OOC: YAY! Finally people have taken it into their hands to help time along a bit...night in the RP has lasted several nights in RL.
Deagan, Inn

Deagan awoke in a bed, unsure of how he'd gotten there...the alcohol had clouded his memory and the last thing he remembered was ordering a few drinks from the bar. As he turned over he could see some light from the window, the sun was starting to come up already and he shielded his eyes with his hand.

He felt refreshed and strong because he'd finally gotten some sleep...but also sick at his stomach and his head hurt bad...

As he crawled out of bed he grabbed his equipment and put it on before heading out the door, still rubbing his eyes.

Arygon looked out the window at the growing light. It would make this thievery more difficult, so Arygon decided to finish anyway. Arygon turned and poured a potion down the sleeping man's throght (sp) to have him stay asleep. Arygon then kicked the dresser until and edge cracked and he inserted a knife and drilled a hole empting the desk of it septims and valueables. It turned out to be 20 septims and a expensive glass ring. Arygon dived out the window landing on the rooftop of the next door house and ran along the rooftops. He stopped on the roof of the building just across from the inn. A nice view for once Arygon thought to himself. Then he noticed travellers just coming into sight on the far horizon. Now who could that be?

OOC: It is nice that someone finally ended that night... although it means Arygon has been 1..2..3.. days without any real amount of sleep.

OOC: Leave a few surprises for the group, eh, DarkHunter?

Cerpin

After they had walked a good distance away from the two strange travellers, Cerpin looked up to Maze.

"You asked about my gloves? Well...they are enchanted with a rather unusual spell that I made with the...help of my family. They allow me to-" he stopped speaking as a violent spurt of coughs assaulted him. Regaining his composure, he continued. "One alows me to switch bodies with my victims, while the other will remain a secret until we get to know each other."

"As for why I'm here...I'm looking for some people. My employer wants them to be disposed of."

Rahvin

Rahvin waited patiently for his 'comrades' to leave his room, but he had apparently waited in vain as the sun was already rising.

"What did I get, one, maybe two hours of sleep?" he asked to no one in particular.

MAZE

"Those gloves seem to be very dark indeed... and I guess I will have to wait for the revealing of the other... I myself have a dark essence... you may chose not to belive but that is up to you... I am a ShadowCaster... I was once a great and noble warrior... until I was infuse with black and dangerous magic..." Maze stared at his compaion... his eyes started to glow a silvery color... Maze took of his cloak ... he reveal his true apperance... a giant of a man... he was well built... with bizzare black and green tattoo's decorating his face and arms... but more bizzare was his armor and weapons... pitch black armor and a cutlass that seemed to glow with a sinister black light...

Maze smiled his sadistic smile... he lifted his right arm and black electricity ran through it... it all gathered together at the center of his palm... it started to build up into a green ball of energy with black electrity runing around it... it felt as it was absorbing energy from the area around it... and then it vanished... as fast as it had appeared... he smiled again and stared at his companion once again with the bizzare glow in his eyes...

"And as for the people you are searching for... well let's say I have not feed my hunger for a while now.." Maze put his black cloak on again... he covered his face with the hoodie and the glowing light in his eyes started to slowly dissapear...

ARCTURUS
Nearly simultaneous with his arrival, a loud thump sounded nearby. Another seemingly confused explorer (SASAL) appeared out of thin air, his helmet on the ground. In his mind wheels were already turning, deciding what to do about three new factors in this ordeal.

Skeleton? No, too stupid, he thought, Zombie? Pah, far too slow, what about a clannfear? No, no, I don't want them to blast me to pieces before I get a word in. I'll have to settle for a bonelord. After making his decision, he quickly went through the appropriate actions to summon his servant, a particularly nasty bonelord named Shordae he had encountered (and defeated) during his time in Morrowind, from the planes of Oblivion.

Looking to the dazed explorer, he decided to start with the other two. He approached, spell at the ready and bonelord following. "What are two fine gentlemen like yourselves doing mucking about in the wild at this hour? So unseemly a place to carry out a normal conversation."

