Rahvin

Rahvin walked alongside Sadril, both of them being behind Brianna.

"Do any women take jokes anymore?"

He had meant the phrase as a joke, showing that he thought it was funny the way Brianna was scared of him finding out about the blood (because he really didn't care) and Sadril's actions were equally amusing.

Rann

"I feel kinda tired," he said. "I'm gonna sit down."

He sat down in the middle of the road with his head bowed. Snoring could be heard within seconds.

Brianna

"Was that a joke?" she asked, shaking her head slowly.... Men....they´re the same all the time....

They went through a rather narrow passage along the mountainside.....and below them there was a dark lake. The wind had become somewhat weaker and the snow had stopped.

"See! there it is!...The dark...spot you can see it on the farther side of the lake, it´s an opening, cave-like and it leads through that mountain...."


Serene

She almost stumbled over Rann....sitting in the middle of the road, snoring like an old geezer....

"Damn it! Now he´s knocked out!, we´ll have to carry him..or rather....I have to!" She downed another of her numerous potions...shrugged, took a deep breath and hived her sleeping grandson over her shoulder...

"Let´s speed up so we get to some shelter before this wears off"

Sadril

"No, they can't," Sadril answered Rahvin's question quietly. Seeing the cave Brianna was pointing out, he said in an annoyed tone, "So now we have to go down this mountain and around that lake?"

Issac

When Rann fell asleep on them, Issac groaned. This situation grows more absurd with every passing hour! This war is an uphill battle from my stand point. Then he took a deep breath and exhaled, calming himself with the simple procedure.

"Satyana," Issac said turning to look at her. "Can you walk on your own; I just need a reprieve." I can't just leave on whim like Jonathan; I have commitments, unlike that freeloader."

Ian, hunting

The darkening sky was only surpassed by the shadowy forest, light was already scarce for most creatures. At least those that were not created for such environments. Ian slid silently through the trees and shrubs, bow and arrow at the ready.

It was a difficult thing to discribe, vampirism, at times it racked at the afflicted's will. Other times, it could be as intoxicating as lust and passion, at least when the disease was in great control. Still at different instances, it could slip through a moment of passive self-restraint, leaving you temporarily unable to control yourself.

Right now, Ian was content to let it control him, it would quicken the hunt. And the sooner this distraction is past, the sooner I can rejoin the group..... An odd scent bathed the air, the vampire reacted in an unfamiliar way, it wasn't man's instinct, but one of Porphyric Hemophilia.

The man was left puzzling over this new development, as the vampire followed the scent closer to its source......

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Brianna

"Yes dear!" she answered Sadril in a stern voice "Do you see any problems with that?"

Satyana

Satyana was a bit scared by Rann´s strange behaviour, but she had confidence in Serene and smiled when she saw her carrying the young man like a sack of saltrice..

"Yes Issac....I can walk, I wouldn´t want to wear you out!....my darling" She planted a kiss on his cheek and smiled....

In the meantime Serene just kept on walking...with her burden...

Issac, tired

Sitting down heavily on a rock, he pulled out a flask of water and drained it in seconds. Issac offered another flask to Satyana, and gave a weary smile. "You know, I wouldn't be here doing all this if my parents hadn't died. I'd probably be some noble that couldn't grasp how hard life can really be."

He continued, "Maybe I would have been one of those councilmen in the Imperial Palace; looking to further my own agenda because I don't see anything beyond myself......" Issac studied the ground, "Instead I'm an agent, someone who minipulates people and events by seeing the whole picture from a third-person prospective."

"What would all of us be doing right now if we hadn't been exposed to the things that had made us who we are now........ if we'd been born in other circumstances?" He asked, not even aware he was thinking out loud.

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Satyana

She sat down beside Issac, leaning her head against his shoulder. Smiling she accepted the flask he offered her...

"I´m glad you´re here! Hmmm I´m also glad all these things actually did happen to us..otherwise I´d probably not even met you....or Rann!" She sighed, "The circumstances of my birth are indeed peculiar, just imagine, me and Rann with obviously different fathers, yet we are twins! I...I´m not sure I want to believe it, but the fact remains...I do not look like I have any Dunmerii blood in me, and you can see it in Rann.."

