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Otik came down from the building and walked over to Shakur and Anthanes and bowed, "thank you for your help. By the lookin his eyes he was going to finish me off with his dieing strength."
(ooc grrr I just read your last post gimme a break and at least I got the "s" part right)
Anthanes smirked. "Hrm... Wasn't that a bit... over-the-top, Shakur?"
Osano came out from the shadows after he saw what happened to York. He kneeled by his lifeless body and looked down at him, emotionless...... Osano took York's sword and put it on his belt and walked towards the first enemy he saw, Anthanes. He pushed Falx aside and said, "this is personal now."
fixed it to fit with yours channler
(OOC: Just ignore me then Shogun...)
Anthanes smirked. "You want the same, Osano? That can easily be arranged..."
He got into a combat position, holding his blade infront of him, ready to strike and parry at Osano should he get close.
Osano held his claymore in his right hand and York's blade in his left. He walked closer to Anthanes, his face stern as a statue's, and said "Die." He spun around in a circle holding both swords out from him and then brought both of them down on Anthanes.
OOC: fixed my last post, channler
[OOC: How the heck do you wield a claymore in one hand without being unable to hit anything?]
OOC i don't know just go with it. he's gonna lose anyway, besides he's got arcyakts strength and plus now he's PO'd
Anthanes jumped back- too late. His right arm was hit by Osano's blades, and he was wounded heavily. "Help..." , he said to Shakur and the troops at the breach, before stumbling backwards, falling over a bit of debris from the walls.
Before Anthanes had gone to fight Osano, he had answered him with "His ruthless murdering of our men for power was a little over the top too. I did what he deserved, nothing more". Shakur couldn't believe this. What if the others thought he did this out of anger and madness? No, he would not fester over things that are so usual in war.
"Leave the that man (not sure what i'd label you as) alone Osano!" Falx started walkings towards Osano's turned back.
"You know, I never did like you to much.." He said as he pulled his sword out of his sheath.
Osano did not heed Falx's warning. He brought both his swords over the fallen Anthanes to attempt a final blow. He thrust the tips of both swords towards Anthanes' chest. "Time to end this!"
OOC: quick falx stab him through the back
"...v'laash...fothanu...FONDIGUMAN!" , Anthanes chanted, a magickal barrier appearing around him deflecting the blades just before they killed the half-dunmer. He smirked weakly at Serene. "Thank you..."
"It's lovely." Osano reached into his pocket, grabbed the ruby, and teleported both himself and Falx (cause he was hangin on to him) to the center of what was left of Osano's army. He then ordered the constructs to attack Falx even though he knew full well that they would hit him in the process.
Anthanes sighed as he got up. "And then he calls me a coward. Thank you for the assistance, Serene." The battlemage chanted and a cliffracer soared down. Anthanes hopped on the back of the cliffracer and flew away over the walls, flying low throughout the enemy ranks.
After the teleportation Falx realized the situation looked grim, "Ha, you drive a hard bargin Osano. To bad I can only be fooled once!"
Falx threw all the strength he could into one horizontal slash that quickly sped towards Osano.
Good, there it is.. My jewel
OOC: just dont do anything that makes it absolutely impossible to keep osano alive
The soldiers moved against the constructs. Except Falx's constructs, which as per Falx's orders, were attacking the other constructs. The battlefeild was in utter turmoil, bodies and bodyparts lay in the streets, as did wreckage of constructs. The Ash was muddy from the amount of blood spilled onto it. The Armigers were still roving about, but no longer cloaked in Chamleon spells.
The Redoran leaders managed to keep their soldiers in line, having them split between defending Ald'Ruhn and attacking the Constructs, and the remaining Legionaires had regrouped under the command of their remaining leaders, one of which was the Knight templar of the neighboring fort. The footsoldiers formed into a Phalnax and marched into the constructs slowly, while the Imperial Archers laid down supporting fire.
Fenris was with the legionaires, roving outside the Phalnax and keeping the Contructs from moving around and surrounding them.
Anara meanwhile, found V'anul where he had dragged himself and hefted the heavier Werewolf up, and pulled him towards the Temple courtyard, which was acting as a infirmary for the wounded until they could be healed.
While hovering over the town Serene noticed Anara and V´anul at the temple courtyard..it seemed as the big werewolf was injured....despite her fear of werewolves she landed beside them....shyly asking if she might be of any help.....
Osano tried to block Falx's attack with his sword--but he realized he no longer had it. Falx's sword connected hard. It hit his upper torso and left a deep gash in the side of his chest. He fell to the ground among the constructs and ordered them to retreat. All that's left now is Arcyakt...
Anthanes smirked as he flew over the retreating constructs on cliffracer- back. His eyes searched the battlefield for Arcyakt. He had the reflecting enchantment of his ring activated.
Falx surprised himself at the severity of the blow, a deep cut covered much of his body. Osano lay amongst his own blood, the loss would surely start affecting him momentarily.
He covered his face with his hands and muttered, "Oh what silent gods that may inhabit this world, let this man find peice in the afterlife. For he died as a warrior, honerable in death."
Unknowing whether he truly may be dead, Falx walk among the retreating constructs fleeing from the town. Move the army to the centre, prepare them to be dissasembled.
At once the contructs that had been helping with the destruction of the forces under Arcyakt came at a perfect square amassed just a few hundred yards outside the town.
When he came within shouting range of the defenders of the town he simply yelled for the destruction of the remaining contructs. Falx found a quaint little rock that had avoided the blood shed and sat there, waiting for his old friends to catch up.
From his cliffracer, Anthanes chanted. "V'laash eredaem jekhova!"
A large blast of frost shot from his hands to the constructs, obliterating several of them.
Seeing the retreat, the Defenders of Ald'Ruhn pulled back to the city, while the Armigers and a few groups of Redoran soldiers oversaw the disassembly
Osano watched silently as Falx said a little prayer for him. He lied there breathing heavily, staring up at the sky. Coming this close to death had changed him. He thought about the deaths that were caused under his command. How the bodies of the dead were disgraced by being forced to fight against their allies. For the first time since he joined Arcyakt he felt guilt.
Slowly he picked himself up and stood bent over clutching his side. He went into a coughing spasm as blood ran from his mouth. He looked at Ald'Ruhn, how they rounded up his constructs into a killing circle. Osano pulled out his ruby and stared at it. He could have reactivated them and caught Ald'Ruhn off guard. Instead he crushed it in his hands, Arcyakt's power leaving him simultaniously. Arcyakt, I quit.
He staggered back to Ald'Ruhn hoping he could find a priest who did not recognize him who would heal him.
OOC: he lives!!!
Anara noddedand gave V'anul the bottle to drink. The Khajiiti Werewolf took a big swig before returning the bottle, and Anara took a smaller sip.
Osano put hand on the priests shoulder, "Thank you," he said weakly.
OOC off for tonight
Falx slowly made his way towards the town, it wasn't but several hundred yards but the path was made rough by thousands, upon thousands of constructs that lay amongst the field. Then he noticed the nurses, and workers, laying out the body's of the fallen for burial.
It was a sad sight, just within his veiw maybe 70 entered the enternal realm. Never to see their family's again, or live with Nirns greatness. The ground was soggy in the amount of blood that had been spilt.
Half of Ald'Rhun (SP) was on fire, many worked to their fullest to end it. Falx managed to secure seat over what was left of the remaining gate house. It was a dark time for Vvardenfell.
Megil, continued to cut through the constructs. and when they had all congregated for destruction Megil worked his way through them, quickly destroying most of them. Finally his anger was dieing down and the blades fell to the ground in a splash.
