Rahvin

"Started as a thief in the Imperial City, ended up killing a lord, went to prison...long story. But of course, if these other people don't show up soon, I may have time to tell you all about my entire thirty nine years of life."

Flogir

Flogir was sitting so nice and comfortably in his chair that he suddenly felt very drowsy. The alcohol was certainly adding to the effective of his sleepyness.

Before he knew it, Flogir passed out on the chair, head slumped against the armrest, and his mouth wide open.

OCC: I'm off to bed myself, so I'm done for tonight. Depending on when the other characters "get" here, I'll keep him asleep until I get back on tomorrow. Night peeps!

Jonathan Constantine

Jonathan chuckled softly, obviously the booze had already got to him. So Rann, or maybe Sel? I'm curious what you do for a living? I saw how you fight.. Not fair, but I won't kid you, whatever works works, I suppose." He realized his slip up, the entire reason for going to Chorrol was to loot these peoples houses as they slept and he never fought fair, so how could he explain that. "Damn't now I'll probably have to come up with something myself... Merchant, no.. Hired Blade, no... Vagabond, hehe, well no.. Damn.."

OOC: My last post before going away, darn it now when I´m off for a couple of days this is getting somewhere! But as I said, Satyana will stick with you guys!

Satyana

She smiled when she noticed the brotherly concern from Rann. And Rahvin! She could understand why her mother had a soft spot for him! Now she just sat there, listening. In due time her task in this would be revealed. She was after all a healer, and a healer that sometimes could "see" what was going to happen.

Her eyes were resting at Jonathan´s features.....mmm yes he was charming and somehow she wished that Dalrus would be occupied with that Mage´s Guild-business.....a long time!


Ok Rann, you´ll do fine, I have confidence in you....hope you get this!


She decided to try to get a chance to talk more to Rahvin.....later, just now she was more interested in getting to know more about Jonathan...

Satyana smiled again and listened carefully to the others, especially she was keen on finding out what all this was about.


I´ll stick to you guys, whatever happens!

Flint Ironwood, being rudely disturbed.

,,Are you the false assassin?" Flint awoke upon hearing the commanding voice. He rolled over in his bed to see who had spoken. It was an Imperial Guard.
,,Oh, great. I didn't know they would take it that personal."
,,Yeah, I am. What do you want?" He asked back.

,,The countess wants to see you, quite some time ago actually." The guard snapped.
Flint now knew he really was in trouble. He dressed up in his full gear just in case and then jumped all the way to the meeting room, entering the place through an open window.
,,Ok, now what is going on? All I was trying to do was prevent this huge brawl, which didn't quite work out. Now why do I have to be pulled out of my bed like that?" He demanded to know. It was then that he realized he wasn't alone.
,,Oh, hi guys."

Rann

He had been about to answer Jonathan, when Flint came through the window. HE used it as an excuse to change the subject.

"Nice of you to join us."

OOC: gotta go to work, so I won't be on again for about seven hours or so.

Flogir

Flogir woke by the arrival of Flint. He was a bit confused on why he was here.

"What are you doing here Flint? This here's for the people that helped out at the fight," he said. But then something dawned on him, "Oh, you were the Dark Brotherhood looking fellow! To tell ya the truth, I thought that would've been very stupid for an assassin to do, announcin' himself like that, but I understand now why ya did it."

Jonathan Constantine

"Humph, sense when did the Dark Brotherhood decide to help out with anything.. Mad cultists.." Jonathan mused dissaprovingly. "I mean, it's not like we didn't need your help but... Odd situations I guess.."

It did perplex him why a Brotherhood member would be so keen to help everyone, much more why he would announce what he was.. "People know his secret now.."

Dalrus, On her way to the Castle


A guard from the court of the countess came to the mages guild and told her she was wanted. Dalrus sighed and walked outside. The cool night air was refreshing from the overly warm inside of the mages guild where one of the alchemist had just made a new potion. Heat always came off from the mixtures and it became stuffy. She got on Ryyden and rode off towards the castle at a quick gallop.

She arrived and gave her reigns to one of the guards. He was about to refuse when he saw what the rider looked like and he blushed when she smiled at him. She walked into the main court of Ariana Valga and gave a respective nod to her. She rolled her eyes when she saw Jonathan and Satyana, and smiled at Rann, Rahvin, Ian, Flint, and Flogir



The Silhouette, Valus Mountains

The Slhouette felt the presence of another skilled warrior enter the mountains. Thousands of warriors were in the hills, however, they were fairly well hidden.

Rendav came to meet this argonian. "What brings you here!" she said sternly

Flint Ironwood, angry.

