Dalrus, Smoldering Ruins of Leyawiin


Dalrus was touched that Sodsa wanted to comfort her. "I'm not sure," she said as a tear rolled down her cheek. "I was friends with many of the mages here, this was one of my favorite guild halls" she gave Sodsa a hug. "Thanks for coming, lets go from this place, it speaks of evil." Electricity went from finger to finger as she walked from the guild and out into the open again.

The three sisters inn was down the road. She had been friends with all of them, and she always stayed there. It was one of the largest buildings and she walked towards it

Flint Ironwood

The Breton looked around.
,,Yeah, this place is totally gone." He spoke to Jonathan and then let out a loud curse.
,,Damnit! Ocato gets killed which drags us out of the library. Then, we try to read the book at your dad's place who gets murdered. Frightened by that, we rush over to Leyawiin only to find that we've been wasting time. Is there someone else here who feels like we're hunting decoys instead of reading the damn book and finding out what we're dealing with? Who's got the book now anyway?"

Karn, reporting

As Green-Root departed, Karn strode confidantly toward the Silhouete. He kneeled and produced the Ocato's severed finger, the ring glinted in the light. "The deed is done, my lord." He spoke in a reverant tone.

"I bring news on a....... complication to your cause." And I intend to erase that problem with or without your consent. He thought to himself.

OCC: the "complication" would be the good guys (they did try and interfere with the assassination.......

Flogir

Flogir slowly made his way over to Flint and Jonathan. His mood was definitely displeased and depressed.

"This brings back too many bad memories..." he said softly to the others. He looked around.

"Where are the others?"



Voltar

Voltar looked around at his surroundings indifferently. The raiders had been thorough in their destruction. Whatever compelled them to do so, certainly had quite the appeal. He noticed this since many raiders were strewn across the streets as well as the residents of Leyawiin.

There'll me much to rebuild once we have control of this province, he thought absently, making sure to mask his thoughts.

He kept silent, standing behind Veric as he spoke with the Dunmer. He would only speak if Veric decided to introduce him.

Jonathan

"I'm not sure.." Jonathan clenched his fists in anger, "Bloody hell, what did these people do to deserve this horrid death. For the love of the Nine they were hamster cave executed!" He motioned toward a line of bodies.

Satyana

She noticed Issac´s embarassment and it made her wonder......Could it be possible?...Maybe it could, there was really no other explanation.....but surely a handsome, nice guy like Issac must have had some girlfriends?...Or no?...

"Issac..." she said in a low tender voice, "I´m so cold, please hold me..." She looked at him and as she did her eyes darkened.....

You must stand close to me, Issac, I feel something awkward....

Green-Root, valus mountains.

Green-Root met up with the shadowscales, fifty of them.

,,Take spears. We'll fight where the smoothskins cannot reach us, from below the waves." He ordered and watched with pleasure how the Argonian assassins went to work in a quick and efficient manner.



(Umm, the shadowscales are assassins, right?)

Issac

He heard Satyana ask him to hold her...... But his mind was so muddled and mixed up. Part of him was happy to oblige, but the other part, the part that he liked, the agent part, told him not to do anything foolish.

I want to be in love, but how far I am I willing to go so soon? Issac couldn't think of what to do. Ian loved before, but it didn't work out....... and he was able to just let it go......

He took a deep breath, Ian told me that if I am to love, then I must love carefully and make sure that I remain in control....... I will try not to make those mistakes.... Slowly, tentatively he moved close to Satyana and lightly embraced her. Remain in control even in private. He felt his heart racing....... Am I doing the right thing for both our sakes?

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Satyana

Satyana gave Issac another smile and moved even closer to him. She felt his heart beating hard and strong and as she leant against him....that made her feel warm and comfortable.

Just don´t resist, dearest, we are here and now, and that´s all that matters, we might be dead tomorrow, so why not share some warmth and some love while we can? I´m not pulling you down, I just want to feel.....now! They say my mother once fell in love with...someone who then loved another woman, and mom never stopped loving him, I don´t know if it was my father or Rann´s....or even the other one.....oh it´s so sad, and I won´t let that happen to me....

She gently stroke his chin.....

"Issac...."

I think I love you

[b][u]Sodsa Hekal, surprisedid[b/][u/]
Sodsa raised his arms in surprise and then slowly returned the hug. Sodsa stood there for a second after Dalrus left and looked around. Half wanting to plunder, he didn't know how stable potions were in the face of fire, he shrugged and left. Sodsa looked outside and saw the armory in one direction and then Dalrus in the other.

garg... the divines can't make this easy can they? I need better stuff but i can't let her just wander through a burning city alone

Wanting to help, he trailed behind Dalrus a few paces.

Issac, very uncomfortable

Satyana's voice and touch was enchanting. Issac felt greater warmth envelope him, it felt great, but part of him didn't understand or want to cooperate. What am I doing? It feels so pure, but........ but it feels wrong.

He gripped Satyana a little tighter, regardless to the voice's complaints. What will happen after this though, what lurks beyond this momentary bliss? The voice asked, but it was almost a gasp compared to the howling wind of this feeling. Issac lightly ran his hands through her hair, and he whispered back to 'Tyana. "What is it?"

