Issac, amused

After so much silence, when Rann suddenly got tongue-tied as Dalrus showed up, Issac grinned in amusement. But he made sure Rann didn't see it, though Satyana was a different story. In truth, Issac had only vaguely been aware of Dalrus' absence, but he hadn't said anything at all.......

Better to remain silent, then say something halfway. He repeated the saying in his head. Issac studied the darkening sky. "We should probably find someplace to camp before it gets too dark....."

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Fervus, Bruma.

Fervus nodded from behind his hood.
,,I'd be most pleased with a closed room. No windows. There are some matters concerning....personal health I need to take care of. And Í'll come with you to Cyrodiil. Perhaps a wagon can be arranged? I hate to admit it, but I'm rather slow on foot."


Once he had locked the door to the room he'd been given, the Lich removed his robe and started the painstaking task of maintaining his skeletal frame. One of the disadvantages of undeath was lack of natural healing. Through common use, his bones would develop tiny cracks that needed to be fixed before they grew too big.

Ian, dojo

The meeting lasted for two hours as Ian presented the recent developments (most of which the sensei already knew through their contacts), and the sensei debating on the matter. But the Imperial waited patiently throughout the entire process.

Finally he was asked to leave the chambers as they made their final decisions. Ian bowed and silently exited through the sliding door. So....... either they approve sending the oldest apprentices and most of teh senei, or they turn me down outright.......
He stood on the battlements, watching the apprentices spar and train their various skills. The most advanced were training with actual weapons, the mid-level were locked in melee combat with their peers, and the newest trainees were sitting on mats watching the older students, studying their styles.

Suddenly there was a whistling sound and Ian reacted instinctively. He jumped back and grabbed the throwing knife that had been aimed at him. Ian turned toward the thrower, Rahk-Vir, who chuckled. "Not bad for a non-vampire who relies on luck."

In responce, Ian threw the knife right back, but as expected it didn't hit its target. Rahk-Vir simply caught it out of the air, and put it back into his pouch. "I've already put in my vote on this matter, now we must wait for the rest to decide."
Ian didn't need to ask what the Khajiit wanted. He wordlessly strode to the nearest unoccupied platform, and waited for the vampire to arrive. When they were both in their fighting positions, a small group of apprentices had formed a circle aroung the arena.

"Let's see how you've really fared in the outside world." Rahk-Vir growled. The Imperial didn't reply, but instead leapt for ward and summoned his bound daggers. Landing infront of the Khajiit, he thrust one dagger at his chest and slashed at Rahk-Vir's throat with the other.
His opponent bared his teeth, and swatted aside the dagger aimed at his chest. Then he jumped high into the air, but that meant the second dagger sliced through his legs. Rahk-Vir flipped and landed in a crouch on the other side of the mat.

"Not bad, but you can't beat me." The khajiit jumped forward faster then Ian could move and slashed at him with his claws. The claws cut through the areas between the glass plating and left a ragged hole below the breastplate. He staggered back and glanced down at his wound.

It was bleeding steadily, but the wound wasn't particularly life-threatening. Still in sparring rules, an attack like that was considered lethal. So I lost, at least I did so without dishonoring myself.... Rahk-Vir licked Ian's blood off his claws. "Good fight, you've improved since you left." Then he glanced at the Imperial's chest. "You'd best get to a healer quickly, and there might be a possibility that you'll contract Vampirism....."

With that he turned and left, the students seemed amazed by the spectacle, Rahk-Vir had moved faster then they could see, but the outsider had deflected some of the attack. That was impressive, and they knew he had comne to rally them to a cause of defending Cyrodiil.

Ian watched Rahk-Vir leave, and looked back down at his wound. No, I think I'll just heal it, because I just found a tool to kill Karn with........

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OOC: Ok now Serene is really sour......at Rann...but of course she loves him deeply despite their disagreement


Serene, annoyed at Rann not to speak about Karn!

Rann!!! Damn you, grow up!!! For your father´s sake if nothinbg else, stop acting like a child, you put your sister in danger don´t you see? Evil is nearer than you think, but you´re just concerned about me wanting to be a bit hidden! You fool!!! Issac is acting far more mature.....thank heavens that Tyana have him around...and Jonathan!

She then took in Karn´s message and froze.....so that´s it ...well if he wanted war he´d get it. She cast a chameleon spell on herself and then appeared as an old beggar.....she covered her eyes with a blindfold, not to reveal herself.

Ok Karn....so you discovered me.....rest assure you´ll have to deal with me if you do anything that annoys me

She sneaked back into the group....just walking among them again as if nothing had happened.....but being extremely watchful...


Satyana

She felt so bad about Rann´s and Serene´s disagreement, why did he have to be so rude and angry? Well of course sh could take good care of herself but it still felt quite ok to have Serene lurking in the back! Ah yes...he felt bad about Serene wanting to hide from her and wanting him to take part in it..ohhhh myy...he really was protective towards her....poor Rann....

She quickly ran to him and hugged him hard....

"Rann......please, hug me, love me, be a sweetie!"


