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Wolfie |
May 22 2005, 01:07 AM
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Mage

Joined: 14-March 05
From: Dublin, Ireland

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"Fair enough" said Jonacin, a grin on his face, "but why the centre of the city? why not leave the city?"
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 D�anaim smaoineamh, d� bhr� sin, t�im ann - Descartes Only the dead have seen the end of war ~ Plato Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G.K. Chesterton EnsamVarg
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Dantrag |
May 22 2005, 01:15 AM
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Councilor

Joined: 13-February 05
From: The cellar of the fortress of the fuzz

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OOC: sorry, ive been busy and havent checked on this RP too much...I'm going to make Sel wake up (finally) etc. and then read up on this to throw him in somewhere...
He saw the mist. It was enveloping him,suffocating him, he felt as if death was closing in on him. The smoke attacked his mind, he could not fight it. Sel 's eyes widened in horror as he came to the realization that he could not breathe. He tried to focus on breathing, but the smoke of Oblivion seemed to be a tangible thing, squeezing the precious bits of air from his lungs. One word echoed through his mind, so close, yet so far away - "Arcyakt" He saw a staff then, and a brief look at what he knew to be the daedra Azura. Her lips were moving, she was the one repeating the word. What did it mean?
Sel awoke, startled. He looked around him, he was lying in an alley, not far from the tavern he visited however long ago. He was frightened in two ways. He feared the dream he just had, and he also feared that he had lost his mind.
"What the hell is an arcyakt?" he thought to himself as he rose to his feet. He walked about the city then, a bit dizzy and dazed. He tried to remember everything that happened, but ended up with a headache. Headache! He felt the knot on his head. What had hit him? Sel asked himself many quiestions, but found no answers.
He stopped walking, suddenly realizing that he had walked far past his inn. He was about to turn around, until he notcied scorched corpses in the street. He followed the blackened ground to a house. He pulled out his silver blades, a green glowing longsword appeared in his right hand and a jeweled dagger appeared in his left. He opened the door, and saw what he guessed was a mage, sitting in the corner.
"What are those things?" he asked.
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"Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made"
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Wolfie |
May 22 2005, 01:18 AM
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Mage

Joined: 14-March 05
From: Dublin, Ireland

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Hearing Serene's cry, Jonacin turned to the Nord. "Grab your friend and follow me. We may not have much time:. Upon saying this, he turned and ran back towards the house. When the Nord and the Altmer were inside, he closed and barricaded the door. He then went back to his place beside Serene.
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 D�anaim smaoineamh, d� bhr� sin, t�im ann - Descartes Only the dead have seen the end of war ~ Plato Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G.K. Chesterton EnsamVarg
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Wolfie |
May 22 2005, 01:24 AM
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Mage

Joined: 14-March 05
From: Dublin, Ireland

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Jonacin turned to the stranger who had entered with the Nord and the Altmer. "Who are you?" he asked, "and what do you want here?"
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 D�anaim smaoineamh, d� bhr� sin, t�im ann - Descartes Only the dead have seen the end of war ~ Plato Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G.K. Chesterton EnsamVarg
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Fuzzy Knight |
May 22 2005, 09:03 AM
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Master

