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[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir, replying to Issac

"I'm a merchant, formerly a soldier at the Kvatch garrison. But that was long ago..." Flogir said, trailing off momentarily. He shook his head. "A private contracter eh? Sounds like dangerous work," he added.

It was odd to meet someone so jubilent when his profession was that of a private contracter.

[Lord Revan]

Issac

Issac felt his face darken a bit. "Yes it is a difficult job, but the pay is excellent and it is actually like an art when you've grown-up learning it." Then he heard the mention of Kvatch. "Were you in service 19 years ago, when the Deadra attacked it?"

Ian

While the group solcialized they exited the Temple District and began to walk toward the lighthouse. Ian srode at a moderate pace, but noticed a Black Horse Courior and snatched a copy.

Crime comes to a standstill!

Cities all over Tamriel reported a lapse in criminal activities, and several prisons have reported that detainees are going into a frenzy and ranting about a voice in their heads. Many goblin sightings have been submitted, say that goblins are leaving thgeir dens and migrating to the uninhabited Valus Mountians. These rumors are unconfirmed, but dispite these developments many have began to rejoice and proclaim that the gods have ended wrong doing forever.

The Elder Council has adviced citizens to stay indoors and not to leave the safety of their respective cities........

What in Oblivion? Ian thought. What is going on? These can't be simple rumors, nothing on this scale is simple coincidence, and then most of us have heard the voice as well......... What does this mean? No answer came, but then another disturbing thought came into Ian's head. The Valus Mountains? The Dojo is there! He flinched, there were always a couple hundred apprentices at one time, fifty sensei, and the Master. It was unlikely that they could hold there own if the training grounds were attacked, and there had to be millions of evil-hearted people across Tamriel. Calm down, The Dojo is well hidden, and it would take weeks to find it even with such a large force......... In helpless frustration Ian burned the note and resumed his walking.........

[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir

Flogir's face went solemn. "Yea, I was in service at that time. I was fairly young back then and felt like doing Kvatch good by working in their garrison. Let's just say after the attack and the Oblivion Crisis subsided I felt like a change in occupation. I saw many a good man and woman die in that war, many of whom I had come to know and had become friends with. I was one of the few that survived that first day. I was helping people evacuate," he said, his voice sounding hollow.

He perked up once more. "But things have gotten better since then. Being merchant still has it's excitements, but it still reasonably safer than that."

[Lord Revan]

Issac

It had been a bad time in the Empire's history. "Indeed, but you might talk to Ian." Issac pointed his finger over his shoulder. "He fought at Kvatch, Bruma, and the Imperial City during the Crisis." issac flinched when he mentioned the Imperial City during the crisis. That seems like ages ago, but I'll probably remember it until the day I die.......

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

Dalrus, Waterfront

"My father was a merchent," she said to Rann. "He was formerly the leader of the East Empire Trading Company, however, so much money was spent on the Raven Rock mines, that when it went bankrupt, my father saw suicide an easier route," she said with no sadness. "He was a wretched man, I don't think he ever looked me in the eye. His condescending glare always tried to stay away from eye contact." she scowled just thinking about it. "Your father seems quite the warrior though, from his arms alone there were many scars," she said trying to change the subject.



The Silhouette, Valus Mountains


Karn walked up and the Silhouette did not even turn to look. "Lead my army of dark brotherhood warriors. Kill chancellor Ocatto." he said in his evil voice. "After you kill the chancellor, split the army up to cause mayhem through the capital, goblin raiders will burn the villages surrounding the capital and the smoke will be visible for miles, all the troops of cyrodiil will be called there. GO!" he hissed.

[Soulseeker3.0]

Flint Ironwood, with Sodsa.

Flint made a little bow. ,,Flint Ironwood, from North Point." He said with a simple smile.
,,The point with these types is not that they're trying to get into jail. They just lack the right skills and some proper sense. Not to mention a quick escape route. Whatever. I'll see to it that no one mugs you and you see to it that no one mugs me. So, what do you say?" He then proposed, extending his hand.

Sodsa Hekal, with Flint

Sodsa smiled and shook Flint's hand, "Sounds good enough to me, watching someone else's back is easier then watching your own. So we're going to the Bloated float?"