Brianna

It felt good to be on the road again....despite the mission. She really did not want to find that evil offspring of hers, but if Rahvin and Sadril found it ok ...then she had to follow.

What she really wanted was to meet her other two children!

"Rahvin....tell me about our son!"

Karn, near the group

He watched as Serene moved deeper into the group, and felt utterly satisfied when she replied to his threats. Oh, I never thought otherwise, I intend to illiminate everyone here. He shot back.

He turned to his bandits. "Regroup with the others, We'll attack in full force later on." They all nodded and shrank back into the foliage. Karn returned his attention to the group, and he continued to study them as they went along.

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Serene

This was a real threat....no time for childish behaviour anymore...she focussed hard, there might be some real nastiness here. She wouldn´t hesitate to use the final spell on that Karn.....no way not at all. SShe´d do what was needed to protect these people.....and that´s final!

Jonathan

Jonathan was a bit perturbed that Rann ignored him so, but it was useless to be angry with someone so head strong. He noticed Dalrus return to the party.

"Why hello Dalrus.." He stopped a smiled when he noticed a few flower heads sticking out of her pack, "Into alchemy eh? I actually know a fair bit about it.. Went through a.. err.. Nature stage, I guess.."

Issac

Things are almost a constant blur now..... Issac thought as Satyana hugged Rann, and Johnathan tried to start a conversation with Dalrus. Though the former was more desirable of attention, he decided to give Satyana the benefit of the doubt on her actions. Just as she did with me.....

So he stayed uninvolved with the above mentioned events. And he found himself riding beside Serene, dressed as a begger. Maybe Rann has a point and this woman is slightly paranoid...... No, Issac had a feeling that something was going to snap soon.

"So whatever happened to my father's robes?" He asked Serene.

Ian, dicision made....

In his private quarters, Ian looked at himself. His bare chest had many scars from past battles, and now he had five new ones to add to his collection of personal injuries. So, I'm going to turn myself into the same things I've killed before, just so I can kill one mer......

He realized that looking at it in that way made it sound like insanity. I won't be a monster if I don't allow myself. The Imperial reasoned, I've known plenty of vampires: Hessildor (sp.), Vicente, Seridur.....

Out of those few he'd known only one had been particularly noble. Count Hessildor protected Skingrad because it was his city, but he was true to his subjects. Vicente Valtiere had been a murderer, a Dark Brotherhood assassin, but he controlled his bloodlust for his 'family's sake. Seridur had been a tyrant through and through, posing as a vampire-hunter when in fact he was one. He'd made a positive public image of himself, but had minipulated the people of the Imperial City....... Seridur had even killed Roland's wife and framed Roland, nearly ruining his life.

Out of the three Ian would strive to be like Hessildor, an up-right noble person, who juggled vampirism's affictions and his past life. But this will take some getting used to..... He thought, feeling a muffled urge as the disease continued to take effect. A lot of getting used to.....

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Dalrus, Walking with the group


"Really?" She was quite surprised. "You never seemed like the type that would be...well into magic of any sorts. I am really just a journeywoman in alchemy, but i find it very...serene," she said looking through the different flowers. She took off her long sleeved blouse and pushed the hair out of her eyes. The firey emerald green of her eyes seemed to be extra bright in the sun. Her shirt was slightly revealing, though it was too hot to wear her normal attire. "It is really hot here" she said gesturing towards the noon sun which beat down upon them.

The Wandering Sage, the Great Forest

While the other mages ate, talked, and worked at their tasks, the Altmer sage sat silently on a tree stump. A few days ago she'd felt the evil presense in the east. Cheydinhal was attacked..... After feeling the threat she had spent as much time as she could studying whatever was causing these events.

I hope you two are all right..... She thought to herself, remembering her two close friends.

Satyana

She continued to stay pretty close to Issac.....for the best she thought. Rann would probably be in a better mood later. It was hot, the sun was in zenit, she wanted to take off some of her clothes, like Dalrus...but she wasn´t sure she had enough courage to do it with all those men around! Dalrus never cared if she showed too much of herself but Satyana was more shy...now if it had been just Issac and herself! Then she´d gladly taken off all her clothes! She blushed when thinking of it.....

Rann would probably be angry with me if I start undressing!

She took off her cloak anyway and put it in front of her on the horse. Her white shirt was thin...too thin really, she felt a bit embarrassed it stuck really tight to her body, not leaving too much of imagination left....

Oh heck..let them look then, I´m not ashamed....of my body

Anyway she moved even closer towards Issac...just for safety...


Serene

"Your father´s robe is...what I´m wearing....even if you maybe don´t recognise it" Serene muttered "But please stay away from me I...I foresee an encounter very soon and I don´t want any innocent ones to be in the way...It will be.....nasty" The last words she merely hissed, and then turned her horse away from Issac

Issac

Serene was calling him innocent, just like Satyana had, but he let it go. All right if, she wants to be distant then that's what she wants..... Issac also thought that something wasn't right, when one's life was often in danger one learned to know when danger was coming.

Issac smiled when he noticed Satyana, and simply enjoyed the quiet moment......

