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[Fuzzy Knight]

Arneth
New Vivec, Arena

As Arneth watched Sel, Serene and Otik in the pit he heard rumours about a battle. A army, of neither of the houses had been spotted outside Ebonheart.

"Vivec might not be apart of my home, but its a part of Vvardenfell" Arneth said to himself before taking mental contact with the others.

It's time, a army have been spotted outside Ebonheart. Meet me near Vivec, I wont let these guys fight against the army alone. Arneth said before taking a lost look at Serene and the rest.

Hopefully they will come if aid is needed. He thought before taking on his helmet and rushing out of the Arena and out of Vivec setting route against Ebonheart to meet his men.

Nearing Ebonheart he already saw the army led by Megil. Arneth already thought of a plan, he met his friends not far outside Ebonheart to the east of the battle. They were getting ready.

[Wolfie]

Sedrane Zergonipal

Sedrane felt sheer joy when he heard Jonacin say he had the spark......he, a Dunmer, an Ashlander....born in a tent....at the shores of the grazelands, may that be his mother was a wise woman..who his father was he hadn´t the faintest idea..but that seemed of lerrer importance now
He sat down, lotus position, and closed his eyes......going into meditation

Jonacin
Zergonipal
Jonacin studied the two Dunmer for a while, then he began his own meditation. They sat that way for several hours, until Jonacin's eyes snapped open. "That's enough for today, the two of you. Come back here again at the same time tomorrow and we will continue"

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

Battle of Ebonheart

While Megil persued the silhouette, the ordiantors continued attack,  the arrows were felling goblins by the hundreds, and the pikemen and swordsmen guarded the ranged fighters.  they did not actively pursue the enemy but kept a defensive formation.

At sea the sylphs slaughetered the dropping and drowning men beneath the surface,  their bleeding bodies attracting hordes of slaughterfish.

The Silhouette

Most of the orcs and goblins had already reached the shore by the time the spell was dispelled, but a lot of goblin archers died. The Silhouette lead megil further into ebonheart, where the ordinators left to get to the port part.

"Yes we meet again megil" he unsheathed his sword

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The Orcs and goblins counterattacked, one big orc lead the charge, he sliced off the head of two ordinators in one blow, and spun around and smashed the face of another. The goblin archers continued an extremely fast barrage

[minque]

Raavin
"Ordinators? The Ordinators are Lord Megil's men," Raavin said. "As for men here, around 200 or so."

Athyn Sarethi redoran district, vivec

"Very good ....then let me gather those and tell Lord Megil they are available....."


Serene, vivec arena

"I´m going back to see if I can be of any use to Lord Megil....fighting with swords is just nothing for me....."

Sedrane and Mabarrabael, zergonipal

The two Ahemmusa woke up from their meditation....thanked Jonacin for his efforts.

"Maybe we should try to get us something to eat?" Mabarrabael was ravishingly hungry.

Sedrane laughed......"You´re always hungry!, bt perhaps Jonacin also needs some fortification, so let´s see if the women have prepared something"

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

Darum, Zergoniple

Darum walked up to Sedrene, and Jonacin "Ahh sedrene i've been meaning to ask you, when are we going to attack voz, my troops are ready whenever the other tribes are?"

Dalrus, Balmora

"Men start going out and finding all the miners in this city, we will at least mine the stone for the fort before Stauros gets here" she said in a commanding voice, and the men did what she said

[minque]

Sedrane, zergonipal

"Ahh, " Sedrane smiled, "We have to coordinate all tribes, and I reckon Kaushad and Sul-Matuul will have the final desicion..after all their tribes are bigger!, but the Ahemmusa are ready.....ehh that is after we get some food......SOME of us re starving..at least they think they are" He looked at Mabarrabael with a mile saying that

[Fuzzy Knight]

Arneth
Ebonheart, outside Ebonheart Walls

Arneth with the few friends he had drew their weapons and sat in a small attack against the Orc and Goblins flank.

Arneth led the small group, as he slashed down the creatures and made his way deeper into the hostile army...

[Megil Tel-Zeke]

Battle of Ebonheart

It was ahrd tos ay how the battle was going, goblins and orcs were flling at an amazing rate, but it seemed they were being replaced by an even more outstanding rate. The mages were drawing from the cities nearly inexpensible magicka supply, sending powerful spells intot he orcs and goblins, killing many of the frenzied creatures. The melee combatants were having a ahrder time, as the frenzied monsters were insanely poweful and thrashing though soldiers. Still only a few ordinators were dieing, most would dodge the orcs razy moves. ducking beneath their arms only to send a sword through their throats. the pikeman planted teh but of their spears and pikes and impaled the oncoming horde in the chest.

Megil

"Indeed, so let us continue," Megil said as he sent an uppercut blow with his sword, throwing the silhouette up into the air, Megil followed suit. casting a levitation spell before darting after the silhouette.

This post has been edited by Megil Tel-Zeke: Oct 8 2005, 06:59 PM

[DoomedOne]

Kaushad
Zergonipal

"We will not be attacking Tel Vos for quite some time. You should be leading your mean in the raidings at the Grazelands. Please, pay attention at the Council Meetings next time," Kaushad interrupted from behind. He had grown positively bitter over the last few days, trapped in the cold damp ruins while many of his men were dying in the Grazelands.

