Ian

While "Soldin" had been occupied with his past, Ian had been occupied with his future, and that of all those around him. Though he'd gotten a slight idea of the boy's parentage, Ian was not in a proper mood to be worried about it.

When the boy suddenly asked about what was going on, Ian paused then nodded. "Well, there is a war brewing in this region. All of Tamriel is involved, or will be soon. This conflict is why your homeis no longer safe, some of the factions are imploying trained murderers and beasts....... even deadra."

Ian realized the boy might not even know what Deadra were, sixteen, he was born after the crisis so he couldn't have been orphaned in it like Issac. Then he remembered some of Slodin's memories about his parents. "I'm about as crummy a father as the real Soldin......." He muttured solemnly under his breath, forgetting that the boy was beside him.

Issac

Though Rann wasn't comforted by his attempt to lighten the mood, Issac found himself in oddly high-spirits. Or maybe she will..........

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Soldin

Soldin stopped for a moment, an expression of surprise and disbelief across his face. Not even knowing of telepathy, nonetheless suspecting Ian of having the ability, his mind came to one conclusion, "Do you know my fa-- er, Soldin?" Referring to the man in his recent daydream, not himself.

Ian, getting somewhat cryptic

He turned to look apologeticly at "Soldin." He hardly knows some of the threats beyond his forest, people would try and exploit him if they knew how....... He replied in the same remorseful tone. "I know him only as well as you knew him......"

That was all he said, Ian would leave the rest for the boy to realize.

Soldin

Soldin was confused to say the least, "Wha... What do you mean?" he asked Ian. Though when he finally realized he would not get an answer he had to jog to catch back up with Ian. Keeping his words in the back of his head, Soldin changed the subject from his past, "Where are we heading now?"

Voltar

Voltar was listening intently to the conversation between Veric and the Dunmer. He felt he needed to add some input himself.

"Well, when or if we face this Silhouette we'll certainly need to co-ordinate some sort of strategy. I'm all for spontanety, but since this... thing has managed to form a great army within weeks definitely displays power. We'll definitely need to work together. For example, I could easily keep the minions of the Silhouette from bothering you should you wish to engage whatever it is face to face."

It sounded the most ideal thing to do in Voltar's mind. Plus, he wanted to try a few spells that he had been tinkering around with, just to see if they were effective enough for his standards. As he thought about this he edged up to Veric's ear and covered his words in case Karn had a good or magically enhanced ear.

"I for one wouldn't let this Dunmer live should he not comply with us. He certainly knows about our possibility of attacking the Silhouette. Knowing him, he'll pass this information right to the creature and our relative element of surpise would be comprimised."

Veric

Veric nodded at Voltar's suggestion and replied with a low-toned, though not as guarded, "I doubt that will be necessary."

Then regarding Karn and following up Voltar's input he asked with a serious face, "So what say you? Will you aid us in overthrowing your master, and perhaps find a more powerful one to serve?"

Oran, near Cheydinhal

Turning the last bend to Cheydinhal he stopped, his men stopping, and staring down the short stretch of road to the burning town. The buildings were in ruins, their familys more than likely dead, the place they called home, destroyed.

Slowly, they walked past the group they were going to intercept mere minutes beforehand, and wandered the town, going throguh thier families houses, thier favorite spots, and just stumbled along the streets. Oran himself stood where the gates once were, looking around at the destruction, he sighed, and leaned back against the wall, waiting for his men to finish so that they could bury what bodies had been left behind.

Glancing over his shoulder, he watched the group that had got here before him, and waited.

Karn

He chuckled and muttered. "Ambitous, aren't we?" Karn stopped laughing as quickly as he'd started. "I've never actually seen that thing fight something directly..... I don't think stabbing it will actually work. It has no flesh to stab......."

Veric

"So then what is it?" Veric asked, glad that he was beginning to get somewhere with Karn, "Just some clothes floating in air? Any idea how to kill it?"

