Rahvin

Just don't kill him; I may need my body back, unless you just want me in your head for all eternity.

In truth, he wasn't even thinking about getting his body back at this point; he was just glad that Sadril was leaving the sight of Telina's dead body behind. He couldn't bear to look at it any longer.

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Jun 9 2006, 11:30 PM

OOC: Man that sucks... I have missed so much... the battles... Tellina's demise... god that sucks...


MAZE

Maze was in the form of a shadow... he has been a witness to two deaths and a possible third one... Maze smiled as usual... "Both of their moves are impressive... the Breton a powerful wizard and the other a powerful warrior..."

Maze was nothing more than a shadow in the snow... unknown to anyone... he was planing of saving the Bretons (Flint) life if he needed to... since Maze has so much instore for that poor unfortunate soul..... "If you ever go near my prey again I will make you suffer..." Maze thougth sadisticly as he saw the impressive warrior vanish in a dark mist...

Maze traveled through the snow at the speed of light... stocking his prey... the small band of unfortunate souls...

Arygon's body turned in the air, a beam lifted Maze. "Now... what are you?" The voice asked "It does not matter." Maze was tossed back to where he was hiding. "THE TIME HAS COME!" The voice bellowed, echoing from the mountains. Arygon exploded outward in a shower of golden-yellow sparks.


Arygon woke hundreds of miles southward in south Valenwood. "What an interesting adventure!" Arygon said with a laugh. "But what happened there at the end.. I lost control of my puppet. What was that?" Arygon sat in a chair and pondered. "Poor Telina i wish the puppet could've been faster. Bah, Servant!" A servant walked over, bowed, "Sir?" The servant asked. "Send a single arifact from the vaults to Brianna. She'll have a child... it'll be a birthday present I suppose." Arygon said to the servant. "The... The Vaults, Sir? But you... have all those artifatcs..." The servant stuttered. "Yes, send him vault # 117. " The servant turned to the speaking funnel "Vault number 117 to the transfer service!" the servant called. Arygon pondered: would the Deadric artifact be enough?

OOC: There something for Brianna's child... I said Arygon wouldn't die.. Dramatic? I was planning on talking to everyone but they all ran off...

MAZE

Maze was completley taken by surprise... he was lifted into the air and then tossed back... fortunatly for him he sank back into the darkness of his heart... into a shadow... he saw how the man with the metal hand exploded... if Maze was a common mortal he probaly would have died... but unfortunatley for the damn thing that exploded he wasn't... instead he absorbed the power of the explosion and made it his own...

Smiling cruely Maze said "Interesting... I guess I am not the only won who posseses puppets... maybe I should move foward with more caution... with the full potential of my abilities... no... it will be to much for these punny mortals... I want to tortured them... not destroy them all mercifuly..." Maze smiled even crueler...

He came out of the darkness... his body started to slowly levitate in the cold air... then a thousand jagged shadows pierced and consumed him... he was completley covered by them... this process could have easily killed anyone... but not Maze... the shadow then slowly started to sink into him... little by little until only a slightly bigger fraction of his true form was revealed... he was now a different person... a being made out of complete darkness with no remorse...

Maze's feet touched the ground... his sage green cloak danced in the cold air... he looked different... he was not the same person.... his hair grew and inch longer and alot more darker... his skin even paler... the bizzare green and black tattoo's now looke incredibly demonic... his teeth took the form of sharp fangs... his eyes became even crueler... the silvery sinister glow now stayed in them and some how his eyes became even more fierce... and his voice... his cold dark voice got even darker and now possesed a horrible power... his voice alone can arouse emotions in others... pain, fear, despair and hatred... just by his words...

Maze smiled a smile that would make demons bust out crying in desperation and fear... he started walking slowly towards the direction where he sense the breton (Flint)... his foot steps left a weird dark smoke mark behind... his dark figure was slowly lost in the white horrzon...

OOC: You see what you did DarkHunter... you pretty much damned everyone now... why cant you understand... Maze is black magic... he is a being of pure unimaginable horror and darkness... you will all see how much more of a nightmare he will become ...

This post has been edited by Mazelure: Jun 10 2006, 02:51 AM

OOC: (Kinda all thats left) it's not an explosion... it was the desummoning spakles...

