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War Of Houses - Playground 5

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[ShogunSniper]

Weather/Time Update

Current Time: Dusk; small amount of sunlight left.
Current Weather: Slightly cold; small breezes; no clouds
Current Seaeson: [Fall] (Never learned the TES equivalent of the real life seasons, if someone could whip up a chart, plz PM me)

OOC: good enough?

This post has been edited by ShogunSniper: Sep 7 2005, 11:26 PM

[Aki]

Current Seaeson: [Fall] (Never learned the TES equivalent of the real life seasons, if someone could whip up a chart, plz PM me)

(OOC: *cough* )

Lykaon
Ald'Ruhn

Lykaon strolled through the backstreets of Ald'Ruhn, he had heard rumors of a oncoming House War as he had left New Vivec, not that he believed it that much. It was worth remebering and considering, but not believing totally. No RUMOR was. As he moved through the darking streets he noticed a Khajiit being tailed by several Dunmer. Lykaon knew their ilk. Cammona Tong. They managed to herd the Khajiit towards the side of the Skar, the outskirts of Ald'Ruhn. Racist bastards... Lykaon reflected, following behind them.

"Die, fetcher!" one suddenly screamed, thrusting at the frail looking Khajiit female, a Silver dagger in hand. He was surprised as he found a ebony mailed fist wrap around his own, stopping him scant inches from the feline's back.

"Leave her be," Lykaon said, drawing up to his full height and giving a imperious stare. "End this without bloodshed."

"Outlander scum!" another screamed, drawing a Dwemer war-axe and swinging it. Lykaon lept back, drawing his Katana as the Dunmer with the axe's clusmy swing ended up removing the wrist of his dagger weilding friend.

"AAAAAUIIH, ME HAND!" The mer screamed, clutching the bleeding stump as he collasped. The Axe weildler, and the two other Dunmer charged, drawing swords.

The axe user and the first with a sword to reach Lykaon were given a free haircut that left them a head shorter. As their bodies fell to the ground, Lykaon slashed the third from stomach to forehead. Within moments the ash was muddy with blood.

"The Cammona Tong has existed too long," Lykaon said to the remaining Dunmer, the one who was sans a hand. "They should disband if they value their lives. Take their predjudices and shove 'em where the sun don't shine. Now go...and tell that to who you follow. Lest they end up as the three on the ground..."

The Dunmer scrambled to his feet and ran off.