To Heir is to Human II - Playground 2 Options

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

Dalrus


"M'lady, the mages guild has been working on this for a short amount of time, and we have one word, though we and know one knows what it means." she took a breath, for some reason the word scared her and it took energy to say 'Möldairê,' was the dying words of one of my friends, though I know not what it means." she said taking another breath. When the word was uttered the room seemed to feel darker, a candle went out.

OOC: The word's meaning is lost and only one account can be found in the elder library.

[Dantrag]

Countess Valga

Valga was silent for a moment. "Sounds ancient. Most likely has something to do with old magic. I would recommend that you go to the Imperial City then, and visit the Elder Library. It's the only place that could possibly contain such information."

He waved to one of her guards, and he returned with a piece of parchment, an ink vial, a quill, and her royal seal.

She hastily wrote a short message, folded it, and sealed it.

"Bring this to Chancellor Ocato, and search for the meaning of this word. He should allow you entrance to the library." she said, handing the document over to Dalrus.

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

Dalrus, Chorrol


"Thank you m'lady" she said curtsying and leaving after taking the seal and letter. Before she exited she smiled at Rann and scowled at Jonathan. She got on her horse and rode out of the city with lightning speed, something was going on and she though they should find out very soon.

[Lord Revan]

Ian

While Johnathan was more visible affectedm Ian felt the voice too and quickly glanced at Rahvin to see he'd felt it also.

Issac

Balamora was a grand town, and it should be. He thought, it is House Hlaalu capital after all. Issac took a deep breath and savored a moment of freedom. He didn't get much down time from Blades' affairs. His katana was shown proudly on his waist, and was both imposing and dangerous. I love swords, he thought. Fists are good, but a well-honed blade mades a nice 'swoosh' as it slices through the air.

Issac strode beside the river in the center of Balmora, and watched as a couple of slaughterfish fought over a piece of meat. Then out of nowhere a rolled-up piece of partchment appeared in the air above the river. On instinct alone Issac leapt, caught, and landed on the other side of the waterway. He quickly ran his hand over the note's contents.

Father wants me to meet him in the Imperial City? That's odd, but I might as well make use of this down time........ Then Issac grinned at himself, doesn't he know I like to smoke hackle-lo as much as he does?

And with the same fast travel technique that Ian had taught him, Issac teleported to the main palace of the Imperial City.....

[Dantrag]

Countess Valga

She didn't do much more than blink, and Dalrus was gone, apparently misunderstanding her.

"I want you all to catch up with her, but first you may take supplies from both the kitchens and the armory if needed. Rahvin will show you the way."

Rahvin

Rahvin motioned for the others to follow, and headed towards the armory.

[Channler]

Rahvin

Rahvin motioned for the others to follow, and headed towards the armory.

Jonathan Constantine

Though feeling slightly ill, Jonathan rose and followed Rahvin. It was customary for him to show happiness and wit, however oddly they seemed to be both circumvented for the moment. He did however resist the urge to attempt the kitchen first and followed Rahvin.

[Dantrag]

Rahvin

Rahvin motioned for the others to follow, and headed towards the armory.

Jonathan Constantine

Though feeling slightly ill, Jonathan rose and followed Rahvin. It was customary for him to show happiness and wit, however oddly they seemed to be both circumvented for the moment. He did however resist the urge to attempt the kitchen first and followed Rahvin.

Rann

"You okay?" he asked Jonathan as he fell in line to head towards the armory. It wasn't so much that he cared about him, he was asking out of curiosity more than anything else.

[Channler]

Rann

"You okay?" he asked Jonathan as he fell in line to head towards the armory. It wasn't so much that he cared about him, he was asking out of curiosity more than anything else.

Jonathan Constantine

"Uh.. Yea.. Well I don't know.. Did you.. Feel something back there?" He kept pace even though he was still a bit off upstairs.

[Dantrag]

Rann

"You okay?" he asked Jonathan as he fell in line to head towards the armory. It wasn't so much that he cared about him, he was asking out of curiosity more than anything else.

Jonathan Constantine

"Uh.. Yea.. Well I don't know.. Did you.. Feel something back there?" He kept pace even though he was still a bit off upstairs.

Rann

"No. Was I supposed to?"

What he didn't know was he didn't feel anything because he had been practicing his mind shielding technique. He had no way of knowing if there were any telepathic messages being sent or not.

[Lord Revan]

Ian

Ian caught the last bit of Johnathan's question and decided to speak. "I did as well, I think it has something to do with our demons and that voice might be something calling out to people with powerful evils."

[Dantrag]

Rahvin

Rahvin finally led them to the armory, and spoke, interrupting the conversation on purpose - he didn't want to think about the feeling he had, much less talk about it.

"Here it is. Personally, I think all of this is total compassion, but you may find something useful." he announced.

There was mostly equipment used by guards, but there were a few other things as well, all scattered around on various tables, hanging on walls, or sitting on stands.

