To Heir is Human II - Playground 10, Continuing... Options

[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir

Before Flogir could act on anything, Kirana teleported the necromancer away. Flogir was actually surprised that someone would risk themselves like that. Sheathing his sword, looked around at the others.

"What exactly just happened?"

[Priest of Sithis]

Mannimarco

Disoriented by the sudden change in places, and rather displeased that his magicka field allowed this mistake, Mannimarco walked over to the form of Kirana. His staff was in another place, and he called it back with his Return spell. He looked at the form of Kirana on the floor. It looked like the teleportation spell took alot out of her. He raised her with the power in his staff and held her aloft in the air. "Fool girl!" He hissed, "I only needed the heirs for the secrets of REMAN CYRODILL! ARGH!" Mannimarco shot life, the antithesis of death, into Kirana. She would be feeling ectasy if not for her unconsciousness. Mannimarco waited for her to wake, readying a spell that killed all that were around the caster, because of the massive amount of magicka it took. "Your curse will be the worst I've ever created, wench, and you will seek death but death will not find you. You will console the end, but there is no end for you, You will feel every fiber of your being burnt down to its core. You will pay for this foolishness!" And he readied the spell that turned the victim into a conduit of pain, that is an immortal creature on Mundus that feels the pain of everything around it in a three hundred foot radius. The victim will not die until the caster says that they may die.

OOC: Maybe a little rough with the spell, PM me if too harsh

Army of Morrowind, Commander Astratus

Commander Astratus walked up the strange man dressed in black from behind. He said, "Can I help you find something, sir?" As he placed his hand on the man's shoulder, he thought, "What a strange person, who walks about masquerading like a criminal?" Commander Astratus placed a hand on his hilt. Carefull man, don't do anything stupid....

[Dantrag]

OOC: sorry I didn't use your thread, Revan, but it used incorrect roman numerals and this one had a post with it.

Rann

Rann let his sword fall to the ground as it was obvious he didn't need to be stalling for time anymore. Now he had to go about releasing the magicka he'd absorbed.

He had the idea of channeling it into a detect life spell. He figured he might be able to find out where Kirana was and at least point in her direction before he collasped.

The enormous amount of dark magicka he absorbed both from Mannimarco and the other unidentified source, he couldn't see Kirana's position, but he could feel it. Surprisingly enough, he didn't collapse or feel fatigued. He did however, feel an extreme pain in his arm where his tattoo was located.

He looked at his arm to see the snake slowly getting longer and getting larger, looking like a real snake slithering up his arm.

My power must be of dark nature. he surmised, That's why the magicka I absorbed from Serene had negative effects on me...

OOC: where exactly did they teleport?

[Lord Revan]

Kirana

Consciousness returned, and Kirana felt more alive than ever before. It was a complete bliss, she nearly forgot what had happened. However, even though awareness of harsh reality was with her, she couldn't summon the will to fight or struggle.

Though not privy to Mannimarco's fuming, Kirana managed weakly. "Do your worst, I did what I intended to do and.... nothing you can do can make me regret my actions...." Despite the serious and absolute inevitability of retribution a naive smile played across Kirana's face.

OCC: Do his worst! Hmm...... how about somewhere south, near the ruins of Leyawiin. And yeah, now I realize my mistake with the numerals...... curse me.

Issac

It took several heartbeats before Issac realized what had just transpired. With the realization came a cold feeling of dread. "That necromancer won't just settle for killing her...." He whispered hoarsely. Kirana had been more of a mother to him than his real one, she'd taught him most all of what he knew of magic.

Some people get choked up when people die, because they never see them again. This is so much worse..... Issac dreaded seeing whatever the necromancer would do to her. He'd heard about how necromancer dealt with people who got in their way.

Mutely, Issac clicked his blade back into his sheath. A lost expression on his face, he didn't cry, Issac kept the agony inside.

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: May 9 2007, 03:28 AM

[Dantrag]

Rann

Rann picked his sword up off the ground and quickly pulled down his sleeve, hoping nobody would notice the fact that his tattoo was growing ever so slowly. He looked to the group and noticed Issac's reaction to Kirana's decision.

