Haha, with that comment you have proved that you have not seen what Geanor can do ...lets say it this way, Telina will wish that she wasnt so greedy, and angry with him

But seriously, I'm gonna try to make the next update come within the week

Ach Tellie! You are one kind of a woman! Intriguing, catching story you write, it really is a pleasure to read it...You make that lil´sweet vTelvanni-lady to get under my skin! I think I´ll have to involve her again in my story..if I may?

Aww, thanks, I love it when people like my story, so thanks all of you . But sure, you're allowed to have Telina come by agin, you know that

Telina seems to be trapped by her position in the temple. This makes it all the more interesting that the palace should use her to spy on the temple. It's a fine line to walk between the palace and the temple; I hope Telina is up to the challenge.

So, a little fight sequence here...enjoy


Then he ran full pelt towards me. He drew an Ebony shortsword, while howling some words, best let unmentioned. I drew my Dwemer blades, and made myself ready to get him. When he was mere feet away from me, I struck out towards him, with both blades, but somehow I managed to accidentally slip on a vet rock, and there I was laying face down, a few inches away from him.

I heard the swooshing sound, and I rolled away, and he neatly cut through my robe, and I felt a wetness erupt in my leg. “You see, you cant beat Geanor, and now I will kill you”.

Ok, he was going for the hard way, fine, time for some magic. “Obsuro Immentia”. The powerful psychic shockwave was designed to throw an opponent several feet away, yet still I was flung straight into the temple staircase, and while the stars was circling my eyes, I heard clashes of steel, so I guess that Calvius was fighting him too. “Inmorte Obsentia”, I watched as the fireball flew towards him, and took an 180 swing, and it was by pure luck, that I managed to get out of its way, however the temple doors was more unfortunate.

I too up my crossbows, “two bolts left…damn”, I loaded, and took careful aim, and sent a telepathic message to Calvius, to get down. The second he dropped, I squeezed the triggers, and watched as a sudden wind, blew both bolts out of the way, and he continued to stand there.

I screamed in frustration, as I flung myself towards him again, Dwemer blades hissing, and whistling through the air. How many times me and Calvius struck, the honoured user just dodged them lamely, or we did total misses, like slipping, loosing our grip, or miscalculating the distance. Calvius was down, he had broken his leg, and was a couple of yards behind me, with the Ebony shortsword through his leg, while Geanor, had drawn an even larger Ebony weapon, from my guesses, a broadsword, which had neatly cut my two blades in half, in one fell swipe.

Ok, so he was resistant to magic, and he probably had something that massively boosted his luck, but I doubted that a direct hit with something flammable, would be reflected, so I jumped back, and drew a bottle with flin, and tossed it directly towards him.

The flin drenched his armour from top to toe, and I quickly launched a fireball, not towards him, but near his feet, and watched with glee, as he was suddenly alight, squealing like a stuck guar. I grabbed his broadsword, and started to hack away on him, true only like one out of ten hits, got to him, but he was laying on the ground, panting. I quickly grabbed the necklace he carried around his neck, and hung it on me, suddenly I felt…lucky. But I noticed the flames was burning out, and he was still alive, so I slashed out against his head, with the broadsword, and felt bones crack, and he fell limp to the ground…dead.

-“Calvius, get over here, and grab his armour…I think that you’ll need it, and you can keep the sword that is stuck in your leg as well”. I then sat down, panting, holding my head. I had gotten many hits on me, and I was bleeding from several wounds, and one time it had been a miracle that my artery didn’t get cut. I gulped down a healing potion, and gasped in pain, as the skin and flesh knitted back, and strength returned…sometimes I wonder what is most painful, the wound, or healing it?

An excellent fight sequence. I particularly enjoyed Telina's creative solution to Gaenor's incredible luck. I'm glad to see that she got out alright.

I´ll give you my favourite quote from this addition:


Wonderfully written and I couldn´t have said it better myself! A good thing Telina finally got the lil´bastarde!

Good luck in the future Telina....I hope to hear more from you really soon!

Great update Tellie, I'll be hoping to see more after my last exam tomorrow

Aye,that is a big possibility, but I wont swear on it.

What the heck?! Say, couldn't Gaenor be so kind and give me just a bit of his luck? He's the luckiest bugger in Tamriel!

Great fight, and it must have been quite entertaining to watch.

ok, I'm on a borrowed comp for the moment, so this is not so edited as my last updates have been...but I'll edit it as soon as I get home....and I'll write another update today as well...

