The life of Nethemi Ocatu [WIP:P] Options

[Konji]

After a long time away from writing I'm ready to tell of Nethemi's life, starting with his birth, childhood and relative history, all the way to the reason and reasoning behind why he enered the Imperial prison.

Also just done 4 sides of A4 notes on his first few encounters in the ayleid ruins across the from the starting sewers...still haven't found what's at the end.

Watch this space.

This post has been edited by Konradude: Apr 14 2006, 09:56 PM

[Konji]

Getting exciting now!! Heck, maybe someone will even read it.

It was as my teeth attempted to rip through the seemingly impenetrable crust of the ancient loaf in my hand that the sound of an opening door, and three people’s footsteps, reverberated down the grime ridden staircase and seeped into our cells. I yielded to the historical food product and placed back on the rotted table, turning on my heel as I stood. An old and withered man appeared outside my cell, flanked by two troops. They seemed high ranking, with ornamental armour covering their figures and an exquisitely crafted sword by their side. All three of the new arrivals stared at me in confusion, then faced each other with a gormless expression plastered on their faces. One of the guards seemed to apologise for my existence – a woman if I remember rightly. These were definitely ornamental troops.

They entered, regardless of my shoddy placement, and ordered me to the back wall. A strange feeling then came over me, causing me to become…detached from normal life and causing my soul to watch through a shield of my own restrictions. I seem to remember the old man telling me he knew me, and being told by the rear guard to stay out of the way before they opened up a secret passage by my bed and walked through. I held back for a moment, walking over to the bars of my cell. I smiled contemptuously at the Dunmer across the hall, revelling in the incredulous look apparent as he stared dimly at me. With a slight chuckle I followed the three into the passageways by my cell.
As we descended the stairs to venture deeper into the area beneath the Prison District we were ambushed by a handful of assassins clad in mysterious armour. The guards that had surrounded the emperor now charged forward, unleashing a flurry of attacks to every assassin. It was obvious I had been severely mistaken calling them ornamental – They were the most efficient fighting force I had ever witnessed. On the moment of death the masked attackers were immediately stripped of their armour. It was then I realised that it was fake armour, summoned by the wearer for use only at certain times.

As the Emperor and his bodyguards spoke amongst themselves I knelt reluctantly, my knee only slightly brushing against the dank stones beneath me, and searched their bodies for the item they had used to summon the magnificent armour. I cursed softly to myself upon finding that they owned no such item, but must have known it themselves. This must mean they were members of a close knit organisation, specialising in the arcane. It was most likely that they were members of a Daedric Cult, but which I could not tell.

I had no time to ponder this further however, as directly behind me the wall erupted with vermin - the rodents leaping at me with yellowed fangs bared. I yelped, and rolled forwards using my well positioned arms to lever the body of the assassin I was searching in between myself and the rat. It sank its teeth into scalp of the man, squealing with delight at flesh. The other rat had bounded past my barrier however, preferring the taste of live meat. I stood and turned, swinging my arm around my body and catapulting the rodent into wall to my left. It impacted with a satisfying crunch, its skull fractured. With the sight of its comrade in…paws beaten the other rat hurtled towards me, screeching with unbridled ferocity. I grinned, reaching out a hand to my target. Sensing a meal the rat attempted to close its jaws around my finger – a fatal mistake – before exploding into fleshy fragments as my fireball did its work inside the creature.