Flogir

"Let's just say interesting company can be found at the Bloated Float. It'll be fun, don't worry," Flogir said reassuredly.

"Though I would watch your coinpurses until we get to it, the Waterfront does tend to have a few pickpockets..." Flogir said, feeling like that should be added. He did come into a large sum of gold recently and certainly didn't feel like losing it.

He followed closely behind Jonathan, waving a greeting to Ian as he passed.

Ian

In answer to the Nord's friendly wave Ian nodded, and began to follow them to the Waterfront.


Issac

Issac almost grinned, Ian's always like that when on official affairs. I probably look incredible relaxed compared to father.

Sodsa Hekal, goin to the waterfront

Sodsa followed the group as they went to the Waterfront. Sodsa passed a hand through his hair and looked at the people.

Geeze, what am i doing here? I don't know these people. blast, i don't even know what i'm suppose to be doing here. I should just get on with my life.

Sodsa unintentionally let a bit more of a gap grow between him and the group. Sodsa placed his hands in his pants pockets and went through a mental inventory of his items. "Better look through everything when we get to the boat." Sodsa muttered under his breath. As Sodsa was doing this task, the gap slowing became more evident.

Rann

Rann rather enjoyed the Waterfront district, which is why he recommended the place. He had a rather enjoyable stay there in his teens, living with none other than Sel. He actually hoped to get Satyana over to his house to meet him without having the whole group following. Sel was a recluse when it came to his heroic deeds. Rann thought he was much too modest, but he still respected his wishes.

"Let's go then." he insisted as he walked at a brisk pace ahead of the group.

Jonathan Constantine

Jonathan had his own reasons for wishing to go back to the waterfront district. Shortly before he arrived in Bruma he had a deal involving the illicit selling of moon sugar gone sour, and the man in charge of it was thought to be hanging out in the Imperial City.

"Good place to start looking."

"So Rann, you appear to know this place well. Got much history here, aye?" Jonathan asked attempting to keep pace with Rann, but failing.

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OOC: Sorry Minkey, been so busy with school lately (unusual long days with a lot of work) so haven't had much time...

Ayesha
Near Chorrol

Ayesha looked up at the kind woman who was now offering her bread and some water, only moments after she wanted her dead. Such a gesture was rare as the only real kind person in her life was her mother.

Ayesha dropped the bow to the ground and accepted the bread and water.

"My name is Ayesha and thank you for being so kind" Ayesha replied to the woman with a grateful nod before getting up, but choose not to get on the horse.

Flint Ironwood, with the group.

Flint was walking along silently. In the meantime, he kept an eye out for any unsavory types. One of those types caught his attention as he was sneaking up towards the back of the group's Bosmer companion. Flint shot a sharp look at the man to tell him to back off, letting his hand hover near the hilt of his katana. The man left rapidly.

The Breton slowed down till he was walking beside Sodsa. ,,Anything on your mind, my friend?"

Dalrus, Waterfront


Three years

she thought to herself as she looked at the Imperial City. It had been quite a while since she had been there and especially the waterfront district. She had been forbidden to go there by her snobby rich father and she only had been there once or twice. It was simple there, though dangerous at the same time. She needn't worry about safty, however, as she was now nearly a expert of destruction. She walked over to Rann.

"The bloated float? I suppose we could stay there, however, with the reward money we could practically buy out the Tiber Septim hotel," she said to him. She then realized it was probably not cost that was forcing them to stay there, Rann wanted something or someone. "However, I suppose there are plenty of things for us to spend the money on," she said sincerely.



The Silhouette, Valus Mountains


"Prepare for war" he said in his whispering, booming, eerie voice. "Yes sir," replied a dark brotherhood assassin. The assassin walked out of the Silhouette's presence and shouted. "Assemble you rats!" to the enormous army. Thousands upon from all over Tamriel. "Raiders go now, burn villages," shouted the assassin. Durzog riders by the hundreds poured out of the mountains and onto an unsuspecting Cyrodiil. Crime had virtually come to a standstill in most of Tamriel, evil was all in the mountains.

Satyana


Satyana had some problems following her brother, he was really walking fast....

"Hey Rann, wait for me, I don´t know this place and I´m not keen on being left behind!"

She looked around seeing the others kind of following as well..
"Where are we heading?" she said in a low voice to Rann as she caught up with him..


Brianna, outside Chorrol

"Ah" she smiled at Ayesha "No poblem, you looked so hungry and desperate so....but why don´t you get on the horse? I can sit behind you, it will take us to Chorrol faster"

Brianna offered her hand to Ayesha


OOC: np fuzzy....been quite busy myself!