Joined: 23-March 05

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Arco ran through the city as he could see the smoke had taken fire on houses, but the heavy rain started to stop it.. He could see several dead people on the street as he rushed North to the city. Suddently he stopped as he saw a bright flaming light coming from a alley not to far away.. He swiftly got near the wall of the house and moved slowly against the alley.
But then two women and four children came running by in share panic and chaos without knowing what was in the alley.. As they came by two burning beast rush out crying out, before they sent out a gigantic fireball. The bright like made Arco almost blind before a shock wave push him way back smashing into a window landing inside a burning house. The two beast rushed in smashing their way into the house setting everything on fire...
Arco rolled around before getting up with both of his scimitars ready, the huge beast charged in setting his dark red claw that glowed like the fires of Oblivion straight at Arco.. Arco dodged it, deflecting it with his scimitars before the next came, again he managed to lean out of their range. But in a flash both of them charged in knocking over Arco to the ground before crying out and started lunging hits at him... The huge claws burned his flesh and disintegrated his armor as they hit. Arco screamed out in pain as he tried to parry the blows with his scimitars. One claw came in hard hitting Arco in the face, giving him a long scare from the forehead and down to his throat, the edges of the scare was still glowing and almost in fire...
The beast went in again, but Arco bursted out in rage rolling back as the hit came before counter attacking slashing the fine Daedric edges into the face of the beast. The beast cried out leaning back as the second pushed it aside to get to Arco. It charged in, Arco slashed loose at its claws deflecting them left and right. But he knew this could be a long fight, the house had turned into a inferno. Arco saw the children and women outside rising up after the terrible blast...
"Run to the house near the blacksmith!" Arco cried out before the huge beast leaped on him, setting its burning fangs right into Arco's left shoulder. As Arco leaned to the left and the great pain made him scream he saw a opening and satt in his scimitar straight into the beast chest. The beast yelled out making a huge blast of fire before letting go, Arco satt in his left scimitar slashing down in the face of the beast finishing it. Without hesitation he leaped on the other creature setting his swords into its face, the fine Daedric Scimitar's almost broke as they went into the hard skin of the beast...
The few children and the women who survived the fireball came knocking on the door at Jonacin screaming for help and panicing as their burning wounds filled them in pain, screaming about the beast up to the North...
Arco took his scimitars slowly out, he was about to die but managed to get out of the house before colapsing right outside, sitting down at the wall as the rain tried to cool him down, but the fires of Oblivion wouldn't let go... It started to get blurry and several times the wounded Dunmer was about to close his eyes, but he couldn't not with so many people needed help. But even as his great will for helping the people he didn't managed to move....
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Wolfie |
May 22 2005, 11:25 AM
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Mage

Joined: 14-March 05
From: Dublin, Ireland

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[quote=Dantrag]
Sel was angry. "I think I should be asking the questions. What are those things out there?" Sel asked. He looked at the Imperial woman's stern face and added. "Why do you look like you're about to kill me?"[/quote]
"Possibly because there's all kinds of insanity happening in this city, and you're a random stranger who just walked in here unannounced and uninvited" said Jonacin, glaring at the man.
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 D�anaim smaoineamh, d� bhr� sin, t�im ann - Descartes Only the dead have seen the end of war ~ Plato Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G.K. Chesterton EnsamVarg
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MerGirl |
May 22 2005, 04:09 PM
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Mouth

Joined: 11-May 05

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She let the Nord drag her in, and kept quiet, but she was starting to feel uncomfortable. She squirmed a bit. It was getting much too crowded in here, and she wanted to go home to her family. Not to mention there were loud shouts and cries outside the house, clamoring to be inside. And they were all strangers to her...
Then, someone else came in and the strangers talked among themselves. She felt a bit left out, and was starting to become a little stressed out. More demons were coming, she could feel it, and she felt trapped in the house. She clenched her hands into fists, feeling like she would burst if she didn't get out of the house soon. She'd rather be smashing some demons than deal with strangers who didn't trust her.
Her eyes darted around the house, hoping to find a back door, a trapdoor, anything. She wanted to get out. Now.
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minque |
May 22 2005, 04:32 PM
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Wise Woman

Joined: 11-February 05
From: Where I can watch you!!

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Serene smiled at the sweet girl beside her, while answering:
" Aye Celia, I´m a mage, and i´ve been around for a while, born here in this very city i am.....trained by Master Aryon and Master Demnevanni in Vvardenfell.....though I´m not a Telvanni, Mu name is Serene, and I´m adopted into the great house Redoran." Serene sighed and continued:
"with all this uprise I was ordered back, exactly for what purpose i know not yet....so what are you doing here, an innocent girl like you? you shouldn´t have left home......but but, you are a healer you said? well that is good, i´m sure your services may come in very handy....."
Serene put her arm around Celia´s shoulders as they heard a terrible scream from outside....
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Chomh fada agus a bhionn daoine ah creiduint in aif�iseach, leanfaidh said na n-aingniomhi a choireamh (Voltaire)Facebook
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