Sasal, on his back

The world was spinning for a few minutes.... the line in which the morning sun and the midnight sky had somewhat mixed together.... alot like pastel collors. Sasal rised from his dazed state only to note that his helmet was missing. He felt torn when he saw it land so roughly near the two dark men. Brushing himself off, he approached the two young looking men in hopes of this issue not turning into an arguement or a fight.
Fastening his Silvery-Purple Cloak, he aproached the men (now w/ arcturus) eyeing out his prized black ordinator helmet.

ARCTURUS
Noticing the grimace on their crawling companion's face, Arcturus followed Sasal's line of sight and noticed the object of his desire. A black Indoril helmet lay on the ground near Arcturus' feet, which he pushed towards the owner with a burst of Mysticism.

OUT OF CHARACTER
Dagoth Carlos (Whom I will from this point on refer to as DC): Every time I write Sasal I also write Salsa and have to correct myself. I apologize in advance if I suggest that your characters name is a spicy condimet.

Sasal
Seeing his helmet roll towards him Brought him unsurpassed joy, but also gave him
a sense of danger as he picked up his helmet. Eyeing out the men, he fastened his helmet on to his head. "Sorry for my interuption, just dropped my helmet" He said, readying his blade" Dont want any trouble from you young'ins"

OCC: lol thats ok legato, i spell sasal's name wrong a few times.... and i guess im ok w/ being called DC... dagoth carlos is a long name 2 type..........

Arygon watched, and was quite surpired when a third shadowy figure joined the other two. Ah, just some innocent travellers, why am I so paranoid? Arygon thought to himself as he slid down the side of the building. He walked into the inn and waiting for anyone to come down the stairs. To pass the time he ordered drink with his new "found" money.

OOC: Salsa...

Cerpin

"And what is so 'unseemly' about a public road?" Cerpin asked, hoping that this conversation wouldn't last too long. "And our conversation is none of your business."

ARCTURUS
"Oh, nothing if you don't mind the outdoors. I prefer an more civilized environment, myself." Arcturus picked at one of his fingernails in a bored fashion. "I don't suppose you could direct me to a nearby town, or at least tell me where I am?"

MAZE

Maze stared at the intruder... and then at the moron who had ran into a tree while trying to make his precense unkown to both Maze and his new companion... for a moron he looked like he can handle himself pretty well in a fight... he was armed to the teeth with black ordinator armor...

"This should be fun" Maze thougth to himself... "and a good way to learn m companions strenght"... Maze moved his gaze away from the moron in armor... and towards the wizard who had conjured up the bone lord... he had ingage Maze's companion in conversation and it seemes as if his friend did not want to get in a battle...

"I will let this one slide" Maze thought to himself and also thinking he was showing to many sings of weakness already... but no harm done... well at least not yet...

Sasal, going to an inn

Reluctantly pulling his hand away from his sword, he gave a sigh as he smiled at the group of three. Clasping his hands together in a bow, he blessed them with a safe journey. "May you all find a place of higher enlightenment" he said as he gracefuly walked away. "children get more threatening each and every time i get off that mountain...." he spoke softly as he headed to the nearby town of Lainlalten.

A few Minutes apon leaving the three to conversate, he aproached a near by inn and entered the door. He removed his helmet prior to entering as he took a deep breath of the mead and flin that bogged up the air. Smiling as a few young nords, sasal aproached the barkeep."A fine day to you sir, might a purchase a room for the day?" the merry looking bartender replyed "It'l be 5 gold for the room. Here is you key, its the last room right of the large group occupying another room."

Sasal exchanged gold for a key as he stepped from stair to stair. He passed by his room and entered another, forgetting where his own room was. Apon entering, he noted the many people laying on beds and on the floor. "I thought this room was unoccupied" he said with a lost face

This post has been edited by dagoth carlos: Jun 1 2006, 07:40 PM

Arygon watched a man with black Indoril armour walk up the stairs. That was such a rarity that Arygon decided to follow him and ask where he had got it... or just take it from him. Arygon was surprised when the man walked into Rahvin's room. Arygon walked up behind him, "And just who are you?" Arygon asked, not even bothering to take out his daggers.