Veric

"Interesting," was all that Veric could say in regards to the events that had happened. Seeing that everyone has either died or ran in fear, Veric moved to retrieve his sword from Telina.

Something was wrong though. Veric rested his hand on the hilt of his sword, staring into Telina's dead expression. Something definitely isn't right. He knelt by her and touched her forehead with his hand. A simple detect life spell revealed that a hint of life still resided deep inside her. A faint tempo in her heart, breath in her lungs; a life force so small it was seemingly undetectable by means other than a simple detect life spell.

"She clings to life still. It seems she is not ready to go yet," he said quietly to himself. Veric was faced with a decision: Leave her here to rot, or an idea he had gotten, take her as a trophy of sorts. The others seem to be attached to her, perhaps she could come in hand as acting as a beacon to them.

He stood and drew his Dwarven longsword from her chest and held it pointed at her neck, still-warm blood dripping from it staining the snow. "You have lossed and I have spared you. You belong to me now until death releases you," he spoke as if she were conscious.

Veric reached down and picked Telina up by her robe, her head falling limp to the side. He admired her beauty, perhaps it was a reason why he spared her. "A suiting trophy. Soon they will all be reduced to dust."

In a flash of magicka both Veric and Telina had vanished...

EDIT: (note: no one (save those sided with veric) is supposed to see this or know that telina is alive. if your character is around then this happened after they departed, and if your character can sense life, tellie's was too weak to sense. her not-death is secret, as well is veric taking her. (if you go back for her you can notice she dissappeared though.))


Sadril

Sadril moved through the woods until he emerged near the group. The first thing he did was pick out Rahvin, or... his body rather. He paused and prepared himself, then drew his katana and ran straight for 'Rahvin'. He stopped, sliding in the snow a little, but ultimately ended up with the tip of his blade at 'Rahvin's' neck. "Why don't you tell these people who you really are?"

In all actuallity, Sadril wan't one hundred percent sure on what he was doing. Yeah there was a voice in his head, but he had lots of those. Plus after his small breakdown in the Inn, combined with the way he has proved his trustworthiness in the past--what with threatening to kill almost everyone he was travelling with-- he wasn't sure he would be trusted.

If the fake Rahvin played his cards right, in fact, he may very well turn everyone against Sadril.

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Cerpin

"Last time I checked, I believe I was Rahvin." he answered sarcastically. "And unless you want to lend me a mirror so I can check, I'd suggest shutting up."

He stood and whispered in Sadril's ear, but loud enough so the others could hear, and hopefully believe him over Sadril. "Telina just died and we're all grieving and tired as hell. Just drop our little feud for now?"

Rahvin

Damn, he's good. He's almost as good at being me as I am.

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Sadril

"Just shut-up!" he yelled at 'Rahvin', his anger rising at the mention of Telina's name. Sadril addressed the others, "This man is an imposter," he paused realizing he had absolutely no credibilitu, no proof. "Rah--" he stopped again thinking the words through, "Rahvin's body was taken by something or someone. I don't know, but this isn't Rahvin. Rahvin is in my head!"

Damn, that was weak.

Rahvin

Yeah, pretty much. Good try though. if he had a body, he would have either rolled his eyes or slapped Sadril in the face. He couldn't decide which.

Cerpin

Cerpin grinned widely and supressed a laugh. "Are you serious?"

Serene, don't give me away. I swear that once I can, I'll leave you and your daughter alone. And while I believe you when you say that Rahvin may still be alive, I doubt he is in Sadril. It can't be possible for two souls to inhabit one body. It defies all that I know of souls, and that's quite a vast knowledge.

Servant

I'm counting on you. Late and I'll kill you myself. Don't deliver and you'll wish I killed you Arygon's word rang in the servants ears, he traveled the halls to the teleportation center. "I need a teleport to Skyrim." The servant, Oran, told the mage. "That'll be 100 septims.' Oran took out the note from Lord Arygon, the mage's mouth almost hit the floor. Oran stepped into the circle, and felt a nauseous feeling as he was moved hundreds of miles northward.

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Sadril

You'r not being very supportive damn you!

"I am dead serious, damnit," Sadril said, but he couldn't think of anything else to say.

