Brianna, with Jadier

She followed tight behind Jadier, also she was aware of Telina coming, now naturally the young girl had to apologise to one of the intruding men for some reason...

Ach she´s far too polite for her own good!

Brianna also heard a faint noise as soon as they cama out from the room..or what was left of it....she sensed something.....something evil!

She grabbed Jadier´s arm making him stop

"There are someone in the shadows" she whispered, " And that someone want us no good, I can feel it!"

Brianna prepared her bow......

Arygon alerted by the witch, Brianna, turned toward the forest and watched the treeline, probably some normal ol' bandits anyway Arygon though as he drew his blade and stalked into the trees.

Flint Ironwood, at the corssroads with Arygon and company.

Flint frowned. Now they had someone who could feel evil? Well in that case, he was seriously surprised she hadn't gone nuts. Or maybe she had. He wasn't exactly a saint, and he was sure that he wasn't the only one.

Still, Flint took out his katana again and checked its charge. Two, maybe three blasts was all he would get. Flint muttered a few curses under his breath and drew his Glass dagger that could make people go to sleep with his other hand.
,,Come on out, where ever you are." He whispered and crouched down in a nearby shadow so that he could scan the area without being seen himself.

,,Why do I've got the idea that this is going wrong?" He thought to himself.

Jadier, Crossroads

Jadier didn't want to choose either way at this road; he didn't trust this Arygon, despite the fact that he wasn't the assassin. This could just as easily be another cover. And why had he been in his room in the first place? This was getting too confusing.

He pulled Brianna off to the side and whispered in her ear so that none of the others could hear.

"I don't trust these fellows. Any chance that you, Telina and I could get some invisibility to get away?"

Telina, Crossroads.

Telina had not tried to eaves drop...but well two of her best friends was there, so she had followed them where they stood, a little away from the other one's...

She heard Jadier mention something about Invisibility spells, so Telina quickly rummaged her sack, and there it was...three bottles of it.

She walked over to Jadier, and Brianna.

"Brianna, I sense it s well, one or more of those men wants us no good...so here this is an ivisibility potion, one for each of us....but it will only last for two minutes, so Jadier give us the command when we are going to use them...and lead the way...both me and Brianna can sense you so we'll have no trouble of getting lost".

OOC: I'm going to bed, so if you decide to run for it before I can come back, please danny just controll Telina to tag along...M'kay...g'night...

Jadier, Crossroads

"Alright." he whispered to both Telina and Brianna. "Take the potions and turn around, back towards the palace, and continue on the road until it turns south and we can head back to Falcreath."

He took a potion. "One...two...three." he said as he gulped the potion down with the others.

They headed down the road, unseen.


OOC: I took some liberties w/ minque's char as well. If it's a problem, minque, I'll edit. I just figured you'd want her to tag along.

Rahvin, Jadier's Manor

Rahvin looked at Deagan angrily. "I told you to keep your altmer servant under control and you didn't. Now he's blown the whole thing. Jadier left with his mistress and some other lady, and now we have to chase them down rather than waiting in ambush."

"Now let's get everyone and go."

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Brianna, crossroads with Jadier and Telina

Brianna just knew Jadier would be suspicious to those men, she knew him.....It was a weird feeling moving along the road, invisible! She did not see either Jadier or Telina but she sensed them perfectly so she had no problems knowing where they were.

Brianna was scared but did not show it, mostly due to Telina, she was so young and Gorrmund would be devastated if anything happened to her. Jadier and herself had walked a lot of roads together, they knew each other pretty well, which was good especially now.

"Jad, I have a very bad feeling this is gonna end in a disastrous way, if anything happens to you I won´t be responsible for my actions, that´s for sure"

She touched Jadier´s invisible arm in a gesture of affection....


OOC: No problems Danny! Feel free to control my girl whenever you find it suitable!!

Galadile, Woods Near Skyrim



Galadile looked at the young person before him. He seemed to be skilled yet humans were so much more clumsy than the nimble elves, and being a wood elf/half elf he was even more poised. Galadile put his bow on his back and talked to the man

"I am Galadile of Valenwood who are you?"

Deagan, Agnar's manor

It was clear that Rahvin was angry about something and it quickly became clear what it was...Esethir had done something to cause Jadier to leave early. Probably tried to do the assassination on his own, Deagan seriously doubted that he was an informant since he'd known him for so long.

Deagan didn't know all the details about how Esethir had blown their operation but he did not question Rahvin's knowledge, it was clear that Rahvin knew more than he did. He looked around the corner and Jadier had already left the manor.