Rahvin

When yet another man walked into his room, Rahvin felt that that was one too many.

"I'm going to get some breakfast." was all he said before walking past everyone and into the common room.

He sat down at the bar and ordered a meal, not really thinking about the fact that he couldn't afford it.



Cerpin

"You're near Lainlalten. Just keep heading southeast." He noted the expression on his newly-found companion, and suddenly realized his concern. He assumed that he would have to perform a demonstration soon.

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Jun 1 2006, 08:40 PM

Sasal, inn

Hearing a voice from behind, sasal turned to see a young man. His eyes shifting between sasal's eyes and his armor. "hello there young man!" he said with a jolly voice
"Im sorry is this your room I appologize, i misunderstood the bartender's directions to my room!" he said with a bellowing laugh. Excusing the man as sasal proceded to the room next door, he unlocked his room and removed his cloak and armor. He sat on the bed as he unbuckled his cuirass last from his chest. As he sat, he grabbed his helmet from the bed and stared blindly into it, reminicing of his brother's days as the
demi god: almalexia's right hand man.

Speaking to him self, "often i wondered as a child, 'why did they look at them the way they looked' and 'Why did he die?' " He gave the empty room a look of deep thought as he stared into the black helmet. "Nevertheless, im hungry!" he said openly as he marched downstairs, shutting the door behind him.

This post has been edited by dagoth carlos: Jun 2 2006, 11:56 AM

Sasal, Inn:bar

Sasal sat next to Rahvin, and ordered a tall tankard of mead, followed by two peices of bread, scrib jerky, and cheese. as the large spread was placed infront of him, he offered half of his meal to the hazy-eyed dunmer next to him. "Heh, im not particularly a big spender, but i thought i needed this much food." "As an ancient moth guardian once told me, 'waisted food is an insult to the gods and to the barkeep, as they clean up after you!' " Sasal chuckled as he humbly offered Rahvin some food

ooc: Arghh! how dare you ! lol... ill try and reply to that later dark, but im kinda sleepy(1:15 here in hawaii) so ill reply in about 4-5 hrs later.... (light sleeper)

This post has been edited by dagoth carlos: Jun 2 2006, 12:13 PM

Arygon watched the man leave his room. It was a simple matter to pick the lock on the door. Arygon picked up the Ordinator Helmet and scratched the side to make sure it wasn't black ink. It turned out to be real BLACK Ordinator armour... How interesting Arygon thought to himself as he played with the cuirass...

Sasal
"that'll be 15 septims sir" the barkeep said. "Ah, i forgot my gold-pouch!" He said "I'll go get it in my room good sir!" He joked as he removed himself from the bar.He brushed against a few young nord men as he stepped up the stairs. His blind smile ceased as he aproached his room. He noticed his door open as his face went from happy and jolly, to stern and cautious. He shoved the door open and saw the young breton scratch the side of his helmet. "Leave now..... i dont want to kill anyone this morning." he said with an almost zombie like stare as he got into his fighting stance, 'Vivec/Indoril grappling'
(just made it up, think commando/millitary sambo for morrowind...)

This post has been edited by dagoth carlos: Jun 2 2006, 08:27 PM

Arygon looked up, How interesting that people always walk in on you Arygon thought to himself. "How interesting it is to see that you challege me without armour or weapons... most Indoril are coward without thier precious armour. I shall with draw, of course, as I am quite tired and don't feel like having to trick you out of your socks." Arygon smiled, " And here, you may want a btter weapon than that old sword." Arygon handed the man his Deadric Claymore that he had gotten from Sheograth before leaving Morrowing. Arygon turned and left, and went down to the bar. He ordered a drink and sat content drinking slowly.