The Tale of Axl Lynch, I thought I'd try my hand at writing... Options

[Axlynch]

I'm not one for catchy introductions so I'll just explain the situation. Cyrodiil is in distress following the assassination of emperor Uriel Septim and all of his known heirs. It is rumored that portals to the many planes of Oblivion have sprung up in select places all over Tamriel. People were beginning to lose hope when, out of the confusion, a hero appears. However, this hero is too busy fighting for the empire to hear the whispers of a mysterious mage who happens to welcome the Oblivion invasion. He sees it as the ultimate challenge, not only if his skill as a wizard and necromancer, but also of his skill as a leader and a strategist. Therefor he has made it his mission to prepare for and to thwart the chosen one. To begin his great quest the necromancer must have the right materials. His first order of business will be a journey to Echo Cave and a small visit to none other than the King of Worms himself, Mannimarco. Ladies and gentlemen, the Tale of Axl Lynch.

Author's Notes: I'll begin the story in a few, gonna grab a bite to eat.

[Axlynch]

Thank you for the complement and the welcome Metal Mallet. For the moment I'm pretty much making things up as I go along, developing the story on the spot until I have a little more spare time to sit think. I'll make this next installment longer than the last.

The next night, at the exact hour of nine PM the brothers set out. They were traveling from a house in the Imperial Waterfront to Echo Cave to the north west. The trip would take nearly eight hours at a comfortable pace which left them nearly an hour to spare for whatever reason.

"It's about damn time we left. How long will the trip take?" Seth's voice had traces of frustration, relief, and last but certainly not least, hunger.

"I would most certainly hold eternal gratitude for you if you would kindly consider a ceasation(SP?) of this mindless drivle(SP?). The knowledge of our mission alone is nearly enough to drive me mad and if that's not enough I am forced to travel with the likes of you and a nearly unbearable form of hunger gnawing holes in the pits of my stomach. So please be a gentleman and shut the hole under your nose!" Axl spoke quickly and directly, clearly trying to confuse his brother into silence.

"If I hadn't been by your side for the last two hundred years I wouldn't have understood a word you just said. Wouldn't have mattered either, I'd kill a stranger for talking like that." To prove his point, Seth drew his sword and swung at a tree trunk that was nearly three feet across. As the sword made contact the tree's juices were forced out, leaving a wet line across his face. The sword cut completely through the tree so quickly that it didn't even fall. Smiling, he turned to face Axl.

"Very well." Laughing, Axl concentrated on the split tree. Using telekinesis he seperated the upper part from the trunk and sent it flying.

"Let's just go." Said Seth, casting a silence spell on Axl who spent the next five minutes mumbling undoubtedly large words of anger and frustration.

After a good three hours of uninterupted travel the brothers chanced upon an Ayleid ruin. Looking up at the sky to note the time, Axl turned to his brother.

"We're nearly an hour ahead of schedule, meaning if we continue on at this pace we'll reach our destination with two hours of night left."

"And?" asked an impatient Seth.

"And I need some Welkynd stones. You know I was born underthe sign of the Atronoch, brother. My magicka is stunted and I have only two good stones to recharge it. Without my magicka I'm forced to use this," He pulled a silver dagger from a sheathe at his ankle. "and I'm not too good with it."

"That's exactly why you should have gone down my path. Let's be quick about this. Frying just isn't my thing." At that, the two entered the ruin, desperately hoping to find the restorative Welkynd stones.

This post has been edited by Axlynch: Aug 4 2006, 10:05 PM