Megil was covered in oil his blue armor glissening with the slick brown liquid. He turned around and looked behind him at the city of Ald'rhun, at it's fiery remains.
Megil simply pointed to the skies above it, and rain clouds began to form and soon a gentle rain fell on Ald'rhun, quenching the flames and washing the blood away. With this cleansing rain, Megil turned his back to the city and began to walk away.
Shakur looked at the death around him, and fell to his knees in prayer. Soon many soldiers joined him. And after atleast four minutes of praying, his entire army was praying. They talked to Mara, Tall Papa, the Nine, Dibella, Zenithar, Talos, Shor and many, many other gods. It was beautiful the way so many came together to pray to thier gods and goddesses, including people who were barely or even completely not religeous. After about two more minutes of praying, they stood and stayed quiet.
Konrad cut a small nick in Ryan's neck, then kicked him in the stomach, making him keel over. He ran outside the city, then spied a lone figure on a rock.
He walked over to it warily, crouching as he neared it.
"F...Falx?" he asked in disbelief, quirking a brow. He stood up and walked over to him now.
"Is that you? I think you looked like this..." he remembered back to the small time he had known him.
Otik started to slow down, the enemy was weakinging, they killed two genrerals, but what of the mage? He has to be somewere around here, the battle at vivec is over so everyone is, well was, here but were is the mage? Otik saw Konrad out talking to someone and ran out, onto the battle field. "Who's this? Wait aren't you the third general!?"
ooc i'm off
Serene noticed the diminishing of the battle..but one thing was still to come..
Arcyakt.....where was he? Before he was dead or made harmless nobody could walk secure..nobody
The mess of Ald´ruhn was a terrible sight......Serene cried silently when she saw it..then she just went over to Under Skar to see if she could do something for the poor commoners there
"well I think I should kill you now" Otik said as he pulled out his bow
After the pain in his stomach subsided and the bleeding slowed from his neck, Ryan stood up and saw that his side had lost. Near him, for some reason he saw Osano being healed very badly by an inferior priest.
"Here, let me show you how to do it...."He said as he came up to them. "Why don't you help the other wounded ok? I can take over from here."
Ryan quikly cast a major healing spell and then suppoted Osano with his shoulder.
"Why dont we get out of here while we still can and hide someplace where they cant find us. Will you folow me for the time being, Sir?" Said Ryan as he waited for an answer.
"I don't remeber you from the Battle of Cyrodil..." Falx grinned, "Shoot me, go ahead, but I warn you, it won't be my blood permiating(OMG SP) the ground."
Falx tossed his sword to the ground, "Go ahead"
(OOC: Neck, don't make some one elses character follow you. Thats like godmodding)
Sel was drawn to the Skar. Wasn't Celia healing people in there? Did she survive the collapse?
He began running as fast as he could towards the giant crab shell.
Mage
Arcyakt sighed as he stripped Alton's, no Falx's, ruby of its power, and Osano of his own power. He should have seen this coming, he thought to himself; none of his followers had actually believed in his cause, they had only joined in return for power.
He tightened his grip on his staff and began walking towards the city gates.
"Why do you all blindly follow the gods? They are nothing more than demons, trying to control your life for their own amusement!" he shouted at Ald'Ruhn, seemingly dropping his usual calm and calculating demeanor.
Megil turned back weerily as he heard shouting behind him, he could make out the silhoutte of a manwith a staff. it had to be arcyakt.
Let us finish then shall we Sheo, said
yes let's get this over and done with
Megil turned around and began to charge at the mage, his eyes raging blue flames.
ooc: might as well start to finish it eh.
Shakur saw the man in the distance, and so Ald'Ruhn could be safe, started ordering soldiers around. "Grenadiers, find more explosives, expecially mines. Swordsman and others, find bows and arrows and then hide. If anyone comes through that opening, they're coming through covered in arrows" Shakur's men hustled and bustled, looking for the needed tools of war.
OOC: I gotta go now, Danny, don't forget my hiding five hundred or so soldiers and their bows, mines and grenades. Might be back later.
"Arcyakt.." Falx thought for a moment, "I believe that it may be in your best interests if you save that arrow for the real trouble. The man you seek is name Alton, the Wanderer. Fortionatly, he wanders no more. Now if you'll excuse me, I have other matters to take care of."
Falx hastily strapped on his sword, and sprinted over to where he heard Aki's voice similiarly calling out to him, "Aki! Good friend! It's been a while!" Falx almost latched unto the big man.
"Ready to kick some sorry Mage boat?"
Anthanes grinned as he spotted Arcyakt.
"SHKREE!" , the cliffracer he was riding exclaimed as it soared down towards Arcyakt from behind. Anthanes slashed at Arcyakt's neck with Fearstruck as he got close to the mage.
Otik shrugged, "Oh well, hey Konrad, who is he?"
Konrad laughed, watching Falx run off.
"He is Falx. He fell of a mountain earlier. We buried him and everything."
He told Otik, smiling.
He looked back, noticing what must be Arcyatk. He motioned for Otik.
"Look, over there. That's Arcyatk." he drew his sword and ran in the direction of the mage.
Otik raised an eye brow and shot an arrow at the mage, hoping it will o something.
Shakur watched as Konrad ran towards Arcyackt. He started walking, chin high, chest puffed and shoulders rolled back. He summoned no sword, he drew no arrow and he conjured no spell. He just, walked towards Arcyackt.
Serene stopped healing and treating injured inside Under Skar....she felt an immense magicka approaching...and suspected it would be Arcyakt......
She went out and levitated......slowly she hovered over the city in order to see if she could be of any help.......she then felt the presence of Azura....not so strong but the goddess was not far away..
Running across the barren landscape, Falx came within 30 yards of Arcaykt, unsheathed a sword at his side and chucked it at the Mage. Not hoping to actually hit him.
"Arcaykt, I think I found your last Generals sword. I honestly thought he wouldn't die that fast." Falx grinned as he took up a offensive stance, "Nothing personal of course."
Osano pushed Ryan away, "I am not your sir anymore. If you wish to join Arcyakt, speak to him. If you wish to die then fight for Ald'Ruhn." He began walking towards the Skar to help out anyway he could when he heard Arcyakt's voice. He turned and began running towards Arcyakt and stopped behind the others.
Shakur kept walking in a non threatening manner. He watched as the others ran and as Falx threw his sword. Shakur smiled as he walked towards Arcyackt, and spoke "Arcyackt! How are you on this horific day? Come to appologize for your balsphamous remarkes and your murders, or would you like to have a nice conversation?" Shakur became angry, but continued without attacking "Or have you come to bury the men you have killed? Or possibly here to drink the blood of a few women and children. You seem like the kind of horrible monster who would do such a thing! Now choke as you speak! You are a on a Ajcea from here on! You are nothing but a Joji! In your terms, the S'wit, N'wah, Fetcher, Balkhan, son of a Mluomo!". Shakur was mixing languages to create insults, and Shakur was not a man of insults.But there was no decent way to show his views towards Arcyackt.
Mage
Arcyakt looked at the sword that was thrown at his feet, he looked at everyone that was staring at him and insulting him. He didn't care about what they thought of him in the least. He did care that he was killing innocents, but the end of his task would justify the means.
"No, I have not come to apologize for my "blasphemous remarks", because I believe in them. I do, however, apologize for the deaths that I have caused. I now ask for your surrender so that they do not continue. For if you do not surrender, you bring the death upon yourselves, and I am no longer accountable."
"To live, you must already except the fact that you are dead. Arcyakt, perhaps you are the one who needs to re-think their position."
Falx's fingers danced across the engraved hilt of the sword.
