Karn, plotting

"Yes, if it matters I just met some of their allies." The Dunmer shrugged, not entirly sure this would be of importance. "A Breton who enjoys using some powerful levitation and jumping spells, some sorceress woman that destintegrated all my bandit bowmen on one ocassion, a Nordic guard, likely retired until now, and a Wood Elf archer of sorts."

"Perhaps, rather than the Silhouete, they intend to regroup before confronting that vile creature. If so, we only need follow the four I mentioned, right to the others." Karn had a glint of anticipation, any possibility has even more avenues of results and consequinces....

Serene

"Rann? Goddamnit, you´re falling apart!" She searched her satchel and found another potion. Looking at it she noticed it was one of the stronger ones, Rann had to be careful when taking this one, otherwise there might be some nasty side-effects

"Here! Take a sip, but you be carful, don´t take it all or you´ll...." she just shook her head

Seeing that Issac had taken really good care of Satyana she felt a tiny bit releived.....

Brianna

She stopped when Rahvin touched her. Of course they had to wait for Sadril...she wondered how long he could cope without feeding. She wasn´t very keen on letting him take a "bite" of her! The snow was falling thicker.....Her feet was numb and she hoped Rahvin would hurry up getting Sadril back on track..

Rahvin...the passageway through the mountain isn´t that far away..it only seems like it..Oh and for gods sake hurry up!

Ian, Porphyric Hemophilian soul sickness?

"This isn't just a large scale armed struggle anymore....." He mumbled, unaware that he was speaking. "The gathering of bandits, necromancers, beasts, and other evils that inhabit Tamriel..... what if this struggle we're fighting now is just a ruse, a ploy to soften up the resistence before the real threat appears......"

Ian felt it in his changed mind, vampirism had opened up a new sensitivity to the powers that affected Tamriel, especially the darker ones. "We're devided by strife, and we've been so for generations, and that is the enemies favorite weapon..."

"The Silhouete, Akavir, Modaire, it's all connected; somehow...." The feeling of supernatural awareness dissipated, leaving Ian exhausted, mentally sick, and unsure of what he'd just felt. He fell to his knees, feeling worse than any physical suffering he'd endured before.

This was a mental and physical sickness, did I get something just by extracting blood from Satyana?

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Veric

"And then the group as a whole will undoubtedly run into the Silhouette, perhaps there we catch them all and intervene or simply watch and wait," Veric added to Karn's last statement.

"Though the situation grows more complicated by the minute. A sage leading a platoon of Mage's Guild dogs have made their presence noticed, and what of the two who just left? The Argonian and that bonemold clad fellow? Who do they fight for, Karn?"

Sadril

Sadril's self control blurred out once more and he felt himself revert to his most primal vampiric self. Normally he had more control, even when going without feeding for a while, but the cold weakened his will. His senses heightened significantly. Even over the howling wind he heard Rahvin call to Brianna and, eventually, heard the Dunmer's footsteps crunching in the snow towards him.

Sadril saw Rahvin, too. His living, flowing blood illuminating him in the vampire's eyes through the white-out. With no shadows to seek refuge in, and with no blood to calm his nerves, Sadril's predatorial instincts kicked in fully and he lunged at Rahvin. Nothing but a black blur amidst a solid white backdrop, he charged and aimed to knock Rahvin off his feet.

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Rann

"hamster it," he said as he popped the cork and drank slightly over half the potion. No side-effect could be worse than what he was feeling. "Excuse the language." he said apologetically to Soldin, suddenly remembering the younger presence.

He didn't feel any side-effect...yet.

Rahvin

Rahvin walked back down the mountainside to find Sadril slowly but surely moving along. Until the attack.

Rahvin found himself flat on the ground, fangs moving towards his neck. He barely kept them away with a well-placed kick to Sadril's chest that gave him a momentary reprieve from the shock of being assaulted with fangs.

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Karn

The Dunmer shrugged, "they serve themselves, they're deserters. We all loathe that infernal abomination, the Silhouete. As for what they intend to do now aside from get away from here is unknown, but I doubt they wish to get involved in this power struggle unless fate intervenes."

Then he recalled how he'd easily aquired minions for the attack on the group, and Karn smirked as an idea sprang into his mind. "As I've said I don't think the Silhouete is using us as the real army, it hardly gives us more elaborate orders than 'kill this person' or 'raid this city'. I think that its possible to recruit a small force of whatever we want for our own purposes."

Karn reveled in the silence as his words sank in, "I can walk up to about any of these minions and order them to follow me......"

Sadril

Sadril slid backwards in the snow, recoiling from the kick. Though the pause was short lived as Sadril once more lunged blindly at his opponent, this time his right hand reaching menacingly for Rahvin's throat. Sadril however did not accompony his attacks with the usual arrogant dialogue he normally did. Instead they were replaced by an odd silence. Something was clearly wrong with him.