[jack cloudy]

Flint Ironwood, walking along.

Flint took in their surroundings for a moment.
,,It seems that way. Hmm, its been a while since the last time I visited the.....less regulated establishments. Just remember not to get too drunk and stay near the exit."
He told as they picked up their pace to catch up with the rest of the gang.

He then frowned. The pull to the east, it had vanished.
,,What's happening in the east?"

[Soulseeker3.0]

Sodsa Hekal, catching up

"Ha ha ha, to many bad experiences?" Sodsa saw the look on Flint's face, "What? A really bad experience?"

[minque]

He had been whistling a merry tune, but stopped as Dalrus approached.

"Why would you want to stay at the Tiber Septim anyway? Just a bunch of rich bastardes trying to impress each other. The Bloated Float is more my speed. They may not always be the most respectable people, but they're not pretentious." he answered.

Satyana


Satyana had some problems following her brother, he was really walking fast....

"Hey Rann, wait for me, I don´t know this place and I´m not keen on being left behind!"

She looked around seeing the others kind of following as well..
"Where are we heading?" she said in a low voice to Rann as she caught up with him..

"Bloated Float." he answered. "Boat that's a tavern. Pretty...interesting place. After that, I guess we can head on to the Library and research that word."

Satyana

Satyana nodded, Rann seemed familiar with these surroundings so he probably knew best. She wasn´t sure how she felt about Dalrus being that friendly to her brother....not that it really was a problem, Dalrus was after all her friend, but still, she wasn´t sure that she wanted her as sister-in-law. Dalrus was such a beautiful woman, so she´d constantly be surrounded by men, wanting her....

Nevermind, Rann´s old enough to manage, but still, how much experience of the devious tricks of women did he have.....??


She continued walking beside Rann to the Bloated Float, wondering why he wanted to take her to the Library.....

Research which word?

[jack cloudy]

Flint Ironwood, still walking.

Flint managed a smile despite his distracted mind.
,,Let's just say that the last time I willingly spent time in a shady place I got hired for a not so pleasant job. I bugged out as soon as I got over my drunkennes. I'd rather not talk about that." He spoke. He looked around the streets once more.

,,Well, it is awfully quiet here. There are a few pickpockets around, but none of the professionals. These are just people without any money who need some in order to eat." He commented while 'accidentally' dropping a pouch filled with money in front of one pickpocket.
,,Selie won't like this, but I'd rather give them something to eat. I don't need to become rich."

Green-Root, still waiting in the mountains.

The Argonian yawned. Most of the booze had been consumed already. Water just didn't pack the same punch. On top of that, he was getting bored. With slightly stiff muscles, he got up and began to wander around, hoping that he would bump into the leader. Whoever managed to round up this many people and other creatures had to be quite interesting indeed.

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

The Silhouette, Valus Mountains


The Silhouette looked over the huge host in the mountain valley before him. She saw an argonian walking around and looking for something, anything. The Silhouette jumped down around five hundred feet and landed nearly noiselessly in front of the argonian. The Silhouette was 6' 8" and mostly a shadow of robes. He looked at the argonian, though all that was visible was the Silhouette's dark evil purple eyes. "I need you to do something" he said in an evil whisper.

[Soulseeker3.0]

Sodsa Hekal... yeah walkin' around in WaterFront, fun huh?

"'k." Sodsa didn't want to get into other people's business, it can leave you into trouble. Sodsa looked around, "I wouldn't know, I usually stay away from here." Sodsa had a brief flashback to the dream he had earlier and grimaced. He saw Flint's generosity and shrugged His money

[jack cloudy]

Green-Root, with the Silhouette.

Green-Root blinked. Now that was impressive.
,,Nice fall. So, what do you want? Don't waste my time." He responded, unaware of just what he was talking to.

[Lord Revan]

Karn

As the Sil left, Karn rounded up the D. Brotherhood members. "Come, to the Imperial City!" He Yelled to them. As burst forward as the assassins followed closly behind. Don't worry Silhouete, by the next moonrise Ocato will be dead by my hand........ The group made good progress, and by dusk they had arrived at the IC.

