Rann

"Mules are slow, but faster than walking. Your choice, I guess."

Jonathan Constantine

"compassion.." Jonathan dropped his pack and ran back into town. "I can't believe I forgot to pick up Lila.." He raced back through the streets and found the stable where he commited his horse.

After negotiating an outragous price, Jonathan got his horse back and galloped back to the party.

"Sorry about that.." He patted Lila's neck, "Couldn't leave my girl."

Flint Ironwood, gate.

Flint shrugged. ,,I sold my horse. Guess I'll just go back to the old walk and jump routine." He said and drew his cloak around him a bit tighter.
,,Well then, shall we be on our way?"

Flogir

Flogir rushed back to the Lokken stables to retrieve his mule. Cursing under his breath for all ready expecting that answer and not acting on it till now.

Within minutes Flogir was back atop his mule. With a saddlebag full of extra food and potions for injuries and diseases.

"Well I'm ready, I figure we'll catch up to Dalrus quickly," he said hopefully.

Rann

"Off we go, then." he said, urging his horse to go on. He galloped on ahead of the others until he met up with Dalrus, who was sitting atop her horse, waiting for something.

"Waiting for us?" he asked as he pulled up beside her.

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Flint Ironwood, strolling along.

Flint, being on foot, caught up a bit later.
,,Good evening." Was all he said before diverting his attention to their surroundings. That odd feeling trying to pull him to the east had returned.

Dalrus, Near Chorrol


"Yeah, i left to quickly, to...get some fresh air and realized you guys weren't behind me," she said embarrased to rann.. "There is apparently a bear on the road, and the guard wont let us through," she said rolling her eyes. "So is the rest of the group coming" she said looking ran in the eyes

Rann

"Well you left this." he said, tossing her the pack that she never stayed around to recieve. "It's got some food and water, as well as the two thousand."

Flogir

Flogir rode in the middle of the pack, keeping to himself for now. He didn't necessarily feel like talking at the moment, as the booze had made him quite tired.

Yawning widely, Flogir tried to shift himself into a comfortable position. Turning towards his nearest neighbour, he asked them to wake him should the need arrive.

After that he closed his eyes and tried to doze off.

Dalrus, Chorrol-Imperial City road


"Thanks," she said smiling at rann. He was a nice guy, and seemed very honest, something she had not seen with any of the guys she had met, except maybe her dead boy friend. She looked over and rolled her eyes, not because of rann but because she was starting to like him. She thought to herself 'how petty can I be, I should get to know people before liking them.' Jonathan had turned his back on her and she scowled when she saw him.



The Silhouette, Valus Mountains

Come now, to the east!
his voice once again rang out calling those who were evil. His power was growing, things were not right and people were becoming uneasy. The mountains became, darker, sunlight seemed to fade away under the increasing clouds. The Silhouette returned, to an ancient tower up in the highest peaks of the velothi mountains. He was becoming stronger, things were not right in he area. Wild orcs had begun coming out of the mountains, burning villages in morrowind, the house of dres, composed of a council of vampires, seemed to be disputing retaliation against the orcs, which most of the other houses agreed to.

"I suppose the Silhouette is not meeting you for his own reasons" she said to the argonian "and I would have no idea what those reasons are. We know not his name and we know not his reasons for anything" she said to the argonian.

Flint Ironwood, surprised.

Flint's eyes shot to the east.
,,There it is again. I overheard some of the guards back in town. They said that the prisoners had gone mad, screaming that a voice told them to go to the east." He spoke carefully.
,,I personally feel the same pull but I don't hear a voice. Maybe I'm not susceptible enough. Still, what if I go mad? I suggest you guys keep an eye on me in case I go crazy."


Green-Root.

The Argonian showed his wicked grin once more.
,,Then you don't know a lot. Now am I hired?"

Rann

Dalrus's smile had thrown off his concentration enough to break down the mental barrier he had been putting up. It wasn't as if his concentration was that strong anyway.

"I heard it that time." he commented.

Dalrus, Chorrol-IC road


Dalrus noticed the change in everyone and felt some power from the east as well. Something was not right. "Flint, i will watch do not worry, if you start to go crazy i will feel it." she said assuring him. "We have a whole day ahead of us and we should be in the city within at least twelve hours" she said to no one in particular.


The Silhouette, Valus Mountains


"Yes, you can be a part of us" she said to the argonian. "My name is rendav, i am the leader of the black bow bandits, and mouth of the Silhouette."

The Silhouette stood looking over Cyrodiil once more. To his back a burning city of Morrowind, recently raided, to his front, lush green lands. Goblins by the thousands were pouring in and most of the major tribes had now come.

Ian, making his own way to the Imperial City

Ian rushed through the forest between Chorrol and the Imperial city. He wished he could travel as fast as karn, who could move so fast he dissappeared, ian however could only become a blur. Of course I'm not an elf, now am I? He thought wryly. As he leapt over a stream he halted. "Come to the East?"

Ian paused, this voice is getting on my nerves. he thought angerly. But I can't be the only one hearing it, so could it be that anyone with a small bit of evil in them hears this voice? This prospect troubled him. Only something of great power could cast this message over Tamriel.....

Karn

The Valus Mountains were huge, but Karn picked his way through the brush steadily. The voice is strong and it has to be a vile creature to affect things from such a distance...... I can't wait to find its source.

