Dahleena, Suran

She was schocked, she could very well understand how Dimitre felt, loosing one´s family was the ultimate pain!

She went over to Dimitre, put her arms around him and just held him close....saying nothing because if she would try to talk there´d only be tears...

Then she looked at Akar....seeking for support!

Dalrus, Stauros's manor



"No just comberry pie thank you," she said glancing at a statue in the corner "who's that?" she said looking at it. It was a regal piece, the lower jaw was strong and formiddible looking, and the eyebrows were jutting out in front. In the way the sculpter captured the statue, you could almost tell whoever it was made for, was a regal, and proud person indeed.

Stauros->Balmora

"Ah yes that was a statue of me done after the incedent afew years ago, I have one in Vivec with everyone else, too. I wanted to have one in my house though." Stauros said walking up to the statue. "I looked better then."

Stauros turned and walked over to the bar "Can I get you something to drink?"

At that moment the maid came in and place a pie on the bar. "Here you go Serjo Stauros"

"Ah thank you"

Dalrus, Balmora




"That must not be you, it can't be, besides you're still in your prime. Thank you for the pie though. The army will be here soon enough, and i have ten friends coming from tell aruhn as well (just former battle mages, who were loyal to her)" She said as she took a huge bite out of her pie. She had eaten one before she came in, but this one was made quite differently and she enjoyed it as much.


OOC: alright something needs to happen some time soon

Stauros->Blamora

"hmm really, the servants(or whatever they are) must haev moved them around I have one of me around here somewere..." Stauros pulle out a bottle of flin and poured it into two glasses and handed one to Dalrus. "And ten friends? Who are they?

ooc yeah any ideas? i've got to walk my dog.... be back later

Dalrus, Balmora


"Hmm well ill have to see that statue of you later" she said taking the glass "Well they're just friends from Tel Aruhn, you know, just former guards... it's getting late," she said chugging down the entire glass "Let's go to a bar" she said drinking another glass and putting on her jacket

Stauros->Balmora

"Sure, why not? Do you have anysuggestions becuase I really don't care." He downed his glass and headed for the door.

Jonacin
Jonacin went outside the manor and looked for one of the ordinators Megil had posted as guards around it. He walked up to one, and asked "Excuse me serjo, but where might i find Megil?"

Dalrus, Balmora




"Well we could go to the noble's bar with the rich whines talks of polotics, and rich tapestries, or go to a fun one with normal people, fights, and cheap ale" she said lauging

Stauros->Balmora

"hmm well I think we should go to the rich bar, were they talk about polotics(sp?)" Stauros said smiling.

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Dalrus, Balmora



"You can't be serious" she said, her face completely bored by the idea. "Very well if it is truly what you want to do, we can go there"


Florodine, ouskirts of the old city of pelegiad.




Florodine and the ten high ordinators had left vivec earlier that morning. The sight of pelegiad made all of them solumn and sad. They didn't stop and look at it however, and they continued their talk of old family members and past holidays. They passed through the fields of countless hlaalu farmers, and soon came to the river that split suran from the rest of the Hlaalu lands.

"I wonder what all that smoke is," fedris said looking for an answer from Florodine


"I don't have any idea, however i supposed it could be just a a house caught on fire, though with all this smoke i highly doubt it was a small fire. However lets take a look before we come to a conclussion." Florodine said, meaning for everyone to be quiet untill they got there.

The group walked across the rope bridge and entered the city. They entered by the slave market, and went down to the botten section of the city. Once they reached there, they saw three people standing over a bloodied figure.

"Hello there, may i ask what has happened to the merchant city of Suran?" Florodine said with dignity


The Silhouette, Nathanoj<Mirans tower



The Silhouette and the reavers who picked him up landed on the island. The Silhouette cursed megil again, but moved towards the training camp. There lined up was the entire army. It was huuuuge. The one thousand reavers stood on the side in their normal unorganized fashion. However in the center thousands of orc cultist stood in perfect lines. Many thousands of goblins were on the other side, out numbering the other two. They stood there along with about six hundred murderers, bandits, and dark brotherhood members.