She looked at Serene, who had stopped, still carrying the sleeping beauty on her shoulders

"Look at her, Issac! She shouldn´t even have to be here! She deserves a quiet life back in Ald´ruhn, with Athyn, she´s done her part ....but she´ll never leave as long as there´s a faintest threat to Rannie or me!"

Issac

"Yes, she certainly does deserve a peaceful life for all the good she's done." He agreed, wrapping his arm around her waist and closed the distance between them.

"Everyone deserves some peace in their life. Though it hardly ever seems they live to experience it......" Issac said solemnly.

He suddenly remembered Serene had mentioned a third child, and asked. "Did you know you have a sister?"

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Satyana

She looked at Issac with astonishment and slowly shook her head

"Noo....no I didn´t...but...it can´t be! Serene would have told me, or wouldn´t she? Does she even know? I guess....well she didn´t tell me about Rann, so she might have decided to protect me, that would be like her...."

Satyana stopped talking and sat silent for a while

"Do you know anything more? Where is that sister?"

Issac

He slowly nodded, "not much I'm afraid. She was taken shortly after you were all born, stolen away by someone. As for where she is or if she's still alive, well, I don't know."
Issac took a breath before continuing. "Serene told Rann and I about all she knew about your sister while we were looking for you. I suppose like you and Rann this girl is a different race........ So your mother gave birth to triplets it would seem."

After lapsing into silence, he whispered softly. "I'm sorry, about all this, Satyana."

OCC: Issac is speaking in present tense on purpose, by the way.

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Sadril

"I don't, but aren't you a little scared to be entering such a dank cave?" Sadril asked sarcastically as they rounded the lake and closed in on the entrance. He peaked inside, though what little light was left in dusk failed to penetrate the darkness. "Who's going first?"

Soldin

Soldin did not speak up when shelter was mentioned. He was feeling a bit lost himself and what caves he knew the location of he probably would be unable to find now.

Besides, everyone had seemed to stop and make camp on the path, so Soldin, following the trend, sat and leaned himself up against a tree. He glanced over at Satyana and a man going by the name of Isaac pulling her closer to him. He looked away...

Issac

In his peripheral vision, he saw the young boy who had found Satyana glance at them then look away. Little actions like that spoke volumes about people and their opinions. How can people think they have private thoughts when they are so revealing with their actions?.....

Issac wasn't just going to leave Satyana to go talk with the boy, especially after what he'd just told her about her sister. All matters will be settled with time......

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Telina, cave, Vvardenfell (not too far away from the others)

Telina took in her surroundings. The long years she had searched after her sister had been long, and now here she stod...it could be that it was just another wild goose chase, but she didnt think so.

The strange thing about this cave was that it was perfectly smooth...too smooth.

Running her fingers over the smooth texture, she suddenly stopped when she felt the weak hum of enchantment.

"Oh dear sister...still misguided I see" she chuckled softly as she drew a long silver knife. She slashed it across her wrist, and allowed the blood to splatter the wall, before she healed her wrist. She went through the door that was standing where the blood had splattered over, and immidiately got the urge to retch beacuse of the horrid smell that caught her nose.

There was something alive here...something big...smelly...and...there was more of them.

With a bang the door closed, and suddenly Telina could see the creatures that was gathered before her...vampires, Arnachrim vampires.

She looked around trying to tell how many there were. more than ten..."crap, just my luck isn't it"? she asked more to herself than anything. She drew the new sword she had crafted...an exelent weapon for vampire hunting.


OOC: An Arnachrim vampire is something of my own design. They are vampires who in their desperate blodlust have taken to digging up fresh graves and drinking the cold blod of the dead, becoming more like beasts than intelligent creatures. They are extremely strong, fast and have an enormous resistance to magic attacks...as for how they lok, I'll try to find something that resembles them...


