A Forgotten Khajiit-Playground 1 Options

[GunsnArmor]

T'jirra:

"so, gladiator, where in elsweyr do you come from?" T'jirra inquired, interrupting the conversation.

"I was born in Senchal." said Jo'puma. Jo'puma got back to his book. He was reading "The Real Bahrenziah". He was on chapter 3. [For several days, Barenziah felt a weight of sorrow at her separation from her friends. But by the second week out her spirits began to rise a little. She found that she enjoyed being on the road again, although she missed Straw's companionship more than she would have thought.] Jo'puma flips the page.

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[DungeonHunter]

T'jirra

"this one comes from *ooc: *checks collecters edition book* dune, to the west."

mabolg

mabolg glanced sideways at the dunmer and then looked back out of the cart. they had just begun to get moving, and were headed south. why have you sought me, cCasamir ?" he said in his raspy throaty voice.

OOC: i have to go soon, its almost 6 a.m., sorry

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[GunsnArmor]

I'm too tired to continue. I'll get back to it later today. bye.

[DungeonHunter]

bye.

[DungeonHunter]

ah well i couldnt sleep, so im back on and i'll be on standby.

[Agent Griff]

Andareth, next to Mabolg in the cart

Andareth stood idly as the cart bounced because of the poor conditions of the road. He thought of the journey ahead, and if it was really a wise decision to embark on such a journey with little notice. A threat rising in Elsweyr? That could mean anything from a renegade faction of Khajitii to a ruthless group of Skooma dealers. The latter could provide a bussiness oportunity for Andareth though.

"Better leave bussiness speculation for later, best see what this threat is all about." Andareth mumbled to himself.

Andareth had gotten used to the Argonian's foul breath by now. Breathing using one's mouth was the best course of action in this kind of situation. It made Andareth a little upset that he couldn't talk too much to the creature sitting next to him. The Argonian didn't talk very much, prefering to keep silent, excepting of course the ocasional growls and mumbles.

[GunsnArmor]

Jo'puma

Jo'puma finished reading his book, and was wondering how much longer the ride would be. He looked out the window and saw that it was starting to get dry and there was less grass. He heard a sound up ahead that everyone else was just as much aware about. He got up from his seat. "Mauradors, up ahead!". Jo'puma got out his staff and jumped out of the cart.

[jack cloudy]

Zarador, on the cart.

Zarador opened one eye when the shout awoke him. He instantly noticed the people who were blocking the road up ahead. He also noticed that Jo'puma jumped off the cart.
,,I take it that these people do not wish to be coöperative? Very well." He mumbled, took his staff and stepped off the cart. He carefully smoothed out his beard before raising his free hand.
,,Stand back, vile scum of society! Though your frail flesh is easily burned by a simple spell, I shall strike you down with much greater power than you can even comprehend. Stand back or face your doom!" He shouted and a spark of lightning grew in his hand.

(Just a question. Do these marauders have a spellcaster? It would be fun to see two mages blast at will. )

Centurion, behind the cart.

Centurion saw the Marauders but he didn't react. He didn't realize the threat.

[GunsnArmor]

Maurador group:

Worriors: 7

Heavy Worriors: 3

Archers: 4

Spellcasters: 2

Jo'puma quickly summons a wolf to his side, then casts a protective spell on himself and Zarador. He then rushes to attack a worrior. The wolf tackles an archer that was about to shoot Zarador. Jo'puma slays the worrior, then goes in for the next one. Another worrior comes in behind him.

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[jack cloudy]

Zarador, time to bring out the big guns.

Zarador smiles.
,,So, you have chosen. Then face the consequences!" Lightning shoots from his hand and engulfs one of the spellcasters. He aims for the next spellcaster when he notices that his Khajiit companion is in trouble. The Aldmer changed his aim and shot another bolt of lightning at the feet of the warrior who was about to jump on the Khajiit's back. He stumbles and is forced to drop his weapon, but he survived and now intended to strike Jo'puma with his bare hands.

,,Khajiit, behind you!" Zarador shouts. He couldn't help himself for his attention was focussed on the remaining spellcaster. Destructive spells shot forth and met in the center, erupting with a deafening bang that left a blackened crater.
,,So, your mastery of Destruction is quite advanced. Unfortunately, it will be your mastery that shall spell your doom!"

The Aldmer stopped his spellcasting and gripped his staff with both hands. A fireball approached and struck. A blinding flash erupted in front of the Aldmer and the fireball shot off again, back towards the spellcaster.
Zarador observed the smoking corpse that remained.
,,Well, in the end there are several methods to take down a spellcaster."

Centurion

A warrior approached the Dwemer machine and struck. Centurion looked at the small dent caused by the man's mace. Without a word, Centurion raised its fist and smacked the warrior into the air. The flamethrower was aimed and a single fireball was launched. The warrior was death before he hit the ground.


(I'll leave the rest up to you guys. )

[GunsnArmor]

Worriors: 5

Heavy Worriors: 2

Archers: 3

Spell Casters: 0

Jo'puma cuts the worriors belly, and turns around to get the one behind him, but the worrior punches Jo'puma right in the face. He falls down from the blow, droping his shortsword. The worrior was about to jump on Jo'puma, but he quickly rolled over. He then got up an got into hand-to-hand combat with him. Jo'puma scratches the worriors face, then kicks him in the chest. An archer takes out his dagger and jumps on Jo'puma. He then tries to stick the dagger in his heart, but Jo'puma is holding his arm back, barely.

