Lykaon
Lykaon sighed, but didn't pursue the madman. He was fast, but following someone so unstable as him would be madness in itself. He noticed Endris and two other Assasins had gathered to watch his fight and turned to them. "Enjoy the show?" he asked, stepping off the bloodied corpse of a Orc he must have stepped on during the battle.

Endris

"In deed, you fight quite well," Endris replied in an almost sarcastic tone.

Lykaon
"Well then, no point in hanging around here, lets head back to MT HQ," Lykaon said, wiping his blade clean on his cloak before sheathing it. He began walking back to the Morag Tong HQ.

Malik
Wilderness near Seyda-Neen

Malik woke up inside the small cave he'd been inhabiting. The one bandit that had sated both is bloodlust and hunger was beginning to decay, attracting a number of small insects and flies.

Malik gave a wide gurgling yawn and stood up. It had been a full night since he had killed and he was growing greedy with death since he had given so much the night before.

It was too bright to begin stalking and he really didn't like the light anyways. He stepped out of the entrance of the small cave and onto the alcove regardless of his sunlight hate and was nearly blinded by it. Cursing his predicament he shielded his eyes and strode out into the full morning light and walked by the side of the roads to wherever they would take him.


Dane
New Vivec Inn

The battle was over and the patrons were now allowed to move about as they wished. Dane however did not leave and he took a seat on a table next to a group of soldiers who had exprienced the fight.

He took a swig of his Flin and listened to them idly.

"Yeah s'wat I said, spilled his guts he did"

"Didn't look human or goblinoid"

"I have never seen such a thing that chilled my bones as much as that lunatic"

Dane had grown far to curious about this "lunatic" and was compelled to ask.
"What in Oblivion are you talking about?" Dane asked the frightened soldiers.

"You haven't heard of it? Some Madman was cutting humans and goblins left and right." replied a squat bald soldier.

"His skin was as pale as a corpse and he was festooned with cuts and scars, and he laughed as he killed." added in another

Dane smiled "I don't know what you were drinking before the fight but it probably wasn't fresh" he laughed.

"No 's true!" the squat solider said with a convincing look of fright on his face "It's the talk of the town! I wouldn't be suprised if lord Megil got in on this!" chimed in a third soldier.

"I'm sure this "Lord" Megil has better things to do with his time than track down simple serial killers" Dane replied dubiously

"Belive what you wish, stranger, but this madman was too strong to not hear from again" whispered the first soldier as if the lunatic could hear him.


And of course Dane was wrong for word of the lunatic was spreading and it wouldn't be long before a bounty would be placed upon his head.

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Dalrus, Balmora


Dalrus, walking down the street in nothing but her bra and underwear, jumped behind building to building, for her cloths had been ripped in the "festivities" of the night before. She quickly pulled a towl she found in a barrel over her top, and headed towards her manor which all councilors had in the capital.

She heard a commotion going on at the customs office, and though she knew it'd be embarrassing, whatever was going on was more important then being talked about by the town.

She stepped inside, and almost involuntarily said

"Greetings serjo stauros, im glad to see you're here to assist me in the draft"...

Serene
Zergonipal

Serene listened to Sul-Matuul......looking steadily at him.....but not understanding what he really was trying to say.....she thought that there maybe was something deeper behind the stubborn opposion to the thing about telling Sedrane who his father was..but at the moment she just could not get it. Nevertheless she understood that both of them, Kaushad and Sul-Matuul would stick together....and they´d be very angry if she told him about it.....so she wouldn´t.....for the time being that is..

Also she was hurt by Sul-Matuul saying that she could not read peoples hearts....because that was exactly what she could...if they open their hearts that is...and neither of those two did! Sedrane on the other hand.....

"Oh well" she sighed, " You know exactly how to put your words so they give the most effect huh?..But don´t worry, I´m not gonna tell anything to anyone anymore..may that be! I´ll go back to Ald´ruhn, with my family and forget all about this ...and let you do your own fighting, because it makes my heart bleed the way you treat Sedrane."

Stauros and Delfran->customs


Once Dalrus walked through the door with a towel on eneryone stopped.

wow

Stauros dropped his jaw for a moment or two but quickly staitened up, "Ahem, uh yes I am here for that but these baffons thought we were smugglers try to pass as counselors. they need to get pictures along with the book of counselors." Stauros tried an embarased smile and continued, "well Come on Delfran, I want to see how bad the servants treated there vacation. Oh and Dalrus, you want to stop off at a clothier? I'll buy." They walked out the door with Dalrus, leaving the gapping guards alone

Dalrus, Balmora


She rolled her eyes at the gasps of the guards and replied "Yes as a matter of fact, why dont we attend to that after the draft, we can hire the best artists to paint us portraits. And yes i suppose i'm sick of all the attention, though after what happened last night, its nothing really." she looked embarrassed "But now we can get down to business" she said as she followed him outside.

Stauros and Delfran-> Balmora

Staros turned to Delfran and said, "Hey why don't you get to the mansion and tell the servants to get ready and that i'll be there momentarily."

Delfran nodded and went off into the shadows and seemed to dissapear.

Stauros turned to Dalrus, "let us continue, the Clother is just up ahead."

A little while later they reached the clother, after seeing many people drunk and naked Stauros asked, "what happened here, a city wide party!?" As he held open the door.

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Dalrus, Clothier Balmora


"Yes, unfortunatly one i started, i was just looking for some fun, and well ever since that thief i looked for left, i've felt empty, so it kinda turned into more then a party, kinda a big rave, so thats why they aren't covered, though soon enough they'll be extremely embarrassed. Ok i just need..." she looked over at a very short skirt, and low topped dress "i need those, wow i can't believe i haven't gotten those before.