Help me! What do you and everyone else know that he doesn't?

OOC: we may be nearing the point where we need the others on

Cerpin

"So you're saying that I'm in your head? If that were so, I'd tell you to be quiet."

He thought he may be pushing too far, but ignored his better judgement.

Rahvin

I don't know! Um...who knew that I was in prison? No, anyone could figure that out. Try lying about me and see if he falls for it and acts like it's true. Does that make sense?

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Jun 10 2006, 05:32 AM

Oran had barely finished teleporting to the centre of Skyrim. From there he had a local mage transport him to the largest magicka sourse in the last while... where Lord Arygon's puppet was. Oran looked around the ground was scortched Wow... Oran thought to himself wandering by it. He followed the convientent tracks in the snow toward a large group of people. "Is Lady Brianna here? Appearntly Lord Arygon wanted Brianna's child to have this..."

This post has been edited by DarkHunter: Jun 10 2006, 05:37 AM

Sadril

No you idiot, of course it doesn't! Sadril was getting frantic and angry, but he recomposed himself for this lie. He didn't need to fool everyone there, only the one inhabiting Rahvin's body.

"Then tell me," Sadril said, his voice slightly calmer and more cunning, "In what manner did you slay Brianna's lover so many days ago?"

This post has been edited by ShogunSniper: Jun 10 2006, 05:34 AM

Cerpin

Cerpin had no idea who had killed Jadier, but he did know that he had been found in a cave, dead.

And judging by the wounds, it had not been by any dagger, which was the only thing that was on his person at the moment. It was a long shot, but he decided to take it.

"I didn't kill Jadier!" he protested, "What is this, a quiz?"

Rahvin

Good try. he said, seriously this time.

I don't know what you should say next though. Ask him about his dreams or something. I know Telina saw one or two of mine.

This was going to be a long day.

Sadril

Sadril turned, a crazed look in his vampiric eyes. He was about to bring his Katana down on the delivery person who had just shown up, but some how contained himself. "Argh! I dunno! She's over that way," he said pointing in a completely random direction. That direction happened to be the opposite of where Brianna actually was.

(little adventure for our dear oran )


Telina is dead! It slipped, he really didn't want to say that, but if Telina was the only one who saw Rahvin's dreams, well, she was gone now.

"Lucky..." he said quietly, "Then why don't you tell them about the horrible things in your dreams then?" Sadril didn't know what exactly what were in Rahvin's dreams, but he felt the darkness in it before when he snuck up behind Rahvin while he was washing his face a day ago at the Inn.

This post has been edited by ShogunSniper: Jun 10 2006, 05:52 AM

Rahvin

Oh, right. he thought when Telina was mentioned. I forgot.

He figured that he should be shedding a tear or something, but couldn't.

Cerpin

"Just nightmares." he answered with a shrug. "Usually get them when I eat some bad food or something. Now do you want to let me rest, or do I have to answer probing questions all day?"

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Oran looked around, it seemed it was the two of them arguing by themselves. He wandered along and was looking at the package when he walked into someone. He looked up at a lady, "Are you lady Brianna?" He asked.

Sadril

Sadril lost it. He swung his Katana horizontally at 'Rahvin's' neck, "Defend yourself!" he called in warning.

Sorry if your body gets banged up.

If Sadril was going to probe 'Rahvin' with questions like this, they would do so amidst swords. The plan was to cause him to slip up while he was concentrating on defending himself, rather than his web of lies. "Nice gloves, when did you get them?"

Problem was Sadril had no idea how good this man was, nor had he seen the limits of Rahvin's body.

Cerpin

Cerpin grinned and dodged the first strike.

"So you're willing to take the chance that the 'Rahvin' in your head is real and I'm fake? What if you kill me? Then how will you feel when you learn that you killed the real Rahvin? Or even if I am fake, you don't leave a body for the Rahvin in your head to come back to."

He drew one of Rahvin's daggers from his sleeve. "Please don't make me use this."

Serene, stop him before I'm forced to take his body to keep him from killing this one.

Rahvin

Whoa. I don't see how losing a head can be described as 'banged up'. What if he couldn't dodge that shot to the neck? Be more careful, damn. Or let it go for now. We can figure something out later.