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[Agent Griff]

Andareth

Suddenly a steel sword hacks the archer's arm of completely. It was Andareth. The shout had attracted his atention. He welcomed some new activity because of the boredom caused by the journey with the cart but he did not expect a large party of heavily armed Marauders. Andareth hated Marauders, they were bad for bussiness and for many other things.

After Andareth choped off the archer's arm he gave a quick arm to Jo'Puma as he raised his blade to attack another Marauder. A heavily armoured warrior was standing besides him. Andareth brought his blade down thunderously yet the Marauder managed to parry the strike by holding his blade horizontally. The Marauder's move however, gave Andareth a chance to use one of his favoured moves, and he took it without hesitation. He kicked the Marauder hard in the crotch region. The Marauder fell down because of the pain, and Andareth made sure he never got up.

Andareth then turned his sights to the other remaining Marauders.

[jack cloudy]

Zarador, bored.

Zarador yawned and took out the remaining archers with some quick well-aimed lighting bolts.
,,I think I'll continue my sleep. Have fun with the rats who are still moving." He said, got back on the cart and fell asleep once more.

[GunsnArmor]

Jo'puma/ Andareth

Jo'puma picked up his blade and charged another maurador and killed him instantly, for his attention was on Andareth. There was now only three mauradors left. Andareth glared at the remaining maraudors. They then retreated in fright. Now that the maraudors are taken care of, they clear the roadblock and get back in the cart and continue on there way.

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[Agent Griff]

Andareth, somewhat proud of the victory

"If the "threat" brewing in Elsweyr is as bad as those cowardly scum, we could all be free of our much "enjoyed" companionship and be on our merry way in less than 10 days. By the way, regarding the threat in Elsweyr, what can you tell us about it Breton? I've been thinking about it ever since we left the city. If it's about a few furry Skoomies forming some sort of rag-tag group of rebels I don't know why you called me here. I'm sure the wizard with his pet could solve it all by themselves if that were the case. A few magickal sparks and the Skoomies would start imagining dragons and that would be the end of it! Of course, the problem could be much worse if we aren't talking about Skooma dependant Khajitii." Andareth said, somewhat making fun of the others as he did so. Like all Dunmer, he never missed a chance of showing his "superiority" when it came to other races.

[GunsnArmor]

Jo'puma, annoyed.

Jo'puma leans over and whispers in Casamir's ear. "He is very rude". "Hes a Dark Elf, what more do you expect from him?". Jo'puma leaned back over to his side. "I can not tell you more about the threat, because I was not told that much. When we get there we will talk to the Mane". They finally entered Elsweyr. "Gentlemen, welcome to Elsweyr." said Casamir, as they crossed the border. It took half an hour to reach the city. When they finally got to the hotel, Jo'puma jumped out of the cart in excitement. "Its good to see Elsweyr again." he said.

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[jack cloudy]

Zarador, insulted.

The wizard opened his eyes and glanced at Andareth.
,,I suggest you show some respect for my chosen profession or I will have to test your theory regarding my 'sparks' and the imagining of dragons. With YOU as the target."
He then turned his attention towards the Khajiit.
,,May I ask who or what the Mane is? The title of a scholar perhaps?"

[GunsnArmor]

The Mane

"Why, the Mane is the ruler of the khajiit. A spiritual leader, he is. He wares the manes of other khajiits." "That he is." said Casamir as he jumped off the cart. "We have a meeting with him, but lets check out our room first."

Ma'jeen Inn

Jo'puma and Casamir enter the hotel to see a young khajiit woman behind a desk. "Welcome to Ma'jeen Inn! I'm Ma'jeen. If you would like a room, theres five avaliable. If you would like some drinks, we have a large supply of Sujamma and Skooma." "No thanks, we just need the five rooms." says Casamir. "Okay then, there all on the second floor. Heres the key to the rooms. That will be 100 gold." Casamir gives the khajiit 100 gold coins. "But theres six of us! We only have five rooms!" exclames Jo'puma. "Well, one of us are going to have to share a room."

[DungeonHunter]

t'jirra

"one minute, t'jirra would like some sujamma to help the sleep come easier. here is 10 gold" he said as the barmaid handed him the earthenware jug. "the mane..." t'jirra pondered as he took a few swigs of his sujamma. "the mane would like our help with this threat to elsweyr? hope it pays well."

mabolg, confused

mabolg had been quiet ever since they fought the marauders. could they have been sent to stop the little party of adventurers? he put the question out of his mind and instead hoped he wouldnt have to share a room with the stuck up criminal dunmer.

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[GunsnArmor]

Skooma


Jo'puma went up to the barmaid. "Um...I would like...a bottle of skooma....please..." said Jo'puma quitely, making sure know one was looking. "Here you go." Jo'puma gives her 30 gold and puts the skooma in his robe. He went back over to the others to see that they were fighting over who should sleep with who.