Staros->clother

Stauros smiled and shook his head, "well here are 200 Hlaalens for you to buy what ever you need, i'll be back soon. I want to check something out." Saturos headed out the door and stroled over tward the Morag Tong guild hall.


(ooc: yeah I know it is gone but Stauros doesn't)

Dalrus, Balmora


after buying the nice outfit she sought, dalrs, walked along the wide organized streetways of balmora's manor section. She climbed to the top of a guard tower and looked over, the city. Hundreds of guar trains came into the city, and hundreds left, along with countless travelers. It was a peaceful city, and was growing daily.

"This city will not fall as long as i can wield magicka, or nagotiate." she vowed. Another thought crept into her head, caldera. It was right on the redoran border, and would be a site to many battles. She dearly hoped it wouldnt fall, ever since she had moved from cyrodill at age five, caldera had been her home, and now she governed it. Balmora and caldera were her two favorite places, and she suddenly felt true nationalism for Hlaalu.

Stauros->Morag tong Balmora

Stauros stopped when he reached the guildhall

its too quiet, even the guild makes a little noises

Stauros walked though the door and saw the blood and the dead corpses rotting. Stauros was filled with rage and borke a chair up against the wall and knelt down to the floor. "I will find out who did this and I will punish them, I will make it known they don't attack the Morag Tong and get away with it"

He stood up and walked through the guild pocketing all that was usefull and then lit a fire to burn the place down. Stauros walked though the town untill he saw Dalrus and waved, "so what now?"


(ooc wow, the night is filled with corny threats and vows what time is it game time? morning?)

Dalrus, Balmora


She waved back over to him, and jumped off the tower, and quickly drank a potion of slow fall. "Well i suppose we just get the men to start the actual construction of the place, now you never told me this, but what are your exact intentions behind re-building moonmoth?"


OOC: (haha tell me about it, at least we're not talking in riddles) oh and its morning, cause she just woke up, how about eleven

This post has been edited by Florodine of Hlaalu: Oct 20 2005, 02:39 AM

Stauros->Balmora pillar place....

Well, I thought I meantioned this In vivec, but anyways, Isaarin feels that Hlaalu needs an acctually army to keep the other two houses in check. He doesn't think the guard will be able to do it themselves." Stauros smiled

"So from the current state of the fort I don't think it will be to hard, more of a heavy duty repare job, and then do a bit of interior work to get the fort back into working order. Then we will need to hurry and train afew people and ship them off to the border cityies, like Caldera, Suran, and the like. Pardon me for asking but you are Caldera's representative, correct?"

Dalrus, Balmora


"Ah yes, i have loooong thought we've needed an army, i know how to rally the people. Yes i am the govenor, why?"

Sul-Matuul
Zergonipal

Sul-Matuul listened patiently to Serene and again waited for her to finish. He smiled, he wanted her to understand so much, but wisdom of age and repesct taught him that it was not the way it worked. All he could do, was stand there and practice by example, and that meant pausing, listening, comprehending.

"In your civilization," he said. "People talk. They talk more than they listen. Can you count how many life-forms live on Nirn? Each has a voice. That's a lot of talking if every form of life adhered to your civilizations way of talking, a lot of useless noise. There are nearly five hundred ashlanders I talk to. That alone means I should be listening five hundred times more often than talking. That alone does not cover it, i listen to the guar, to the crops I grow, to the wind and the water. When elders talk to each other, we wait after each one speaks. We wait sometimes for hours, and when it is time to speak again, we feel it.

"I grant you the respect of an elder because in your time spent with us you earned the respect, both you and Jonacin. Please though, next time we talk, do not forsake my advice."

Serene
Zergonipal

Serene listened carefully....this old man was the wisest of them all, she knew that very well, after all she used to live amongst these people for years, and Sinnamu taught her to listen ..a thing that she nowadays sometimes seems to have forgot.

"It´s called communication" Serene said slowly, "and we think very high of the importance of communication. The world we live in is in constant change, we must change with it, we can´t always dwell in the past. We also must talk to each others n order to understand..otherwise we will perish...."

"I have the deepest respect for you Sul-Matuul, but you have to admit that I have done quite a lot of good for the ahslander tribes here. I have used my skills to keep you alive..and I´ve done it out of my heart, out of love to the people..The Ahemmusa adopted me when I was an outcast, I love them more than you will ever understand....Sedrane is like a brother to me, Sinnamu like a mother...and you?..well you are the teacher.....so I hope not that you are deliberately hurting me, I always thought you cared for me, but that could have changed, I don´t know"

Serene bowed her head..not knowing what to do...naturally she wanted to stay here with her people..to help them in this hard time and give them all support she could. But the feeling that both the greater ashkans probably were against her tormented her more than she would have imagined

Dalrus, Balmora


Dalrus looked over the town, and signaled to the guards, to get everyone into the town square where she could give a speech.

"Now stauros, i need you to go organise a huge team of construction workers to go to moonmoth. also we need a new name for moonmoth, which we both can decide. oh and what are you govenor of, because every councilor is governor of some land?"

Stauros->Balmora

Stauros looked over at the guards that left to rally the towns poeple. He turned to Dalrus, "I think that after the speach we will have more then enough people that will rebuild the fort. I am govoner of Suran, granted I stay here most of the time. Hmm, why can't we keep the name the same? It worked well enough."