"Damn...we'll have to be quick about getting the others...our mark has already left..." Deagan said

Deagan turned the corner and began walking the hallway before stopping...

Hmmmm...where are the others anyways?

He would wait for Rahvin to assist him in alerting the other assassins.

OOC: Ok Danny, find some way to get all of us together now.

Rahvin, Agnar's Manor

"We don't have time to get them all until we know where the target's headed." he answered. "Say, can you set a mark spell?"

If Deagan could set a mark, then they could go after Jadier alone, and when they located him, come back to the manor to get the others...

Rahvin sighed; and here he had been hoping for a good night's sleep and possibly even a woman to share it with.

"Well?" he asked impatiently.

Ranes, t3h fire
"Nor do lords tend to travel alone, and sneak up on people," Ranes added. "Besides, I don't think we look like bandits, or you like a Lord."

Deagan, Agnar's house of cheese

OOC: Lol got tired of putting the same thing...

"I'm an assassin, not a mage..." Deagan said sarcastically

"But I have something that might help." Deagan added in a more serious tone

Deagan dug through his pack for a moment and removed a small blue vial filled with some dark liquid. Luckily he always carried a couple of doses of this magic in a bottle.

"I carry mark and recall potions for times like this...never was good at all that magical stuff." Deagan said

He tilted back his head and took a quick drink from the potion before handing the rest to Rahvin. Things would work out well enough, they would return shortly after they stalked Jadier to retrieve the others.

"This must be a hell of a time compared to your day in prison huh?" Deagan asked with a quick laugh before turning toward the door.

"We'd better hurry." He said quickly

Maybe this Rahvin guy isn't so bad, he seems unprofessional...but then again I'm sure some would think the same about me...

Rahvin, Agnar's Manor

Rahvin didn't answer Deagan's remark about prison; he merely flashed him a warning look. Rahvin gulped the potion before making his way down the hall.

"Well, that's what the explosion was." he said flatly when he got into Jadier's room, noting the giant hole in the wall.


OOC: is Esethir around this area still?

Aaron Christophe
Somewhere...

Aaron faintly realized he was breathing in cold, acrid tasting dirt, and to his suprise he was laying face down on the middle of a path. He tried to stir himself, but his muscles were un-responsive. Besides that he had no feeling in his feet, and thoughts of his flight had simply motivated him to stay there on that position, even if it were so cold.

If fact it was so cold that he felt sleep slowly overcome him, it was however not a bad feeling, but something told him to resist it.. something..

Soon Aaron was fast asleep in the growing snow upon the path as Hypothermia was setting in.

(OOC: I intended to enter my character where Red's was but my computer messed up and I couldn't post anything so if someone will find me.. and save me (remeber meh bio) I would be happy.)

This post has been edited by Channler: Apr 25 2006, 12:24 AM

Penne, pretty far off from Falcreath

Penne's stomach was making noises again. How he longed for the lush forests of Valenwood where whenever he felt for a snack he could walk no more than twenty feet and find a nice black berry bush or a similar food item. He had long since parted with his bear, and the once freezing Penne clothed only hin his light green Sage Apprentice robes was now dressed from head to toe in fur. He managed to find a place for what he had left of his collection of blinding dust, and for his healing potions. If only he could find himself a mortar and pedestal and he was sure he'd be able to brew up a potion of warmth out of some of the stuff in his collection.

Across his back he carried a wooden bow and a quiver full of wooden arrows. He carried a lot of poisons with him, too, in assorted places. None of his poison was particularly deadly or painful, but more ore less escapist stuff like his blinding powder, which if mixed with water and drank would cause blindness for an hour, though that was useless, so the powder was one of the few concoctions he left in dry form.

Night was harsh, hardly doable even in his thick fur. It would take a lot of getting used to, especially from a Valenwood chum who was used to thin robes or simple cloth capris if anything.

He felt his foot hit something other than snow. Looking down he saw the figure of a man buried in snow. Slightly panicking Penne began shoveling through as fast as he couldm finally grabbing hold of some leather clothing. He quickly grabbed the man by each shoulder and pulled him out of the snow.

"Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear," Penne starting to pant as he pulled the man up to his lap and felt for a pulse. "Slow, too slow, he said instinctely releasing the heaviest convalesence spell he knew, which worked. Strangely enough, ever since he happened upon that amulet all his magic spells worked almost every time.

Penne also cast a quick detect creature spell to be sure the imperial had no companions near by. He was fortunate there was no one else, but also hoped he'd be able to sense a bear or wolf in the area he could use to help.

He laid the imperial on his back in the ditch where he was pulled from and moved on the start building a moun of snow to block the wind, occasionally casting a quick convalesence spell on the imperial to keep his pulse above nothing. As he worked, he also began to mutter to himself.

