Flint Ironwood.

Flint scratched the small beard at his chin.
,,Telekinesis, now that's my playground. I could do that, but I'd be completely drained afterwards. Too much jumping around recently." He said and looked up to see that the snake army had begun to cross the killzone.
,,So, do we wait till the middle section is in or do we take out the front?" He asked and raised his hands, ready to dismantle the dam.

Soldin

Soldin hit the dirt when he saw a tree lifted out of the ground and launched at them, though Isaac's shield is what saved him from harm. He stood and took a step back, unsure of how to handle himself. He didn't expect to be thrown into such intense combat so quickly.

He drew his bow and nocked and arrow but held it, waiting for a clear choice of who to shoot it at: Mannimarco, or Rann's opponent.

OCC: Understandable, but she feels bad enough already..... Not that guilt ever stops Rann from chewing someone out.

Karn

The cold deadric metal gleamed in his hand's grip. Karn evaluated Rann, narrowing his eyes ever so slightly.
"Revenge is a beast which feeds itself upon itself, the mate of spite and hatred." He remarked casually, like a teacher to an insolent child.

His blade was not pointed completely toward Rann. "I no longer have any compunctions to slay you or your companions, now I have my own cause." Karn spoke what he truly believed, he did not need to assosiate himself with that shapeshifting mage anymore.

"In fact, I have no reason not to inform you about my client, the one who displayed much interest in your kin." By now several assassin teams began appearing from the forest. None appeared bloodthirsty though, they were still in mourning of their recently departed brothers and sisters.

Karn's clone appeared beside him, the unconscious Patholos draped over its shoulder. As it set down his brother in the night, The Narza'Tai Sensei began to circle Rann taking slow, methodical steps. "If it is battle that you crave then there is much to be had, but enemies are not always permanant, Rann."

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Voltar

"Telekenisis works fine with me. I can help you out should you tire, Flint," Voltar offered.

Flogir

Flogir thought over Flint's suggestion.

"I would wait until half have gotten over, that way, it'll be more difficult for them to regroup and get themselves in order. Unfortunately," he said, turning to Aenora, "once we blow this dam, I don't think we'll have enough time to put the dam back together. We're going to have a lot of snake people head this way once the flood passes. We want to be as far away as possible once they get here. If we're lucky, we could eventually get back here and rebuild the dam."

OOC: don't reveal Altair as Veric; that would ruin a lot of plans.

Rann

"If you don't want blood, you have an odd way of showing it with the sword drawn. You obviously aren't helping us against the King of Worms, here."

"Now who else would there be to draw your sword on?" he asked in mock ignorance. He ignored the comment about his client. Knowing Karn, he would give the information if he really wanted to.

Cerpin

I don't think you're ready to know my identity yet, bit as for why I'm here, that's quite simple. You see, when you accepted your undeath, your soul became a bit disconnected from your body, in simple terms. That tiny gap allowed my soul to enter...understand?

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OCC: Can Karn at least bring Altair, not his true identity, into question? Rann probably won't believe him anyway, anyone else for that matter.

Karn

He pointed his blade to the ground, "Then forgive any misinterpretations." Karn replied. "While we need no longer be enemies, Mannimarco and I have a mutually benificial arrangment. We all do." He emphasized the last three words.

"Good and evil are trivial matters when a third force enters the game and threatens both. As for allegiances, the Narza'Tai and I are nuetral in this squabble, the King of Maggots can look after himself." The ninja added matter-of-factly, "Oh, and the Dark Brotherhood is disbanded, or will be once the Narza'Tai gain enough influence to hunt down any renmants that refuse to convert."

Karn sheathed his deadric shortsword, "It would be a wise choice to leave here, Tamriel can't save itself."

Mannimarco

Disregarding the others while they talked, Mannimarco strode over to the man encased in Everliving Ice. He calmly stroked the frozen face of Issac, and then looked with his abysmal eyes towards the youngest of the group. "Your choice has been made, girl," he told Kirana through the leash. Mannimarco strode towards the young Soldin, opening his arms in a wanting gesture. "SHOOT ME, FRIEND!" He cackled madly as he walked ever towards Soldin. Mannimarco began a spell that the first Mages on Mundus experimented with, utterly annihilating the victim until the matter is spread so thin that there was never a trace of the victim to begin with. It is a very dangerous spell, but Mannimarco played with death every day. "Shoot me, my son..... Quickly now, before its too late...." Mannimarco smiled a devilish grin.