[Florodine of Hlaalu]

Dalrus, Near Chorrol

"Whoa there lass, where are you going in such a hurry" a guard on horse back came up to her. "I was sent on business from the court," she said angrily.

"Well miss, we're going to have to halt you for a moment, a bear was spotted on the road and we cannot allow you to head there" he said protectively.

"Very well, i will just wait until you say it is all clear, a bear will not stay there for too long" she said riding back into the city. She realized that she had left in such a haste that the rest of the group wasn't even on their way out yet. "Goodness they must think me a fool" she said to herself. "Though one of them is more fool than I'll ever be" she again said.

[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir

Flogir had kept quiet during the meeting, him sticking around was evidence enough that he wanted to be apart of this. The payment sounded nice on his ears.

When they arrived in the armoury, it struck him that all his equipment was back on his cart. "Rahvin, I don't need anything here. All my equipment is back on my cart though. Would it be all right if I just meet everyone at the gates?" he asked, anxious to get back to his cart.

[Dantrag]

Rahvin

Rahvin shrugged. "I don't care. Knock yourself out."

"Told you it was compassion." he commented when nobody grabbed anything. "On to the kitchens then."

There they found a bunch of packs filled with preserved food, ready to go.

"Grab a pack and go. Someone should probably carry one for Dalrus."

[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir

Flogir immediately followed Rahvin to the kitchens and picked up his pack. He quickly dismissed himself from the group and hurried to the Lokken Tavern.

Once he got there, he payed a stable boy a heafty sum of the gold he had to look after his cart, and likely his donkey, he had forgotten to ask how they were travelling and whether they were being provided with travel.

He grabbed his equipment he wanted. His Kvatch armor, and his broadsword, Iceshard. He also took the throwing darts Flint gave him, just in case. He changed into his chainmail armor, leaving off the platemail chest plate and boots, placing them in his pack.

He shouldered his pack and headed to the front gates, anxious to meet the others and start their mission.

[Channler]

Jonathan Constantine

Jonathan picked a pack, its fillings were meager, but well enough for their task. He was actually surprised at the lack of quality items in the armory. Being that he was lack of any real armor, that posed a small problem.

"Well.. I'm going to head out to one of the blacksmiths in town and pick something up.." He didn't wait for a response and left.

After scouring a few different shops, he found a nice large wooden buckler and decided it was well enough. Instead of returning to the castle go he went and met up with Flint.

"You ready for this?" Jonathan said before fastening his cloak cloak around his body, then strapping his buckler on his back and holstering his sword to his left side.

[Lord Revan]

Ian

Johnathan walked out muttering something about seeing a smith. Ian also didn't need anything of the Countess, and excused himself as well. Should I wear my robes or change into my armor? He asked himself. No, if I do need it then this mission is suicide if we can't make it to the Imperial City.

[Dantrag]

Rann

Everyone else left the kitchens, leaving he and Rahvin standing there.

"So I assume you know about your sister." his dad said.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I knew I wouldn't have time to explain this, so I wrote it down earlier today when the countess told me her plans." Rahvin answered, handing Rann a very wrinkled piece of parchment. "Now go before you ge left behind."

"You're not coming?"

Rahvin shook his head.

"Oh." Rann said. "Alright then. See you in a week or two." Then he grabbed his pack as well as Dalrus's since nobody else did, and started to leave.

"Wait." Rahvin said. "Take this too."

Rann took the object out of his hand and asked, "A glove?"

"It belonged to an old aquaintance. His name was Cerpin."

"Uh...okay." Rahvin said, stuffing the letter and the glove into his pocket before heading out the door.

He mounted his father's horse and headed towards the main gate.

"Who are we waiting for?" he asked.

Satyana and Flogir were already there. He assumed that Dalrus was a ways ahead already.

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Nov 13 2006, 12:39 PM

[jack cloudy]

Flint Ironwood, preparing.

Flint nodded. ,,I'm as ready as I'll ever will be. I still don't like it though." He replied when Jonahtan walked up to him. The Breton didn't need to do a thing, he was already walking around as if there was a war going on. He summoned his Daedric bow and fired a single arrow at the row of practice dolls in the courtyard. The Daedric shaft shot cleanly through the first two and remained stuck in the third.
,,Hmm, a bit too low. I'm not going to hit the heart like this." He commented as he allowed his bow to vanish.

,,Come on. Let's head for the gate. The sooner we're done with this, the better."


The gate wasn't two far and they arrived soon enough to see that they were already expected.

[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir, at the front gate

Flogir greeted the party members upon their arrival. When Rann arrived Flogir asked him a question.

"Should I go get my mule? Because I'm not sure how we're travelling to the Imperial City."

If I'm stuck walking or using that mule... it's going to be a long trip

He shouldered his pack once more into a more comfortable position, waiting for an answer.