Osano stepped forward and hoped no one who recognized him would kill him, "Arcyakt, your ways are backwards I think. You plan to kill the gods and the people who believe in them but by doing that, would you not become a god yourself? Look, to my knowledge you are invincible, you have practically taken over Vvanderfell, and you have fooled people into following your cause. You are a god in my eyes...I will not fight you, but I no longer serve under you, Arcyakt."
Mage
Arcyakt eyed Falx incredulously. "Don't be stupid." he said. "I do not need to rethink my position. I am the one with a renewale army of constructs, and you are the one with a dwindling army of kwama egg farmers and merchants."
He looked to Osano. "You never believed in my ideals anyway. It's better that you don't follow me." He ignored Osano's remark about him being a god; how ridiculous.
Sel
Sel desperately searched Under Skar for Celia. He knew that Arcyakt was outside, but that was now the furthest thing from his mind. He had to know whether or not Celia had survived.
He pushed through the large crowd of people, yelling for Celia, but his voice was drowned out by the general murmur of the people and screams of the dying.
Serene "heard" Sel`s cry for Celia.....but could not leave her spot in te air just above Arcyakt.....also she couldn´t make herself heard to Sel.....unless!!!
"Ah what the heck" she thought and concentrated on trying to send a message into Sel´s head:
"I saw her Under Skar, working very hard healing the wounded, as far as I know she´s there, but you must come out and help otherwise there will be noone left"
Hopefully Sel would be satisfied with that...now she was not absolutely sure Celia was still there but....
seeing the crowds gathering around arcy, megil brought himself to a halt and walked up to the group.
"Are you ready to die, murderer," megil said angrily, "you destroyed a city, for no other reason than your own selfish amibtions. and you call the daedra selfish, you really are f^(@& up you know."
Shakur still did not summon his Shehai, though it was hard to not do so. He simply stood there, hoping Arcyackt would stop brathing. "You talk as if you can just apologize the murder of innocents away. In some societies, you would be boiling in a pot right now. But since it seems that you have destroyed most society, you'll die from various wepons. Now apologize to every god, including the Tobr'a gods".
Arcyakt smiled as he began "repenting" to the gods.
"Oh Azura." he began in overly-exaggerated tones. "Please forgive me. Oh how I have wronged you by escaping from a thousand-year imprisonment and for wanting everything put right."
His act over, he looked at Shakur. "Keep stupid orders and comments to yourself, that's all I ask."
"And all I asked was for you to apologize to a few gods. A repent here, a plea there, you know, the usual. I'll be back in a second and talk to the tiny, tiny army and the what is it? Ah yes, four citizens we have and see if they want to surrender, after defeating all of your generals and constructs, surrender to you" Shakur was done joking with Arcyakt, for this was not comedy night at the Winged Guar. He walked back to the city, and yelled "Everyone put down your wepons! Some feeble old wizard is coming! Run for the hills!" the soldiers laughed, and then continued to listen. "Men, there's a wizard out there that can hand a lot of people a plateful of boat kicking, so you guys run for the hills" as Shakur talked, he made the signals for stay low and higher ranking officers are now in order.
Mage
Arcyakt snorted at Shakur's antics.
"My generals acted without my consent, and my army," He said, with a wave of his hand.(spellcasting) "Is now larger than yours again." he continued as the constructs arose.
He looked at the soldiers that were laughing and looked back to Shakur.
What morons. they laugh out of ignorance, as if they know me. He shook his head at the irony and at the fact that nobody bothered telling them about him.
Shakur watched as constructs started raising. "They didn't get enough the first time boys! battle front positions like we practiced! halbidiers out front! Swordsmen use any bows you found! Archers start fireing! Granadiers plant the mines you found! Surround our positions! Go go go!" the grenadiers made a large circle of mines, including the duds that needed a chain reaction to go off. Shakur started throwing fire balls, yelling yoku words as he did. Shakur got an idea. "Men! give me all the alchohol you have! I have a good trap!" soldiers started sliding flin and other drinks towards Shakur, who packed them in a few of his soldiers bags.
"outnumbered? not for long," megil let out a shrill whistle, nothing seemed to happen.
then after a few minutes, survivors from vivec, and an army of sylphs began to make themselves visible. They had traveled ever since vivec was destroyed.He looked at arcyakt,
"they are very angry about losing their homes, they have traveled up here willing to die to bring you down."
the survivors let out battlecries and angry curses, shaking whatever weapons they could find above their heads. the sylphs simply glared at the construct army or at arcyakt, holding on to their spears.
Fenris appeared before Arcyakt, the Ash flying up from the impact of his landing. "Enough Talk," he said. "We end this now." He drew his sword, the Stalhrim blade was caked with blood, and oil.
Hmm, that man was the commander at Vivic. Good that I used the cloak to conceal my identity..
"I will admit Arcyakt, you have guts. Or whatever. But learn to fight your own battles."
Falx stepped foward, sword ready, "Shall we dance?"
Shakur had collected many, many bottles of various alchohols, and quickly darted for the destroyed gate. he poured the contents of 42 of the 70 bottles between the two destroyed walls. "БОЛЬШОЙ ПЛАМЯ ШАР" he yelled as a large fire ball emerged from the palm of his hand. The liquids exploded, setting a large fire. Shakur got another good idea, and started throwing bottles at the destroyed sides that used to connect to the gate which increased the size of the fire. His army slowly made their way towards Shakur. "Shakur! we have the alchohol you couldn't carry, should we add it to the fire?" a voice said, obviously one of the senior officers. "Yes! Quickly throw the alchohol at the fire, make it wider and higher!" the troops threw their alchohols into the fire and the space around it.
Anthanes smirked at Arcyakt.
"You didn't consider your own feebleness, mageling. V'laash fothanu motharra, fondiguman!"
Pouring his willpower into the magic blast, a large bolt of lightning fired from Anthanes towards Arcyakt.
Serene was not really alert so she did not see the huge fireball exploding beneath her until it was too late. The fire blasted up in the air and her robe caught fire.
Like a torch she fell to the ground screaming with pain........after she hit the ground she frantically rolled back and forth to try to extinguish the fire....
Then she lay absolutely still..no sound just the un pleasant smell from burnt flesh and a faint smoke emerging from her burnt clothes.
OOC: No..she is not really dead....yet, just terribly burnt, so if someone would try to help her?
OOC: What just happened to Serene? is it from Shakur's fire??
OOC: Yes it´s from his fire when he threw all that alcohol and the fire boosted up!! But she is not dead just rather badly burnt........
Serene was lying faintly whining from the pain fron her severe burns.......
"Jonacin! Sel! anyone help me please......ahh it hurts so badly" Her voice was barely heard so she passed out ...again
Jonacin was hacking through more constructs, but he heard a shriek and saw Serene falling, her robes in flames. He turned to a nearby soldier. "Give me a healing potion, NOW!". He grabbed the potion and ran towards Serene, cutting down any foes that got in his way. When he reached her side, he fell to his knees in a crash of armour. "Serene, Serene! I'm here, you're going to be ok". He put his arm under her neck and lifted her slightly, uncorking the potion with his teeth before pouring it slowly into her mouth>
Konrad changed his path from charging at Arcyakt and ran to Serne, crouching down next to her. "Damn mages...." he said quietly, referring to Shakur. "Why were you flying up there anyway?" he asked, curious. He got a small healing potion out of his pack, half empty, and gave it to Jonacin. "It won't help much, but...."
Jonacin took the potion from Konrad. "Thanks" he said, before pouring the new potion into Serene's mouth too. They were taking effect, the burns were healing
OOC: Yayyy...my heroes!!!