Sodsa ->taken aback going to hero's hill

Sodsa caught the scolding tone and raised his eyebrows. In a shushed voice, "Ha, only reason i was louder wa because i recognized you guys. If i didn't, I could have sneaked up and slit both of your throats before the first one hit the ground." Sodsa puffed up his chest and a grin appeared on his face.

Finnaly the horse came up beside him and he looked at Flint, "So, can we bring 'er or should we leave her behind?"

Karn, irritatingly smug

The mer had a look of prevailing smuggness written all over his face. "I have no idea, but then you're the one who wants to usurp it." Karn felt like his normal confident self again. "I guess you could try and burn, shock, or freeze it like a common apparition, however magic isn't exactly my strong-point."

Rahvin

Rahvin was painfully aware of the group of people behind them, but chose to ignore them for now and help Sadril in his search for survivors.

"Have you heard of any simple path through the mountains? Since it doens't look like we'll be getting horses any time soon, any knowledge would be helpful."

Rann

He looked to Serene. "Where do we look first?"

Issac

Though Rann's question wasn't meant for him, Issac decided to bring up Satyana's call (or at least he thought she'd called him). "I'm not used to telepathy, but I am certain that 'Tyana isn't at Hero Hill anymore......."

OCC: so are Ian and Soldin going to Chedinhal, West, or what? Also it's Hero Hill, not Hero's Hill. You have to go there for a DB quest, Lucien Luchance says "Hero Hill."

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Sadril

"Huh, me?" Sadril asked, unaware that Rahvin had joined him, "I honestly have no idea. Most of my life has kept me on the western side of Tamriel. I rarely go out east so I'm unfamiliar with the terrain through here," he admitted as he dug through more rubble, finding no one.

Veric

"Yes, it would seem magic would be in order to destroy something with no body," Veric trailed off for he knew not where to take the conversation next. He remained silent for a moment before asking, "You haven't encountered a suspicious group of travfellers in you dealings with the Silhouette, have you? A group of people drawn to the Valus Mountains not by dark magic but by something else?" He referred to Satyana being used as bait.

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Oran, Cheydinhal

Sat peacefully as he waited, keeping an eye on the other group, but relaxing as his men searched the town for survivors. He sighed painfully, as Matile was the first back, she was slumped and crying, he held her, trying to comfort her in the loss of her family.

He turned her around, used the edge of his gauntlet to wipe a few tears of her face, and turned toward the other group with his arm around her shoulders. "Hey!" He called over to two of them who were going through the wreckage of one of the houses.

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Flint Ironwood, in the woods. (Name pun. )

Flint eyed the horse. He did not believe Sodsa's boasting about being able to kill both of them like that. Maybe with an arrow, but not by slitting throats. Still, the Bosmer had a point. Whatever was out there was most likely capable of killing fast and efficiently.
,,That depends on how quiet your horse can be. If she can't, we'll have to leave her somewhere safe where you can retrieve her later."

He leaned against a tree.
,,Things feel different, crowded. I don't know what to make out of it but I wouldn't be surprised if that army has multiplied. We've got to be really careful."

Flogir

Flogir couldn't help but scoff at Sodsa's remark. "I would hope I would be on my toes well enough to catch you trying to slit my throat."

Flogir then felt uncomfortable standing out in the open as they were. "Let's get going, I'm starting to get that creepy feeling of being watched..."

Brianna

"I....might know, but that´s just a premonition....I..I´m not sure but..." She stopped...

Why would they listen to me? I´m just a zombie who recently came here, but still.....I have a feeling, that we´ll have to go.....

Serene

"Issac has heard her, and so have I, so let´s head for the mountains.....she should be there somewhere"

"You feel okay now Rann?"

Sadril

"What?" he called back rudely, but then grunted and continued digging through the rubble. When Brianna half answered Rahvin, Sadril barked at her rudely as well, "Well then spit it out. Do you know of a way or not?"

Karn, he's going to enjoy this.....

"Hmm I very well might have......." He began. "Would you perhaps be looking for a group of adventurers that would resist efforts of a conquerer. Perhaps a group who might have........ Serene of Cyrodiil among their number?"