"I can locate her," he said flatly to the entire group, forgetting to say how, "But I don't want everyone to come. Some of you need to stay and help take care of the Silhouette."

Altair

Altair looked on with interest at the events that unfolded in front of him. Nothing escaped his notice. He noticed that Rann had drained a bit of power from him, he noticed that Rann's mark was growing, and he most certainly noticed that the stranger had been none other than the King of Worms.

This is perfect. Kirana is gone with her suspicions, Rann's ability is tied to dark magicka, and I have Kirana's tome to study it further. Not to mention the fact that Mannimarco's knowledge could prove invaluable...

[Priest of Sithis]

Mannimarco

"Oh, this day you will mark forever as the day you wished you STOPPED BREATHING!" Mannimarco released the spell he had been preparing and a ball of cosmic energy, every color and no color, shot into Kirana. Mannimarco stored this image through a complex matrix of energy, and set the matrix to repeat itself every three seconds in Kirana's mind. Mannimarco waited for a response from Kirana, the he said, "You will serve me, or you will be bound to my Soul chain." He then lowered her and whispered into her ear with his snakelike voice, "There will be so much for you to do." Mannimarco noticed a small deer shoot across the clearing. Mannimarco snared the deer, and brought it close to Kirana, within five yards. Mannimarco impaled the deer on his staff, and watched it bleed to death. Mannimarco amplified the pain going into Kirana tenfold. "FEEL THE DEPRAVITY!" Mannimarco screamed.

OOC: Kirana isn't going to die, and there is a way out if you all decide she is needed. I recollect something having to do with the Blood of a god, and such...... Reman Cyrodill anyone.....

[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir

Flogir looked over at Issac and noticed his expression. Flogir certainly felt relieved that the necromancer was at least gone for now, but he also regretted that someone had to basically sacrifice themself to do so. His attention returned to Rann.

"I would go and help you out Rann, but I don't think I'm one capable of dealing with necromancers and mages and stuff of that nature," Flogir admitted. His background in magicka was very limited and while he knew his Nordic heritage helped him with the cold, it wouldn't do much against someone who used dark magick like the King of Worms.

"I think I'm better suited to watch the Silhouette. Personally, someone capable with magick should go with you, Rann," he suggested.


Voltar, edge of the forest and heavily illusioned

Voltar intently watched the events unfold. It appeared as though one of the mages sacrificed herself by removing Mannimarco and herself with a teleportation spell of some sorts. Voltar was obviously intrigued that the Master Necromancer yet again walked the earth as it was understood that he had been defeated. Yet the undead were tricky creatures. While Voltar had dabbled in Necromancy, he found that Daedra summoning was much more effective and clean. To Voltar, necromancers were just second-rate conjurors in his opinion.

The events over the last few days had been interesting though as Voltar quietly kept watch. Many members had been entering and leaving the group. Voltar wished that some of the trouble instigators were still around, as for the most part things had been more interesting at the time. Still, this recent attacks by Karn (who foolishly broke his cover, in Voltar's opinion) and Mannimarco had made things interesting once more.

Even though patience was something Voltar had firm control over. He thought he could ascertain better intel by entering the camp and intergrating with the others. But in order for this to happen, he had to organise with Veric first.

Voltar gripped the yellow amulet Veric had given him and activated it.

Veric, it's Voltar. I've been keeping watch of things from a distance but I feel as though I would be of better use if I was actually in the camp with you. As they remember me as an advisor to you, my arrival could be simply "finding" you once again. The Silhouette's army separated us, and it has taken me this long to have found you once more. Sound like a good plan?


OOC: Haven't been using Voltar for awile, so I thought I would try to get him back into this.

[Dantrag]

Rann

"I just want one more person besides Issac and myself." he said, making the assumption that Issac would want to go.

If it was his mother he sure as hell would.

Altair

Very well, Voltar, but wait a few moments until this small group leaves to find their friend.