Serene came slowly to her senses....as the healing potions made their job......with a blurry sight she saw Jonacin bent over her and that made her very happy, she smiled, the pain was diminishing all the time as he poured the healing-potions into her mouth..she nearly choked and had to sit up coughing. When doing that she also spotted Konrad sitting next to Jonacin...with a healing potion in his hand ready to give to Jonacin.....
That made her even more happy, both of them caring for her..
"Jonacin, my love" she said, her voice harsh from burningwounds..."Konrad.".... Then she folded her arms around Jonacin´s neck, dragged(?) his head down to her and kissed him very deeply......at the same time stretching out and grabbing Konrad´s right hand and squeezed it hard....
After a while, Jonacin gently disengaged Serene's arms from around his neck. He helped her to her feet. "We have to go hepl the others now, Arcyatk could attack them at any moment. Will you be all right?"
"Yes I will" she said to Jonacin, "I´ll be just fine, don´t worry about me, I´ll follow you from behind, and i think Konrad will too, we´ll be a backup,
"I do think I can cast a spell or two" she smiled....
Jonacin nodded, and began cutting a path through the constructs back to the group by the gates, leaving a swathe of ice statutes behind him. When they reached the gate, he stopped by Shakur. "How goes it Shakur?" he asked
Serene told Konrad why she had been flying above them...merely to get a better view of where there were wounded that needed help in any way, but she admitted it was perhaps sa stupid thing to do...and poor Shakur did not know she was up there so he couldn´t really be blamed for her burning.
Then again she was a bit cold, her clothes were nearly all burnt to ashes and she had lost her backpack....
She asked if Konrad maybe had sonmething to lend her until she got her backpack back.....
She wanted to follow Jonacin.......and she wouldn´t wait more than necessary....
Shakur turned to Jona, his wolf eyes brown and sheding tears. "It goes-" Shakur didn't finish his sentence, and instead felt a large jerk in right shoulder. He span to the ground, hitting hard.
"She's ok, and she understands, you're just trying to protect the citizens and innocents" Curse said, and Hircine quickly replied with "She was Kin!". "She wasn't blood, though I understand what you mean" Curse replied. "She was not blood kin and you may understand some but, well , think of it this way, how long have you known Shakur as a friend?" Reinus said, to whuch Curse replied "I understand fully now. I suggest Shakur appologize".
Shakur got up, and stopped crying. His eyes went back to their regular yellow and he finally replied fully to Jona. "It goes great now that you have cured Serene. I was terror struck. Please forgive my actions".
"It's ok Shakur, I know you weren't trying to harm her. So what's our plan of action now?"
"I was thinking of moving in a few huge cirular formations. Halbidiers and spear men out front, swordsmen behind, archers behind them and then grenadiers. we'll have two of these "kill circles". That way, we can move through the large groups of constructs and zombies without many casualties. We'll move towards Skarr and stay int that position so we can protect the civilians. You like?" Shakur had planned this formation many hours before.
"I like, but put the swordsmen in front of the halberdiers and spearmen, that way they can reach the constructs with their swords and block attacks with their shields, and the halberdiers and spearmen can attack from between them or over their shoulrder. That way twice as many men can attack at once, and there's the added protection of the shields"
"I see what you mean, I guess I was thinking about defending the archers and grenadiers. But yes, sounds great" Shakur looked to his men, who had become formated perfectly while Shakur and Jona spoke. "You men are getting so many raises I'll be answering to you guys as sir. Good job men! Slow pace and follow me!".
Ryan was very confused. wasn't Osano just screaming bloody murder at them and now he was just walking up behind them and talking...
He then noticed a woman who was severly burnt. She seemed to be alriggt and most of the burns were healing, but most of her clothes were now ash. Ryan went over there and handed her his cloak so she could have some decency in pain.
"Maim, do you need some healing?" Ryan asked.
Angry, Megil said nothing, but simply flung himself at the mage.
Mage
Arcyakt knocked Megil back with a quick bolt of lighting before teleporting much farther back, to a point where he could control his army.
Sel
Sel ignored Serene's call and assurances; he had to know for himself whether or not Celia was alive, and Arcyakt could damn well wait.
Shakur and his two armies moved forward, hacking through zombies and constructs alike. The two circles of soldiers shot arrows and stabbed away, until they had gotten to Under Skarr. "Hold this position men! reload and take a quick breath, but don't let down your guard!" Shakur yelled. Undead minions seemed to be coming closer and closer. Shakur had a sudden vision, a bag inside of the Rat in the Pot. Shakur heard Hircines voice aove the murmers of his soldiers "You forgot your gift, Red One". "Whos the fastest runner here?" Shakur yelled, and was replied with "Wayden Daurkil". "Wayden, go to the Rat i the pot, and look for a bag. It will be on a table that has seven seats around it. Get me that bag and for Mara's sake don't die". Wayden quickly started running, keeping to alley ways and climbing onto roof tops.
OOC: I'm going off for a while. Try not to attack Under Skarr or my army.
Anthanes muttered agitated. 'Son of a guar...'
The battlemage ran to his room in the Mages' guild, drank all the fortify and restore magicka potions he could find, and ran back to the battlefield, smirking.
The Vivec survivors stormed ou from behind rocks, trees, over hills, and into ald'rhun hacking at the undead and constructs alike. the sylphs split up into two groups, one joining the attack the others, joining the band of men by Under Skarr.
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Megil cursed as he landed on his back, several feet from were arcy once was. had it not been for his armor, he would have been badly burned by the energy. he stood up and his bnody ached all over, his muscles burning.
You know, when you are angry, you do stupid compassion/the voice said with a laugh
"oh will you just shut up," Megil said angrily. (i.e. the other's can hear megil talking, he's not thinking these replies )
now now, just cool your jets flingboy. I was just commenting that maybe you should interact from a distance, Don't know why an archer like you is trying to start a fist fight
"Your point?"
How bout we got back to town, get your bow from your little friend at the mage's guild, and then I know just the place to get you a wonderful quiver of arrows.
"Oh yah, let me guess it requires em to steal it doesn't it,"
Nop not at all, this special quiver is legitimatelly yours
"Alright, fine, might as well" Megil said rubbing his sore arms.
He turned to Ald' Rhun and began to walk to the Mage's Guild, where a his halfsister was waiting ever since they had arrived together from vivec.
Osano stayed to the side of the main battle. A few undead that had shown interest in him were easily dispatched with an Iron Longsword he picked up from a dead soldier; but he needed his sword. So Osano climbed on top of a building to see exactly where his claymore was. It lied on the other side of the battlefield but Osano was still to weak from the loss of blood to try to get it. He spotted Ryan and yelled to him, "Ryan, could you get me my Claymore?!" while pointing to where it sat.
Konrad fished around in his pack again, ignoring anything that was happening around him. He eventually grasped two blankets rolled up scruffily and stuffed into the bottom. He pulled them out and unfurled them, noticing how much wear and dirt was on them.
"It's the best I can do..." he told Serene, placing the blankets around her. "Just relax, they'll manage." he assured her. He noticed Ryan, and thought about drawing his sword.
"Why thank you Konrad" Serene smiled at him, "they´ll do fine"
She tied the blankets around her and started looking for her backpack, hoping it did not get burnt to ashes in the fire
Seeing as serene ignored himRyan edged away from her and Konrade and began looking for Osano's Claymore. When he found it he handed it to him.
"Here you go...umm...so what side are we on? I mean one minute we were both screaming bloody murder and then you were saying to Arcyakt that you quit and i was trying to heal an enemy..."
