Sadril

"Use it, I dare you!" Sadril said with anger before bringing his sword down on 'Rahvin's' shoulder. This time however, he was using the blunt side of the Katana.

Damnit, you're right. And so is he. But Rahvin... This being, what if he is here to kill Brianna? I suppose we'll have to watch him... Er you... Whatever.

OOC: he won't attack a third time, for future reference

Sasal

Taking Brianna's and Serene's hands, sasal said with a cold face under his helmet,
"Dont look back, the more we dwadle on Telina's death, the more we are all at risk."
Crunching through the snow under his boots, he said
"Let not Telina's sacrifice be in vain" Feeling no emotion as he took the two in hand as he walked away.

Oran followed along, "Sir! Ma'am? Hello? Is there a Brianna here?"
It was agravating to be ignored.

Flint Ironwood, having taken a wrong turn.

Flint lost consciousness long before he reached the top of his jump. Fortunately, his spell continued to work even when he wasn't aware of it and his fall was painful, but not the crushing experience it could've been.

He didn't know where he was or how long he'd been out by the time he woke up. The sound of a crackling fire told him that he was lying in a bed somewhere. He opened his eyes, but his vision was too blurred to see anything.

,,Look who we've got here. Do you know how angry I am? First you just leave and now you made one flashy re-entrance, crashing into the ground right in the middle of the street."

Flint sighed inwardly. He knew that voice and he wasn't so sure that he liked meeting her again.
,,Sorry, Selie. But I've got this huge bounty on my head. I can't just pop up and say hello. Thanks for the help though. Say, where am I anyway." He spoke as his eyes slowly adjusted.

,,Where do you think you are? You are back home, in North Point, High Rock. And don't use that bounty as a stupid excuse. You've brought it onto yourself. And things have only gotten worse here when you left. Your father isn't retired yet."

Flint rolled his eyes and was rewarded with a fist in his face.
,,Great, I am a death man."
,,Ow! Hey, I am wounded. Take it easy, ok? Look, I simply can't walk the streets here with that bounty." He complained while nursing his nose. He'd forgotten how hard she could punch. It had rarely been a problem, for he was usually in a position where he could dodge them.


(Since we're going to fast-forward somewhere, I figured it might be best to give Flint the chance for settling down. Selie used to be his girlfriend by the way, before Flint got some trouble with his dad.)

Telina, somewhere else

Telina opned her eyes, and realized that she was not dead...yet. She was chained to a wall, her amrs and legs stretched out, in great shackles. The room was dark, darker then the abbyss of Oblivion itself. Exept, a great big white light, that was almost blinding her suddenly came, and she closed her eyes almost shut, to keep the light out.

She tried to use magic to get out of the great shackles, but she was stuck, her magicka spent, with no way out. She was beginning to get afraid, and the tears started to flow down again...there was no hope for her, she was trapped.

"GET ME OUT OF HERE", she yelled desperately.

Hecate

Hecate was slowly formed and came out of nothing but a small blink near his hideout after he'd used his recall ring to this position. The group was moving, he had to keep up with them, having to teleport due to the rather supernatural event with that dying Breton he is now way behind.
Grabbing the equipment he needs in a hurry Hecate runs out of his hideout and into the streets of Lainlalten. He moved quickly against the stables, hiding behind a small pile of snow he saw a beautifull black steed.

Hecate slowly sneaked up behind one of the stable workers. Hecate wasn't making a single sound as he moved through the thick snow. Out of the cover of his black cloak emerged dagger, it's blade gleaming from the stable workers torch. Hecate was now right behind the Nord. He grabbed the Nord quickly with his left arm, the Nord didn't even have time to react before a long curved dagger blade slit open his whole throat, cutting over the wind pipe before making it's way deeper, cutting over the main blood vein. A small cough from the Nord and he fell forward. Hecate held on to the Nords shoulder, guiding him slowly down to the ground, not making a noise.

With the Nord dead he mounted the black horse before taking off fast against the direction the group was heading.

Veric


"Now now, Telina. You don't want to leave so soon, do you?" A voice echoed through the darkness. Veric's face, or what she remembered of it, moved into the light, himself wearing his usual crimson robe.

"Don't cry," he said, lifting her chin up and wiping away the tears. "Rahvin might still come to rescue you someday. Too bad he has already forgotten about you," he added with a sadistic laugh.

Telina

"you..you lie, he will never forget me...let me loose and I'll tear you to shreds", she said, and then she spat him straight in the face.

OOC: Yes, let the torure begin, and lets start the first step of our great plan....mwuhahahaha

OOC: not yet tellie... not yet

Veric

"Somehow," Veric cocked his head, still grinning, "I knew you would do that." He wiped the spit off of his face and began pacing. "You see, they're already moving away from where you fell. Everyone saw you lose to me, but no one really seemed to care," he pulled a thin dagger from his sleeve when his back was turned from Telina.