WHAT WOULD EVERYONE AROUND YOU TWO THINK IF YOU CONTINUE LIKE THIS?! The voice was no longer a weak sound, but instead became a roar that demanded to be heard. Issac shivered at its ferocity, and he flinched. "What are we doing? It came as a gasp, and it was Issac's actual voice....

Dalrus, Leyawiin



Dalrus noticed that Sodsa was following her and smiled. It was kind of him to think of her, however she could take care of herself. 'What a nice man,' she thought. She shot a small bit of weak ice magic on a small fire that was still burning on the rubble. She did this on any fire in her way, except the really large ones. She came to the door of the Three Sister's Lodge and it was bashed in, and the very extravagant hotel had been looted and looted again.

She walked inside and found Rann, and the young man from the councilors chambers talking.



The Silhouette, Valus Mountains


"Wipe out this 'complication' in whatever way you can, I do not care for another nuisance" he said coldly. "It should not be a problem for someone of your 'special abilities.' You will be rewarded greatly for this," he then turned around. "Leave me, I have preparations to make," he then walked further into the cave

Meanwhile the army worked it's way south. Harlun's watch was hopefully wiped out by the werewolf, and Cheydinhal would be caught off guard. No matter, however, the army was large enough to wipe out the city with ease. The city was miles away and they would reach it by nightfall.

Far up north more events were taking place. Tranag, a reaver war chief with a great army, came south. The chief sat upon a great horse and looked down from the Jerall mountains at the sight of Bruma and the surrounding country. The reavers poured down from the mountains and took a small village nestled in the mountains by surprise.


Eurod, Bruma


Eurod had helped the young man from the roof top and the guards escorted the man to jail where he would return all the money with a fine of 50 gold coins.

The jails had been crazy, men shouting to go east, the call was out there once more. Eurod kissed Galadile tenderly and went to get his armor. Suddenly a bloodied guard rode in, and nearly collapsed from his horse. "Sir, attack" he gasped. "Attack, north, reavers," he said. Eurod's eyes widened and he ran to the stables calling all soldiers. The town was suddenly in an uproar as small black dots suddenly appeared on the peaks to the north east.

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Satyana, not understanding...

"Giving each other something .....Oh Issac what are you afraid of??, We aren´t doing anything wrong....on the contrary I´d say, why don´t you just give in....?"


There are so much violence in this world...and this is just the beginning, I can feel an evil breeze, and I don´t think I´ll ever see Chorrol again..or Serene, I...I foresee my own death, so please Issac, show me some love before the evil takes me, will you?

Sodsa Hekal -> i dunno of anything smart to say soo... Leyawiin

Sodsa saw Dalrus's spells and half joked "hmph show-off." Sodsa made it to the Three Sister's Inn and saw that there were already people. He came up behind Dalrus, "So we missed the party?"

Issac, pondering

Though he had regained control of himself, Issac still held Satyana. He closed his eyes tightly and struggled with his mind. "Satyana......... I'm very fond of you." Issac didn't dare use any other word.

"I want to be with you as much as you want to be with me." He opened his eyes and managed to read some of her features. She's worried, frightened........ could it be that she thinks........ His thought ended there when he realized he'd discovered the source, or at least part of the source. The warmth deminished greatly, and he felt cold despite 'Tyana being in his arms.

"You think your going to die?" Issac asked, surprise and confusion mingled within his voice. He stared at her, waiting for a responce......

The Wandering Sage, Imperial City

She materialized in the Market District, and released the breath sheid been holding. Excellent, the city hasn't been attacked yet, so I might be able to do some good....... The mage strode through the diserted streets, when she noticed the Black Hourse Courior on the wall.



The woman reread the headline, and sank to her knees. Her hood fell back and her grey hair flowed in the breeze. What has happened?

Karn, very satisfied

The dunmer ninja rose as muttered. "By your will." His voice embodied all the sincerity of an ideal servant, but then he just got what he wanted. Now, He turned and glanced at the various groups scattered throughout the camp. I should probably take a mixed group....... Orc babarians, goblins to tire them out....... and bandit archers. Thaose are the tools I'll need.

Karn gathered up several small groups, nothing substancial enough to hinder the Silhouete's numbers, but enough to insure victory. He stood on a mound before his tiny force. "Servants of the Silhouete, our lord has given us a most important assignment. We must root out a group of individuels that might oppose and threaten our conquest." His voice rang in the ears of every warrior.

"You are all currently under my command during this task, there will be no questioning orders. No loopholes, no misinterpretations, and no treachery. You may loot the infidels when they lie dead, but then we shall return to the main force to continue where we left off." Karn looked gleefully at the sixty-three goblins, twenty orcs, and thirty-five bandits that he had at his disposal.

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Jonathan

Jonathan followed closely behind Sodsa and Dalrus in an attempt to meet up with the rest of the party. He watched her blast out a fire.

"Dalrus, I'd rather you not do that. Putting out the fire you know? Only thing keeping this blasted city from becoming one huge beacon of disease are those flames."