[Channler]

Issac

"Well, I'm a 'private contracter' like my father, Ian." He informed the two men. "So what are your proffesions?"

Jonathan Constantine

Jonathan waited for the Nord to finish, an interesting story he thought.

"I.. uh.. Vagabond?" He chuckled, then tried to go on more seriously, "I'm sort of a private contractor as well, but maybe possibly more skilled in subterfuge then the mercenary type." Jonathan paused as the bloated boat came into view, many a good deals had gone down there...

"Not to long ago I was in the service of some noble trying to find out if his wife was going behind his back.. It turns out she was.. With an Aragonian, she being an Imperial.. Needless to say their marriage didn't end up to.. Happy?"

[minque]

Brianna and Ayesha, outside Chorrol

After a good deal of persuation, Brianna succeeded in getting Ayesha to mount Starshine. The road to Chorrol was getting broade now as they were approaching the city. Brianna did not know Chorrol but she was convinced there would be some guards at the city-gates, who would know where to find accomodations and food.

She was right..there were two guards standing at the main gates of Chorrol. She told Ayesha to just sit quiet and let her, Brianna, do the talking. Ayesha, who was tired and still astonished by Brianna´s kindness towards her , nodded....

"Good day to you Ser" Brianna addressed one of the guards. " I wonder if you would be so kind to tell me where we could find some place to get a decent meal and perhaps a pair of rooms for the night?"

The guard looked suspiciously at Brianna, noticing her beautiful face, her flaming auburn hair..and those eyes!

Now where have I seen eyes like that before?

Brianna gave the guard a quick glance, she had unvoluntarily read his thoughts and the mention of eyes pulled a faint string somewhere deep inside her.

"Ehrr, the Lokken Tavern´s a decent place for ya ladies..it´s just straight ahead and then turn to the left at the marketplace"

"Thank you very much!" Brianna smiled at the guard while passing him on the way .


The Lokken Taver was not very crowded as Brianna and Ayesha entered after they tied SAtarshine to the railing outside. A Dunmer was sitting in a corner, reading some kind of book. He had a mug in front of him but paid little attention to it.

Brianna went to the counter and said to the friendly looking Nord behind it:

"Good Day to you ser, I wonder if it´s possible to get a meal for me and my friend here...and maybe a room for the night?


OOC: to be continued..oh and the reading Dunmer.....could be Rahvin, right?

[Lord Revan]

Karn

One of the assassins stepped forward when they stopped. "Is this wise? Shouldn't we wait for midnight to strike the Palace?"

Karn rounded on the cut-throat. "Conventionally, yes, we would attack at midnight. But this is not a simple contract, now is it?" He did not intent to allow the assassins to even think about questioning his authority.
"Midnight is used for cover much too often, and seasoned guards know to be alert during its grasp. So we attack fast and we attack when they least expect it. Your vaunted 'Night Mother' and 'Dread Father, Sithis' take a back seat before the will of the Silhouete!"

The Brotherhood members straightened, and glared at Karn. Their ranking member tensed, and for a moment Karn expected him to lash out. Finally he averted his gaze and stared at the ground. "Very well, but we will not forget your slander against our unholy matron."

Taking a single bounding step forward, Karn pulled his fist back and slammed it into the assassin's hooded head. The murderer fell to his knees, clutching his face and shuddering. Gesturing to the man for the other D. Brotherhood killers, Karn spoke casually despite the man's wails of pain. "Let this fool be an example to all of you! Defy me, and it will cost you dearly, and neither your Night Mother, nor Sithis shall save you from my wrath."

"Now, let us continue to the Imperial Palace." Two of the assassins began to pick up their ailling brother. "Leave him there." Karn ordered, and the two threw him furious looks, but Karn ignored him. "If he is to remain in the shadow of the Sil, then he will do so on his own hands and knees. And he shall bear his wound as a mark of shame for the rest of his worthless life, now come! We have a leader to kill."

Karn spun on his heel and lead the way for the remaining assassins to the Imperial City........