"Guerilla Warfare, it's called," Kaushad continued, patronizing Darum out of spite. "Your Predesseor knew what that was. I only wish you were up to par. Tel Vos is only a last resort if our men are organized enough. Sedrane, despite what you may think, Tel Vos is much more fortified than you guessed. Just because your people can wear armor, it does not mean they're ready to attack Tel Vos.

"The Ashlander's fighting ability lies not in being trained in the ways of the Civilized world, something that woman has tainted you with. We Ashlanders have a powerful ability in war because we have spirit, because we have community. Those two things, they lack. We can fight with ferocity, with tactic, no training in the world can beat that. It's too bad that Ahemussa is losing their spirit, turning to witch-craft and ancient sparks. I assure you though, Zainab is not."

[minque]

Sedrane, Zergonipal

"I resent that speak from you Kaushad!" Sedrane spat, " You know nothing about my warrior´s ability, you know nothing of their dedication, their skills.....we have ancestors, we have spirit, but just because we are not narrowminded to just rely on old warfare just because we want to try something new..something that is not expected from ashlanders, you pick on us..or rather YOU pick on ME!!, Nothing I say or do, do I get approval from you of! NOTHING!!!!....... So you better tell me Kaushad......what have I done to make you do this to me????"

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

OOC: the moldair haven't shown theirselves yet

The Silhouette

he fell backwards but quickly regained his balance. and with a swift movement, spun his blades around like a windmill, towards megil

[Megil Tel-Zeke]

OOC: sry i edited
Megil
Megil glided above the silhouette,

"Ground bound are you? pity" as he sent a fireball from his left hand.

This post has been edited by Megil Tel-Zeke: Oct 8 2005, 07:01 PM

[Kell-Reevor]

Val-Jeer Battle

So that's Lord Megil... what is he doing?

Val darted between the two, barely avoiding the fireball. His sword aimed directly at the silhoutte, his eyes to Megil

"Lord Megil... why do you waste your time with this 'puppet'? Don't you have a greater enemy to vanquish?"

[Megil Tel-Zeke]

Megil

Megil glanced at teh white robed argonian, he nodded and then slipped away looking for the pupeteer. Sword at the ready, slipping in and out of trees looking for the leaders of this ramshackle group of creatures.

[Kell-Reevor]

Val-Jeer

Val grinned with madness.

For his whole life, he held an unnaturally high spiritual awareness... this why why he could cast without incantations and why he had heard the song that night. When he played that song, the song that no living being should hear, he became a conduit for spirits, much as how silver is a conduit of magicka.

But spirits are fickle vengeful things... deep inside Val a battle was being fought far greater than the battle at Ebonheart. The side of pain and vengeance was winning, and it showed. The very flickering lights about Val were getting brighter, a brightness that had an unwholsome feel to it. His eyes were turning black. And worst of all, the very air about him was crackling with negative energy.

Val-Jeer was dying.

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

Megil

Megil glanced at teh white robed argonian, he nodded and then slipped away looking for the pupeteer. Sword at the ready, slipping in and out of trees looking for the leaders of this ramshackle group of creatures.

The Silhouette

the silhouette dodged the fire ball "please argonian, puppet, though my master is strong even he cannot win in a fight of swords. He would beat any of us in spells though, but not in battle no, he says spells that shape continents, he's already created huge islands to the north with that he flew up into the air, and levitated "ground bound you say?" he said as he launched frost at his opponent "my master never comes to battle, so as you can see i am not the puppet here

[DoomedOne]

Wred Halius
New Vivec

When Wred reached Hlaalu, he was immediataly ordered to join the battle. He quickly ran up to his room and donned some dry clothing and armor, grabbed a simple rejuvination elixer and a loaf of bread, then headed out. No way would he miss this.

Some time over the last half hour his face contorting vial must have worn out. It meant that, seeing as how Megil was one of the only people to see him without his mask (the others were Sylphs) Megil would be looking for the man he saw with that particular face. Wred Halius, however, had no such face. It was all too eloquent. His alibi, even, was told, for now he'd be leading House Hlaalu in the battle of Ebonhart.

"House Hlaalu!" he yelled upon entering the battlefield. He saw most of the Hlaalu men were stranded, being cut down at a fast rate. Something had to change if he didn't want his entire guard to be decimated.

"HOUSE HLAALU!" he yelled again. "Fall under me!" he screamed, and the Hlaalu guard began to run to him. He fought his way through the buildings around Ebonhart, now with twenty men fighting by him. As they continued, they gathered more of the Hlaalu guard to their side, men that were trapped or otherwise.

Now that they were organized, it was time to strike against the opposing force. Wred charged down a deep slope at a small gathering of Goblins and tore them up with his broadsword. His men followed him down, easily cutting up the stragglers who had their energy drained by Wred's enchantment. First Wred would ram himself into the many groups of Orcs of Goblins, and then allow the Hlaalu guard to follow, easily cutting them down with their broken defensive lines and battered shields.

