Wohoo...update time, but I'm fraid that this one is rather short, but I'll try to make it up to you all, by giving out a looong one next time.


The blade tore through his neck as though it was merely butter, and his head fell to the floor with a large thud. Directly in front of me, I saw a large oval door…not the kind of doors you see in Daedra ruins, these were much less imposing and unnerving. The door opened with no sound at all, and by the start of a right turn, I could see a man in black robes…my target.

The man standing at the corner, had his back turned, so I warily snuck towards him…with an unsettling feeling of being watched by someone, the man said something for himself…Even though I managed to break into his mind by telepathy, and see the spell he chanted, I was to late to avoid the glass arrow that was shot from the recently summoned bound longbow.

I stood there as a paralyzed guar, when the glass arrow slammed into my right ribs, and I screamed in agony, as several of them was fractured. Still, I managed to get back into cover, standing beside the door entrance. I gulped down a healing potion, and felt the painful method of flesh and bones knitting themselves back into place. I dared to take a look into the room, by extending my head…the leader Dandras Vules, was still standing at the same spot, holding an arrow ready for me.

The next five minutes was some of the worst ones in my life…for five minutes, me shot at each other, he had hidden by his corner, and I had hidden myself between the doorway. The last time I shot into the room, I heard the sound you get when a bolt pierces flesh, and an undeniable scream, that told me he was hit. I walked down to where he was supposed to be, but he wasn’t there, as I found out, when he crushed me to the ground, he had hidden himself in the beams of the roof, and dropped down on me.

And there he sat, a dagger to my throat, mocking me…”Now Delvanni, what do you have for me then, maybe if you just let me do my thing, I’ll let you go”, and then he started with his hand that wasn’t holding a dagger, to unstrap his pants, and I realised what he wanted to do….NO WAY…

I felt my left hand, it was still holding one of the crossbows, and by a miracle it was loaded as well, so now I would have fun. “You know Vules, back in Cyrodiil they never learnt us to tackle this…this feeling”!

-“Feeling, what feeling”, he said suddenly, clearly interested now.

-“Well, it’s kinda like this”…tjokk!!!!, the bolt had flown straight through his gut, and imbedded itself in the wall, and he fell backwards, and landed on the floor, writhing in agony.

I dragged him up by the wall, holding a tight chokehold on him…”WHO ISSUED A CONTRACT ON ME”, I yelled at him…since he did not answer, I summoned a fireball in my hand, ready to be unleashed…”TELL ME NOW”!!!!!, I said in my most hateful voice.

-“You achieve nothing by killing me”, he gurgled out…”You know what, you’re absolutely right”, I told him, and then I lowered my hand with the ready fireball, to a more…delicate spot…”Tell me, and I shall make sure you’re still a man, when you are buried.

He looked at me in shock, before e began blabbering out. “The issue came with a man called H, it was sent down here by an emissary from the castle…and that’s all I know…I swear”, he was actually crying now.

Then, I released the fireball, that hit him in…you know where, and he fell to the floor threshing in agony, while I muttered something like…”Oh dear, my fault”…a bolt in the head later, and his threshing had stopped, and I scooped up a rolled parchment that he had dropped.



I as shaking in my hands after reading that letter, the sheer coldness towards lovely me, and the exact whereabouts of my residence, gave me the creeps. Soon after, Calvius came back, blood dripping from his armour, that was reduced to shreds, but still not a single wound was on his body. “I have rooted out the rest of thus Oblivion cursed place, but I had a little accident, so there is a larger fire going on, so I suggest we get to the surface as quickly as possible.

I gave him a divine intervention scroll, and used one myself to get to the palace. Well up there, I explained to him the situation, and I could have sworn I heard him mutter something like “Corrupted bastards”. So, with weapon in hand, we both marched into the throne room, intent on confronting the king, who was conveniently the only person from the palace, who had the letter H, as his first letter.

This post has been edited by Tellie: May 6 2006, 06:46 PM

Ooops Telina.....but who could the mysterious H be then? Ahh these parts from Mournhold are really intriguing.....Hmm I hsaven´t played Tribunal so all this is pretty new to me..

Very good wotrk as usual Tellie! Very good indeed.....

Mycket bra!

Oh interesting, Telinag getts into politics, well sorta. She's got to be subtle around those kings, if you approach them the wrong way you might just get your head cut off. Keep up the good work!

Oh, but the kings have to be subtle around Telina. Did you see what she did to that assassin? Painfull, I tell you. Telina is very nasty when angered, so the King will have to act like a good guy if he wants to keep his...essentials. Remember the interrogation back in Vivec?


(I'm still trying to figure out what the essentials were, but they must've been important for that guy.)

You're still trying to figure out what the essentials were? What is very essential to a man and his lineage? Not a wife, the other things. The general and the two sergeants. Anyway, I think Telina will have to be nice around Helseth. He's got guards you know? It's not like he's alone like that DB assassin was. He has guards. Anyway, I'm curious to see what happens.

So those are the essentials, the male's reproductive mechanism? (I'll avoid using the B-word till the end of time. ) Meh, they don't sound too essential to me, and I am a guy. (Go figure. )

So Telina is outnumbered, well maybe the three Atronachs (sounds like some sort of band) would like to help.