Patholos

Twisting and coming to, Patholos watched from the ground as the Sensei talked himself and others out of a fight. Approval rang inside Patholos, as blood was no longer spilled for pleasure. He noticed unease within the Shadow Eaters though, and they still seemed ready to kill. Patholos wondered as he turned his gaze to Mannimarco. In utter horror, he saw Mannimarco in his half-vision begin a spell that Patholos had seen in a book he had to retrieve for the Order. The spell would obliterate the poor man, and Patholos could do nothing but watch.

Army of Morrowind, Scouting Party

OOC: Dammit, you guys made me post with these guys again....

Three mounted knights quickened their horses to a gallop when they heard the sounds of battle. The knights were extremely off course, and they were hungry and on edge. The knights dismounted and drew their swords. All three of the knights were Nords, and they all prayed to their personal deities before they came upon the glade where the sounds were coming from. Without pause, the Nords broke and ran pell-nell into the glade, swinging and chopping in all sorts of random directions. The first one struck was Patholos, as he could do nothing to evade the attacks. The longsword bit deep into Patholos's thigh, and Patholos cried out. The Nords charged all the way into the glade without pause.

OOC: he can bring up Veric, but not Altair. He knows who Veric is because of the squabble with his mother and father twenty years earlier.

Rann

"Help me against the King of Worms, and we'll talk of alliance," he said, not even thinking of lowering his blade with all of the guildsmen around him.

"I don't want my companions killed while you surround me."

This Narza'Tai seemed to be nothing but the Brotherhood under a different name, which disgusted Rann, but he hid it well to fit the circumstances around him. There was no way he could help a frozen Issac or a helpless Soldin alone, let alone with a crowd around. If they decided to help him, though...

Mannimarco

Slowly he advanced, with each step setting up the complex matrix of energy bit by bit. Soldin didn't know this, and neither did anyone but Kirana, Mannimarco was completely mortal for the next few seconds. All Soldin had to do was fire that arrow.....

Patholos

Unconsciousness gripped Patholos and he fought to retain himself. Utter blackness enveloped him....

The Rogue Nords

Two of the three Nords bolted towards the gathering of shady characters and one of the two engaged with a Shadow Eater. The other swung his sword like a tomahawk and drew a silver hatchet from his waist belt. He charged Rann and swung hard with the experience of a hunter.

The other Nord sprinted for Kirana and swung a low stabbing swing. The blade seemed ridiculous and out of place, but it homed in on Kirana's stomach.

Karn

Turning his attention to the crazed Nords Karn yelled, "Narza'Tai, to me, kill the intruders!" He indicated the three soldiers. The assassins scattered and simultainiously to come at the two Nords from every direction. Chain-whips lashed out to snare the soldiers and bows and crossbows sang as projectiles quickly eliminated the threat.

Turning to Rann, "This is your battle, neither you nor Mannimarco are our enemy. There is a more important struggle that must be addressed at the moment." Karn and the assassins departed, three picking up the unconscious Patholos.

Kirana

Casting shield over her hand, Kirana moved in a fluid, practiced motion. Bracing she used her protected hand to deflect the blade; as the Nord came within arm's length, Kirana punched him in the center of his forehead, knocking his helmet off.

Before the knight could recover, she hit him just behind the chin, incompacitating him.

Rann

Rann had no time to think about what had just transpired, as his mind was more focused on the fight with Mannimarco.

He turned quickly and saw Soldin's predicament.

"Shoot!" he shouted loudly, seeing that Soldin was a bit hesitant.

Flint Ironwood.

Flint nodded and focussed. The logs began to tremble slightly as he put them into his grip. All that time, he watched the army warily.
,,One, two, three. Now. Both at once!" Voltar and Flint released their powers and smacked the lower logs out of the dam. Gravity took over, pushing away the remaining logs and allowing the water to flow free for the first time in years. An avalanche of water and floating logs assailed the army, breaking skulls and drowning lungs.

Flint spun around without watching any further.
,,I waited till those general-types were in the middle. Now let's run!"


(I decided to let Voltar and Flint coöperate at the same time. The dam had to be busted in a very short timespan. Don't worry about Voltar loosing his cover though. He used roughly as much power as Flint did and being an Altmer, this doesn't look out of place.)