[Priest of Sithis]

Patholos

Arriving at the Silhouette's camp set certain events in motion he could not control. For one, the packages he was supposed to deliver were immediately confiscated and he was tied to a tree. Apparently the Silhouette had heard of his guards' demise, and Patholos cursed himself for getting involved with the farmers. Patholos waited, and then a snakeman said, "You bring us weapon? What in bag?" Patholos said,"I was not instructed on what was in the bag, I'm only the messenger." Patholos waited for a response from the snakeman, but there was no answer.

[Lord Revan]

Kirana, agony

As the staff pierced fur and skin, Kirana recoiled violently. As the deer thrashed, she writhered on the ground.

Kirana screamed as intense waves of pain lanced through her entire body.

Finally when the wounded animal died, the pain went away. Kirana shuddered as tears formed.
Her entire body shook as she attempted to rise.

She only managed to stand for a few second before her legs gave out and she crumpled backwards.

Kirana lay staring at the sky, gasping for air, her skin glistening with sweat.
The former sage was barely aware of Mannimarcoo's approach.


Issac

He managed to register that Rann claimed to know where to find Kirana and he had volunteered himto help him find her.

Issac could only nod numbly, his heart felt as though it was frosting over.
Dazed he procured a varla stone from Kirana's pack and used it to recharge his blades.

[jack cloudy]

Green-Root.

,,Take the girl. She's attached to Issac. Those two will only hold each other back with longing to each other when they're split." Green-Root answered to Rann's question.

,,In the meantime, we're going to make ourselves a more secured camp before raising some ruckus with the snakes." He added.
,,Unless someone here prefers a different course of action? Come on, someone step up and be a leader here!"


Flint Ironwood, Morrowind army camp.

Flint smiled. He'd already expected this kind of response.
,,Walking in from behind, so old and so good at getting intimidation. If it isn't expected."

He turned around slowly and raised a sloppy salute.
,,I already found what I was looking for. It's hard to miss from cloudlevel. Flint Ironwood....a smith in the service of the countess of Chorrol. I was riding with fifty men of her cavalry when we encountered your messenger. They'll arrive in a day or two. Consider them to be under your command from that point. Anything else you would like to know, sir?"

[minque]

Kirana

Consciousness returned, and Kirana felt more alive than ever before. It was a complete bliss, she nearly forgot what had happened. However, even though awareness of harsh reality was with her, she couldn't summon the will to fight or struggle.

Though not privy to Mannimarco's fuming, Kirana managed weakly. "Do your worst, I did what I intended to do and.... nothing you can do can make me regret my actions...." Despite the serious and absolute inevitability of retribution a naive smile played across Kirana's face.

OCC: Do his worst! Hmm...... how about somewhere south, near the ruins of Leyawiin. And yeah, now I realize my mistake with the numerals...... curse me.

Issac

It took several heartbeats before Issac realized what had just transpired. With the realization came a cold feeling of dread. "That necromancer won't just settle for killing her...." He whispered hoarsely. Kirana had been more of a mother to him than his real one, she'd taught him most all of what he knew of magic.

Some people get choked up when people die, because they never see them again. This is so much worse..... Issac dreaded seeing whatever the necromancer would do to her. He'd heard about how necromancer dealt with people who got in their way.

Mutely, Issac clicked his blade back into his sheath. A lost expression on his face, he didn't cry, Issac kept the agony inside.

Kirana, agony

As the staff pierced fur and skin, Kirana recoiled violently. As the deer thrashed, she writhered on the ground.

Kirana screamed as intense waves of pain lanced through her entire body.

Finally when the wounded animal died, the pain went away. Kirana shuddered as tears formed.
Her entire body shook as she attempted to rise.

She only managed to stand for a few second before her legs gave out and she crumpled backwards.

Kirana lay staring at the sky, gasping for air, her skin glistening with sweat.
The former sage was barely aware of Mannimarcoo's approach.


Issac

He managed to register that Rann claimed to know where to find Kirana and he had volunteered himto help him find her.

