A Forgotten Khajiit-Playground 1 Options

[DungeonHunter]

yeah...me too. if i think of something i'll put it in the plot thread.


edit: god i am just the master of getting the first post on each page.

This post has been edited by DungeonHunter: Aug 19 2006, 07:44 AM

[jack cloudy]

Well, here's your chance to think. And it was quite good what you did with Zarador.

Zarador.

Zarador stared furiously at the money in his hands. He pointed at the nearest guard.
,,You! Take this money and divide it among the family of those who lost their lives. It won't compensate for the loss but it will have to do. Now go!"
He then turned to the Mane.
,,I don't know what you were thinking but no more armies. If you want to make yourself usefull, find yourself a way to directly injure that foul Necromancer. Any more of this nonsense, and it shall be you who will have to face my spells!" The Aldmer towered over the Mane. The room suddenly felt very cold. Several of the Mane's guards looked rather nervous.

Finally, the Aldmer began to calm down. He looked at Jo'puma.
,,I'm sorry, but I have a better idea. What would you say if I gave you Centurion's left arm? Once I get my machine fixed, it can regrow any missing pieces. An arm will take a while, but it will go. So what do you say, would you accept his arm?"

[GunsnArmor]

A new Arm

"Sure, I'll take the centrions arm. Thank you". Jo'puma took the arm and put it where his real arm used to be. "Well, I don't need this money, so I will also give it to those who lost there husbands." Jo'puma gave the money to the guard that Zarador gave his money too, and then the guard went to give the money. "Well, I believe we should go and rest at the hotel." Jo'puma left for the hotel. When he got in, he bought another bottle of Skomma, then went to his room and drank.


My damn brother hoged the computer all day so I wasn't able to RP with you guys. DAMN HIM!

[jack cloudy]

Zarador

Zarador couldn't allow himself to rest yet.
He worked till far into the morning to get Centurion fixed. When he finally went to sleep, the machine had reactivated and was repairing itself. When the sun rose, It had already grown a new shoulder and fixed most small dents and scratches. It had also began to change its flamethrower into an icethrower.

OOC: Damn brothers. At least you're on now.

[GunsnArmor]

Yup

A nice day

When Jo'puma woke up the next morning, he went downstairs for breakfast. "Goodmorning!" said the hotel keeper. "What for breakfast today?" said Jo'puma, as he sat down. "Muffins, corn, peaches, and sense that dark elf wanted meat, we have nix hound meat now." Jo'puma got a muffin, a peach, and some hound meat. "I can't do anything major today, I'm still a little wounded. Maybe I could take care of bandits..."

[jack cloudy]

Zarador, not a nice day

The wizard was awoken by the sun shining through his window.
,,Cursed windows without curtains!" He mumbled only half-awake. After a few moments it became clear that he wasn't going to fall asleep again.
,,They should kill the man who said that starting the day early is a good thing."

His first plan was to go visit the Mane and see if there was any news regarding the Necromancer. He decided not to for he realized that he wasn't quite welcome any longer. The news of how he treated the Mane had spread and the Khajiit all looked at him when he walked through the streets last night.
,,I suppose that I shouldn't worry about the Necromancer....for today at least. Centurion, stay here."

Walking down the stairs, he saw Jo'puma having breakfast.
,,Ah, I'll also have some thank you. After a hard day working, nothing beats a good meal. So, how was your night, my friend?"

[GunsnArmor]

"It was good. I didn't have any nighmares." said Jo'puma as he took the last bite of the muffin. I think I am going to take a look around, see the city some more, maybe buy something." Jo'puma left the hotel, and went outside. When he was walking down the street, he saw three kids, doing a play. There was a litle group of people watching them, and he decided to watch. There were three kids pretending to fight. "Die,die,die! bleh!" The last kid falls over. Jo'puma chuckles, then continues to go down the road.

[jack cloudy]

Zarador

Zarador watched the Khajiit go and walked off towards the nearest gate.
,,Aldmer can't pass. This city is under siege."