Mannimarco

Slowly step by step he advanced, nearing completion with his spell. He started muttering a Sload death chant, and he increased in volume every step he took. He was almost on Soldin, within thirty yards, and the short timespan where Mannimarco was mortal was drawing to a close. Mannimarco sent the death chant through the leash, and it played in Kirana's mind. The sheer force of the necromantic power being muttered awoke the unconcious Nord at Kirana's feet. Mannimarco cackled and continued his approach.

Kirana, dazed

The ancient tones echoed through her mind; Kirana shut her eyes to listen to every word. She didn't notice the crazed knight getting up...


Ian

"Yes, I understand. So, I have a person in my body who won't answer any of my questions."

He got up and strode toward the cave exit.

OCC: I don't know where I want Ian to show up, any suggestions?

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Soldin

Soldin watched Mannimarco advance. He drew back his arrow and aimed down it, pointing it at Mannimarco's chest. Faced with the decision to kill or be killed, however, took its toll on the young Nord. His arrow trembled as Mannimarco drew closer.

He heard Rann yell something and he loosed his arrow. It shrieked through the air and passed just above Mannimarco's head. Soldin didn't curse, he was too scared to. He simply reached for another arrow....

Rann

Rann looked on in horror as Soldin missed. He knew there was no way he could get there in time to help. It was as if everything around him slowed down, yet he was still helpless and as useful as a third eyebrow.

Soldin...I'm sorry.

Cerpin

Exactly, he answered, If you want answers, you'll have to rejoin some of your companions and do as I say...if not, oh well, we can have some lovely chats, right?

OOC: No problem, jack, makes sense to me.

Flogir

Flogir only spent a few moments watching the mass of water flow past him.

"All right, Flint's right! Let's move on out. We're going to go straight North and and head west to the Imperial City that way. Do you think we need to tail the army anymore?" he asked as they began their trip north.

Mannimarco

Reaching Soldin as he shakily drew another arrow, Mannimarco placed an open palm on Soldin's head. Mannimarco groaned as he tossed Soldin into the air with his magicka. Then he suspended him there with force from his staff. Mannimarco was now only a few feet from Soldin's face, with Soldin being horizontal in the air. Mannimarco stroked Soldin's brow, and Mannimarco could see obvious fear in the Nord's eyes. "Shhh, be brave, die like a true soldier would die! Honor your gods, man! Die with your fist in the air." Mannimarco could see what he said had affect on Soldin, and he hoped the Nord now died unafraid. The gods looked at that when you died, and he did not want Oblivion wished on any mortal, no matter how much he hated the person. Mannimarco placed his palms on Soldin's chest and released the complex matrix of energy into Soldin's body. Energy cackled all around the pair as Soldin was gradually dispersed across Mundus as energy. With his last surge, Mannimarco turned to face the assassins, and then told Kirana through the leash, "The boy is in some sense dead, but he will never truly leave Mundus until I die." Mannimarco paused, and he felt guilt, one of the rare times in his life, then he added, "I have done that to too many people, there will be severe judgement on me when I finally die." He wanted to call for his servants, but with the leash in the way, he didn't want to risk control over them. If Kirana ever found out...

Patholos

The smell of leather awoke him and he was aware of his body. Karn will never forgive me for this, I have been so weak! Disdain filled Patholos and he cried, "Sensei, Forgive me!" Before he passed out.

Soldin, in his final breaths

Soldin watched in horror as he was lifted up. He dropped the bow Rann had given him as well as the arrow he managed to draw out.

He kicked and swung his fists at the air, trying to free himself, until Mannimarco met him face to face. He reached out and touched Soldin's brow and said something about being brave. This only invoked more fear in the young Nord as he found out his death was certain.

Soldin'a dying expression was not one of bravery, nor anger or hatred. His was one of fear and regret. He feared the end and regret ever leaving his home with the strange company. His once bright blue eyes, still alive with teenage ambition and love, had been reduced to deserts of melancholy.

And then he was no more.

Rann

Rann stopped in his tracks, a few feet from Mannimarco. He looked on in horror as their young friend was killed.

The grip on his sword tightened, and he absorbed all the dark magicka he could from the area around him. His tattoo's fierce red glow was still visible through his shirt sleeve, and a single tear was seen streaming down his cheek. Soldin had become somewhat of a little brother.

He pointed directly at Mannimarco, "I swear I'll make you pay for that."