Issac could only nod numbly, his heart felt as though it was frosting over.
Dazed he procured a varla stone from Kirana's pack and used it to recharge his blades.

Satyana

"I´ll come" she said shortly, "My powers could maybe be of some use" Her heart bled for Issac, she, if anyone, knew what it was like loosing a mother....

She gently stroke Issac´s chin and looked him sternly in the eyes.

"I´ll stand by your side whatever happens"

She noticed a sizzling sensation in her tattoo....and discovered it had changed it´s color

[Lord Revan]

Issac, consoled

He closed his eyes and nodded, sparing any unnecessary display of emotion. Issac opened his eyes again, "I shall do the same. Thank you, 'Tyana."

He took her hand in his to show he was here, not lost anymore. "I'm here," he said with his typical warmth.

Ian

From his vantage point, the hunter slid down toward the camp. He followed the allure of fresh blood to one of the nearby barracks. None of the resting soldiers heard or saw the vampire clad in gray sneak into their midst.

Once he'd sated his thirst Ian's control over his body and thoughts returned. As Ian regained himself, he sat on top of the prefabricated buildings. A familiar scent caught his attention, and he turned to look in the direction of it.

Ah, Flint, he must be back from Chorrol. Leaping silently from rooftop to rooftop, the agent made his way toward his ally.

[Priest of Sithis]

Mannimarco

Mannimarco picked Kirana up and hurled her against the rocks around them. After about a minute, Mannimarco stopped and bellowed, raising his fists into the air. Kirana did not seem in too good of a shape, but she won't age or die unless Mannimarco says so, he had frozen her cells. Mannimarco retrieved his staff and reanimated the deer carcass. He made it walk over to Kirana and nudge her, with its bloodstained face. Mannimarco thought of the others he encountered, and he pondered what they were doing at the moment. Mannimarco swept the area for any undead he could use. Nothing, nothing at all. He reached even further, and felt the Vile Lair's evil off in the distance. "I'll make my heading there" Mannimarco said aloud. He cast a shell of shadow on Kirana's hands and pulled her along. The dead deer was going to follow, but Mannimarco incinerated it. What Mannimarco didn't realize was that Kirana had been bleeding before he cast his spell, which means that a small trickle off blood followed the pair as they set off for the Vile Lair.

OOC: Tried to give the hunters a way to find her, maybe use some kind of hunting device....

[Lord Revan]

OCC: Let's just say Kirana is out cold for the moment, hit her head on the rock or something.

Karn

The messenger he'd sent to the caverns where the King of Worms had taken refuge had reported that the self-proclaimed monarch was not at home. That made Karn more than a little furious, How are we to fight a war if we don't know where our "allies" are?

Several patrols of assassins were scouring the Black Forest in case Marco or any of his foul work were about. Meanwhile, The sensei was killing time by watching the Narza'Tai assassins training. The killers used chain whips, wrist blades, shortswords, and their god-given fists.

Outside the drill yard was a course where teams of assassins were stalking one another. Although he had long since become independant, Karn wished for the Narza'Tai to be something greater than any fellowship before it.
That meant the assassins had to move, breathe, and think as a team. Each member had to cover the weaknesses of another and vice versa. The better their unity, the stronger the unit. Karn smiled, a genuine sign of satisfaction.

By the time the Silhouete and the other major powers were ready to fight the Narza'Tai would be ready to give the final shove Tamriel needed.

[The Metal Mallet]

Voltar

Understood. I shall arrive when the opportunity presents itself.[i]

With that, Voltar broke the connection between himself and Veric by placing the amulet back into his pocket. It wouldn't be long now until he gained access into the group's camp. From there, he would study each member closely and prepare the proper strategies necessary to defeat them.

It'll be so simple, he mused as he observed the group once more.


Flogir

"I'm with Scarface," Flogir added after chuckling about the new nickname he gave to Green-Root. "I'm all for bashing some snakes in. I can handle that."

At least, I hope so,[i] he thought to himself. He had to remind himself that he wasn't in his prime anymore.