The Wizard looked at the guard who'd stopped him.
,,If you want to go home with your fur intact, I suggest that you open the gate."
The threat had its desired result and the gate was opened.

Outside, there was no sign of the undead army. He hadn't expect any. The army would probably pop in right at the Mane's palace.
,,Not my problem."
He went to the top of a nearby hill and sat down with his eyes closed. As the Aldmer was meditating, time seemed to fly.

[GunsnArmor]

Jo'puma walked inside a book store and picked up a book to read. He then went to a clothing store and bought a new robe. [His robe is now bright red with a green daimond on it]. He then went to a miscilanius store and bought a blank book, a feather, and an ink bottle. He then went to a hill to write in his book, and it tuurned out to be the same hill Zarador was on. "Oh, hello there" said Jo'puma, as he sat down and started writing in the blank book (witch now, is pretty much his journal).

Mondas, 24 Last Seed , E435.

I lost my last arm yesterday. I have another dwemer arm, though. One of my companions, Zarador, an Altmer, gave me his centurion's arm. It was pretty nice of him. We are to go out to battle, again, tommorow. Well I don't know if we will battle, but we are fighing against the enemy again. I wish I knew his name, so I don't have to keep calling him "enemy". Maybe I should call him- Jo'puma puased for a moment. -The Forgoten Khajiit. Yeah, that sounds good.

I look forward to the upcoming payments. I could really use a new house.
Jo'puma puts his journal away, and relaxes.

[jack cloudy]

Zarador

Zarador opened his eyes and found Jo'puma sitting near him. He smiled and nodded as a greeting.
,,I've been thinking. I went over the battle again and have concluded that we've been lucky. If this Khajiit had drained my Magicka, I wouldn't have taken out so many of the undead." He paused to put his hat straight.
,,This also leads me to the following. We're quite similar. We both rely on Magicka to protect us. If he could be distracted, I might find myself capable of draining his Magicka. That would make him unable to keep up his defenses and give me a large reserve to put into spells. The only problem would be the distraction and a draining spell powerful enough to do the job. I'll think it over when we have the time."

The Aldmer looked at the horizon for a few moments.
,,Please tell the Mane that I'm still willing to help when you go to see him. I believe it would be for the best if Í don't meet him in person for a while. No matter what my opinion of him might be, he is still the leader of the city we're trying to help. I can't afford to turn the people into my enemies."

[GunsnArmor]

"I will be sure to tell him." said Jo'puma. Jo'puma then started to slowly fall asleep.

Casamir

Casamir was talking to the Mane. "What will we do? We lost 200 men over nothing! Our heroes were not strong enough to figh them. How on Nirn are we going to beat him?". "I do not know. My men have not learned very much. They are searching as we speak." Suddenly, a guard burst open the door and ran up to the Mane. "We have found a location of one of there bases." The Mane stood up. "Is there leader there?". "Highly doubt it, sir." "We should tell them at once!"

[jack cloudy]

Zarador

Zarador watched the sleeping Khajiit and then left. He recalled back to the inn where he checked out Centurion. The machine was almost fully repaired. The Wizard sat in a chair and kept his mind on possible means to remove the Necromancer's power.
,,I need more information. If only I could have an encounter with the Khajiit's forces, but without the Khajiit himself."

[DungeonHunter]

T'jirra

T'jirra rolled over in bed and pulled his sheets off. he put on his casual robe (a dark red with black stitching)
and got his sack of money. he went downstairs and saw the inkeeper who forced him to have some meat before he left. as he was leaving, he looked back to see her watching him intently she looked away suddenly, as if ashamed. T'jirra thought nothing of it and left. he had bought his first bow in this town, so he knew the best store for it. "the crooked arrow" it was called. he strolled inside and the shopkeeper welcomed him. "buisness has been picking up, with the siege and all" he said. T'jirra looked up from the bow he was inspecting and said "siege? what siege?" "oh? well that evil khajiit has been threatening our town recently. a few heroes tried to repel him...but he seems too powerful." the shopkeeper said. T'jirra said nothing and kept looking at bows. an imported glass bow made from the volcanic glass of red mountain caught his eye. it bent nicely and was durable and accurate. he took a few shots with it, but it was toohard of a pull. he eventually settled on a nice dwemer bow, which, despite being metal, bent perfectly and was a nice size. it was easy to pull back and shot nice and straight. it ended up costing T'jirra 1000 septims, leaving him with 1000 left, plus some he had been stashing in his room. he waved goodbye to the shopkeeper and left.

