OCC: Since Ian and Karn were the first combatants of the initial battle, and remained at the forefront of the battle, most of the soldiers only know about them because of that. So, despite what they happen to be, and who they already command aside, they are probably in pretty good graces with the soldiers.
KarnIn spite of how convincing Rann's apology was, Karn doubted that the Dunmer regretted anything he did, no matter how impulsive. From what he'd heard from Patholos, Serene's grandson had a hatred for the Dark Brotherhood.
Understandable, after all, isn't that why the Narza'Tai will outlive its predesesor. The Sensei mused,
If the Dark Brotherhood gathered again, the intense hatred for them would lead to their demise. The 'family' was a gang of homicidal cut-throuts and sadistic maniacs with an over-developed urge to spill the blood of others.... This image of the Dark Brotherhood was one of the elements that had inspired the birth of the Narza'Tai. Where the former was simple a cult of killers, the Narza'Tai would have a true purpose, they would have duty instead of savagry.
A sudden thought broke his revere, the look Patholos had when he'd departed. He and Rann hated each other, Karn wondered if his lieutenant would go so far.....
Plys'IeaA sound of thunder roared from the nearby storm. The alien stood still in the middle of the streets leading to the gates, small pieces of flesh clung to the spikes on his staff, human blood stained his jaws, covered his tongue.
The mangled remains of the Nord lieutenant was barely recognizable. He looked down at the corpse, into the sightless gaze of the man. The Plys'Iea snorted and swiveled his head to gaze at the eight remaining werewolves who were gorging themselves on the bodies of the dead.
A tiny drop of rain splashed on his snake-like head, then another three. And then the sky dumped its sorrows upon the world below. As the rain fell, he pondered what to do next, the King of Worms had dissappeared again.
Before he could get far in his brooding, a brilliant flash nearly blinded the alien. A wolf howled in surprise.... and was rapidly cut off. Even without his half-gone vision, the Plys'Iea knew the mighty beast had crumpled to the ground dead.
As they scattered, he chanced a look at the battlements and spied two individuals.....
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Satyana, joining 'Issac
She looked at her sister, slowly moving her head from side to side....she was right!, but so was Issac! Amrita hadn´t known either of them fo very long, so how could she promise everything would turn out ok? Unless of course.... Satyana shrugged, Amrita would of course pull some magic stunt on Rann! She doidn´t trust her anyway, but decided to maybe try her.
But that had to wait a while since she found Issac on the barriers throwinbg fireballs....Her place was with him! She approached him, touching his arm..
"Issac, sweetie, I´m here I´ll help out"
Satyana Sarethi prepared for her big show.....Small blue flames surrounded her, her amethyst-eyes glowed with an eerie light...she took a deep breath, stretched both her arms forward and spoke the incantation, so famous...so lethal!....
"Flammor, förtär dina mål, inifrån och ut...förtär tills intet mer än aska kvarstår"
A blue-white cloud emerged from her hands....
IssacHe grinned slightly when Satyana appeared, "I would perfer help from none other." The spell she cast was very impressive, but Issac would never forget how her eyes looked at that moment, if he could help it, they were so captivating.
The werewolf Satyana's spell struck was put to an end instantly, not going too into detail. "It looks like their pulling back...." Issac said as the wolves and giant reptilian creature retreated. The brief gaze the mysterious creature at him caused Issac shudder involuntary.
This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Aug 24 2007, 07:42 AM