As he topped the next rise he beheld an unexpected sight, as far as the could see, there were beings who felt the voice's touch. With the shock gone, Karn smirked. This will be very enjoyable.

As he walked into the mob of goblins, bandits, man, and mer, an Agronian and Orc female were conversing and Karn decided to investigate.......

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Sodsa Hekal A bit behind on things
ooc: I'm going to say what he did with Jonathan and then blank out, and coming back at the present time.

Sodsa smiled at Jonathan's joke and more or less collapsed on the bed in the room. No sooner had Jonathan left the room, Sodsa passed out from loss of blood.

Sodsa opened his eyes and stood up, but he was no longer in the castle, well, sort-of. Sodsa turned around only to see everything but the bed he was in burning, the castle was razed, along with everything else for the most part, save a shack or two. The whole horizon was on fire, as far as the eye could see and an ebony tower the almost touched the sky was in the place of the once righteous white gold tower that stood in the imperial city. As Sodsa walked through the dream world he saw the faces of many friends and some of those that he met recently. There was a laugh from a clocked figure perched on one of the buildings and after it started to turn away, Sodsa felt as if his body was on fire, then everything flashed, and went black.*

Sodsa sat up in the bed in a cold sweat. "What in Oblivion was that? Literally." Sodsa muttered and raised his arm to wipe the sweat and hair from his eyes, forgetting that that was his wounded arm. Sodsa grunted and did the job with his other one. "Not as bad but it still hurts."

Sodsa swung his legs off the bed and walked through the remotely empty castle. He saw a lady walking down the hall and he reach to touch her, "Excuse me Miss I-" Before he could say any more two guards tackled him when he touched the lady. "Blast, the Hell was that fo-"

"Shut it Bosmer, and never touch the Countess again."

Sodsa cursed himself. "The Countess, My apologies, I was wondering what happened, and if we won."

The Countess almost smiled and signaled the guards off of him. "I see, you must be the missing warrior that helped save the town. I just send the others on a mission to stop the evil in the east. They should be outside the town by now, you had best hurry up."

Sodsa stood up and brushed himself off, "My apologies again, Well i think i'll take my leave now, Chao." Sodsa bowed and took a few steps back before turning and headed to the front gate of the town.

*ooc: Okay... yeah sorry for the long post, wanted to get back into the loop.... anyways, about the dream. For those of you that arn't into time gazing, farseeing, whatever the heck you want to call it, what people see isn't necessarily what is going to happen, so please don't flame me on saying all you peeps will die... well, i've talked enough

edit: the thingy on the building,

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Flogir, dreaming

A black miasma enveloped Flogir's vision. It felt bitterly cold and barren in the darkness when suddenly two shafts of light erupted in his mind's eye. Only these shafts of light were far from inviting. They were a bright, but deep purple colour, shaped so that Flogir percieved them to be quite menacing. "Come to the east!" it whispered in a voice that sounded much like a hiss. The only thing was that it was so loud that Flogir thought his ears would explode. "Come to the east!"

Flogir shuddered in his mule and woke.

"By the Divines!" he said in a shocked whisper, and nearly fell from his mule.

Suddenly, Flogir decided he didn't need to sleep anymore.

Jonathan Constantine

Jonathan did notice the scowl, and thought about returning one of his own. "Hmph, I only said hello to Satyana.. By the nine.. Sure she's something to look at but jeeze, if she's that afraid that I would go behind her back.." He did manage a look at Satyana, she appeared delved into her own thoughts. "Well, thats fine.. I suppose"

Jonathan was about to say something to Flogir, when he heard the voice again.. He felt the chill as he did earlier, but resisted it much better. However it seemed to have affected Flogir as well and he held a hand out to steady the Nord.

"You too, eh?" Jonathan said, glancing at Dalrus again.

Dalrus, Road to the Imperial City


Dalrus thought a lot about the goings on, and about Jonathan. He had obviously looked at Satyana in an interested way, though it was half Satyana's fault and Dalrus knew that Yana was definitely interested. Dalrus rode next to Jonathan, though she still looked at Rann as she was riding. "Hey Jonathan," she tried to say as normally as possible. Dalrus also realized they never said they were officially going out so she was being unfair to him.

Flogir

"Thanks," Flogir said to Jonathan, "Whatever is doing that must be getting quite powerful if it's affecting me. I consider myself a nice guy!"

He didn't know if his quip would lighten the mood or not but it was worth a try. He noticed that Dalrus was initiating a conversation with Jonathan, and judging by her expression, Flogir thought it was meant to be a private one.

"I'll just excuse myself," he said to the two before pushing his mule up ahead of them. Maybe he would talk with Rann a bit.

Ian, outskirts of Lake Rumare

He took another bounding leap and passed through the treeling. Ian beheld the granduer of the Imperial City. It was built like a clock each arranged around a single huge tower, White Gold Tower, The Imperial Palace.
The entire city was situated on an island in the center of Lake Rumare. The only way to enter the city (aside from swimming) was the long bridge that connected City Isle with the rest of Cyrodiil. In terms of military tactics, it was a steel nut. The guard could hold off a powerful army for months before the walls were breached.
Ian closed his eyes and reached out to his surroundings. Ah, there almost here. i might have a few hours before they arrive. Then he searched the city for one mind in particular. Issac..... He called out.