Veric

"As usefull as that may eventually be, it is probably a better idea not to have others tagging along if we plan to follow these people toward the Silhouette. An attack on them will more than likely fail; they're a resilient bunch," Veric pondered further, scratching his chin. There are a lot of decisions to be made. I'd like to sit back and watch things unfold, however i don't think inactivity will help the present situation.

"I'm not exactly fond of the idea of following a couple of adventurers around until they by chance take us to where we want to go. Plus, I'm not sure if I can keep my presence hidden..."

Karn, volenteering

The ninja shrugged again, indifferent. "Then there's a simple solution, I'll track them. I don't have to mask a 'magical pull' as you call it, and I'm experienced with tracking prey undetected. When something worthy of note happens then I'll contact you."

As he finished he realized that he hardly had an efficient way to communicate over a long distance with Veric.

Veric

Again, seemingly reading minds, Veric took off his amulet and tossed it to Karn. The amulet was simple: thread and a sizeable yellow jewel the same hue as Veric's never-changing eyes. "Wear it and we can communicate. Simply think of me and voice your thoughts inside your head and I will hear them and will be able to talk back to you."

Veric failed to mention that it was not required for Karn to wear the amulet, and that while he did it made him very easy for Veric to keep track of and perhaps even evesdrop on some unguarded passing thoughts. Though he already seemed perfectly capable of doing so without an amulet.

OOC: im off for tonight

Semir Grey, Leyawiin.

Semir had been silent throughout the journey. This did not help towards lightening the mood. As the Blue Serpent continued to slice through the seas like a sacrificial knife through the throat of the sacrifice, the crew was infected with the Breton's sour silence. When the Serpent arrived at Leyawiin, having broken the speed record for ships in the proces, any who watched from the coast would have assumed he was looking at a ghost ship manned by zombies.

Semir played with one end of his moustache, looking at the ruins of the once grand city.
,,I served here. Damn those Akaviri scaled dogs." He muttered. He made a gesture with his hand and everyone dropped whatever he or she was doing. They stood at the railing, hands crossed over their heart, giving a silent salute to the city.

The first mate frowned his scarred face.
,,Do we land and look for survivors?" He asked with his grumbling voice. Semir shook his head.
,,No, it's been days since Leyawiin's destruction. Whoever is left here is either dead or safe. We're moving on. We're going straight to the central arena where we'll wait for those Akaviri. We're going to Cyrodiil. I may be on the wrong side of the law, but no one can just walk in and destroy my world. They'll pay and they'll keep paying till they run all the way back to Akavir. And then, they'll pay some more."

As the Serpent left Leyawiin behind, Semir got back behind the weel.
,,Lower the sails to a quarter. The path to Cyrodiil can be a bit treacherous. I don't want to get stuck on a shallow bank."

Serene

Of course the young fool would take half of it! Serene went stiff with anger and worry, why couldn´t he for once listen to her? Now she had to watch him closely, due to the known side-effects of that potion....Arrrgh

Rann, you damn fool, you stay close to me now, the effects will soon hit you, and you will be a crying danger to all of us! You will be hyper-active and start screaming and shouting like h***...until you drop into a sort of coma.....hrrmmmpfff...then you´ll be ok afterwards but until then......silly boy!

She just hoped her message would get to him before the lunacy did....

Brianna

She waited for another while, but no sign of Rahvin.....so she decided to go back to see what had happened. The sight in front of her as she reached the spot where her two companions were made her react immediately.

The sight of Rahvin flat on his back with the vampire aiming for his throat made her outrageous, she flung herself on top of the vampire to drag him off Rahvin, not scared for herself, her only concern was Rahvin....she just had to save him, she loved him too much.....

If the vampire should bite her, then it was ok....she could take it, the many years in the company of Telina and her mages had taught her quite a bit...among other things, how to handle vampires! And this one didn´t seem that cocky..in fact he was quite easy to push off Rahvin.....There was obviously something wrong with him....but she couldn´t just yet figure out what...

"What´s wrong with you?" she asked Sadril as she held him to the ground....totally aware of the possibility he´d just bite her throat....if he chose to..

But that wouldn´t do him no good.....no good at all

Sadril

Sadil, or whoever he had become, recognized the new threat when he was pushed over by Brianna. His judgement still clouded, Sadril lunged at her rather than Rahvin, and reached for his sword rather than using his hands.

Fortunately, the real Sadril took hold at just the right time. As his right hand drew the katana out of its sheath, his left hand reached up and stopped. He appeared to struggle with himself for a while before he fell to his knees, shoulders slouched, his head hung low staring at his trembling hands extended in front of him.

