

"I'm right here." Akar said, tapping En'fel on the shoulder. "You fit right in with those clothes." he remarked.

"Anyway, I have a room for us at the inn. Follow me."

"After I come peacefully then what? Huh?" Ced said angrily, though he didn't draw his sword.

"They take me to be hanged publicly, for I have no money to pay my bounty." He kept trying to speak a few deadly spells but none of them worked.

With a sigh, he unsheathed his sword and dropped it to the ground, raising his hands in the air.

"Fine then, do whatever the hell you want."

En'Fel

En'Fel turned around grabbed Akar's shoulder. He was jumpy, so nerve racking being in this frightening environment.

"How did things go? We can help now if you have the wounded with you. Well, I can help, we have to find the others."

Shakur

"Ready? Everyone have their families close? Everyone have their luggage? Is everyones weapon free?" Shakur was busy, for eighty people were about to be transported to the Redoran Waistworks accompanied by twenty guards who only wielded magick and their staffs. The people smiled, for Shakur had helped them so much, and still hasn't forgotten them. He knew each of their names, where all of them lived before the war of the Mage and all of their faourite heroes of the war. "Everyone has their papers right? Don't want illegal citizens entering the cities that have been so good to us" The crowd replied with positive remarks, and Shakur called for the other mages. Soon a pink and blue semi-circle surrounded the people, and they started to dissapear.

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Sel got up, moaning, He picked up his fallen sword and chased after the half breed. HE walked into the Ald Skar...he wasn't there. Sel took a seat in a corner and made himself sem inconspicuous. He would catch the assassin and his half-dunmer friend.

Akar

"Yes, let's find the others, and then we will further tend to the wounded man." Akar said. "Do you know where they went?"

En'Fel

"No, but I know where to meet them. So who is this wounded man? Is he a thief?"

Together they began walking along the streets toward the original part in the city where they had original disbanded. He saw the four of them there, all wearing the same type of robe, as if they snagged them from the Nine-divines temple... oh dear.

"Okay, we have a room men. Akar, lead the way."

Akar led them to the room, not noticing Sel sitting in the corner.

The wounded assassin was lying on the bed, severely injured despite Akar's healing attempts.

Megil leaned back in his chair, trying to get some sleep before the next day, when he would have to adress the entire city, to explain the reason for the lockdown, hopefully the man would be apprehended by them

"Darus, would you wake me up if any important information arrives, or if the man has been apprehended."
OOC: bedtime !

This post has been edited by Megil Tel-Zeke: Sep 3 2005, 05:00 AM

En'Fel looked at the assassin. He stared at Akar, "We drew a lot of attention from outside, we look like a gang. We need to hide him. Hel'Tic and Ganfi, I want you two to watch him very closesly. Soungo, Anhasou, you two will sit in the lounge with your weapons concealed. If there is trouble, you will back us up."

The four of them went to their designated positions around the area. En'Fel then stared at Akar, "We need to find out who was after him, and who he is, or he'll bring more trouble upon us than we can handle at this time."

"I don't know what the argument was, but I couldn't let him be killed like that." Akar said. "There really is nowhere to hide him in the town. We would have to leave to truly be unnoticed."

Sel

Sel waited until the man and woman that came out passed before going towards the room the half-breed went into.

He opened the door, sword drawn. "Hand that man over to me, or else." Sel ordered, his sword's glow gaining in intensity.