Issac

As the blade raised his dai-katana in a chopping motion, Issac backstepped and jumped over the Blade.
He gripped the hilt tightly and made magnificent slice along the guards back, the guard stumbled forward off-balance. But Issac was relentless, as he swept the Blade's legs out from under him, knocking himto the ground.

By then the Palace Guards started to watch with great interest as two other blades, also in full battle armor, joined the fray. With the first one still out, Issac spun and blocked the closest Blade's attack, before rolling to the side to avoid the second's overhand chop. Time for magic, he thought. Gathering his power, Issac began giving ground to the three Blade guards. As he backed toward a staircase, an aura of frost bled from his left hand, and he sliced the air with it.

The palace guards cheered and the Blades struggled to free themselves from their ice-encrusted armor...... That worked rather nicely..... Issac mused. Now I might have to slow down even more for them to attack me in that deadweight they call armor........

Rann

"Funny, I only get the kisses when I lie." he said with a laugh, taking whatever he could to get the subject away from his paper-eating.

Ian

As he approached the bridge to the Imperial City, Ian thought for a moment. Should I meet up with Issac, or should I wait at the Inn on this side of the bridge? He asked himself. Then he shrugged, They should be able to find their way to the palace easily enough, I'll go find Issac. It's been so long since I've seen the boy......

Flogir

"Just you wait, young lad. One day those ladies will catch onto a lie and then you're a goner!" Flogir scolded in an unserious manner. He then turned to his saddlebags and dug around in the contents for a moment. He pulled out a piece of salted beef.

He looked around and shrugged as he took a bite. "Watching Rann eat made me hungry. What?"

Jonathan Constantine

"Yes.. Lies are bad, but sometimes they are a given in some difficult occupations.." Jonathan exclaimed, half way talking about himself, and on the other hand talking about the shadier characters of the party.

Flint Ironwood, Imperial city.

Flint took two more leaps before he landed on the city walls. In the past, he would have been able to jump farther, but no one could escape from time's grip.

The Breton stealthily climbed down and vanished into one of the many alleys.


Green-Root, in the Silhouette's army.
Green-Root was enjoying himself. He'd won a few rounds at the cards and the alcohol he'd managed to consume was quite delicious.

Satyana, a bit behind the others

Satyana was riding on her grand black stallion a bit behind the others, she had clearly felt eerie foulness of the ancient magicka, even though she didn´t really know its origin..

Serene would have known....but she isn´t here...

She was happy to see that Rann obviously succeeded in shielding his mind, even though he sometimes slipped a bit. But she would never reveal anything she would happen to "hear" from him, not unless he wanted it. He was family, in fact the only family she got here and now! She knew what paper ha was reading and then now tried to destroy by eating it, she "heard" him read it and was satisfied that Rahvin finally told the history. She knew it was the truth, it matched perfectly the story Serene had told her, back in Ald´ruhn.

Another thing Serene also told her, was that if she ever happened to find Rahvin, she could regard him as "father" because he was the closest to a father she´d ever get. She was sorry he wasn´t with them, it would have made her feel safer. Now she had to make sure nothing happened to Rann!

She looked at Jonathan again, he really was charming, talking and making jokes....oh how she wished she hadn´t been that shy! She knew now she...liked him..more that perhaps was good for her. She also noticed he had trouble with incoming voices in his head...

Now that could be an opening!!!!

"Jonathan! I would like to speak with you" She said in a soft voice, looking at him with those....eyes

At the same time she glanced at Rann thinking: You could get a kiss from me wether you lie or not, you know, bro!


Brianna, the castle of Dagoth Ur

Brianna Sarethi looked in the mirror, and smiled satisfactory. She was in fact beautiful, Telina had done a great work with her and she felt reborn. Well in fact in more than one way, she still had no memories of the time before she came to this place....

She sighed and collected her things, it was time to leave now, The Voice had told her to go to Cyrodiil, but didn´t tell why....but the urge to follow the command of The Voice was strong..

Brianna put her black cloak tightly around her and started walking....

Ian

As he crossed the bridge, Ian could have sworn he'd seen something sail overhead and dissappear into the city, but decided to discard this. I might as well go to the Palace first and inform Chancelor Ocato that the rest of the group should arrive sometime today......

And maybe Issac will be waiting........


Issac

The remaining two Blades were obviously exhausted from the onslaught of their "sparring" match, they were on their knees gasping for respite. Issac bowed respectfully and the palace guard clapped and cheered to his prowess.
They do seem rather beaten..... Issac thought, and cast his powers to give the Blades enough energy to limp to their beds. "I'm sorry if I tried to hard, brothers." He apologized......

Then out of the corner of his eye, Issac spotted a familiar figure stride up the stairs. the Palace guards all straightened and disperced at Ian's approach. The guard all heard the stories of the Oblivion Crisis, even if they hadn't been here to witness it. Ian had taken part in the battle and had garnered much respect from the guardsmen of the Imperial City.

Issac bowed low, almost parallel to the ground. "Greetings, father, I've missed you." Ian returned the bow, and nodded. "It's alright son, I have missed you in last few days. How have you been?" He shrugged and casually indicated the retreating Blades. "I'm healthy enough to hold my own, but I've been lonely in Vardenfell......

A sorrowful expression crossed Ian's features. "I'm sorry son, but we'll soon have plenty of company." Issac witheld a small grin. Typical Ian, always worrying about me and trying to help me where he can.......

They both walked into the palace, and waited for the doors to open.......