Karn, scheming

He favored the sun sourly, the members of the group weren't the only ones that were hot. Karn was burning up in his attire, but he wasn't liable to take them off. At this rate it will take the hours for the sunset....... That won't do at all.

Karn thought to himself. This group may be small, but they've proved to be resourceful and hardy...... he pondered what to do...... Perhaps a full offensive wouldn't be wise, and I don't think waiting 'til night will cut it...... The ninja studied the members of the group. No, an attck would be a waste of time, this band is so mixed up that no plan would fit for them.....

He continued to stay hidden in the brush, watching. Karn's crimson eyes glinted as he thought about some possibilities. It is likely that I could turn them against each other....... no, that would take too long. Maybe we could lead them into an ambush or devide them........ The latter seemed very appealing. Mmm... but what sort of bait could I use........

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Jonathan Constantine

"Magicka is, well I thought it was beyond me.. I've never really trusted anything other then my own sword arm, and knack for getting myself in trouble really." Jonathan explained, trying his best not to eye Dalrus...

"My skill in alchemy actually started because I.. err well I wanted to make my own alcohol, and one thing just led to another you know?"

Dalrus, Road


Dalrus laughed when Jonathan said this, it was the first time she laughed in a long time. "Well I suppose that is the best way to do it," she said smiling. A small stream went across the road and they came to a bridge. She opened up a bottle she had and filled it with new fresh water. She then jumped into the stream. "This is sooo nice, I wouldn't have made it without this," she laughed.

Flogir

Flogir wiped the sweat from his brow and reached to his waterskin to wet his whistle. It was quite a warm day, but Flogir was happy to not have to wear any armour. He recalled such days in Kvatch during patrols, it was nearly murder wearing the chainmail in such heat. Yet, he managed, so obviously he could survive this heat. It was then that he caught Jonathan's comment about alchemy.

"So, were you ever successful in achieving the creation of an alcoholic beverage?" he inquired, a gleeful smile crossing his lips as he expected some sort of radical incident during the creation of such a beverage.

Rann

Way to hamster up whatever you may have had there, Rann. he thought to himself as he saw Dalrus and Jonathan.

He pulled his horse to a stop and dismounted as it seemed that everyone was interested in a break. He threw the hackle-lo he had been smoking to the ground and stomped it so that no fire would start. The last thing they needed was more heat.

He sat in under a tree in the shade, wondering if Isaac happened to have more hackle-lo.

Jonathan

Jonathan noticed Flogir's smile and didn't even try to hide his own. "Well it depends really.. After I drank it I later woke up naked in the middle of some forest with what appeared to be jelly.. smeared over most of my body. So I guess the result could of been similiar." Laughing as he made his way down to the stream he continued, "However, I doubt it had the same alchemical qualities of alcohol.."

Jonathan knelt down into the cool stream water and filled his water bag as full as possible to give to his horse later. He then stripped down to his greaves and waded into the center of the stream to stretched out his tired muscles. They weren't anything of legend, but Jonathan was fairly happy with the way he kept himself. Toned, not overly muscular, but enough to bash several faces in and then some.

Flogir

Flogir bellowed with laughter at Jonathan's story. Wiping away the tears he managed to get out a few words as he tired to get himself composed.

"Next time I would suggest to have somebody sober watch you so they can give an actual account of what took place. Though I do think I wouldn't want to EVER know where that jelly came from!" He said before he started laughing once more.

Flogir decided to sit in the shade of the tree instead of wading out in the water. He wasn't fond of swimming and it wasn't that hot enough to force him to go into the water. Plus, there could be slaughterfish in there. He shivered. He HATED slaughterfish.

Issac

Wiping his forehead, Issac decided the stream might not be a bad way to cope with the heat. He didn't waid around in it though, he just splashed some water on his face. Is it just me or does this place situation seem like a perfect trap?

Issac didn't enjoy that thought at all, so he tried to devert his attention from the chilling possibility.

Karn, never get complacent in the wilderness!

As the group refreshed themselves either in the water or otherwise. Karn felt it as good a time as any to attack. He focused on his minions, archers, prepare to fire, and get their attention. Goblins go in during the confusion, and berzerkers go in once the goblins meet them. Attack!

And with that he strode out into out of the treeline and revealed himself to Rann, and the Nord. "Hello, prey, I hope you didn't think I wouldn't thank you for revealing the old woman's identity for me....... Because here is your reward." He unsheathed his deadric sword. "Die fools!"

Arezt ‘Arco’ Colerion
Road

Arco sighed for himself when he saw Jonathan and Dalrus jumping into the water, he had his doubts with this group for the time. Knowing what they're up against they should focus on not walking blind into the Imperial City. He was getting frustrated, he was used to working alone and it was somwhat alright when Serene was with him but now she disappeared and he was left with the group. He only shaked his head and lost the thought, he was far to common with working alone.

Moments later he catched the voice of the stranger, he came walking out of the woods, only too unsheath his blade. This was just what he had expected, he knew far too well how you'd get ambushed when involved situations such as these.

Arco quickly unsheathed his twin blades and sprinted into the forest unnoticed, blending perfectly into the shadows, it was like he disappeared as he dodged past the trees.