I think it would be very, very painful to receive a fireball to the essentials (to avoid using another B-word). Just imagine how painful a kick to the two round essentials is, then amplify it by 100. That would be the sensation you would receive when your essentials get hit by the fireball (just try putting a lighter close to them )

And to be on topic, I think there are too many royal guards for even the Atronachs to handle.

This post has been edited by Agent Griff: May 8 2006, 09:02 PM

Hey, I'm a tough guy, you don't scare me. Alright, I'm a big coward, but I still don't see them as essential. After all, I am not quite interested in their usual purpose at the moment.

Now can we please drop the subject? I don't want a mod to close the thread or something. This sounds like something for General Discussion and I like hell would never join that discussion over there. Only this time, I started it, so I'm trapped.

Hahaha jack you seem really befuddled by this whole thing. Maybe we should drop it for your sake Anyway Telina there is nothing I can say about this story that you didn't already know so keep it up!

Nice work... wow I've said that so many times now I'm going to say something different next time...

It's been a while since the last update, and I realized I had not yet commented. Telina certainly found an imaginative way to deal with the local brotherhood leader. I do hope Telina doesn't get herself in too much trouble in the palace; storming into the throne room dripping with blood and demanding more isn't exactly the best way to guarantee leaving alive.

I'm looking forward to the next update. Hopefully, it isn't too far away?

I just want to provide you with the information, that the next installment is not to far away, and it will be posted by the end of the week.

Thanks for the update. I'll look forward to seeing another installment soon.

Good, its been too long. Hope you can continue sooner than later Tellie, I do enjoy reading even if I don't always have time to comment.

Well, I'm back again, with a little update for you, so please enjoy yourself.


-“Tell me, where is the king…I much desire to speak with him”, I said in a threatening tone.

-“Disarm yourself woman”, a voice said, “Drawn weapons is not allowed in the throne room”…seeing the five blades or so, that was hold towards the throats of me and Calvius…so naturally I dropped my blades, and heard the clatter of blades hitting the floor behind me, which told me that Calvius was unarmed as well.

The imposing imperial who was wearing royal guard armour…sake for a helmet, was named Tienus Delitian, and he was the captain of the royal guard, so my best guess was to ask him.

I walked over to him, and pushed the letter into his hands. I watched with great appreciation, as his face turned whiter and whiter, the more of the letter he read, but being an imperial, he was quite good with the voice, so he answered back in a cold slick voice.

-“Ah, a severe mistake by the palace I’m sure, you see his Royal Majesty had gotten a tip of one of his informants that you presented a threat o the monarchy, so naturally we couldn’t let that happen…but you may prove your loyalty to his Royal Majesty that you are in fact a faithful servant, do you accept”?…ok, so here was my options, running around doing the bidding of a King who wanted me dead, and maybe, just maybe gain his favour…or I could go against him, and probably sign my own death warrant…I chose the first one.

-“So, someone have been putting out rumours on the street, that His Royal Majesty, poisoned and killed the deceased King Llethlan, to become King himself…naturally such a rumour, is devastating towards his good name and will, and the people will think of him, as the rumour tells, so I need you to go out and stop the rumour, at all costs”.

Ok…that was weird, people would think of the King, as a ruthless tyrant if this rumour wasn’t stopped, well I wont say that they were wrong about him, at least not then, but still if I did not stop this rumour, it would eventually backfire against me, and I would probably have a nasty “accident”, so instead I started to wander around Mournhold.

I decided, that the Great Bazaar, was the best place to start looking up, something to do, and hat do you know, at the end of the large western stairs, I found a woman…sobbing!!!

-“Hey, what’s wrong”? I asked her, holding my arms around her.

And then, she just stopped, sat down, and with a empty voice, she started to tell me.

-“I have this problem, all I do is to work, work and work, I never have time to meet anyone new”…”New”, I asked.

-“Yes, new, I did not go here to Mournhold to work, no, I grew up happily in Tear, until a day my father told me that he had arranged a marriage, between me and some fat nobleman, whom I disgusted the most”…”So, I ran, I ran from town to town, until I found myself here in Mournhold, I was sure that I would find prince charming, only it turned out that was…wrong”.

-“You know what, I will tell you, if I find any single men, in the future…the name’s Telina Delvanni”, I said, extending my hand. “Marena Gilnith”, she said, grasping my hand and shaking it. As I was walking in the Bazaar, a piece of paper, flew straight onto my face. Angry I tore it off, only to see the name Helseth, on it, so naturally my curiosity, went into overdrive, and forced me to read it.



So, this was the rumours that was spread around, that Helseth was a mass poisoneer, well I had no problems about believing in it, but sometimes you have to look out for number one, so now it was time to show this paper Tienus.

I'm glad Telina decided not to fight the royal guards. I have great respect for her combat abilities, but I think that would have been a fight she could not win. I'm looking forward to seeing how she decides to deal with her (justified) anger against Helseth.

Yooho, I'm back! Which means, time to read.

