Sadril

"Shut up or I'll sick the voices on you," Sadril said to Rahvin, only to notice that he said it outloud. He gave anyone who looked at him funny for doing that an evil glare.

"So... Uhm this black fog stuff, it looks kinda nasty," Sadril said matter-of-factly, "Maybe we should get moving?"

He caught the sight of a dark figure out of the corner of his eye and turned to look at the far off shadow. Wonder who that is...

Sasal, behind Serene

Smiling back at Serene, he thoughtAhh... your beauty has yet to leave you he thought. He saw the daedric bracer/chain and dagger, and said quietly, how akward...
Thus noticing Rahvin saying 'Ill sick the voices on you.' Sasal eyed Rahvin for a minute and said, "Ha, you maybe suffering from the Skirmish/traumatic syndrome" "you shoulnt talk alout like that; what you should do is take a long breather or nap of somesort, or even take up some heavy drinking." Sasal said as he continued "This is was most common durring the battlespire invasion, when i was 15... when Vvardenfel first joined the imperial empire's reign to clean up the Battlespire, which the nameless battlemage trainee had single-handedly banished Mehrunes Dagon" Sasal laughed "To end the long subject, Have some rotgut and relax!"

Telina

Telina closed in on the group, still not drawing any form of weapon...she got closer, the halfbreed was currently talking with some other persons, enjoying a gift she had been given.

She was close now,close enough for the others to see how she was a black hole in the darkness around them.

"Leave us, my buisness is with the halfbreed alone...so if you value your lives, run...and never look back", sher said with a voice, colder than ice, and darker than night.

OOC:I love this evil stuff

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Sasal

Sasal had playfuly smiled at Rahvin. He handed him some nordic wiskey, then he felt a dark presence among them. A Short, but never the less Sinister looking entitiy in a dark robe aproached the group and thretened eveyrone to leave Brianna. Sasal Drew his sword, which flames didnt burn the falling snow, while saying "Im sorry young one, That is a request that this old and senile dunmer cannot comply with"
"How about we talk this over a fine bottle of nordic wiskey? no?" Sasal said with a shrug "I guess not; you youngins are always hasty and pushy with the elderly" he said as he smiled at the person in the dark robe, while readying his fighting stance

(photo shop rock!!!)


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Telina

Hah...bravery, that will do you nothing...bravery is for the weak...but I see there is no way to mke you leave the half breed"...she drew her sword, the black mist around it, swhirling more and more, and she shouted..."DEFEND YOURSELF", then she extended her hand towards Sasal..."Cruciotu Mortalis"

OOC:Strong torture spell, will cause inbarable pain for a few seconds...dont worry, she wont attack when he is down

Hecate

Hecate had swung his cloak all the way around his body as it was getting rather cold as he sat there on the horse. He held the cloak up with his arm, covering half his face, only his eyes was visible now as the rest of his face was covered by black cloth. He watched the group, looked like Brianna got some sort of gift all of a sudden. Surprised, Hecate kept on looking when he noticed a shadowy figure crept up close to the group. He didn't catch what she said but one of the Dunnmers drew his sword before the shadowy figure released a spell upon him...

Work of Veric?

Hecate reached for his backpack, taking out a enchanted crossbow which he had taken with him from his hideout. He slowly and gently loaded the crossbow, lining up a poisoned bolt. The Hemotoxin worked great as a distraction since it inflicted unnature pain to the victim. He held it under his cloak, keeping a good eye on how the situation was unfolding, if he was going to help this shadow figure.



OOC: So... Who's ready to attack Telina?

Sasal

Sasal drew his sword, not long before the evil female Cast a spell at him. Sasal droped his sword as he was hit, the pain unbareable, yet showing no facial expressions of pain.He fell back a few inches, not long before regaining his stance Wincing, he said to the evil female, "this wouldnt be a bad time to ask for senority, would it?" sasal said as blood slowly spilled from his nose as he tried really hard to resist her spell."Its going to take allitle more than a few curses and meager spells to stop me! Ahh!!!! the pain is unbareable Sasal thought, not before rushing the female in hand to hand combat. Sasal had dashed to her and grabed her left shoulder and right wrist and had thrown her to the ground. He pinned her down, one hand under his control, the other being crushed by his right elbow. "Please, calm down! You have no reason to hurt anyone here!" sasal smiled as blood from his nose rushed to his cuirass, then into the snow.

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Telina, in a fight

Ah...a fighter...good

"Obscuro Immentia"...the powerful blast, threw Sasal away from her, and she slowly got to her feet...drawing her longsword.

She slowly walked towards Sasal, intent on toying with him...at first. She whipped her sword downwards, drwing a small stripe of blood from his left arm.

OOC:Dont, just a little cut...but the sword is cursed though...so he will get even more pain...and possibly a little despair.

Sasal

Sasal flew back, the blast had yet to dent or scratch his cuirass. He had rolled backwards as he retrived his blade. With retriving his blade, he blocked with his shield as her sword slided to the side and lightly cut his arm. He crushed her sword to the ground as well as her arm holding it with his shield.

(ooc: ok tellie, since ur sword is cursed an all, ill drop my sword from the pain...
And is it alright if we get into a handtohand fight? its alright if u use ur magicka and daggers and all)

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Flint ironwood, watching.

Flint noticed the clouds forming but didn't pay attention to it. He was too focussed on trying to remember what had happened. His memory was just fine, but he didn't remembered anything between when he left High Rock and before his arrival here.

The icy voice shook him back to reality though. Flint was about to answer when Sasal removed that obligation. Flint stood back and decided to watch, he didn't quite trust himself right now.