Issac

Almost effortlessly matching pace with the Dunmer, Issac grinned, eager to gain some insight into this rather rag-tag band's members. The young Nordic girl whispered something to the Dunmer that even Issac couldn't hear.

Finally he decided to speak. "Greetings, friends!"

Karn

A man in Dark Brotherhood armor addressed the army, and ordered them to attack the nearby cities. The huge mob began to form smaller groups to assualt each city. After thinking for a moment, Karn decided to join the mass attacking Chedinhal...... This is going to be exciting.... He grinned malicously and began to take lead of the group.....

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Flogir

Flogir had been too preoccupied with dropping off his mule and thinking about the Bloated Float that he only realized the new member of the party when they greeted themself.

"Greetings! I'm Flogir the Nord, though I've lived in Cyrodiil all my life. Who might you be?" he asked, offering his hand to the Altmer.

Issac

Issac shook the Nord's hand. "My name's Issac, I've been all over tamriel, but I love Cyrodiil more than any other province!"

Ian

Ian watched as Issac melted into the group with great ease. But he reserved his judgement, these weren't enemies, and he was still young. So he decided to let the boy enjoy the new company. Though he remained in the middle og the parade that the group had become.

Sodsa Hekal WaterFront

Sodas looked up in surprise at Flint, "Huwha?" Sodsa pushed a hand though his hair, "Nothin really, just making a mental list of what to check for when we get to the boat, i want to know what was stolen. I don't really like these places, these types are worthless. Instead of working their arses off to get a reputable job in life, then work their arses off to get caught and thrown in prison." Sodsa shook his head, "But enogh of that, I don't think I ever caught your name, I'm Sodsa Hekal."

ooc: Sorry for not getting on, I acquired Final Fantasy 12, its beautiful IMO,.

He had been whistling a merry tune, but stopped as Dalrus approached.

"Why would you want to stay at the Tiber Septim anyway? Just a bunch of rich bastardes trying to impress each other. The Bloated Float is more my speed. They may not always be the most respectable people, but they're not pretentious." he answered.




"Bloated Float." he answered. "Boat that's a tavern. Pretty...interesting place. After that, I guess we can head on to the Library and research that word."

OOC: They aren't attacking the cities, it is just goblin raiders, the army is huge though not stupid enough to divide. The official attack has not yet begun

Dalrus, Waterfront

"Well I respect that, I never got along with rich types, odd since my father was so rich. However, they are so...fake, for lack of a better word." she said to him in an agreeing manner. "The Bloated Float it is then!" she said enthusiatically.


The Silhouette, Valus Mountains

"Sir the lord wishes for your presence," an imperial with many missing teeth said to Karn.

Flint Ironwood, with Sodsa.

Flint made a little bow. ,,Flint Ironwood, from North Point." He said with a simple smile.
,,The point with these types is not that they're trying to get into jail. They just lack the right skills and some proper sense. Not to mention a quick escape route. Whatever. I'll see to it that no one mugs you and you see to it that no one mugs me. So, what do you say?" He then proposed, extending his hand.

Green-Root, the army.

Green-Root watched the goblins leave.
,,Darn critters. They'll leave nothing to plunder." He thought bitterly yet he remained where he was. These were simply fodder for the enemies' blades. He would wait till the core of the army began its move.

Flogir

Flogir smiled at the youth's energy. It was refreshing considering most of the group consisted of the paranoid or introverted type.

"Good choice, lad! Though, how come you've been all over Tamriel? You still look like a young one to me!" Flogir exclaimed chuckling.

He kept pace with the majority of the group heading to the Bloated Float while speaking with Issac.

Jonathan Constantine

"Huh, Tamriel.." Jonathan drew a slight grin on his face, "Suppose you've got a network of contacts then?"

The cogs in Jonathan's mind began to turn, the thought of befriending both of these individuals seemed quite compelling at the moment..

"The names Jonathan Constantine" He said towards the new guy.

Issac

"Well, I'm a 'private contracter' like my father, Ian." He informed the two men. "So what are your proffesions?"

Karn

A rather beaten-up Imperial saddled up to Karn. "The lord requests your presence." For a moment Karn considered ignoring him and plundering alongside the goblins, but thought better of it.
"Fine, take me to this 'master' of yours.". And he began to follow the messanger.

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Rann

"So what was your father? A merchant? Politician?" he asked.