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A War of Houses - Playground 6

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[DoomedOne]

En'Fel
New Vivec Prison

En'Fel grumbled. He remembered that day not too long ago when he fell to his face and allowed himself beaten and insulted by a Telvanni scout. This was no different, he only wished Hel'Tic were here so that what he thought at that moment could be voiced.

"Very well, what is your plan?"

Wred
New Vivec, Hlaalu district

"And you're sure he knows nothing?" Wred asked a guard he was having a conversation with while putting on his mercenary armor.

"That's what he said. The agents in the city don't tend to know anything. I can't tell whether he's lying either. That one, he's difficult," the guard responded.

"Well keep his food rations down until he answers some questions then," Wred said.

"Will do," the guard answered.

At that moment Isaarin entered the room. "There we are!" he said to Wred with a twisted smile. "Ready to get some real work done aye?"

"I suppose so," said Wred.

Isaarin was about to speak, then stared at the guard, who gave an awkward shrug and left the room. "Wred," he said. "Remember, if you fail."

"I work for the Morag Tong, I was ordered to kill him by Telvanni, I went behind the backs of my fellow Morag Tong, etcetera etcetera." Wred finished with his steel and leather armor, and tied his cloak around his neck. It draped his armor under it.

"Good!" Isaarin exclaimed. "One last thing," he reached into his pocket and pulled out a black mask, then held it evenly away from Wred's face, and compressed it down so it stuck. "That should hide your identidy. Remember, some people will recognize you, so if you are caught, before anyone noteworthy see's your face, you..." Isaarin pulled a vile from the same pocket, "must pour this vile all over your face."

Wred accepted the vile nervously, then threw his hood up and set out silently.

This post has been edited by DoomedOne: Sep 16 2005, 11:38 PM

[Dantrag]

En'Fel
New Vivec Prison

En'Fel grumbled.  He remembered that day not too long ago when he fell to his face and allowed himself beaten and insulted by a Telvanni scout.  This was no different, he only wished Hel'Tic were here so that what he thought at that moment could be voiced.

"Very well, what is your plan?"

Amili

"You will kill Melkaan, something you already wanted to do," she began. "This way, I am not blamed for my own rise in House Telvanni, and you get your revenge."

"We can work out a peace between our peoples later; Melkaan comes first. Agreed?"

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Sep 17 2005, 02:55 AM