After I had healed myself, I helped Calvius a bit, so that he could get his footing back...I supported the big man, back to the Imperial Cult, and had them treat his wounds proparly, meanwhile I had a bone to pick with Delitian.

-"Delitian, I must speak with you...official matters", he looked hastily around himself...not here, follow me out of the throne room, he whispered. I followed him out, and then he breathed out..."Well, what was it you wished to tell me"?

-"I have found out all the info you want...the Temple will do everything in their power, to stop Helseth from claiming the throne...but there is also disagreements withing the Temple, sevearal have broken all bonds to the Temple, and become members of what is called the Dissident Priests, while others are speculating if the Tribunals powers are being weakened...do you want to know more"?

-"No, but I have yet another mission for you...you see I have...excuse me, His Royal Majesty, fears that there are disloyal guards around, and that there will be but a short moment of time, before they try to assassinate the King...fidnout who these guards are"!!!

Ok, disloyal guards eh...sounds like they was doing me a service...but still, a King have powerful resources, and this King had already proved that he had no qualms about having my head on a pike...so I got right to it.

I wandered around abit, before I saw an isolated guards, who was conviniently standing next to a closet...a quick slash across his throat, made me eligable to "borrow" his armour...which miracly fitted perfect...just my spot of luck...or was it...the amulet perhaps?

So, dressed in the new, bit blood soaked armour, I wandered into the Royal Guard dormitaries. I walked back and forth, looking suspiciously at every chest, and every basket. I think I spent over five hours in there...when I decided to go out, and try something else, and by "pure" accident, I managed to step on a piece of paper, looking around, I saw all the guards staring at me...so i telepathcally made one of the wardrobes in the other side of the room tip over, so all the guards ran as fast as they could....I picked up the paper, and made my way into the throne room.

There, I asked a few guards about some other guards could possibly be disloyal, and I got some luck at last...when I asked the question to Ivulen Irano, he looked suspiciously around the room...before he told me, if you are interested, meet me outside the museum of artifacts in Godsreach tonight at eight...be precise, and then he refused to to talk to me...strange indeed!!!

Killing a guard is definitely one way to infiltrate the ranks, but doesn't it seem a little bloodthirsty? Wouldn't someone eventually find out who had done it?

I enjoyed the way Telina distracted the guards with the wardrobe; it is too bad that such a technique couldn't be used in the game.

Ok, so this one is not edited either...my computer comes home from repairs tomorrow...so i'll get on it as soon as possible.


I left Indrano, to go towards the imperial cult, there I found Calvius in a good mood, and fully armed in his new Ebony equipment. I bade him to follow me once again, so he went up and grabbed his sword, and looked a little suspicious around him....clearly he did not like whatever was going on around here. We decided that a little trip around in the Bazaar could not do any harm, so we set out, to wander and look in the shops.

Have you heard about that new wizard, Valas wasn it, I headr someone whisper...so I walked over. "Did anyone of you mention a powerful wizard here in the city"?

Shush...dont so loud outlander, that Ovis Velas is a great nasty beast, they say that he have killed thousands in his long years"....he was cut of by me who was actualling holding my waist, giggling more than I could handle...amongst the tears that fell from my eyes, I managed to stutetr forth..."you seriously dont believe that he is what you have heard...thats stupid".

Just as I walked away from the clearly insulted mer, I heard the sound that can only be frm a wizard who just teleported right behind you.

-"People of Mournhold, I am Ovis Velas, and today I shall demonstrate my powers on one of you"!!!..."You, defend yourself", he said, pointing at a small Dunmer child, one who was definately under the age of ten...the child was already crying, and tried to press himself to the ground, as avoiding to get hit.

The cowardness of that mer, struck a nerve in me, and I stepped directly in front of the child, shielding it..."Hey Velas, pick a fight at someone as good as you" I yelled to him.

He smiled before he chanted a spell, amd fired it toward me...what, a single fireball spell, he have to be stupid, I thought. I tried something that Baladas had told me about, I felt the spell, and extended my hand.

The spell, stopped a few inches before my hand, and with a little restraint, I sent the spell back towards the original caster, his eyes widened, and he screamed something like "WITCHES...RUN", and then his words became more of a blabbering of noices, as he caugth fire, and collapsed on the ground...dead...COOOOL.