What have I done? What's wrong with me?

He remained silent, though it was hard to tell whether he was ashamed or perplexed and in thought.

Chraw Lowenthal, Bruma

Chraw sat by the desk in his small room at the inn in Bruma. A small candlelight illuminated the otherwise dark room. His equipment and traveling gear lay on the bed, including his scimitar, Soothing Wind. He stared blankly at a book he was reading, although he was really lost in his thoughts.

So much have happened... I feel my return to Bruma was needed. Perhaps even determined by fate. I should at least go and visit the Church tomorrow.

Chraw looked up from his book, some quite random piece of litterature he found lying in his room. The cover looked interesting, he thought as he saw it earlier, and he did need something to pass the time. A good book was one of those things he held close to his heart.

He sighed and closed the book, deciding that sleep would be a more efficient way of passing the time, rather than sitting in the dark, reading through an old book. He cleared his bed of the equipment, all but his scimitar, which he put under his pillow. Years of traveling and adventuring had made him wary, especially when sleeping.

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Brianna

She sat motionless as Sadril fought with his demon, not scared at all which astonished her....But the fact remained, Sadril was really no threat to her..or Rahvin, there was something wrong with him and now she pitied him and wanted to help....as always

She pondered.....some very faint memory kept flicker through her mind...there was another vampire..similar to this one, also behaving strange....then the memory fainted and she sighed..

"Rahvin, I..I think there´s somthing weird going on...he behaves very strange, we better dig a shelter or just try to get away from this whining wind, it can make anyone out of their minds"

Issac

When Rann cursed, he glanced backward, checking to see what was going on. Issac shook his head when he saw Rann and Serene were interacting again. "Can't they just get along and co-exist like the rest of us?" He muttured under his breath.

He'd slowed his pace slightly, but Issac came to a complete halt as Rann drank what smelled like a powerful potion. Though not privy to the telepathic exchange he could guess that it went along the lines that Rann had just overdosed himself.

"Why does it seem our worst enemies are ourselves and not the people trying to kill us?" Issac attempted to get a better grip on Satyana. At first this wasn't hard, but now you're really getting heavy....

Karn, on a mission

He scrutinized the amulet, looking at it from different angles scepticlly, the wordlessly slid it into his satchel. "I'll be on my way then," Karn said as he let his mind shift into a cool state of clarity, effectively not thinking anymore.

The ninja leapt up through the hole in the cieling back to the whirling winds of freezing cold. He was unaffected, he didn't feel the cold, or at least not as much as a normal person. Recalling the last place he'd seen the Breton, Karn strode through the snow toward the place he remembered.

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Rann


"Relax...nothing's happening." he said to Issac irritably. "Well, nothing bad anyway. I feel better, actually."

He walked along for a couple more minutes before he burst out in hysterical laughter.

Rahvin

Rahvin stood, dusting the snow off himself as he did.

"So," he said, "Care to explain?"

He wanted an answer before he took Brianna's advice and put them all together in a small shelter.

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Issac

He held little worth to Rann's assurance that nothing would happen, and in truth he was just waiting for that potion to take affect. When it did he was torn between smilling at how hopeless of a cause Rann's compacity for taking other people's advise was, and simply shaking his head.

Issac decided to do niether, afterall, he had no idea if this would make the assassin comically docile or more aggressive than normal. Best not to tempt the starving dragon......

Sadril

Sadril stood. He was unsure whether Rahvin was talking to him or Brianna. Regardless, he said, "We shouldn't stop. That would only worsen things." Sadril picked his head up. He was paler than normal and looked fatigued, but he had returned to his normal self, for now.

"We need to keep moving. Get out of this damn place," he finished as he walked past Brianna and Rahvin in the direction they were originally heading.

This wasn't the first time Sadril had lost his judgement due to a lack of blood to feed on, however it had never been bad enough to make him attack a friend. He inwardly wanted to blame the cold, but subconciously he knew there was something else stressing him to the point of breaking. A secret he held... One other than his intentions to hand Amrita over to Veric. Hell, he wasn't even sure if his purpose would allow him to even do that.

It might upset the balance of things...

Rann

Rann stopped laughing for a second, with a look of awe and wonder on his face.

"Whoa," he said, "Whoa."

He looked around at everyone, to see if they were seeing the same thing he was. He didn't realize that they weren't.

"I can see sound."

Rahvin

Things weren't going to be that simple. They couldn't just keep walking as they were after something like that.

"Sadril, what the hell just happened?"

Issac

He didn't speak for several moments. "Uh, Rann, as I've said before I'm not much of a healer, but I know that seeing sound is a very easy way to tell that something is wrong with you." Issac turned to Serene, "how long until he fall into that coma and becomes normal again?"