While in the building he managed to raid a liquor cabinet, taking a bottle of vile smelling liquid and chugging a third of the bottle. After wiping his mouth he pulled up a chair backwards and sat facing the group.

"Not a sign of life anywhere.. Odd we didn't see refugee columns heading towards the Imperial City though." He practiced creating flames in his hand, attempting actually make something of his skill. He was failing miserably.

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Flint Ironwood, Leyawiin.

Flint was sitting in a corner of the inn, rapidly applying stitches to a still shapeless mass of brown fabric. He looked up when Dalrus and Sodsa arrived, his hand trailing near his blades for just a moment. He smiled and nodded.
,,Ah, Sodsa. I was just about to go look for you. Could you try this on please?" The Breton asked and applied the last few stitches. He then approached the Bosmer with his bundle.

,,I'm not sure if you want this but seeing how you got pretty beat up back in Chorrol, I figured you would like some glass armour. The glass is beneath the outer layer so you don't act like a beacon to every bandit with dreams of riches." He explained and held his creation out in front of him.
,,So, wanna see if it fits?"



(If you don't want it, the armour simply won't fit. )



Green-Root, approaching Cyrodiil city.
The air was devoid of sounds. Still, a few fires lingered in the city though the guards had managed to bring the situation back under control. That would not last, though. If anyone would stare into the water, he or she would see a dark mass of shapes flying through the water. Fish, or something more evil?

The Argonians slid through the water with the grace of their kind.
,,Group one starts from the left. Group two from the right, Group three waits here and sinks any ship that tries to escape. Don't engage the sailors in battle, poke the hull a few times and move on." Green-Root ordered in the secret tongue Argonians used underwater.

He himself joined group one. The Shadowscales swept from ship to ship like an unseen plague, drilling holes into the hulls with their spears. The fleet would have been a formidable force against any foe above the waves, yet underneath it, this very same fleet was completely helpless and at the mercy of the Argonians. A mercy they did not receive.

Several ships tried to escape, none made it in the end. People splashed into the lake, a lake that soon took on the crimson colour of red as an aquatic battle begun between the Argonians and the sailors. Unused to fighting in this environment, the resistance was practically nonexistent. Finally, two hours after their bloody work began, the Shadowscales returned to their master.



Unknown man, near Bravil (too balance out things. Those pirates need to be stopped permanently)

The pirate captain took a healthy amount of Sujamma. The repairs had gone faster than expected. Just a few more minutes, and they would strike Bravil. He smiled at the thought of screams, blood and loot.
,,Sir! Sir!" One pirate suddenly shouted from the mast. The captain grumbled.
,,What is it, you landlubber?"
,,A robed man is standing on the water in front of us!"

The captain moved to the bow. Indeed, a man dressed in a brown robe stood on the surface of the water, his face hidden in the shadows of his cloak, gloved hands casually gripping a black staf emitting an ominous red hue. The captain was surprised at seeing someone standing on the water, obviously thinking he could stop them.
,,Ha, so some of those damn mages survived our slaughter of Leyawiin! Did you come to join your friends?" The Captain shouted down at the robed man.

The robed man raised his hand and removed the cloak, causing gasps and screams of utter fear all around. With a bony grin, he raised his free hand towards the ship.
,,Alcohol is bad for your liver but good for fire. Burn as you burned Leyawiin, monsters." The man spoke and launched a single fireball at the ship's hold where a large collection of alcoholic beverages was stored. Within minutes, the ship burned down completely, its crew unable to escape thanks to the paralysis put on them. With his deed done, the man turned around and slowly walked back into the forest.
,,Now, back to my original task. Where are you, Selina?"



(I'll post him in the character thread. Veterans from the first rp might recognize him already. Slow as a mudcrab, enough firepower to keep up with Death.)

Satyana, with Issac

"Yes! I feel evil and threat, but not from you of course! From......from the man talking to Rann...I don´t know who he is but I fear him! Maybe you shold not stay around me much longer....you may be in danger by just being near me.....but how I want you to stay close!!" Her last sentence was a cry!

Oh good Azura, please let me be with Issac..now that I´ve found someone to love and who cares for me, don´t let me die!

Issac, sympathetic

The man who was talking to Rann? The politician? He was somewhat suspicious..... He came in and began to talk about revolution and large-scale change........ Issac knew from the start that the man was probably untrustworthy, but this was something different altogether.

He looked down at Satyana, and smiled, decision made. Issac held her close and spoke comfortingly. "Calm down, 'Tyana." He stroked her hair and whispered to in her ear. "I love you, and I'll do all I can to keep you safe."

Issac lifted her chin with his hand and kissed her on the lips...... This could lead to my death, or it might not, either way I know that her life is more important....... somehow. And I hope Ian will understand why I'm doing this.....

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Satyana, happy despite the situation

She kissed him back, deeply, and felt a moment of total happiness and warmth. She clung to him if she would never let go of him and managed to forget the danger and threat.....if it hadn´t been for Rann and the danger he was in she would have been completely satisfied.

"Issac, we have tobe watchful, not let that man know we suspect him....I know of some really good spells that can come in handy, but now let´s continue where we were!"

She then kissed him again.....and again