I walked over to (the now quite dead quite burnt) Ovis Velas, and saw that he was cluthing two things, the first a little rusty key, the other thing was more interesting, he was clutching a mace...a mace I had seen before, in a book that explained some of the powerful artifacts that could be found in tamriel, and he was holding a mace no other than the Mce of Molag Bal himself...that was interesting, so I picked it up...I heard the song of enchantement that was in the mace...it was undoubtly evil, but still I kept it.

-"Strange, I have heard about this Velas, and how powerful he was supposed to be, but yet you managed to reflect his spell back on him, and kill him with it...I have heard of a Velas manor in Godsreach, maby you should check it out". I turned to see who was talking to me, and I breathed relieved out, it was only a passing High Ordinator.

Taking his advice, I waved my head at Calvius, and set out towards Godsreach...time to check out this Velas Manor!!!

Hehe nice, Telina just pwned Velas

Even thought you haven't edited it, it's still good - but of course has some fast-typing errors and spelling errors

Anyway Tellie - looking forward to see what she can find in Velas manor. Both your story and Trey's story awakens memories from the good old Morrowind when I was running around in Mournholm

Keep it coming

Nice update Tellie, great to see some new content here.

Yes I quite liked that part of the game, the Wizard in the house wasn't all that hard, it was his minions that made it difficult to defeat him. Lets see how Telina does.

Killed by his own spell, those are always the most embarrassing ways of losing. Loved the update.

hihi...here we go again, I'm really in the mood to write today


As I walked towards Velas Manor, two things came in my mind, would I ever prove myself to the King, and what was I going to do with my life...I mean I cant wander around in Mournhold for the rest of my (hopefully) long years.

I was actually taken quite aback when we entered Godsreach....gigantic houses, made of golden and jade stone, was on raised platforms, and a long wide aisle was cleaving the ingenious platforms in two...one platfrom had the craftsman hall, the museeum of artifacts and wild guar on it....while the other one had several large manors.

I went for the manors, and looked around, hoping that the luck from the now dead Geanors amulet would help me yet again, I took the first manor to the left. and naturally, the door was locked, but by some miracle I had this key that I fond on Ovis...and with my new found luck (compliment from Geanor) it fitted. I twisted the key, and opned the door.

The manor was well lit, and filled with bookshelfs, chests and wardrobes, Calvius shouted with happyness, as he opned a chest that was filled up to the edge with Septims, and diamonds and such, while I, I grasped for my new Ebony Broadsword, as I had a VERY bad feeling about this place. And I was right as usual, down from the stairs came Ovis, but now he was different, the way he walked clearly radiated with power, and it was a feeling of incredible self control he hhad in his face...and his eyes, I had seen eyes like that before, they had the same spark as Baladas, only not as clear...but nevertheless, this was a powerful individual.

-"I though I just killed you", I said with a slight tremble in my voice, if this came to be a battle with magic, I was crystal clear about who the winner would be, and it would certainly not be me.

-"Oh, I'm afraid that you killed my brother, Ovisis my twin, but he was sadly for his part, born without the magical talent I inherited, and he have had a great liking to pretend to be me....only in this case you killed him, instead...so therefore I must kill you", he said with a sly smile on his mouth.

-"Wh-wha...I just defended myself, why would you kill me".

-"Beacuse I am a Theurgist, and I do not allow people to kill my family members, that is unacceptable...defend yourself".

I had not the slightest idea, of what a Theurgist was, but the fiery spell he sent towards me, told me that it was something incredibly powerful wizar type. The fiery beam of fire flew past me, and hit the wall, a large explosion came, I was knocked of my feet, and looked back...the wall was slowly melting, and I saw that about half of the building wall, was glowing red.

I rose up, just to see he waved his hands in some strange circules...suddenly I saw two Ogryns, one Golden Saint, and two Clannfears stand beside him.

ok...dont panic, this is just my imagination going far beyond what is normal , the large fist that hit my chest proved me wrong, and i felt several ribs crack, as i was flew through the stone wall, and landed outside the halfly burning manor.

I whinched, as I gulped down a healing potion again, this was even more painful than just healing flesh, healing bones was nasty buisness indeed...so I walked back in again, this time I was angry. I threw the Ebony Broadsword straight towards the Golden Saint, the blade made a swooshing sound, but did not stop on the metallic surface of the saint, instead it landed several feet behind, embedded in one of the Clannfears, and suddenly the head of the Golden Saint just fell off, and it dissapeared in a swhirl of stars and golden dust.