The Silhouette, standing on a small hill came to the crest, and the crowd silenced. Behind the Silhouette, came the five other silhouettes, along with the moldair. Soon the army was assembled and Miran showed himself on the top of the tower. The old orc came to the balcony, and waited until the crowd calmed down.

"Greetings loyal followers!" yelled Miran. "You have come, all of you i see are going to be the founders of a new great house, a house of Orcs in morrowind. Those men who help us now the former bandits, rogues and assasins, you will be govenors of my lands in morrowind once the entire land is taken. Orcs will pour here from the dragontail and wrothgarian mountains, the veloti mountains will storm out upon the dark elves cities. We will have victory. To the nords i will give the land of Solsteim, i will deliver it to you from the foolish ways of the skaal. Now to accomplish all this i need you to FIGHT!" The orc shouted. Soon the entire army was yelling up in the air for the fall of the dark elves. The army now got ready to leave.

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Akar, Suran

"See the flames? It's burning." Akar said condescendingly, unaware of who the questioner was. People and their dumb questions.

Florodine, Suran



Florodine came through the smoke, which dissappated from his enchanted hand armor. The ten other's followed, all bearing the crest of Molag Mar on them.

"Are you implying that a fire can only start one way, and we should always assume it is an accident, so what happened?"

Akar, Suran

All Akar did in reply was point to the headless body nearby.

"I'm tired of this useless conversation; I'm going to do something worthwhile." Akar said, suddenly realizing that this man was some sort of noble. Not caring, he added a, "Sir."

He took a nearby bucket of water and walked toward a burning building.

Dimitre
Suran

Dimitre stopped his mourning for a second, picked up the head of the person he killed, and tossed it at the strangers feet. Dimitre felt the soul gems throb and started crying again.

It helped just a little that Dahleena showed him compassion and sorrow. Dimitre just embraced Dahleena, not as a move, but as a hug from a friend who was grateful.

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Dahleena, Suran

"Ok Akar, wait a sec..I´m coming also...gotta get this fire out....and that immediately..it will spread throughout the whole town if we don´t do anything"

Dahleena followed Akar to the river, a bucket in hand which she found outside a nearby house.

She worked hard beside Akar in trying to extinguish the fire, they didn´t talk, there was no need for that, just worked alongside each other. She felt good...useful for once in her life she felt she was doing something useful and good. She glanced at Akar from the corner of her eyes.....

"My god he´s handsome....and strong....I want him...really I do!"

Dahleena never thought she would feel like that towards a man...never again!

Dimitre
Suran

Dimitre finally stopped his mourning and glanced over at Akar and Dahleena, and saw in Dahleenas eyes that she loved him, or at least wanted his body. Either way, his life and family was ruined, and wanted to try and get those two togeather, and maybe stop what happened to him from happening to them before its too late.

Dimitre got up, dried his eyes, and grabbed another bucket of water and walked besides Akar and Dahleena to help them put out the fire. Dimitre looked at Akar and Dahleena and smiled, then went back to extinguishing the fire.

Akar, Suran

Akar looked at Dimitre worriedly. "You alright?"

Dahleena, Suran

It was a hard job, running back and forth between the river and the burning building, luckily more citizens were helping out with larger buckets.....

She noticed Akar´s concern about Dimitre......and shrugged...Jasmine had been her friend..and now she was murdered....she didn´t dare to let her feelings out because then she probably would go totally bezerk....the small amount of Nordic blood in her was currently boiling with rage.....

Dirty, sweaty and totally exhausted she dropped to the ground after some 50 rounds to the river, covering her face with her hands.....very near to start crying, but she struggled hard not to.....

"If someone says a friendly word to me or pity me in some way....I´ll cry...I´ll honestly do!"

Akar, Suran

Dimitre never answered, and Akar figured that he didn't want to talk about it.

Akar set down his bucket before sitting down beside Dahleena, who looked like she was about to cry.

"Are you alright?" Akar asked. They had been feeling sorry for Dimitre because his fiancee and child had been killed, but he didn't think about the fact that it was Dahleena's friend as well.