Wayden made it to the Rat in the Pot safely, and took the bag from the table. He ran back to Shakur. "Sir Ir Shin, I have the bag you asked" said Wayden as he handed Shakur the bag, his Breton face smiling. "Good job Wayden, you'll be remembered for this" Shakur said while looking through the bag. He found a purple rock, who knew what it could do.
OOC: Danny, I need to know what Shakur's stone/artifact does.
OOC: with the items, make them up. As long as they aren't extremely overpowered, it's alright. I would make it enhance your shehai or something.
"Bastarde.." Falx cursed as Arcyakt warped away, "Coward!"
Falx ran straight into the opposing force, his Alton's previous allies, and ignored them completely. Just simply running through there disorganized ranks trying to find Arcyakt.
OOC: Oh, I understand now.
IC: Shakur held the rock, and could feel its power. He closed his hand, squeezing the rock. Power shot through his veins and into ihis brain, and Shakur couldfeel the difference. He summoned a Shehai, which was dark purple, very light and now at the middle of the blade, the blade split. Shakur smiled, ande then started hacking and slashing at undead minions and constructs with much more ease.
Megil walked into the Mage's Guild, where he met the sylph and obtained his bow. he then went to the main floor wwhere otions where being produced at an impressive rate. He purchased a healing potion and a restore fatigue potion, he chugged them both, and puchased a few more for later use.
Megil then headed back outside, he looked around him,
Go to the Rat in the Pot, the quiver should be in there
Megil walked across teh plaza and entered the pub, after searching the place, he found a quiver of blue arrows in a corner.
That's them
Megil picked them up and then went back outside spotting Serene and Konrad in the distance.
He also saw a group of undead that was heading for them.
Megil pulled out one of the crystalline blue arrows, knocked it on his bow and with extreme accuracy let it go, he pulled another arrow and repeated the process. The arrows were extremely light, yet very strong. Megil smiled as he let arrow after arrow fly at the undead.
soon the group was nothing but a pincushion of blue arrows.
Megil glanced over his shoulder expecting the quiver to be nearly empty, but to his srprise it wasn't, it was full. Whata gift indeed
"Thanks Sheogorath"
It's not me you should be thankin, it was Azura's little gift for you who aid the daedra. i have already given you my gift, I removed the boundaries around your mind, so that you may see true power.
Serene turned around hearing some swooshing sounds and what she saw filled her with satisfaction.....
She saw Megil and a sworm of blue glistening arrows coming from his bow aimed at a horde of undead that were heading for Konrad and herself...the blue arrows tuirning the undeads into a heap of ashes.
"Oh Megil" she whispered, " You saved our lives"
She now hoped the battle soon would come to an end so the destroyed cities would have a chance to be rebuilt again, she was utterly tired of war, battles and all the violence that had been lately, she just wanted to live a quioet life now.....preferrably with Jonacin......
She sighed and looked aside...and there it was!! Her backpack, worn, slightly damaged from the fire but still it was it and the content seemed to be ok.....she smiled at anyone in general and Megil and Konrad in particular
"Prepare to become scrap metal" , Anthanes spoke calmly to the constructs. "V'laash, FONDIGUMAH!" A large fireball shot from the half-dunmer's hands to the construct, rendering many disfunctional and even melting a couple.
had initially joined on of the defensive circles of troops, but he soon tired of waiting for the constructs to come to him. He broke ranks fro the rest of the troops and charged a group of constructs. A broad slash across his front as he came within reach of them froze several, which were shattered as he crashed through them to reach the ones behind. Several blades screeched of his armour, but none broke through. He quickly dispatched the group before goigng to look for more
"I am not on either side," Osano said to Ryan, "But the world wouldn't be that great if most of it was turned to ash now would it? Besides Arcyakt probably wouldn't spare me anyway. You can join whichever side that you want or follow me, I don't care. I have a plan." Osano got ready to jump off the rooftop when he turned and said, "Oh,and thanks for healing me."
He then jumped and ran to where he had seen Shakur was fighting constructs and said to Shakur, "I have a plan, you trust me enough to here me out?"
Megil nodded at Serene, then climbed up onto a rooftop, and began firing arrows into the air, ata high arc to go over the meleers, and into the enemy behind.
Occasionally he would fire down at his feet, to destroy any undead that were trying to climb up and reach him.
OOC: i'm gonna assume that the arrows sort of vanish after a while. otherwise the world will son be nothing but a mass of blue arrows.
Konrad grinned at Serene, brushing his hair back.
"You know, we should get to better cover. This is way too open." he advised, stamping through the head of an undead warrior that had managed to crawl to him. He then lazily swept the blade through another's neck, taking away its meagre attempt at life.
Shakur kept slaying any undead warriors or Constructs that came to close, though he knew his armies were good on their own. He danced through the enemies with his sword and his spells, fireballs followed by sword slashes, and occasionally by his hand. His Shehai contacted pefectly when it was swung and lunged with, a master of quick killing it was. Shakur's brain worked as hard as his muscles, keeping such an amazing Shehai alive required much thought. Shakur looked at Osano, and said simply "You have not gained my respect by swiching sides, but you may help a wedge. Tell me foe, what is your awful idea that leads to an ambush?" Shakur wasn't about to let a traitor and an enemy join his ranks so easily.
Ryan folowed Osano off the wall and to Shakur.
"yeah, what is your plan?" He asked, after hearing what he said to shakur.
Numorous constucts swiped at Falx, but have been still imbued with dark energy he quickly evaded them.
One construct made a lunge at Falx's heart, but missed when he jumped up in the air and landed squarely on top of it. Crushing whatever force gave it life.
"Where are you Arcaykt..." The knight scanned the battle and grinned, "There..."
(OOC: Hopefully, nothing drastic has been done to Under Skar...)
Celia was still healing the wounded as the battle raged on. Being in Under Skar, she did not hear the talking from outside, though she thought she felt the floor beneath her shake at one point.
A few more wounded boys walked in, and Celia sighed, wiping sweat off of her brow. I really hope this battle ends soon.
Osano smiled at Shakur's remark, "Okay, now assuming that Arcyakt is as arrogant as ever he is attacking the main gate with the full force of his army, right? So my plan is, if Ald'Ruhn has a back door or something, we evacuate everyone out the back, send the civilians up north to Gnisis or something and our Army moves around the outside of Ald'Ruhn while the constructs occupy it. If the entire--or even most-- of the army is inside of Ald'ruhn then Arcyakt will probably still be outside and vulnerable. So we keep the constructs contained within Ald'Ruhn, perhaps our Daedra can cast some sort of anti-teleporttion spell and we move in on Arcyakt while his army is away."
Osano shrugged, "but if your so sure that it won't work then you should probably come up with some other plan like fighting to our deaths to protect some pile of ash and a broken crab thing."
"Dodge THIS, mageling!" , Anthanes said. With that, he began chanting, using his power of will to hopefully allow the spell to blast through Arcyakt's defences. And some spell it was--- a mix of dispel, paralyze, silence, lightning damage, and drain magicka. Anthanes had calculated that he should have enough magicka with all the fortifying potions he took to finally get around to casting it, thusly he did. As soon as he was finished a magic blast of epic proportions shot from his hands to Arcyakt, Anthanes collapsed on the ground from exhaustion. Casting world-bending spells was a very tiresome task, and the battlemage hadn't reasoned that it would be better to do it somewhere where you're not surrounded by constructs.
Megil was firing arrows into the undead and constructs, when he heard the roaring sound of magic, he looked over to his left to see a large sphere make it's way through the sonstructs in the direction where one could assume Arcy to be.
He also saw the small shockwave of the spell, and could see anthanes on the ground, seeingthat the mage had exhausted his power megil jumped down from the roof, and firing arrows into anything that stood in his way, made his way to Anthanes.
