Whilst waking up, sasal hadnt open up his eyes. "Good point" he said as he said to Arygon "Today's been a long day... why dont you meditate? or atleast take a nap or something, you can use my room, just dont mind my armor and bag on the floor" he said as he took a deep breath as he Dreamt.

Veric

"This pregnant half-Dunmer's name would not happen to be Brianna, would it? I know of her where-abouts," Veric replied with a grin, "But out of curiousity, why is it that you seek her out?"

MAZE

Maze listened carefuly... "So... another might join the alliance..." Maze said whispering... he then snaped his fingers and ordered his puppet to go in the inn where the moron he had fought with earlier was last seen... his puppet obeyed... the dead guard went inside the bar and sat on a table to the corner of the room... there he stayed and will remain until the old fool comes out of the inn...

OOC:Everyone going to sleep!!!!???? Dang I thought we just got past night time...

Deagan, Inn

As everyone shuffled past Deagan he stood still at the end of the hallway, none of them had noticed him there listening in on their conversation. Deagan walked downstairs and positioned himself right across from the door as he started to drink again.

Everyone around him seemed tired and several of them had already drifted to sleep. With all the things that had happened today Deagan couldn't believe that any of them could sleep and he had more trouble believing that they were still at the Inn. It would've been wise to relocate right after the fight but for some reason, they had not moved from their position.

He stood after some time and stepped outside to watch for anyone, he propped his back to the wall next to the door as a foul smelling man brushed past him and went inside, nothing seemed suspicious about him so Deagan let him go freely.

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Sasal

Apon drooping his head, he smelt a unsusaly stinky smell.... a smell that sasal was once familiar to.... blood and rotting fleash.....still sleeping, he drew a dart from his boots as he rested

Cerpin

"So you know her?" he prodded. "Very well. I'm to kill her." he answered frankly, beginning to remove one of his gloves, just in case his goals conflicted with Veric's.

Veric

"Ah, so you're here to kill her, are you?" Veric asked, raising an eyebrow at Cerpin removing his glove, "We seem to share similar goals. I will not attempt to stop you. In fact I myself have hired an assassin against her.

"Perhaps our abilities can be used in... conjunction with eachother to help us achieve this task?"

Cerpin

"Very well, but only if you make me a promise." he said, putting his glove fully on again.

God..er... I mean Veric

"And that being?"


ooc: woot largest post ever!

Cerpin

"You do it my way." he answered bluntly. "Assassinations have become somewhat of an art for me; I like to get to know my targets, act as their friend for a time, get to know their strengths, their weaknesses, and then when they least expect it, I make my move."

Veric

Veric chuckled, "It's a deal. But please tell me how it is exactly that you change forms?" he asked, eyeing the gloves Cerpin was wearing, "And who else is it that wants Brianna dead?"

More to join my cause, perhaps? But Hecate nor this one truly know why they are killing Brianna. All will be revealed soon enough.

Cerpin

"Let's just say a certain noble sent incapable assassins to deal with her and failed already. But the main target remains the young Nord..."

"And my shifting? You'll find out soon enough." he said with a smile.

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Arygon's machine hand came down to the back of Sasal's neck "Put away that dart... else I might think you're up to something." Leaning that close Arygon could smell blood, "By my life, if you hurt her I'll kill you" Arygon reached past Sasal with his human hand and pulled the blankets down some, Brianna was still brething which meant that if she was hurt, it wasn't badly.

"uhhh..... dont worry, i havent any intentions of hurting her" Sasal said as his head was drooping in semi-sleep
"It just somewhat surprised me when i smelled blood and rotting flesh so potently"
*sasal yawns*"Ah... well wake me up if you have anything else important to say Arygon" He said as he put the darts into his shoes

(ooc: im gonna be out for a few hrs... celebrating my graduation from H.S)

Ranes, back in the Inn

Ranes slammed his fist out the table angrily. The murderous honoured user had gotten away! And killed more just to add insult to injury! He sighed, and took a swig from his tankard of mead. There wasn't anything he could do, for now, he should let it go for now. If he saw that monster again however, he'd let him have it. The guards were collecting and identifying the dead now, cleaning up the mess. This would be the talk of the town for weeks.

Ranes sighed, it was dark out now, he should get some rest. He too one last swig from the tankard and retired upstairs to his room.

Flint Ironwood, having some serious fun in his room.

There was a baby, and in front of the child stood...the thing that had murdered a few guards earlier this day. One part of Flint told him to run while the other part told him to take out his sword and put the sharp end inside the thing.
But there was a third part, much stronger than the others. This one kept him from moving so he stood there like a statue.