mabolg

mabolg got up and put on his polished ebony graves. he had bought a small leather puch to store his money in, which he strapped on and left the inn. he decided to practice combat today, with his day off. he headed over to the town square and conjured a daedric katana into his hand. he went through his techniques and practiced the best way to disarm a skeleton over and over.

OOC: sorry i wasnt on last night, i was at my friends house.

This post has been edited by DungeonHunter: Aug 21 2006, 03:58 AM

[GunsnArmor]

Thats okay.

Man, I feel like a turd.

Jo'puma

Jo'puma had a nice nap of an hour, and woke up. He got his things and went back to the hotel to drop his things off, then left to go to a target shop and bought a dummy to practice his skills with. He practiced telekiness with it. After a while, when he was done he casted a fire spell and the dummy burned to a crisp. He turned around to see a guard aproaching him. "The Mane needs to talk to you and the other heroes. Come with me."

This post has been edited by GunsnArmor: Aug 21 2006, 06:23 AM

[DungeonHunter]

T'jirra

halfway back to the inn, T'jirra was confrontedby a khajiit gaurd in fancy armor. "the mane needs to see you. come this way." he said and escorted T'jirra to the palace. when he got there, the rest of the heroes were sitting at a crescent shaped table facing the mane on his throne. T'jirra sat down and waited for an order.

mabolg.

mabolg had been summoned to the palace an hour ago and taken his seat early. T'jirra had just walked in and sat down, completing the party. "greetings, my heroes..." began the mane.

OOC: t'jirra needs to talk to the mane, doesnt have to be in private, maybe after the meeting.

[GunsnArmor]

Sure, go ahead. This whole post will be the meeting. After it you can talk to him.

"Some of my scouts have found an enemy base. The sorcerer is not there, though, but if you destroy it he will not be able to rebuild it. We shall have troops following you, but they will not be there to fight. They will take over the frotresses that you destroy. You should leave at 7:00. You should give them a suprise attack. You are dismissed."

[jack cloudy]

Zarador.

The Aldmer had come to the palace, but by means of a powerful Chameleon spell. He leant over to Jo'puma and whispered in his ears.
,,I'm sorry for my secrecy but could you please ask what kind of opposition is to be expected and if there is anything we should look for when there?"

[GunsnArmor]

"We will need to talk about it at the hotel. We will need time to plan it."

OOC:We should wait for Dungeon Hunter to talk to the Mane before we get to the hotel part.

This post has been edited by GunsnArmor: Aug 21 2006, 07:00 AM

[DungeonHunter]

im here!


T'jirra

after the meeting, T'jirra saw the mane when everybody left. "your holiness, i would like to give you my mane." he said simply. "that is very honorable of you, T'jirra. i would be proud to wear it. shall we begin?" and so T'jirra's mane was cut off and worn on the mane's neck. after that, he bowed and left the palace.
heading back to the hotel, he hoped to join the meeting to discuss strategy with zarador and jo'puma. they should have good plans, they were both intellegent people.

[DungeonHunter]

mabolg

mabolg saw this as an opportunity to gain a foothold against the khajiit's forces. he would figth hard and gaurantee a victory. any orders he was given would be followed to the letter. he bowed and left the temple with the others, while T'jirra stayed behind.

OOC: can anyone do andareth?

This post has been edited by DungeonHunter: Aug 21 2006, 07:20 AM