Ahem, I really liked your updates. And I feel somewhat sorry for Marena Gilnith. If Foryn Gilnith of Seyda Neen is family, well....I kinda removed the possibility of a reunion.

Just keep writing.

Oho ho....meeting the King we do want...hrmmm Telina is a clever lil´Telvanni ain´t she?

Yeah and I agree with Mr Cloudy here..poor Marena..and Foryn....

Anyway...great update!

Update time.

-“Insolent bastards”, I heard Tienus mutter, after he read through the paper. “Ok, Delvanni, I’ll handle this one, as for now, I have a new mission for you…you see, the temple is greatly against His Royal Majesty, so we wishes you to find out what the Temple thinks of him, and what they will do if he actually takes the throne…report any suspicious matters to me”.

I bowed and turned back, I met up with Calvius in the courtyard, and there he stood in a shiny set of Templar armour, how he had gotten his fingers in that one, I did not ask. “So, boss, where are we going”, he asked.

-“First of all, don’t call me boss, call me Sed Delvanni, or Inquisitor Delvanni, and as for where we are going, we have to take a little trip to the temple, and ask a bunch of questions”, he smiled, and silently followed me out.

Halfway, towards the temple, a high pitched voice came to me. “Excuse me miss, can you lend a ten septim to a poor fellow like myself”?

I looked around me, but saw no one, and then I looked down, and there stood a short Bosmer, with a kind of smashed up face, so he looked more like a guar on two legs than a Bosmer, and his height, well lets say his head was about a feet taller than my wais, so he was damned short, and as all Bosmers do, he had a highly irritating voice.

-“Sure, here you go”, I tossed him a coin, saying “keep it”.

-“So, I see you must be wealthy, so how about a further hundred, and I pay you back first Loredas morning, eh”?...ok now he was bugging me.

-“If you wanted a hundred more than what I just borrowed you, why didn’t you tell me, now get out of my sight”.

-“Maybe you didn’t understand me, you lend me a hundred septims, and I’ll pay you back first hand on Loredas, a simple loan”.

-“YOU GET AWAY FROM ME”!!! I yelled, and suddenly two High Ordinators was standing right beside him, asking “What’s the problem here, Ser Inquisitor”?

-“This mer is bugging me down, he wants me to loan him money, and cant take NO for an answer, so get him out of my sight” I was firm on this, when he would not listen, then other methods was needed.

-“YOU’LL REGRET THIS YOU BASTARDE”, he Yelled to me as he was dragged away…”NO ONE SAYS NO TO GAENOR”!!!

With that settled, I could go and do my task.

The temple, was as always filled up with High Ordinators, and such, but then again, I was not here to talk to the High Ordinators. I was just on my way to the temple Infirmary, when Fedris Hler, the steward of Lady Ayem, called me over.

-“Yes, what is it you want Ser Hler”?...”I want your help on a matter, very nasty business indeed”, he smiled at me, although with that big scar he had over his left side of the face, had the opposite effect of looking happy.

-”You, see, the law here in Morrowind, claims the King to have a standing army, and well Helseth is bound by the same laws…but we have gotten rumours of a…different army!!! A goblin army”. “Altmer have gotten fame with their use of goblins in their army, so we know that the army must have at least one, possibly two Altmer trainers, and two warchiefs…so I want you to find the goblins, and kill the trainers, and warchiefs”.

On any other occasion I would have said NO, right on the spot, but then the problem was…I was bound by an oath, an oath that required me to do the tribunals wishes, so I walked away from Hler, fuming. In the Infirmary , I found what I was looking for, a person all by herself, so I walked over.

-“Hey, I’m Inquisitor Sed Delvanni, could I ask you a couple of questions”?, I gave her a genuine smile (or so I hope), and just hoped she wouldn’t be scared off.

-“Well, Sed Delvanni, what do you want to know”?

-“I want to know, what the temple would do, if Helseth is crowned King…the Inquisition wishes to know more about the subject”, I lied.

-“Oh…err…the temple would respond badly to that, I think we would have done everything we could to stop him from claiming the throne…but then again we are not too sure, the Tribunal, have stopped walking amongst us, the last time, one of them was in public was over fifty years ago, and I have started to question their divinity, I mean if they are so divine, why do they stop walking amongst us, why is there rumours all over the place that their powers a dwindling and….Oh I shouldn’t have said that”, and then she turned tail and ran as fast she could away from me.

I smiled, I had now gotten the info I needed, so I just paused to pick up my Indoril armour, which I now wore under my robe, and then I started the walk back towards the palace. In the courtyard, I suddenly saw a short person, clad up with Ebony all over him, and he turned towards me, and then a high pitched voice…”I told you, NO ONE SAYS NO TO GEANOR”!!!!!!!!!!

Bosmer these days, they just don't have any manners. Back when I was young.... *shakes head.*
Alright, I think that that is enough of my old vampire imitation. Anyway, I loved the update and this Gaenor fellow sounds funny. I just wonder where he got his armour, Ebony is a bit more expensive than the money he got. And can he even move in it?

Oh well, as if that matters. Telina is just going to play with him for a bit before smacking his face into the ground, painfully.