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

[Ahrenil]

Blaiddalen

The Breton left with the rest, disgusted by both of the supposed "leaders" of the Cyrodils. A whining child and a brow beating fool. It was no wonder that the provinces were fighting each other, with such minds leading them they could not possibly be withheld from fighting their ancient wars for ancient prizes that they probably weren't sure why they wanted anymore.

The Bosmer spoke up, and he found himself agreeing with her. "The Clanfather should step down and let another lead, for he obviously cannot. As for this task he has given us, it is likely we will be found and some of you will die if you go." Bliadallen stated in his broken common, looking at each party member in turn. "But, the Dunmer fight well, they are a strong people, and I would be happy to send some of them howling to the great wolf before I leave for Da'malel"

He wacthed the others reactions before continuing. "The clanfather is weak, so the clan must be strong. With the weakening of the ash elves the warriors will fall before the legions, and Morrowind will be retaken, perhaps the swamplands as well. The clan fights itself, it must be one or all shall fall."

Urzul

Urzul hated the top brass, the title could use the loss of the B and R in her opinion. It was always some dumb idiot with more political connections than sense who wanted some military honours on his chest, so kids get sent far from home to take an arrow in the gut and die in a ditch under different stars. Always the same deal, and now they were no different, just this time the Imperial Legion could and would deny any connections if they were caught, and the Dunmeri were not ones to give quarter.

There was already debate as to whether they should even go, and while Urzul detested the idea of being forced to go to war again, she knew exactly what she could and would fight for. "If we don't go, how many more will die? The Legion will either move in and fight both the Argonians and the Dunmer, considering one of them doesn't wipe out the other first, or we can go and take that damn artifact and blackmail the ash skinned bastards into standing down...No offense" she declared, apologising to the only Dunmer present quickly.

OOC:Next Jack Cloudy

This post has been edited by Ahrenil: Oct 27 2011, 03:38 PM