"Your blessed 'gifts' may be effective, but they are hardly what i would consider impressive. You want info on who's gonna die? Then why don't you duel me, sword to sword? I think you'll find I'm a bit stronger than your average vampires," he continued grinning.
"Besides..." he vanished suddenly, leaving a bit of grey mist in his place, and appeare4d directly behind him, and whispered into his ear "You still can't kill me."

OC: a bit uber, amybe but effective

Ranes, Gorrmund's Camp

Ranes shook his head, turned and placing his hand on Sadril. "Back, you abomination!" he shouted as the Blessed Touch activated. The overwhelming urge to flee began to flood Sadril's body as the power was used. As the gift took effect, Ranes backed away, unsheathing his claymore.

"Even if I couldn't kill you, I can still kick your boat," he replied.

Sadril, as all vampires would, felt a strong urge to flee. But his age and experience, allowed him to hold his ground. He was still trembling though, and he kept his distance from Ranes due to the power of the spell. He found himself unable to advance on the man, so Sadril simply circled him trying to hide his unexplained fear.

"What's the matter? You want me to run away? Afraid you'll lose?"

OOC: i kinda wanted to fight, but if you find this unfair, i'll post he runs away with his tail between his legs

OOC: Nah, its fine. Turn Undead only works up to certain levels in OB (IE, Turn undead of level X and below for blah blah blah..) so I kinda went with a more powerful version of OB's one (being they're one-use per day and all).

Ranes, Gorrmund's Camp

"Just demonstrating to you that you're not as all powerful as you think," Ranes replied. The Dunmer then leapt foreward, with surprising speed for one so heavily armored and swung his elven claymore at Sadril. The blade glew with the faint red of a destruction enchantment, a fire one. Even if Sadril's Dark Elven heritage meant his vampirism only decreased his inherent fire resistance, rather than make him vulnerable to fire, it still looked like it would hurt.

Ranes speed caught Sadril slightly off guard, if only because he was still slightly phased by the turn undead spell. Fortunately, claymores were not the fastest weapon on Tamriel, and Katanas were definitely faster.

He met Ranes attack with a block, but as with most enchantments, the fire damage wasn't blocked. As their swords met Sadril felt himself being burned, but he continued on. "You've shown me your power," he said angrily as their swords remained locked, "Now here's mine!" He let one hand of the handle of his Katana and reached out to touch Ranes with a Reign of Terror. He would find himself unable to speak, as well as possibly demoralized.

Ranes, Gorrmund's Camp

Ranes' Mouth moved in a silent curse as he felt the spell's power. Keeping his nerve he threw his strength into forcing Sadril's Katana back. Claymores weren't fast, but they were heavy, and less prone to breaking under pressure. Of course, ranes was begining he could still cast spells now. A disintigrate weapon spell would have been handy here.

Sadril, Gorrmund's Camp


Sadril smiled satisfactorilly as the opposing Dunmer lost his voice. But he had put more weight behind the claymore. Sadril was confident that he was better than this man in any way imaginable, except for possibly strength. He was forced to kneel under the weight of the claymore, but then he made a daring decision.

Sadril moved his blade --which was holding Ranes' blade up--up to the hilt of the elven claymore. This allowed Ranes' sword to dip lower, throwing Ranes off balance but also cutting into Sadril's shoulder. He took advantage of this though, and from his kneeling position, lunged at Ranes trying to knock him back into the campfire.

OOC: hope its understandable/ok with you

Ranes, Gorrmund's Camp

Ranes leapt back, breaking the weapon lock. He had realized what Sadril was attempting, and had opted to break the lock rather than let Sadril force him into the fire. Not that'd it would have done much. Fire hurt him far less than it would Sadril, or any non-Dunmer. He yelled something, which of course came out silently but had looked like a curse of some kind, and swung again at Sadril, this time sweeping the blade horizontally.

Sadril felt more comfortable with Ranes a few steps away from him. He felt he had better control over his enemies if they weren't so close, even if Ranes was weilding a claymore. The horizontal attack was dodged with surprising ease as Sadril leaped high into the air. His vampiric blood allowed him to nimbly get airborn.

As if he were weightless, Sadril landed on a tree branch about 12 feet up from the ground. "Not bad, I must say my Dunmer friend, you've got me impressed," he said as he looked down at Ranes arrogantly, before vanishing into thin air. Although you could follow his movement through the trees by following the movement in branches,
it was still effectively creepy.

"Gorrmund," spoke Sadril's voice that seemed to echo from everywhere around them, "Your father will be dead shortly, you better get moving," was all that he said. No more movement could be seen in the branches, indicating the Sadril could in theory still be watching them.


But all was silent.


OOC: sorry to end the fight so abruptly, gotta write a term paper

Gorrmund had been watching the fight peacefully and was impressed by the outcome, but due to the honours of the fighters he dared not intervine. Even humanoid deformations, reanimations and intelligent monsters had their right to an honourable fight. But when the Vampire duelist dissapeared and his voice ecoed between locations, he was struck with terror. The world seemed to have sped up, and he was living in the past. As if this was not just a way to scare him, but an absolute eventuality. He started sweating as his usually well hidden paronanoia reared its ugly face. Is that beast speaking the truth? If he is, do I have any chance to save him? Was he too late? Would these people come with him? Who were these people? How could he possibly trust them? Did they know his father? Did they know the Vampire? It certainly knew them. Was it spying on them? Before he could possibly think rationaly and inspect the situation, he found his mouth open and his sword unsheathed. "If you wish to help my father, follow me. If you won't come because you are a criminal, I will see many of your crimes pardoned. If you simply won't come, run away. Very, very, very fast" he didn't know if his terror caused him to stutter, because he simply couldn't remember.