Telina

That proves nothing, they move away, beacuse they know thats what I wished for them to do...and precisely, there is nothing left for me here, so why dont you just do what you have to do and get it over with"?

OOC:Yes, she have admitted that there is nomore hope.

Veric

"Giving up all hope so soon? That's too bad," he said stepping towards her, "You should have seen the way Rahvin comforted Brianna at your death," he continued, her eyes locked on his own. She could almost make out her reflection in those yellow eyes of his.

The steel dagger, thin and sharp to the touch, slowly pierced her side. He pressed it further in at an upward angle, slowly but surely.

Telina

Telina felt the dagger that was slowly moving its way through her, her screams echoed again and again through the empty room, and the occasional sentences came out..."what do you want"..."please stop, it hurts so much"

She looked straight into his eyes, as he tortured her, and she hated thim...hated everything about this monster...someday she would kill him.

Veric

"I want nothing more than to hear you scream!" Veric yelled as he quickly ripped the dagger out of Telina's side and used the same technique again, slowly thrusting the knife through her stomach and twisting it simultaneously; not yet healing the first wound inflicted.

Telina

"You monster", she yelled...but seeing his greatest wish was to hear her scream, she closed her eyes, not mking the slightest sound, altough thge pain was gruesome, she kept on...she did not know how long he tortured her...only that it seemed that it had already been an eternity".

Suddenly, she trew her head forwards, knocking her forehead, into his.

MAZE


Maze could feel dark things at work... "I must leave that one for later" he thougth some what amused... he then did something very perculiar... he raised a shadow from the ground and slowly it started to transformed into a gothic-like door... he then slowly opened the door that only led to darkness... he slowly started to walk inside stil leaving the ground behind him with black smoke marks... as he was slowly lost in the darkness of his chambers the gothic door slowly closed... the shadow then slowly started to dissapear into the ground...


OOC: I thought since Maze realy is not going anywhere he might as well go and take a nap... of sorts...

Veric

Veric stumbled backwards pulling the dagger out with him, a wicked grin on his face and an evil look in his eyes. "Yes! Let it go Telina, release your anger," he stepped forward again, this time in a low Dunmer voice spoke, "Try to resist me."

It was Rahvin, or rather, Veric had shifted himself to look just like Rahvin. He healed both of Telina's wounds on her side and her stomach, stepped forward and put his arm around her back.

"I'm here for you," 'Rahvin' said in a very convincing voice, "Don't be afraid."

Telina

"You are not Rahvin, Rahvin is safe...but, but please stop, finish this, I cant take anymore anyways". She was broken, her once big pride lost, all she had left was sorrow, and anger.

OOC:Shogun, you know what to do...

hey, big hamster cave Star Wars moment here...almost

Rahvin

Just let it go for now; see what the others say. Then we'll go from there.

Cerpin

Cerpin took the blow to the shoulder and just stood there.

"Fine." he said almost sadly. "If you want to kill me, do it, but I won't kill you."

He stretched his arms out wide and dropped Rahvin's dagger to the ground.

OOC: If Veric is Telina's father...i will kill someone.

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Veric

There was still much anger in her, he knew this. But Veric was having too much fun to care. He stepped back, recalling back to a book he had once read pertaining to events that had happened years ago, he tried something.

Changed back to his Breton form, he spoke, "Your name is no longer Telina Delvanni," he paused for a moment trring to come up with a new one...

Sadril

Sadril turned the blade resting on 'Rahvin's' shoulder so it was in position to decapitate him. A moment of silence passed and Sadril withdrew his blade and sheathed, still staring at the false Rahvin.

OOC: sry gotta pack, be back in a couple

(That would be terrible indeed, though I must say that it was one of my favourite moments. ,,I....am your father." ,,NOOOO!!!!" )

Flint Ironwood, on the road.

,,If you don't like that bounty, do something about it and stop complaining."
That's what she said and Flint thought it was a good idea. In fact, it was so good it bothered him that he never thought of it before.

Flint walked through the streets, looking as confident as he could though he really felt naked without his equipment. All he had was a small knife he 'borrowed' from Selie's kitchen and some clothes that a local robber was so friendly to give him. But with his wounds healed and a whole load of new tricks he picked up over the years, he knew that he could survive if his plan failed.

The big mansion still looked just the way he remembered it. Flint walked up to the front door and knocked.
,,I want to speak your master, it regards certain...bussiness." He said in a low tone when two eyes peeked through a small hatch in the door.

(yes, he is going to deal with the price on his head. And what is the new name going to be, Darth Telina? )

This post has been edited by jack cloudy: Jun 10 2006, 04:16 PM