Flint watched in horror how the thing slowly squeezed the life out of the child. It then turned to Flint and released a shadow that slowly enveloped the frightened Breton. The dark shadow began to choke him.

,,Just great. Can't I even have some peace in my dreams?" The Breton angrily muttered, fully awake now. He leaned over the bed and emptied his stomach on the cold floor.
,,Right, this isn't going to help. What the heck was that baby doing in my dream anyway?"

Flint went downstairs and sat at a table not too close from a man with a very bad smell.
,,Ew, and then people always complained that I should wash myself more often." He thought as his hand went up to order a Flin. He froze in shock. He knew that man, he was one of the guards that had been killed today! But that wasn't possible, right? Unless.....

Flint really didn't like the thought of this. He stood up again, threw his hands up in the air and ran back up the stairs while screaming his lungs out. ,,ZOMBIE!!!"
At the top of the stairs, he turned around and smacked a fireball in the zombie's face.
,,Um right, I wasn't really afraid. I was just surprised, that's all. I guess I'll deal with this thing. It's not like I've got anything better to do." He muttered as he walked down again and took out his katana.


(The dream? I don't know. Call it Psychic Breton sense or maybe Brianna's worries about her child are mixing with Flint's recent experience with Maze. And sorry about the zombie, but someone had to recognize him.)

Hecate

Hecate, now walking the in the empty alleyways of Lainlalten as a young Dunmer took pleasure knowing he would be able to change his apperance the amulet he'd gotten. Taking off his dark hood he went into the open streets for Lainlalten, moved for the inn.

I can get deep, under the skin of this group now and hopefully with Deagan's help the half-breed will soon be before me... with my dagger in her throat with those thoughts, Hecate released a wicked grin as he closed on the inn.

MAZE

Maze laughed uncontrolably... he laughed how someone just hurled a fireball at his puppet... "this should be fun" he said in a cold dark tone... he moved his hands in the same bizzare fassion... and miles away in th inn his puppet reacted... the dead guard rised up from the floor with his face stil burning from the fireball that was thrown in his face ... he then screamed/growled "You all will all learn to fear my master!" ... everyone in the tavern stared at him in confusion... he then drew his blade and drank a increase strength potion he had aquired earlier as well as a increase speed... the dead guard then thrusted his blade at an innocent by stander who was drinking his flin... after killing him he went straight for the man who had cast a fireball at him earlier...

3 miles away... in the darkness of the night... Maze laughed his cruel laughter... and then he smiled while jumping down from the roof he had been standing on all day... he slowly made his way through the streets and into a enchanter's store...

OOC: I wont be here for a while... I might be able to come later tonight... so later...

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Flint Ironwood, the inn.

,,Oh, great. Who in the name of Nocturnal decided to give potions to a zombie?!" Flint shouted and jumped on a table. He tried to slash at the zombie for a couple of times but soon realized the futility of his attempt. With the potions, the zombie was almost as fast as he was, not to mention much stronger. And even if he did hit, it didn't bother the thing. After all, it was already death.

,,Ok, time for plan B." The Breton muttered while he jumped behind the bar and pulled out a few bottles of Flin.
,,Such a waste. Well, here goes." He threw the bottles at the zombie, drenching it and quite a large part of the room in the delicious, and flammable, Flin. One fireball later, and half the room was ablaze, with the zombie still trying to get him.

,,Oh, damn. Umm...FIRE!!! FIRE!!! GET OUT OF HERE!" Flint shouted as he ran upstairs and threw open all the doors he passed. Those that were locked proved to be unable to resist the might of his katana slicing through the lock. All this time, the zombie was still pursuing.
Once he reached the end of the corridor, Flint jumped through the window and landed in the snow outside.

(There, Flint pretty much singlehandedly destroyed the whole building. Get out, everyone. As for what happened to the zombie, that's Maze's decision.)

Arygon heard screaming then saw Flint run by and dive out the window. Arygon looked out into the hall to see a zombie guard, "Hey, Sasal! Pick up Brianna and get out of here!" Arygon yelled as he stepped into the hall way. Not waiting for Sasal to comply Arygon dived forward onto the guard and drove his machine hand into the guards face ... once.. twice ... and a third time. The once guards face was entirely inside his head but the body was still satggering forward so Arygon drew his dagger and hacked off the montrosities legs, leaving it crawling forward by it's arms...

OOC: Not Maze's discion any more...

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