Whenn he got there he just continued firing arrows ti keeo the exhausted mage from being overrun by constructs.
ooc Otik has been shooting arrows lol sorry for not posting much.
ic: Otik saw the magic blast and saw Megil helping Anthanes, but were going to be overrun by the enemy if someone didn't help. Otik jumped down from his perch and was able to get to MEgil and Anthanes. Otik said to Megil, "Need some helP?"
"Na, I got it covered," megil said with a laugh in jest, "of course, can always use some help"
Otik smiled and notched his worn bow and started shooting down the enemy, Otik couldn't help notice Megil's quiver adn that it didn't run out of arrows, "Hey Megil were'd you get that Quiver?"
"Found it in the Rat in the Pot, i saw another one in there with green arrows if you want one for yourself."
"figures I leave and get into a battle and then get told to that my magic weapon if back in the pub. Be right back." as Otik headed twards the Rat and the Pot he was sure he saw Megil smirk but dismisded it. Otik found the Quiver and wondered what it did, He put it on anyways and walked outside. Otik reached Megil again and started shooting his arrows, "hey Megil do you see anything special about these arrows?"*
*hint hint lol I think my quiver is everfilling as well as yours but is that it? thanks
"it's hard to say, the undead seem to pulverize when they are struck by mine. they are also sharp, extremelly strong, and light as a feather. I thought the lightness might be a rpoblem, but some how they remain on a straight course even during a powerful gust. making it easier to hit a target."
OOC:you could always give the arrows a trait that's different from mine.
Sel finally saw Celia healing people, so he ran towards her.
"Are you alright?" he asked, more than little bit of relief apparent in his voice.
Mage
Arcyakt barely managed to resist the dispel part of Anthaes's spell, and was able to block most of the attack; except for the lightning part. He flew back a few feet, his hair standing on end.
He stood up shakily, and prepared more defense spells; if anyone else could cast more spells like that, he may be in for a fight.
Hmm..this might actually prove difficult...
Osano shrugged, "I suppose you're right Shakur. Just keep in mind that if you don't kill Arcyakt he will inevitably take this place. His army is invincible and with each one of your deaths one more is added to his ranks. The only way to end this is to kill him. I suggest leaving his army to your army and you concentrating on Arcyakt. And as for any help from me, I'll see what I can do."
"Actually I was going to do that after we secure Under Skarr but since that has been acomplished, I will be moving towards him. Keep in mind though, if this is a trick, I will bring you to Hircine my self for the hunting. God speed in your quest for good" Shakur smiled to Osano, the soldier may really have some good in him. "Cadus and Bevasius are in charge. If Arcyackt comes, try to avoid fighting. Other than that, you men seem well instructed. And remember, if Arcyackt dies, massive promotions for all!" the soldiers cheered, laughed and whistled as they tightened their positions. Shakur ran towards Arcyackt, slicing through constructs.
OOC: Arcyackt is still outside of the walls right?
Falx's draw dropped as he saw the awesome might of the magick that the battlemage had just released. Or maybe it was hanging open because of the close proximity of the magick and himself.
As the spell drew within even 20 yards of him the force of it alone threw him up into the air landing many feet away from where he once stood. He quickly checked himself for injury, none but a small portion of the back plate of his armor was rounded off. "Damn.." He muttered, "I've got to watch my back now.."
When Falx actually arose from the choas of the explosion and battle, he almost cursed aloud when he couldn't see Arcyackt. But alas the evil mage was still there, his dark sillhoute(SP) projecting against the burning ground.
"Acyakt! Finish this now! Fight me, kill me, or die yourself! It matters not anymore." Falx extended the blade in his hand and held it with a double grip, "You cannot run forever.."
Azura! Please, I know I failed your mission long ago but halt Arcyakt in this place! It's now our never!
Osano nodded to Shakur and then walked back to the Skar to help anyway he could. He didn't chase after any constructs but those who challenged him ended up in atleast two pieces.
Celia finished healing the two boys, and nodded. "Yes, I'm all right, silly Dunmer." She grinned and wiped off sweat off her face. "Though it is a little stifling and hot in here..."
Her face became serious. "How are the others doing?"
Serene washed her face and hands ......she had borrowed some clother from one of her friends in the redoran councl hall so she decided it was time for some real action now.
Checking her backpack she went out looking for Anthanes.....now there was gonna be some magic in this battle......that ´s for sure...
Celia gestured around. "Well, most of these people are almost fully healed... If you find anyone else send some of them to me and the other healers, when you can."
She sighed, her face worried. "I hope that mage does not take this place... Where would we go if he did?"
ooc oh well i an't brain storm how 'bout mine arrows have some poison that can't be reflected or resisted, or is that power gaming?
Otiik shot the arrows," oh well it isn't like these zombies are that hard."
"I don't know." Sel answered honestly. He seemed to be using that phrase a lot lately...
"But I don't think any of us will let him take this place."
"Gnisis," Osano said in answer to Celia's question as he walked in on their conversation. "That is the best tactical position -if- Ald'Ruhn falls. But I have a feeling that won't happen." Osano paused, "Anything a non-healer can do to help? Or is it all taken care of?"
OOC: gone for a little while
Shakur climbed the city wall and ran past much of Arcyakt's army, throwing ten bottles of flin followed by fireballs from his backpack. It created an nice fire, though not devastating in size and power. Shakur found Arcyakt and others fighting. He ran towards the fight, stopping about fifteen feet away. "I have come to aid in your death, monster" Shakur shot three large fireballs at Arcyakt, hoping they would distract him long enough for someone else to make a good strike.
Celia raised an eyebrow, wary. "Osano?" What was he doing here? He sided with the mage, didn't he? Or has the silly Dunmer been really good on the inside all this time?
She shrugged. Well, if the others let him in, then he could not be bad... for now. Celia gestured to some of the people around her. "Some of these men are restless and wish to go back into battle, though Mara knows why, and perhaps you could take them off our hands to help with anything, er, battle-related?"
Sel glared at Osano. "Leave, traitor." He spat.
Nobody switches sides that quickly, and there was no way Osano was getting control of the men here.
Jonacin heard and saw the massive spell Anthanes released at Arcyatk. He began hacking his way through undead and constructs towards where the spell had discharged, reasoning that Arcyatk would be nearby
OOC: After i log off tonight, i probably wont be on again til Monday, so could Minque or someone control Jonacin?
"The very one," Osano said to Celia, "I will take these men back on to the field of battle," he added with a smile. He pushed past Sel and told the men to get up, that they were going back into the fight.
OOC: haha sel got ignored.
OOC: this might get a little ugly. Ignoring Sel just might piss him off. especially since the "Death" incident with Osano....
"You damned bastarde." Sel said, drawing his sword. "You just all of a sudden decide to rejoin us, just as the final battle is happening? A little suspicious if you asked me..." he said as his hand went to his sword hilt.
OOC: thats exactly what i intended to do
Osano stopped and turned to Sel and replied smartly, "Well know one asked you did they? I was told by Shakur to gather any spare men I could so I suggest you make way." Osano would be lying if he said that he wasn't trying to provoke Sel a little bit, he still needed a little action in his life.
Sel spat at Osano's feet and drew his sword.
"Know your place, traitor."
OOC:
"You're the one who needs to learn his place,'' Osano said drawing his claymore off his back and going into a defensive stance. It was heavy now since Arcyakt had taken his power but he could still handle someone weaker than him.
OOC: whats with spitting? it's considered assault you know.
At least he doesn't have shield. Sel thought sarcastically.