A boat docked behind them, and Goblins begans spilling out of the boat onto the shore, before the boat was sunken by a force from below the Sea. Wred realized his men were being caught off guard, and he shoved himself back through his own forces to meet the Goblins. Before he realized it, he was surrounded by their forces. He felt knife and sword wounds plucking into his legs. With every swipe of his broadsword, he knocked out at least five and killed at least one. It wasn't enough though, his guard had already been cut down to just ten men, and things were looking quite ill for him as well.

(Note: ten men does not mean the entire Hlaalu guard is now only ten men strong, just that when he first entered the battle he could only gather about twenty hlaalu guardsmen, the rest were off in other parts of the port. Also note, Megil should not recognize him, just making sure that is understood.)

Kaushad
Zergonipal

"You just don't get it, do you Sedrane? Ahemussa has changed radically since the old days. It used to be that the younger ashlanders respected their elders. It used to be the younger ashlanders took their elder's words as pearls of wisdom. Now I have the two of you disobeying my wishes. You know, not less than two hundred years ago that'd be enough to make me exile the both of you. Times have changed, but you understand, it's not a simple matter of learning new magic, it's that you're forgetting the old ways, you're replacing the old ways. That I will not abide."

This post has been edited by DoomedOne: Oct 8 2005, 11:53 PM

[Kell-Reevor]

Val-Jeer

With the same mad grin, Val braced himself, sword ready for a mighty swing. The ice blast closing in, steaming as it collided with Val's darkening energy. Val swung the weapon. A deafening boom filled the air, along with a blinding flash of light.

The light faded, and there Val stood... two lesser ice blasts split behind him, continuing their course.

The feeling was glorious. The pent up rage, everything he had put away was surfacing. The hatred for everything, the overwhelming desire for vengeance... Vengeance against the living...

His eyes brightened, and he began his charge.

This post has been edited by Kell-Reevor: Oct 9 2005, 12:10 AM

[minque]

Kaushad
Zergonipal

"You just don't get it, do you Sedrane?  Ahemussa has changed radically since the old days.  It used to be that the younger ashlanders respected their elders.  It used to be the younger ashlanders took their elder's words as pearls of wisdom.  Now I have the two of you disobeying my wishes.  You know, not less than two hundred years ago that'd be enough to make me exile the both of you.  Times have changed, but you understand, it's not a simple matter of learning new magic, it's that you're forgetting the old ways, you're replacing the old ways.  That I will not abide."

Sedrane
Zergonipal

"I ...get what I choose to get!" Sedrane spat, "I respect the elders when they and their opinions deserves to be respected....just stubbornly keeping the old ways because it has always been like that just doesnt exist anymore!, ..Why do you think the Ahemmusa has been weak? I have encoraged my warriors to look forward, to be offensive, see things clearly....see the inevitable changes that come with the new Era! My mother is our Wise Woman....she is in favor of my small changes, she knows that we can´t dwell in the past....nevertheless we respect our ancestors the way we always have done...it´s just that we have decided to try new things..new magic..."

Sedrane was silent for 3 seconds..enough to gain his breath again....

"Serene and Jonacin has been with us....they have taught us wonders, we wouldn´t have been alive if it weren´t for them....Jonacin is the most famous hero in Tamriel...it would be foolish not to listen to him..not to learn from him..."

"Besides..you Kaushad is the Zainab Ashkan.....you have absolutely no powers to expell me or Mabarrabael!....the Ahemmusa is MY domain..."

[Intestinal Chaos]

Dane (the day before the battle)

Dane had arrived in New Vivec. It hadn't been long and he'd been well rested though his behind was a little sore from the rough carapace of the strider. He immediatly set out to find work. After some time he had located a foreman and without further ado had worked out a deal for himself, 4 hlaalens an hour for helping rebuild the wreckage and there was lot of wreckage to be rebuilt.

"Alright that's enough" the foreman yelled out to the struggling laborers
"That's it for the night, pack up and head on out."

Dane looked up, wiped the sweat from his brow and put down the large rock he was lifting.

I haven't gotten a workout this difficult in weeks

He put his shirt back on and went to the foreman to collect his pay.

"Good job out there, if anything doesn't come up I'd like to see you tomorrow" the foreman said, dropping a bag of hlaalens in Dane's hand.

"If you'll have me" Dane replied a little too emotionless, bone tired from work. Afterwards he marched off to the nearest inn to catch himself a well deserved rest.


Kane Malik (the night before the battle)

Kane had just finished with the corpse of his most recent kill. It didn't matter that it was just a rat it bled all the same. He licked his daggers clean, wiped the blood and intestines off his face and snuck about the undercity a bit more until he found a ladder up. He had been down there for quite a long amount of time and had found almost no victims besides rats and the occasional nix-hound who had somehow wound up in the dank sewer. As he climbed he knew he should look for some work, because where there was work there was killing.

Kane reached the surface, and though expecting to be blinded by light was not, for it was night time. He looked around a bit. It looked mostly deserted accept for the occasionaly ordinator. He smiled and ran off into the night.

This post has been edited by Intestinal Chaos: Oct 10 2005, 04:27 PM