Jonathan Constantine

Jonathan reigned his horse to a slower pace and fell in step with Satyana, "You rang?" He smiled kind of quizically. (sp)

Satyana, smiling and blushing

"Ehh..yes I did" she giggled "I..I think I might be of assistance to you, Jonathan.....I noticed you are bothered with voices invuluntarily getting into your mind? If that is so I...I know how you can block them.. ehh that is if you´re interested" She was blushing heavily now, she did not dare to look at Jonathan, he would obviously notice how embarrassed she was.

Oh he´s so charming.....oh I wish he would care for me.....a tiny bit anyway, I so wish to have a strong handsome man by my side..

Jonathan Constantine

Jonathan clenched his jaw after Satyana had mentioned those damnable voices again.. "Uh.. Well.. If at all possible I would like to keep hearing them. I know that sounds strange but.. Perhaps, just perhaps it will lead to the source.. You know? I've been in.. various situations where sometimes you have to get down with your enemy to beat him." He explained, trying to explain his position. Its not that he necessarily enjoyed the voices, but they did cause bewilderment of a sort.

Besides, he doubted Satyana knew he knew how to block intrusions into his mind, and he smiled lightly when he caught a very feint, portion of her thought. "Thank the spirits for that one... wood elf girl? She taught me a lot about magicka..."

(Did I put serene instead of satyana )

OOC: yup you wrote Serene! hehe that woman surely made some impression huh?

Satyana

Satyana looked at Jonathan now, stroking back her dark hair....

Hmm....ok so he has a point there.....

"Alright then....but anyway, would you like to ride beside me? I´d feel a lot safer if you did...."

Who am I fooling? I´d say I´m attracted to this man...really

Flogir

Flogir rode silently with the rest of the group, taking bites from his salted beef every now and then. He listened to the conversations he deemed interesting to hear for a time, but decided to keep quiet for now.

His concentration layed elsewhere, in the past namely. Since mentioning it, he couldn't rip his mind free of it. The time when the Daedra attacked Kvatch was a very terrible time in his life. He witnessed the death of many of his friends. Most of which he still grieved for when he some time to himself.

After the crisis was resolved, he started to give recognition to the Nive Divines and had his own sort of devotion to them. Many people still spoke of the day the last Septim sacrificed himself in order to defeat Mehrunes Dagon, and that inspired Flogir to express his faith.

Saying a silent prayer to his fallen bretheren, Flogir decided to pray for the safety of this group as well before resuming their journey.

Flint Ironwood, Imperial city.

Just his luck, the Arcane University was closed. Flint shrugged. He performed some of his acrobatics till he'd arrived on a ledge. Carefully opening a small window, he slipped inside and then waited on his ledge for everyone else to arrive.

Ian

The palace was still as devoid of interesting trinkets as it was ninteen years ago. He stole a slight glance at Issac's tall form. He lacked any signs of his childhood hardship, his training (Ian thanked the Gods for that), and any recent Blade assignments.
The boy's been through alot, and he still looks absolutly normal. He thought. But like me his young eyes are already serious and focused, that's my fault though.....

Finally the doors opened and a surprised Chancellor Ocato stood in the doorway. Ocato grinned despite the unexpected arrival. "Ian and Issac, I'm pleased to see that both of you are well." Issac bowed respectfully, "We're honored, sir." "Chancellor Ocato," Ian began. "There are several companions of mine that will be arriving soon, with the graces of Countess Valga of Chorrol." Ocato cocked his head, but nodded. "Very well, my friend. When do you suppose they will arrive?" Ian thought for a moment. "They could be crossing the bridge any moment now......."

Whilst crossing the bridge into the city...

Jonathan Constantine

"Sure thing Satyana, but if beasty looking thing runs up I may have to dart the other way" He joked, and took on a slightly more serious tone, "What do you think is the.. cause of these voices?"

Issac

After a few moments, Chancellor Ocato dismissed them. "I'll let you escort them here then." And Issac followed Ian toward the Talos Plaza District that was the district the the bridge connected to.


OCC: To those who haven't played Oblivion, there is a stable on the City side of the bridge...... But keep an eye on the Orc woman She eats horses

Rann

Rann looked back at Jonathan and his sister, and couldn't help but feel the need to protect her. He and Jonathan would have a talk.

He practiced his mental technique again, but trying to keep the wall up with so many distractions was hard. He had the information his father had given him, his sister's growing relationship with Jonathan, Dalrus's vague signals, and last but not least, a strange voice in his head to think about. It didn't make for great concentration, but he eventually calmed his mental self down enough to keep the wall up.

Soon enough, after reemerging from his deep meditation, he found himself at the stable outside the gates of his favorite city. He let the stablehand take his horse after dismounting and slinging his pack over his shoulder.

"Should we go to the library first, or just take it easy for the night?" he asked, hoping for the latter.

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Nov 18 2006, 06:46 AM

Jonathan Constantine

"I suggest taking it easy.. Of course thats just me.." Jonathan nearly growled at the stable hand we he tried to take the Lila, his horse, away, "I see one scratch..."

He walked over to Rann, after he gave the hand a good talking too, "Rann, I'm not sure what your relationship to Satyana is, but I do sense that you want talk for whatever its worth.."

Rann

Rann pulled Jonathan to the side. "Satyana is my sister, and she obviously likes you, so here's the deal. If you hurt her in any way, be it physically, mentally, or emotionally, you'll wish you were never born. Understood?"

After figuring that his point was well-made, he walked away from Jonathan to rejoin the group.