The fight started and Flint had to say he was impressed by the old man. Flint raised his hand with the intention of throwing a small fireball near them to distract the strange woman who seemed familiar. Instead of a single small fireball though, a new one formed in his hand as soon as the first had been launched.

,,What the..?" Flint muttered and aimed for a nearby tree. A stream of fireballs spewed forth from his hands and blasted through the thick trunk within a few moments, causing chunks of burning wood to fly through the air.
,,This is weird." He thought to himself. He'd never been able to do something like this.

,,Alright, miss! Back off and get out of here before I torch you!" Flint shouted as he aimed at the strange woman again. A new fireball was already waiting in his hand.


(The fireballs are a little gift from Maze. Have fun. )

Cerpin

What is this thing? he asked himself as he watched the fight between the dark cloaked figure and Sasal.

He looked to Serene. "Maybe we need to get involved?"

Rahvin

It's just one thing after another, isn't it?

Telina

Telina had her sword chrushed to the ground, and the man had lost his sword to...they were equal now. She was about to kick Sasal, when some insolent breton decided to interrupt in the fight.

"Stay back, Breton, dont make this worse for yourself"...she saw that he had summoned up a fireball...well, if that was the case, "immonilus Carosio"...the silence spell, would make him unable to use spells, for the next minutes.

Seeing that the entire group was so cowardous, that they would fight her several at the time, it was time to dissapear...with a loud thunder, everything turned black, Telina ran, and stopped in front of the halfbreed, then the darkness disappeared.

"Halfbreed, as these cowards dont dare to fight me alone, I ask you...no, I challenge you to fight me, and you others, do not dare to interfere....beacuse I'm Telina, returned as death, none can defy my right"

OOC:yes, she is even more arrogant than before...so please dont fight her...a challenge is a challenge, so you have to wait for Briannas decision.

Flint Ironwood, lost his tongue.

,,Telina? I knew you were familiar. Now why do you call yourself Death? That doesn't sound very original." Flint would have said that, if it wasn't for his silenced tongue.
Flint lowered his hand to the handle of his katana. He didn't draw it, but he could do that within the blink of an eye if necessary. He struggled with the silence spell and felt it weaken. Soon, he could cast spells again but he decided to act as if he was still silenced. The element of surprise could be vital.

Hecate

Hecate noticed how some from the group started to get involved in the fight, but this shadow figure wasn't to dumb, casting silence on the Breton, the Breton he had fought against before. Hecate reminded himself that he had a couple of silence enchanted bolts if he would need them. Anyway, Hecate raised his enchanted crossbow, aiming gently at Flint. He coordinated the shot, judging from the cold breeze and the distance, he aimed for the shoulder, hoping the bolt would drop a little and hit him in between the ribbs, piercing into his lungs.

He sat there waiting for anyone to make a move, ready to open fire...

Flint Ironwood, preparing to get shot.

While the two women stared at each other, Flint looked at his surroundings. The damn fog made it hard to see, but he wouldn't be surprised if someone else was there.

Flint turned on his heels. Then he saw something flapping in the wind over in the distance. After a split-second of confusion, he realized it was a cloak.
,,How lovely, we've got company." He thought with a thin smile. Things never went the way he wanted them.


(Go ahead, shoot! )

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Hecate

Com'on Hecate, it's only a little fun, you know you can escape without getting killed. He thought as he noticed the Breton had spotted him.

Well, I don't exactly have the element of surprise as I usually do, do I!? He thought again, like there was two sides inside the man.

Sissy, do it... Your ready for this man, you broke his armor last time you met him

Alright then!

Hecate shaked his head violently before resting his cheek on the crossbow, aiming for the Breton. Hopefully he hadn't seen the crossbow yet. He moved the aim a little further down, hoping to hit the Breton's leg, only to annoying him.

Hecate pushed the trigger. A quick shock from the thick and stretched string before the bolt was released and travelled through the air, was very close. As Hecate thought; the bolt suddenly dropped big time and went straight for the Bretons thight in a hurry.

Flint Ironwood, getting shot at.

Flint was still staring at the small figure of the distant man when he saw a tiny black object rushing towards him.
,,Oh, not again." He thought as he stepped out of the way. Just as he stepped to the side, a big rush of wind pushed him back and made him lose his balance which caused him to stumble right into the path of the bolt.

The bolt penetrated the outer cloth and then bounced of the underlying glass plate, making a big scratch in the plate.
,,Brilliant, a fight inside a freaking storm. Well, I'll let the others watch Telina Death." Flint stepped forward and unsheathed his katana.



(Maybe we should plan this in the planning thread. Any ideas on how to continue?)

Hecate vs Flint - Round II

Hecate leaped of his mount and rushed down, moving as swift as if it was grass and not three feet of snow. He took out both his daggers, spun both around in his hand as he ran, making the curved blades point downwards before he was a couple of feet away from Flint.

He came running in fast. Out of the sudden he threw his dagger as a distraction against the throat of the Breton before leaping into the air pulling a new dagger up from his belt and getting reeady to unleashed a serie of slashes.

Cerpin

Cerpin stepped inbetween Death and Brianna.

"You will not lay a finger on her." he said flatly as he pulled his gloves out of his pocket and put them on.

Rahvin

Telina? Wha-? Why would she-how could she-what?

Rahvin's thoughts were scrambled and confused as he tried to make sense of it all.

Hecate vs Flint, come and see!

Flint ducked and only narrowly managed to avoid catching the dagger in his eye.
,,That was close."
The man had jumped up into the air. Flint smiled. He was a master at aerial combat. Flint drew his glass dagger with his free hand as he jumped up to meet the assassin. He started with a Telekinetic blast from point-blank range before somersaulting backwards. The heavy winds made maneouvring a bit harder than usual, but he knew that the assassin would face the same problem.