Osano was definately stronger than Sel, but was he faster? He was also lugging around a heavy claymore, he would prbably get extremely tired...
"So are you going to swing at something, or am I supposed to be admiring the workmanship of your sword?" Sel asked.
Osano grinned at Sel's comment, "It is nice isn't it?" He swung downward hard at Sel. He figured that Sel would dodge it, few people would be able to block a sword that was that heavy especially one with Sel's build. If I could back him into a corner so he wouldn't be able to dodge it then i could break his guard and, uh...kick him or something. I don't want to kill him...
Sel merely side-stepped the blow, and as the huge claymore hit the ground, he sprung at Osano, with his sword slashing horizontally.
Jonacin kept fighting through the undead and constructs, and suddenly found himself facing Arcyatk. He called up his spirit arm and gripped the Blade in front of him with both hands. "This ends here Arcyatk" he growled
Osano barely ducked below Sel's attack and dragged his sword across the ground to try to trip Sel then threw a shoulder at him to knock him off balance--hopefully.
OOC: maybe we can end this tonight?
OOC: I was more setting myself up for Monday, but if Dantrag wants to end it he jsut has to make Arcyatk respond
OOC: Sel was jumping towards Osano, so I guess the tripping is out of the question...
Sel cursed himself when Osano avioded the blow, and then did it again when the larger dunmer knocked him back with his shoulder. Sel fell backwards, but went into a roll and came up shakily on his feet.
As Sel stood back up Osano charged at him hoping to catch him if guard and thrust his blade at him. "You know you may want to put your energy into your real enemy. Arcyakt is just outside of Ald'Ruhn."
"Falx?? But you died. I put my katana on your grave. How the hell are you here?"
"Yeah, me and Serene. But let's save the talk for after we deal with this little annoyance" said Jonacin, advancing slowly on Arcyatk while circling to his right
Falx stepped closer towards Arcyakt, but nearly fell down when a massive surge of memory's came flooding in.
Give it up Falx, I've won, think of the power you have in me!
I've danced with darkness long enough, I am a Knight, protecter of the empire!
The empire that you were destroying not but several days ago? Hahaha
Die you foul bastarde!
You first
The pain grew even more horrible causing Falx to drop his sword and clutch his head.
Ahh! Why are you doing this to me! We are so close to the end! The end of Arcyakt!
That is exaclty why I'm stopping you! Without Arcyakt there is no power!
Falx seemed to enter his own mind in physical form, the emptyness of his mind was occasionaly blotted by the good thoughts, oasis's in the lands in the lands of the barren.
"So you've come?" Alton appeared in front of him, the entirity of the evil in his body.
"You have no claim to this place, it is mine! Die!" Falx lunged at Alton.
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Falx lay on the ground curled up into a ball, he couldn't feel the outside world.
Jonaci looked on in shock as Falx suddenly collapsed to the ground, but he had to concentrate on Arcyatk
Ryan had folowed Osano into Under-Skar and was now watching him and sel fight.
"Hey Osano, u want some help?" He asked after Osano knocked sel to the ground.
Not waiting or an answer, Ryan went behind sel and tried to whack him in the back of the head with the blunt side of an axe.
Even if it only clips him, it should put him out like a light. Thought Ryan. After all this axe has a major fatiuge drain enchantment...hope it doesnt fo too much damage...
Sel ducked the blow from behind, and as he slashed his sword backwards, he shouted at Ryan.
"Who the hell do you think you are?"
He had his hands full with Osano, another member of the fight might make things difficult. Difficult can still be fun, Sel decided.
"Hey, your the one who started this fight," Ryan stated. "Im just helpin out a friend."
As he said this, Ryan was attacking with the blunt end of both of his axes, on going down at the head and the other went lower...
Osano grew tired of messing around with Sel and got back on track with what he was doing, "Sel, I'm on your side now! Look!" Osano stcuk his sword in the ground and rubbed his left arm against the blade causing it to bleed, "I'm mortal now!"
Celia's shoulders shot up in surprise. "Eeek! What are you doing to yourself?" She firmly grabbed Osano's arm, scolding, "Bad Dunmer! Do not do it again, or you will get a severe ear tweaking!" She healed the long slash in his arm.
"Yes, because we all know that I was the one who swung first." Sel said sarcastically as he half jumped, half fell backwards, avoiding the two axes.
Damn Arcyakt, stealing my dagger. Sel thought. He had needed that in quite a few fights now...
He was far enough away now to get a good look at his new opponent. How many axes did he have? Apparently he liked throwing them; never a good thing.
He turned to Osano. "Right, am I to just forget that you ever served Arcyakt? And I don't know enough about Arcyakt's enchantments to know if it allows you to harm yourself or not."
He smiled. "Maybe if I could harm you..."
OOC: Sel isn't exactly a trusting guy...
Whoa! MerGirl appeared out of nowhere!
Osano glared at Sel while Celia healed his arm. 'I would let you hurt me but you'd probably take off one of my hands. Besides, I don't think Celia would approve of it.."
Ryan stopped chucking axes, for now.
"Umm...guys is this going any were or will we just stay here trying to kill each other forever?"asked Ryan. "Now i dont care what you do...Ummm...what was your name any way?"
"Fine." Sel said, sheathing his sword. "What's next?" he asked, but he gave Osano a glare to show that he still wasn't trusted.
Seeing the dwindling number of enemies, Megil began to focus his fire towards Arcyakt, hoping the hailing arrows would distracts the mage long enough.
"Well, Arcyakt is presently just outside of Ald'Ruhn. If you would like to wtness this battle and get some oil on your sword then you should probably head outside. If not then I suppose you can stay in here and protect the wounded, but I am taking these men back out to the field," Osano said while rallying the men back up again, directing them outside, and started heading towards the exit.
Anthanes was still lying unconscious, though occasionally muttering incoherently, unaware of the world. "ungh... the mudcrabs... they're everywhere... argh... "
Megil glanced behind his soldier when her heard someone talking,
"Why hello Serene, glad you could join us, about time someone tried to get him up, bit vulnerable oout here surrounded by constructs." he said firing the occasional arrow.
Of course at this point in time, the constructs around Megil and Otik, where just piled up hunks of scrap metal, and any undead were simply turned to ash, and no immediate threat was present, apart from mayb burying themselves in the corpses of the enemy.
Anthanes got up slowly, blinking. He then exclaimed another bit of nonsense:
"Mordenkainen, you whelp! Meet me at the Foyada Ashur-dan on the--- oh?"
The battlemage blinked and his eyes regained their focus.
"He still lives? DAMNATION! That was a foolish move- very foolish. I should not use an alpha spell in occasions with the urgency level of this one--...ahem. Does anyone have any VERY STRONG restore magicka potions on them?"
with his back to Serene and Anthanes, sine he was firing arrows into the enemy around them, megil said jokingly,
"you expected your spell to work? hmm wel, if anything you are the lucky one to be alive, you are lucky me and Otik saw your bit of magick and ran over to save you." Megil said rolling his eyes, not taht they could see it
"It should have KILLED a lesser man but not before disabling his magickal faculties..." , the half-dunmer said indignantly.
"I think it is quite ovbious that a man witha construct army is no "lesser" man, on the bright side of things, at least this time you will be conscious to see see him die."
Anthanes snorted. "At the next time it should work. That means that it is time for plan XYZ--- repeated casting of various spells, lo. But someone give me that magicka-restoring potion!"
absent-midedly firing arrows into the enemy megil shrugged and said,
"sorry i don't have my pack on me, and this armor doesn't really have room for potion storage"
"I am not ranting, by the infinite folds of the void! Thank you, by the way."