Penne
Camp

Penne gave a broad smile, "Nice to meet you Aaron, my name's Penne."

Penne finished his bones and jabbed a piece of meat on it then stuck it back into the fire before going for one of the cooked ones. "By the way, this may seem odd, but could you tell me where in Skyrim we are? I mean, I think I saw Pale Pass on the way over here but I'm not positive."

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Thiras, Near the fire

Thiras nodded and stood up, breathing a sigh of relief.

"I'll come simply because I haven't got anything more timeworthy to do, the pardons won't do me any good, I'll just have to go right back to thievin' afterwards." He picked up his sword and sheathed it.

"In all truthfullness, I may be related to some lord somewhere I think, Lord something - er, I can't remember who it was exactly, generations back, says mother, well thats questionable but I suppose . . ." and he blabbered on.

Telina with Jadier and Brianna.

Telina watched as the couple embraced eachother...so Jadier wanted them to leave, and Brianna wanted Telina to be safe. The two of people that Telina put higher than everything else in this world, was it looked going to die, she just couldn't let that happen.

She rummaged through her sack...only two healing potions, one potion for restoring magicka and fatigue...but hey, this was interesting. At the bottom of her sack, there was five scrols of Taldams Schorcher...a VERY good fire damage scroll, she tossed the health and restore magicka potions to Brianna, while she gave her three of the scrolls.

"Ok, I'll go out and check if it's safe...I'll whistle like an owl if it's safe", she told Brianna and Jadier.

She redyed her bow.

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Flint Ironwood, near Gormund's fire

Flint cursed under his breath. Now that vampire had been quite impressive. Flint had just decided to take out his Katana and give it a telekinetic blast when the damn thing fled.

He also heard Gorrmund's offer.
,,If you have crimes that need to be pardoned, you're an amateur. Flint Ironwood, at your service. Payment is welcome, but I decided to do this anyway, so we'll discuss payment when this is all over. Till then, I work for free. Now where the heck did this Jadier fellow run to anyway?" Flint said.

He opted to use another detect life spell. He couldn't detect the vampire, which was rather scary, but he did notice a group of people at the edge of his view.
,,There are people over there. Might want to take a look." Flint said and pointed into the distance.

Arygon leaned back behind a tree, and lit up his pipe. It had always been a source of comfort to smoke his pipe in the morning, it took his mind off things that had happened the night before. The early morning sun was coming up over the trees, making the snow glisten just so. It reminded him of the years he had spent in Morrowind, he glanced over his shoulder to make sure the assassins hadn't noticed his pipe smoke, they hadn't. In fact they were still sitting in nearly the same spot as they were for the previous 3 or 4 hours. Arygon sat back to watch the dawning sun.

Brianna, cave with Jadier and Telina

"Be careful out there" she said to Telina. Then turned to Jadier again, hoping telling him about the child she was bearing would somewhat comfort him and strengthen him as well.

He was certain he would meet his fate here out in the woods and that made her heart break. She knew she had to be strong now, she had to see to that Gorrmund and Telina would get together as fast as possible, for Jadier´s sake.

Jadier and Brianna had had a very good relationship for the last five years and the feelings they had for each other were utterly strong. She knew that she was going to loose him soon and that nearly killed her. But the fact remained he was bearing a child of his and that could possibly get herself in danger...that is if the assassins found out!

When Telina left the cave, Brianna took goodbye of Jadier, when she kissed him she did know that this might be their last kiss.

"I will raise your child to honour you, but then I will meet you on the other side when the time comes, wait for me my love"

With those words she turned away from him and went outside to join Telina, tears streaming down her cheeks....

Telina, with Brianna.

Telina, had just walked a little down the road, when Brianna came.

Silently they snuck along the road, while trying to listen to all the sounds around them.

If something happened to Brianna, Telina would never forgive herself.

Ranes, Gorrmund's crowded Camp ( )

Ranes watched the Vampire vanish and decided to let him go. The beast didn't seem like it was going to come back and stab him while he was sleeping or some other underhanded trick. He seemed too interested in fighting him. He turned to ther newest newcommer, and stared at him.

"Well, Mr. Ironwood, it can wait for a few moments. We still need to get sorted out here. No need looking for more trouble unorganized as we currently are..."

Brianna with Telina outside a bit away from the cave

"Telina, I sense them coming now....we gotta hide somewhere....I owe Jadier to stay alive....for the sake of his unborn child......do you see anywhere we could hide?"

Brianna was looking around..there was nowhere they could find a hideout..or were there?

Telina with Brianna, on the road.

Telina suddenly stopped..."what, unborn child...Brianna you...you're pregnaid"?

She looked around the enviorments...her finely tunes Dunmerry eyes, spotted a little up a hill to their right, many large branches..."come on, follow me, it's our only chance".

They ran up, and hid themselves as good as they could...Telina nocked an arrow in place at her bow...just to be ready.