[Dantrag]

Rann

"How cute," he said, purposefully ruining the moment. He had a feeling he would be doing that a lot over the next few days. Especially if it was only the three of them.

I wonder if I should pray for another volunteer.

He felt an odd stirring inside him.

"We need to get moving," he said more seriously, "Because they are."

[Priest of Sithis]

Commander Astratus

Commander Astratus told Flint where to find the brew house that the troops had set up, and sent him on his way. The Commander turned to one of his lieutenants and said, "Fifty horsemen?! Is that all Tamriel can offer? No wonder Helseth was worried! Akatosh! The Snakemen are rumored to outnumber us three to one, and Tamriel offers us fifty tin suits! Bah! Come, I need a stiff drink..." The Commander trailed off, and the lieutenant followed him to the brew house.

Patholos

After a severe beating, the Snakemen let Patholos go. He stumbled back to his horse, and mounted in quite some pain. He rode at a slow trot back to the Lair, and what he saw took his mind away from the pain for a moment. He is truly Sensei, Patholos thought. All the troops training, "Praise Sith-" But Patholos caught himself, there was no Sithis in his life. Patholos smile through bloodied lips as he rode back to camp.

Mannimarco

Aggravated again by the sheer weakness he found in Kirana, he vented his frustration onto a small bird. The bird died and then turned white and shriveled up. Mannimarco stopped, the human remnants of his mind began to speak. They didn't speak much, but when they did, they meant everything. "She is a woman, not a man, you remember your first woman," Mannimarco's head reeled from the memories thousands of years back. He shook them out and sent a telekinetic wave to all his high ranking necromancers. They responded with messages from the Bay. Apparently the Silhouette's ships are too heavily guarded for an assault, they need the Agents to help or they will loose the bay. Mannimarco had to hurry, so he turned Kirana over and cast a nasty little spell that he had cast on Garriden, Everliving Ice. I'll be back, sweetheart, don't you worry. Laughing like a madman, Mannimarco hurried off towards the Lair.

OOC: I know Garriden broke the Vase and the water froze, but let's say Mannimarco was watching and intervened...the Commander is an alcoholic, just letting FLint know

[Lord Revan]

OCC: Ah, yes the Garriden's Tears quest, I remember. Mannimarco sure is a sadistic lunatic.

Issac

He shrugged off Rann's comment, he was entitled to his own opinion. "Alright then, Let's get started." Issac grabbed a pack and stood. The past few days' burden on him was relieved, and he felt hopeful and determined to see this crisis through.

Ian, Morrowind Army camp

Trailing after Flint and the army's commander, Ian gracefully rolled off the prefab he was on and assumed a normal pace. The agent followed the pair into the brew house. Ian realized too late that this was were drinks were served.

Darn, oh well, I don't need to drink like normal people. He took a seat in a well-lit corner beneath a lantern. Ian opted to wait until Flint might notice him. Best not to interupt him in the middle of enjoying a drink....

[Dantrag]

OCC: Ah, yes the Garriden's Tears quest, I remember. Mannimarco sure is a sadistic lunatic.

Issac

He shrugged off Rann's comment, he was entitled to his own opinion. "Alright then, Let's get started." Issac grabbed a pack and stood. The past few days' burden on him was relieved, and he felt hopeful and determined to see this crisis through.

Ian, Morrowind Army camp

Trailing after Flint and the army's commander, Ian gracefully rolled off the prefab he was on and assumed a normal pace. The agent followed the pair into the brew house. Ian realized too late that this was were drinks were served.

Darn, oh well, I don't need to drink like normal people. He took a seat in a well-lit corner beneath a lantern. Ian opted to wait until Flint might notice him. Best not to interupt him in the middle of enjoying a drink....

Aerona

"Wait; before you go," she said, gathering the few potions she had that weren't damaged by the unexpected bosmer and putting them in her pack.

She handed it to Rann, "It has some potions and some food. I noticed your pack was empty."

Rann

He nodded to Aerona, "Thanks,"

"I guess we're leaving then," he said with a short wave before he started walking towards Leyawiin.