"To the divine mother and all her children hear me now I ask you humbly to save this man. To the divine mother and all her children..."

When the mound was complete Penne dumped all his wooden arrows on the ground and fixed them up in a little pile, then went on to make a fire. He breathed a sigh of relief, even if he had the right ingrediants to make a potion of warmth he would need a mortar and pedestal to mix them together. He could do nothing more now. As he thought that, he drifted off the sleep in front of the fire, laying his back again the mound he built.

This post has been edited by DoomedOne: Apr 25 2006, 01:11 AM

OOC: Ok Konrad, we're dragging your guy along for now, if this conflicts PM me and I'll edit.

Deagan, Jadier's room

Deagan followed closely behind Rahvin, he hated being a follower but in this case he would rather be in the rear. He'd seen that both of Jadier's companions had bows.

As he walked into Jadier's room he noticed the hole in the wall, as well as Esethir standing aimlessly to the side. Deagan grabbed his arm quickly and half dragged him along.

"Come on mate, lets go...something caused Jadier to leave prematurely...the old plans are done...we have to follow them." He said in a dull voice, knowing that Esethir had some involvement in Jadier's decision

He turned to Rahvin,

"We have to catch up to them quickly...we can't risk losing them...I need this contract." Deagan said

Deagan turned to leave the room and go outside in search of their target. He looked out the hole in the wall and dropped down to the ground before looking back up at Rahvin.

"Coming?" He asked as he left, Esethir followed closely behind.

OOC2: Hope that wasn't like a two story window or something.

Rahvin, Outisde Agnar's Manor

You need this contract? You aren't the one threatened with life in a penal colony. he thought bitterly.

He was getting rather tired of Deagan's commentary, but he did have to work with him on this.

"I'm coming." he answered, stepping out into the snowy cold. "There aren't any tracks to follow." he lamented. There was so much snow falling that whatever tracks were there minutes ago had now disappeared.

"Which way?"

Aaron Christophe
Penne's Camp

It had been like this for hours, days, even years maybe! Aaron's vision had fled him and he feared he might be suffering from a permanent blindness. Oddly enough however, he didn't feel cold anymore, that was a sure relief, but another trouble ailed him.

The beating.

Someone, or something kept beating a damnable drum, or stick or something! The sound reverberated around the darkened mass, infiltrating all his senses. However, the more Aaron listened, the quicker the sound happened, it was more then a beat, it was a rythm. To his dismay, he realized it was his own heart he was feeling, or hearing. And to further his disbelief, the darkness was not eternal, nor was it blindness!

Slowly he fluttered his eyes open, it seemed as if another body, but he grasped control over it. Within minutes he could finally stand to let his eyes stand strong, and what he saw stregthened him. It seemed that person, or that of the sort, all layed him shelter and built a fire even. Silently Aaron praised the Gods, for his lips could still not move.

Though he had no recognition of time, he suspected that the sun might rising soon...

Penne, camp

Penne awoke to a sun approaching some height in the sky. He figured it was tennish, considering where the sun was. Still, he didn't know where he was relative to Valenwood so it could be anywhere from 8 to twelve. Who knew what the sun did in the North?

Yawning, he sat up, ruffling snow from his body. That would have been a miserable, sleepless night if building the the camp didn't take him to the brink of passing out.

As he gethered himself up he checked the pulse of the Imperial. As his fingers reached down to the neck, he felt the neck muscles tense in reaction.

"You're awake," said the bosmer, looking down. "Can you stand? I'm afraid I have no food but if you're any good with that bow there is some strange sort of boar like beast due West of here strutting around."

Flint Ironwood, crossroads

Flint was busy with looking out for trouble when he heard some leaves rustle nearby.
,,What in Nocturnal?" He thought and looked for the source of the sound.
There it was, a bush was moving, but not through the wind and he couldn't see anyone.

,,Oh, crap." He muttered when he realized what was going on. Those fools were running headlong into danger. Nobles, they were all the same. Couldn't even appreciate some help.

,,Hey, come back here! Come back you stupid....HATSHJIE!" Flint sneezed loudly.
,,Damn, now I've got a cold. I knew jumping in the lake was a bad idea." Flint muttered between various curses and focussed on a healing spell. When he felt better, the lord and his two women had already gone too far to track.

,,Yeah, go ahead! Leave me behind! Go and be a good boy who runs straight into the arms of those assassins! See if I care!" Flint shouted through the forset and then sat down near a tree where he pulled out a small bottle.

,,Want something to drink?" He said to Arygon.