I grabbed the Mace of Molag Bal, and walked directly towards Velas, holding the mace above my head. I do not remember what happened after that, only that Azura spoke with me. "Telina, trust me, close your eyes, I shall guide you".

From what I have heard from Calvius, my eyes darkened, and I fought myself through Velas' monsters, with inhuman strenght and speed, and that sceared the spit out of me...I did not like the though of an ancient Aedra goddess taking control of my body and mind.

I walked a bit silent, back to the museeum, waiting for Indrano to come.

Mmm, nice - I doubt anyone likes that Azura takes control of their minds I'm seeing it now, Telina knocking the crap out of the monsters with a huge mace

So your in the mood for writing aye? So have I actually, started on a new fan fiction today. But have to wait to post it until I've introduced that character in the RP...

So... will we see more tonight dear Tellie?

haha...possibly my dear fuzzy, but then again, I will have to wait and see...since the RP is moving as slow as it does, that is fully possible

Oh, and I cant wait to read your fanfic

This post has been edited by Tellie: Jun 16 2006, 09:27 PM

Update time.


And he did indeed come, only that this time, he was not in his armour, he was in a dark travel worn cloak, and he had a big claymore hanging on his back. Come with me, quickly, he whispered. And then he started walking towards the sewers, what a strange place or a Royal Guard to go. Nevertheless I followed him through some of the long passages, and I know that I would never find that place again, if I was not given a map.

After walking for about half an hour, he stopped in front of a wall, looking at the strange carvings, before he pressed one of them…and to my big shock, the wall leaned in, and disappeared, and I looked into a big and well lit room. He grabbed me by my arm, and dragged me in, before he put me down in a chair before a desk, and bade me to sit, until his master came to see me.

The time went by, and finally, a redguard came towards me, I knew I had seen him before, it was the Kings champion, Karrod, but I thought he was a mute, I was wrong.

-“Miss Delvanni, you might want to hear what this is all about”.
“I am a part of a secret brotherhood, one who serve the King, and the case is that Tienus Delitian claims that we are traitors, and disloyal”.

-“It is not as you think…Helseth is not in command here at Mournhold, Tienus Delitian is, most of the guards are completely loyal to Tienus, and when Tienus control the guards, he control Helseth’ life, if Helseth do not do as Tienus wish, then the queen Barenzia, will most likely have an “unfortunate accident”, and the same will happen to the King”.

-“So, I wish for you to help us…I have this paper here, it contains some names, and some info that have been faked, Tienus will most likely find it interesting, so he’ll deal with the wrong guards, and that gives us a little bit of an advantage”.

Ok, now I was beginning to get confused, Helseth was not the cold blooded murderer I thought of him to be, and there was conflict between the Royal Guards, a conflict that could well end up quite bloody, and here I was gonna be smacked straight in the middle of it, I just knew that would happen.

-“So, His Royal Majesty, wishes for you to become a member of the white tree, the order made to protect him, a few of us are royal guards, the rest work as cleaners, carpenters and such…always stationed at the palace, so we are ready for anything”, he smiled hopefully at me, and even added some really cute puppy eyes…typical, I can never say no when a person looks at me with such eyes.

-“What would you have me do”?, I asked him.


-“Ok, you are now induced to the order of the white tree, this is our home base, so you’ll report to me, or any other master here…our liege wishes for you to continue to work for Delitian, and report anything suspicious to us…so welcome, you are now a part of Morrowinds biggest spy network”.

Holy crap, me a spy…wait ah I forgot, I am already, I always forget about me being a blade…something that I hope will never be found out by any other person…so now I was spy for the King as well, also a member of the temple who wished for the King to pack his sack, and leave for good, as well as a spy for the Emperor….a it too many conflicting loyalties for my taste, but I swore on that day that I would have my revenge, sooner or later.

I left Karrod, and was given a map, unreadable for any other than a person being a member of the White Tree, it showed the exact position of the headquarter, something that suited me, as my sense of direction is comparable of that of a guar(if not even less). So I teleported back to the surface, and made sure to loose the stolen Royal Guard armour, just in case Delitian was missing a guard.

To see his big ogryn face, turn into the same colour as afresh tomato, was refreshing really, and he was shaking on his hands, when he turned his head to me again.

-“I…I ha-have just gotten in-information that the widow of the former King Llethlan m-m-might be forming a conspiracy against me…I mean the King, f-find out anything you can about it”, he said, his vice trembling…clearly he was shocked that some of his…ah…”trusted guards”, would go against him.