Flint got a bit angry at that bad. Still, he supposed it could be useful to be seen as an assassin. Rahvin knew of course that he was actually a big wimp but if the real assassin kept his mouth shut, no one would know.
,,What I do and why is my own affair. Now why exactly are we here?"

Green-Root, near Cheydinhall.

The Argonian bowed. ,,I have come to offer my services. This looks like the kind of thing I would want to be a part of. Though why did you come, and not your boss? Does he think it is below him to take care of his bussiness personally?" He said with an evil grin.

Flogir

Upon seeing Dalrus enter the room, Flogir was estatic. "Hooray! Now that everyone is here, we can get things started right?" he asked looking around. He then turned to the Countess. "So are we getting rewards or something? Because if so, I'd rather have some sort of artifact or special object rather than money. I've run into quite a decent amount of that recently."

Seeing the serious expression on the Countess though, he figured that that wasn't the reason for this meeting.

Countess Valga

"We're missing the bosmer, but you all can fill him in when he does arrive." she stated, obviously running out of patience.

"After seing you all work today, I've decided that I want you all to act as a scouting crew to report on some odd happenings around Cheydinhal."

"Before I go on, is there anyone who would like to leave? If so, do it now."

Rann

Rann looked around, hoping that Satyana would leave - he didn't want her getting into any danger, even though her healing abilities would be needed.

Jonathan Constantine

Jonathan fidgeted as if he would leave, after all, he was his own man, not some property of some high and mighty noble to do what she pleases with.

"Hey uh.. Your awesomeness.. is that right? Eh, whatever. I'm not going to lie to you, I was just passing through before this "attack" got me stuck here. It's not that I'm some grand crusader seeking to purge evil from the land, or.." He glanced over at Rann "..Some man in your service. I'm sure that however if some funds were.. ahem, allocated to us, hell me, we'd find this mission a bit more comforting."

He was going to get rich, or die trying, even if that was literal.

Flint Ironwood, where everyone else is.

Flint shook his head.
,,With all due respect, don't you think I'm too old for this? I don't like the sound of odd happenings. We could get killed or something." He complained. He then caught sight of Sathyana and Rann. He'd failed to protect their mother. The Breton shook his head once more.
,,Selie is going to kill me for this."

He took one step forward.
,,I'm in. As long as Brianna's children are involved, I'll look after them."




(I'm off to bed in a while. Feel free to control Flint during the conversation.)

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Ian

Hearing the countess' question Ian replied. "I'm not backing out of this," Then he paused. "Even if I'm getting older, I'm still the same man who walked into these halls nineteen years ago." But Karn doesn't age as fast as me, so what will I do when I'm too old to fight him?

Countess Valga

"Mr. Constantine, the reward should have been assumed. I don't think so highly of myself as to think that people will do things for the sole reason of pleasing me. We will discuss total payment when you return, but how does a down payment of two thousand gold each sound?"

"I appreciate everyone's cooperation in this, though some motives may be more honorable than others."

Jonathan Constantine

"Excuse me Countess, but the day you give up your throne because the de facto emperor tells you too is the day I work for free. Its business." He then stopped a moment to review her offer. Two thousand gold pieces was a pretty price, but if she were offering that much she obviously had quite a bit more held up.. somewhere.

"Here we go, I'll scratch the payment, but if you instate me into your service, and pay me a regular pay, I'll do this.. job.. for you."

"Simple enough, even if the motives not" Jonathan thought and smiled inward, "After all Countess, whats a little job security?"

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Countess Valga

"This employment offer is not permanent. I will not pay you regularly, and I will most certainly not make you a permanent hand. Take the current offer or leave it."

Jonathan Constantine[b]

"My, my Countess you dri--"

Come to me..

"--ve.. a hard.. bargain.. Erhm, fine.. Two thousand gold.. pieces is more then.. enough.." Jonathan was visibly shaken, his body cold and numb. He sat quiet for a moment trying to shake off.. "that voice.."

"Sure thing countess.. I'll go.." For some reason his decision felt right all of a sudden, as though he was being called..

Countess Valga

The countess looked at him quizzically, owndering what brought about the sudden change of heart, but she shrugged it off mentally and nodded.

"I'm glad you find the terms agreeable."

"Now on to business. There have been reports of goblins and other creatures congregating in the wilderness surrounding Cheydinhal. They are mainly reports of overy concerned citizens, but I think that there is more to them than superstition and paranoia, because not one scout that I have sent has returned. I assume that a group such as this will have no trouble in that area, correct? Anyway," she continued, not expecting an actual answer for her question, "I have a feeling that it is a rebellion against the Chancellor, and since he has trouble enough keeping this dying Empire together without an uprising, I want you all to find the leader of this group and bring him to me. Alive if possible, dead if necessary."