The Roots of Svelkreen, Shards of a Broken Empire Options

[Uleni Athram]

The Posting Order


Ahrenil -> Jack Cloudy -> Uleni Athram -> Saqin -> Grif11 -> Dantrag -> Lord Revan -> TheTrueCaboose







Licensed fools and madmen, tumbling maniacs and demented entertainers. They danced to invinsible flutes, sang without words. Their noise of celebration echoed in the barren halls of the Royal Palace of Cyrodiil, where the political tension is thick and the Emperor innerly ravaged with some unknown turmoil. The Elder Council, in a rare display of affection towards their ruler, hired this troupe to thin the miasmatic fog that gripped the Palace from out of nowhere.

Of course, they might've also hired this troupe to simply hide the fact that the Mulberry Smiler, an assassin with some reknown, was among them.

The Mulberry Smiler, aptly named because of his/her blue-red-green costume, splitted away from the main group. He/She brandished a box from his/her inventories, a box with intricate carvings of birds and dragons. He/She held it to the air with reverence, held it in the air so the feasting nobles may see it.

The rest of the troupe all lined up in two lines beside the Emperor, making way as the Smiler now took steps towards Martin, who looked on with amusement. That amusement grew with curiousity as the Smiler kneeled before him, head bowed, box held out for the Emperor to take. He indulged in the act and took the box. The troup began to jitter and chatter wildly and excitedly. The Smiler made an eager motion and the young Emperor opened the box.

Its contents was a silky paper with the words 'I accept' written by a fluent hand. A smile lit up the Emperor's features as the Smiler now danced with abandon, the rest of the troupe doing the same.


And then the door opened, mercenaries and hired thugs entering.

This post has been edited by Uleni Athram: Oct 7 2011, 09:04 AM

[TheTrueCaboose]

Kelzar

Kelzar was wandering around the old Greybeard ruins of the Dragon Lords looking for his target. He had come close in the past few days but the target still tried to elude him. Kelzar knew that he was right on top of him now and that the target had nowhere to run. He then saw him and snuck up behind the target giving him a kick in the back of his leg making him fall over into the snow. After the target got over the initial shock he started laughing. Kelzar held his hand out to help him up as the man said "Well I should never make another bet with you not being able to follow my tracks again". The man gave Kelzar the 500 gold they had bet upon and they went their seperate ways lauging about it. In a nearby village he decided to go to his old friend Ferugar ran up to him with news that he was to go to the Imperial Palace at once and to attend a banquet. Ferugar had written the day and time that he was supposed to be there by. A few moments after Ferugar left he remembered he forgot to ask him how he had found out but it didn't matter anyway know he knew he had to get underway.

Three days and Kelzar was here as he walked into the banquet hall the gaurd at the door stopped him and said "Sir look you cant be carrying a weapon that sharp into the hall. Its just too dangerous as I've seen what those can do before." the gaurd started shuffling nervously as Kelzar towered over him just as if the gaurd was trying to stop him from entering. Kelzar in an annoyed voice said "I have a right to carry my weapon in there and don't try to stop me from carrying this in just because I'm a Nord or because I might accidentally cut someone with it. I wouldn't be carrying it if I didn't know how to use it expertly! Just stop stalling me because we both know thats a terrible excuse to not allow someone into the banquet hall" then Kelzar pushed passed the gaurd into the hall. He caught the gaurd say "Young arrogant sod thinking he can talk to me like that". Kelzar then smiled to himself thinking if only he knew how much older he was than him, while at the same time not being acustomed to being treated by with such stupidity.

The banquet hall was so packed with nobles and mercinaries that he was starting to sweat from the heat. He looked around suspiciously and everyone at the tables seemed to try to avoid his searching eyes. Then he spotted the guy he was looking for waving him over. The man seemed suprised that Kelzar knew that he was to recieve a letter from him and shuffled through the crowds of people squeezing his way slowly to Kelzar. The letter finally got to him. The man holding the letter said "I'm sorry I couldn't find you in the city, but how did you know to come here". Kelzar's expression didn't move an inch as he replied "Old Nord trick". The messenger shrugged and walked away in a fashion that suggested he more couldn't have been bothered to find me at Skyrim or was just too scared. Luckly Kelzar was told the Emperor was looking for him by a man called Ferugar an old friend of his. Kelzar then began to read the note. It said "Dear Friend it is a long time scince I saw you last. In the times before I even knew about any of this deadra magic or Oblivion. Its funny to think that you will look exactly the same as I remember you. I am however going to ask you a question and you must help me. I want you to join me to look for a very special artifact that is of secret significance. Join me in my banqueting hall and all will be explained". Kelzar put the note back in the letter and slid it into his back pocket. He walked to the table and went to sit down.

He was obviously one of the last ones as most people at the table took two seconds to look back to see who had just sat down. Martin seemed to be away at the moment. He sat next to a Dumner that appeared to be lost in his train of thought. As soon as Kelzar took his letter back out to re-read the letter the Redgaurd on the other side of him from the Dumner looked at him with quizical stare. He then asked "Thats funny your letter is different to mine and everybody elses here". Kelzar asked him "Did everyone get the same letters". The man repleid "Yes they did and yours is different". Kelzar knew why but then completely ignored the man. Then he tookk a second look at the jester suspiciously. Under Kelzars breath he muttered "Its Smiler how did the assassin get here. I've seen his handywork in the past as far it goes." He wasn't sure the Dumner beside him caught a word or two of that but the Dumner did not show it. Kelzar was soon aware of what an amature mistake muttering something important under your breath was but it couldn't be helped now. As soon as he had sat down he recieved a letter from the Champion of Cyrodill. Kelzar nodded to the Champion as he stode to give out more letters. This one appeared to be inviting him to a private room in which Martin resided. He took a quick look at the Dumner and told him "You may want to read what you've got there its important". Kelzar then left the table and headed into a room in which he saw Martin smiling as he entered.

The room was far less populated than the banquet hall which was quite refreshing. As he scanned the room he saw several people none of which he recognised. It was an awkward silence. But it did give time for Kelzar to reflect upon the evening. The only reason I can think of why Smiler is here is to serve Martin in the same task we are as he is in the same room. Smiler is a bit weird and the strange thing is that you can never tell if it is a man or woman and the assassin never speaks either. I must also tell Martin to fire that messenger he had sent to Skyrim to fetch me as he obviously hadn't done his job. Then being told by an old friend of his under vauge circumstances out of the blue like that. It was a complete disaster. Well at least he was here now. Just needed to wait for things to start.

This post has been edited by TheTrueCaboose: Oct 7 2011, 12:21 PM