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Nov 25 2006, 09:08 PM

[Dantrag]

Dalrus, Waterfront

"My father was a merchent," she said to Rann. "He was formerly the leader of the East Empire Trading Company, however, so much money was spent on the Raven Rock mines, that when it went bankrupt, my father saw suicide an easier route," she said with no sadness. "He was a wretched man, I don't think he ever looked me in the eye. His condescending glare always tried to stay away from eye contact." she scowled just thinking about it. "Your father seems quite the warrior though, from his arms alone there were many scars," she said trying to change the subject.

Rann

"He's not really much of a warrior, just a rogue forced to adapt to different situations." he said as they came to the tavern.

He opened the door for Dalrus and Satyana, and held it so that the others could pass through.

Brianna and Ayesha, outside Chorrol

After a good deal of persuation, Brianna succeeded in getting Ayesha to mount Starshine. The road to Chorrol was getting broade now as they were approaching the city. Brianna did not know Chorrol but she was convinced there would be some guards at the city-gates, who would know where to find accomodations and food.

She was right..there were two guards standing at the main gates of Chorrol. She told Ayesha to just sit quiet and let her, Brianna, do the talking. Ayesha, who was tired and still astonished by Brianna´s kindness towards her , nodded....

"Good day to you Ser" Brianna addressed one of the guards. " I wonder if you would be so kind to tell me where we could find some place to get a decent meal and perhaps a pair of rooms for the night?"

The guard looked suspiciously at Brianna, noticing her beautiful face, her flaming auburn hair..and those eyes!

Now where have I seen eyes like that before?

Brianna gave the guard a quick glance, she had unvoluntarily read his thoughts and the mention of eyes pulled a faint string somewhere deep inside her.

"Ehrr, the Lokken Tavern´s a decent place for ya ladies..it´s just straight ahead and then turn to the left at the marketplace"

"Thank you very much!" Brianna smiled at the guard while passing him on the way .


The Lokken Taver was not very crowded as Brianna and Ayesha entered after they tied SAtarshine to the railing outside. A Dunmer was sitting in a corner, reading some kind of book. He had a mug in front of him but paid little attention to it.

Brianna went to the counter and said to the friendly looking Nord behind it:

"Good Day to you ser, I wonder if it´s possible to get a meal for me and my friend here...and maybe a room for the night?


OOC: to be continued..oh and the reading Dunmer.....could be Rahvin, right?

OOC: Rahvin? Reading? You know better than that.

Rahvin

Rahvin sat in the Lokken tavern, beside a dunmer mage with his nose deep in a book.

"And?" he asked the reading dark elf.

"There are no records of a Cerpin Taxt in Mages Guild records." the mage replied. "You may have to travel to Summerset Isle for any more information on him. All that is known is that he was originally an altmer."

"Thanks anyway." he said, obviously a bit disappointed. He had been trying to dig up anything he could on the mysterious mage, but so far nothing. His main goal was to create a duplicate of the glove that Serene recieved...

Just then, a faimiliar woman walked through the doors.

No...it's impossible. he thought.

"Are you going to pay me?" the mage asked, obviously not for the first time.

"Sorry, I was thinking about something else." he said, hastily shoving a bag of coins in front of the other dunmer. He finished off the mug on the table and stood up, heading straight for the front counter where Ragnar was speaking with Brianna.

"Brianna? Is that you?"

[jack cloudy]

Flint Ironwood, Bloated Float.

Flint passed with a polite nod to Rann.
,,Well, here we are. Make sure you stay out of trouble. I'm just going to take a drink." He told the group and made his way over to the tap.
,,One flin please."

With his favourite drink in hand, he sat down. Those who paid attention to the Breton, might see his eyes flash around, searching for trouble.

[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir

Flogir followed behind Satyana and the others, thanking Rann for holding the door open.

He looked around the tavern, a smile creeping up his face. This was his kind of place! Smoky, smelling of stale alcohol, and interesting looking people. Sure, you could probably make more money speaking the patrons at a nice Inn or Tavern, but places like these are where things that one remembers happens.

Flogir followed Flint to the bar and ordered an ale for himself. He noticed his companion's shifty eyes.

Flogir snorted. "You are far too paranoid, Flint! You honestly think someone is going to mess with a party our size?" he asked.