...I wonder how Anara is faring...Curse it, Anthanes, this is ... not the time to worry about emotions.
Anthanes gulped the potion and wiped his mouth. He gave a reassured look to Arcyakt's direction and grinned.
"V'laash icrius!" A bolt of energy shot from his fingers to Arcyakt, and the half-dunmer's potent will attempted to wrestle the protections from Arcyakt, greatly increasing the potency of the Dispelling spell.
"Anthanes! be careful!" Serene warned.....didnt you notice the inner shield of reflect!
YAYYY.......MOVE IT! She threw herself at the half-dunmer, shoving him aside before the spell came back with a swoosh...
They barely avoided the ricochet(sp).....and fell both in a heap of arms and legs....
Megil rolled his eyes,
"You'll never learn will ya"
Serene crawled up on her feet..
"Phew, that was a close one......there´s more sides to this mage than we´ll ever learn....
"Come on guys, let´s go to the Rat-in-the-pot and get ourselves drunk....Arcyakt wouldn´t expect that
Serene assembled her gear and headed off to the bar...intensively tired of fighting..and yearning for Jonacin to get back...
"Sounds like a plan," Megil said, looking over his shoulder, letting an arrow loose from his bow, hitting an unsuspecting undead soldier.
Megil lowered his bow turned around and followed Serene to the bar.
Oops...Megil..phew i didn´t see that one..Serene laughed.....well now yu certainly deserve a huge drink.....It´s on me!!
Megil laughed, "alright, i didn't think they would charge us in the middle of a war,"
OOC: is there still any liquor in this town? i thought shakur or fanris one, did some explosions with most of the alcohol in town. -_-
Konrad sat once again inside the rat in the pot, bottles of flin around the table he was slumped sleepily at. He burbled slightly, then picked up an empty bottle; shaking it above his head to get a few drops. He was bleeding quite badly from a cut to his arm. He attemped to get up but flopped to the floor, lying there. With his blood forming a small puddle, he really looked dead drunk.
Megil walked into the bar to see the stuporing konrad, he couldn't help but laugh.
he lifted him up of the floor and onto a chair. "foolish boy"
"Serene, he looks like he could use some help" he said as he tied a strip of cloth above the wound to prevent further bleeding.
When entering the bar, Serene saw Konrad lying on the floor....dead drunk..but he was bleeding severely, and with all that alcohol in his body the blood flew rather extensively.
"Ah konrad she muttered as she grabbed his arm and concentrated t heal the deep cut. Blood gushed from it and she saw that the boy had lost quite a lot of it...
Hmmm he´ll need some fortifying potion as well she thought, taking a green vial from her backpack
"Megil hold his head so i can pour this into him she said still holding his wounded arm...
Megil lifted up konrad's stooped head, so that the potion could go down his throat.
"Alright, ready when you are."
Serene poured the potion slowly into Konrads throat
" Hmm hope he doesn´t puke now she muttered i don´t have so many left of these
Konrad accepted the potion gratefully, then suddenly jolted back into life. He drew his sword and aimed it at Serene. "Who the?" he asked, his vision swaying. "ARCYATK!" he screamed, attempting to slash her but failing miserably and dropping the sword. He then proceeded to mumble about tax rates.
Aiiieee, Serene jumped back when Konrad aimed at her..
Konrad, she said in a loud voice..it´s us, Megil and me..Serene cripes boy you scared me
Megil jumped back likewise at the outburst, and stoo dbacking watching the boy warily incase he decided to lunge in his drunkeness.
ahh ......c´mon let´s sit down....give Konrad some infusion of Ash-yam she said to the barkeep, that´ll sober him up...
OOC: It has to it taste awful i reckon...
Megil took a seat, then turned to the barkeep,
"I think i'll have some flin." he said, Megil was never much of a drinker, but with the recent events told him that he could have smoething to drink for now. he would love to get the memories of killnig niran, and of the screams as people were trapped in the crumbling ruins of vivec.
he stared absent-mindedly into the air in front of him.
OOC: serene can pick up on some of the thoughts if she wants.
Konrad groaned as the ash yam was stuffed oh so gravefully into his mouth. He swallowed, growling at the bad taste. "Are you trying to kill me?" he asked, picking up a bottle of flin he had missed in his absolute drunkness and washing the taste away.
Otik walked into the Rat and the Pot to see a pool of blood, "wow who died?" he said with a laugh,"Hey Barkeep! A nice, umm, I'll have a Matze if you don't mind. Thanks. So what next?"
ooc oops sorry Minque and nice sig Konrad!
Serene tried to take the flin away from Konrad, thinking he´s had enough..but then reconsidered....he probably needed it
She then turned to Megil to see what he was having..seeing him sitting silent, staring out in the air
".......trapped in Vivec....." Megil was thinking of the battle of Vivec..she felt that and also the pain it caused him....
So she put one hand on his forehead the other on his neck.....pressing as she chanted silently, looking steadily into his eyes..
"Bort med alla hemska minnen..bort...bort....du minns inte längre...inte längre"
The ancient spell of forgetting was nothing she had tried for a long time but she really hoped it would help Megil.....
OOC: I want a drink right now...we just covered(if you could call it covering, the teacher goes, "Chapter 2 is about blah blah, better read that.") an entire UNIT(not a chapter, but a collection of 8 chapters) in calculus - the first day of school. He gave us a huge load of homework too.
Sel let Osano go, but with serious reservations; he still didn't trust the man.
He turned to Celia. "Anything I can help with?" he asked, looking at the few wounded left.
V'anul and Anara had taken it too themselves to keep the streets of Ald'Ruhn clear of Constructs, any that managed to get inside were quickly cut down. This kept the defenders from loosing too many more men as the Constructs had only a few places where they could enter. Fenris maintained fighting outside of Ald'Ruhn with the Legion Phalnax, which was doing a grand job and cutting down constructs before they reached Ald'Ruhn.
Konrad looked around him, his rface suddenly sober as Otik came in. "So where is everyone from?" he asked, putting down the flin and resting his feet cross legged on the table.
Megil snapped out of it as he felt the warm hands on his face, he looked into Serene's eyes.
she chanted the spell. Megil's pupils dialated in shock of what she was doing.
thoughts can fit in between a fraction fo time, and it was during such a time that megil thought desperatly
No I cannot forget, please don't make me forget, not yet.
he knew the comfort forgetfullness would bring, but he also knew that hundreds of men fought outside seeking revenge for their fallen city. how would they react when they approached megil and he had no recollection of the mighty fall of vivec.
he hopedin his heart, that serene would get the message and end the spell before it was to late.
But perhaps it was too late already, the memories began to fade.
and a small tear rolled down the dunmer's face.
OOC: sry minque . it just doesn't seem fitting at the moment. you can choose to carry it on though .
Serene felt Megil´s mind object sharply on the spell.....
Hmm she thought....he doesn´t want to forget...no...he maybe is right it would be better if he remembered all that...
yes..it would..
she waved her hands at him......chanting in a more stern voice
" Stop...återvänd.....minns allt som hänt.. minne återvänd"
phew...that should make it!
OOC: it´s ok....if you like i can translate the swedish in the spells!
The thoughts came rushing back, and though they were sad and depressing it still made Megil glad that Serene had heeded him.
he looked at her,
"I know you were trying to help, but its just not the right time for such things" he said taking a swig of the flin that had been brought to him.
Konrad laughe when he was utterly ingnored, then picked up the bottle of flin again and fnished it. "Well, this was a pointless endeaver." he exclaimed, before watching Megil take a squig and relaxing in his chair.
OOC: LOCK THE THREAD
OMG.....oops LOCKED
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