Below is a picture of something that resemblences them very much.
Strigoi Vampire

Brianna

"I am not afraid..not anymore, all my fears were taken away from me....back then, when it all happened"

The only thing I´m afraid of is loosing Rahvin...again

"I can go in first, if you are afraid...I´ve been here before!"

Satyana

She noticed Soldin giving her a quick glance, then turn away....it made her feel somewhat guilty, she had been so occupied with Issac and the weird story he had told her

He saved my life....how could I ever repay him?

Issac

He noticed Satyana's...... unease for lack of a better word. Issac guessed she wanted to talk to the young hunter, and saw no reason to stop here.
"Well," he said as he stood up. "I'll unpack our supplies; looks like we'll be staying here for the night." He winked at her to signal he was purposely giving her time to herself. And Issac distanced himself to make good on his alibi.

He glanced up at the rising moon, the brightly lit full moon. Unbiddenly, Issac shivered slightly, but the sensation passed over time. Great, am I getting a bad feeling, or is this just because of some cold breeze? In hindsight he was completely aware that there had been no breeze......

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Bah, I'm tired of waiting.

Flint Ironwood, waking up.

Flint slowly regained consciousness. Looking around, he saw that the battle had been won.
,,Good, it was about bloody time. Now let me cast a detection spell and figure out where the rest of the gang is." He muttered to himself and did as he planned.

After a short scan of the area he found his target.
,,Flogir, Dalrus, Sodsa. Sathyana and friends are over there. If you don't mind, I'll hop ahead and see if I can get this damned arm fixed up. The road seems to be clear of anything other than a herd of deers." He explained and was about to jump when he realized he'd forgotten something.
,,Thank you for your assistance. Flint Ironwood, in your debt. If we meet again and you require help, just ask." He said, gave a salute with his healthy arm and flew away into the night.

After a short trip, consisting of four rather short jumps, Flint landed at the camp. He clutched his arm and wobbled on his feet for a moment before the blackness cleared.
,,Ah, found you people. We got in a bit of trouble back there but we managed to get out. Flogir and the rest should arrive soon." He reported, sitting down on a log. He winced as another arrow of pain shot through his broken bones.
,,So um, who's the new guy?" He asked and immediately fired another question.
,,Nice to see you back, Sathyana. Do you know what happened? Oh, and before I forget or pass out and stuff.......does anyone know how to fix my bloody arm?"


Green-Root, cavern.

The Argonian stopped and sniffed the air.
,,We go..........left. Yes, left." He said with fake confidence. In reality, he was completely lost. Argonians weren't meant for caves.


Semir Grey, Cyrodiil.

The Blue Serpent glided into the harbour of the Imperial city. Semir stood at the bow, surveying their surroundings.
,,No one here and the fleet has been sunk. Damn, I've got a bad feeling about this."

Serene

She laid Rann gently in a heap of leaves on the ground, the young man was pretty skinny but she had carried him for quite some time and her strength-spell was wearing off. She stretched her aching back and moaned.

At this moment Flint Ironwood materialized among them chatting as always. He seemed to have hurt his arm and when he asked for someone who could fix it, she immediately went to him.

"Flint?..Nice to see you again. So let me have a look at your arm"



OOC: What´s wrong with that arm? I seem to have forgot what happened....

Flint Ironwood, injured and stuff.

,,I kinda fell on it, pretty embarrassing really. I think it's broken." The Breton explained, taking off his armour to give Serene access to the injured limb.



(Not much healing to be done if a layer of glass sits in the way.)

Serene

"Ah...well this will soon be fixed" She put her hands around the broken arm....and focused.In a few minutes she felt the familiar warmth ooze from her hands to his arm. The broken bones knit together and so did the torn muscles...

"There my friend!...Now try to move it!"

She then almost collapsed to the ground....totally exhausted......

Flint Ironwood, healed.

Flint looked intently at the shifting muscles under his skin. Once the odd feeling had ceased, he tried moving it, pleased with the results.
,,Ah, that's much better." He commented. Then, Serene nearly fell.

,,Hold it, don't hit the ground now. You should take a nice nap for a while." Flint said, gently lowering her to the ground. He then sat on his log again began to fix minor wear and tear of his equipment.