To Heir is Human II - Playground 8, Let´s go on then... Options

[Lord Revan]

Ian, contemplating

"I'm certain the goblins would store their plunder in the tunnels where they can protect them. If we could locate the caverns then we could stumble upon the lowlives resources."

He finish, "provided that the Silhouete has't made them get in line."

Then a thought came to Ian, "You said that there were vampires in the army, correct?"

[jack cloudy]

Green-Root, thinking.

Green-Root wrinkled his snout and winced as the fresh scar upon it burned for a short moment.
,,Yes, five of them. I might have ignored their rather pale skin but I can't ignore the title they used for themselves. Quarra, a vampire clan from Morrowind. They're somewhat different from your clan. For example, they can't stand the sun no matter how much blood they drink. I've told you all I know. It isn't much."

He looked around the army once more.
,,There. Those five, sitting slightly away from the rest. The ones who hide themselves within those black robes." He spoke, pointing at a group that was partially obscured by the trees. He picked up his spear and shifted his balance.
,,What's your plan?"

[Lord Revan]

Ian

He grinned as he spotted them. "Can you imagine having to drink blood, but the only sourses are your compatriots?"

"Nasty," ian muttered. "Wait here," the agent became transparent, then vanished

[Dantrag]

Rann

"Goblin loot? We're out here wasting time with goblin loot?" he said after Ian was gone, "You're just going to end up with some rusty swords and raw meat. What do you say to some Akavirian goodies?"

He still didn't like Green-Root, but right now he was a companion and had to at least work together for a short while.

[jack cloudy]

Green-Root, not pleased.

Green-Root didn't agree with Rann.
,,If you want to fight your way through fifty of those scaled fiends just for some food, be my guest. Apperantly, you missed out on the stories. The bards are still debating whether a Redguard or an Akaviri is the best swordsman." He hissed in an annoyed tone. Or at least, the Argonian equivalent.

,,Now be still and focus on watching that Vampire's back. I don't know what he's planning, but I bet it won't go the way he hopes it will."

[Dantrag]

Rann

"You think I'm after food?" he shook his head and began mumbling unpleasant things about his counterpart's intelligence.

"And who the hell said anything about fighting them?" he asked, "It's night. Most of them are asleep, and the few guards they have are looking outside for danger, not inside. We should be in and out with something in no time at all."

[Lord Revan]

Ian

Taking care not to hit rocks, trip over cracks, or otherwise give away his approach, Ian made his way to the outskirts of the Sil's camp. Taking cover behind on of the many boulders, he shed his invisibility and made his approach to the camp.

He removed his hood to reveal his subtle, but recognizable vampiric features. Ian sat down just outside of the Quarra's rough circle. Underneath their black cowls they glared at him with cold hostility.
"You all look hungry," he muttered. Silence Their colorless eyes were dull red because of the blood running past them. Ian's expression remained composed despite the demoralizing look they could give someone they hated.

"Watch your tongue mongrel, your kind may have dominant in this province, but your too much like prey, weak and soft." One of them hissed, Ian guessed it was a Dunmer by his voice. "Go back to your city and prey on those that are too sickly or weak to fight back; leave us to feed on worthy adversaries."

"Can't we just be civilized, I just noticed a couple of suspicous characters on the otherside of those boulders." Ian muttured, shrugging. "Seeing as you're no doubt in need of something to feed on."

Most seemed skeptical, but one sniffed the air. "Hey,I do smell something, not dead or wounded either, fresh!" The others shot him a glance, then noticed the growing rays of sunlight, with a sense of urgency.

They blurred out, and Ian pursued them. "Rann, get moving I managed to isolate the vampires, but they're after you and Green-Root. Get moving NOW!"

[jack cloudy]

Green-Root.

Green-Root looked away from the vampires and now focussed fully on Rann. To be honest, he was not impressed by the Dunmer. Rather the contrary.

[Dantrag]

Rann

Rann saw and 'heard' what was going on, and looked to Green-Root, ignoring his stare of disapproval.

"We just got used as bait to isolate some vampires." he said flatly to Green-Root. "And I thought we were after loot?"

Rann thought of running, but figured he and Green-Root could hold off a few vampires until Ian joined the fight to even the odds. Running seemed a waste of energy when he figured they could kill the vampires with little effort.

[Priest of Sithis]

Patholos, lost in the field

Patholos was wandering off into the fields around the camp, lost and confused. A feeling of dread swept over him as he couldn't find his way back. The group had talked about and army close by so Patholos didn't want to risk yelling or attracting attention. Patholos couldn't help but feel rejected after Satyana blew him off. Anger boiled in him again, and he drew his dagger. Who does that woman think she is? Patholos asked to a tree. She is kin of the Rann, Patholos thought the tree said. That makes sense, that makes sense, Patholos watched a small bee hover near a flower. I really need to talk to them, he told himself. Patholos sheathed his dagger, the act calming him and settling his mood. He turned to walk back the way he came, towards voices when he felt a telepathic disturbance. The magicka in the air frizzled his hair and his hackles rose. Crouching low to the ground Patholos drew his dagger again and pulled the blade across his palm. The fresh blood on the blade made it glow and Patholos muttered the trigger spell to activate it. He waited for movement...

OOC: Whew! long post, good to be back, Patholos is lost...

[jack cloudy]

Green-Root, seriously bad mood.

Green-Root's head shot back towards the enemy camp.
,,That idiot! What does he want us to do, run?" He hissed extremely angry.
,,Argonians aren't build for running! Gah, I hate this waterless dump!"

He got up slowly and gripped his spear, pointing the silver tip at the incoming group of bloodthirsty vampires.
,,As long as we don't get the rest of the army on our back, we might just come out of this alive. They probably want to use us as food. That means they'll have to come close. Standard technique against a numerically superior foe with no form of long distance attack. You've got my back, I've got yours." He continued, moving so that his back was towards Rann's.

He glanced at the early sunrays.
,,Ha, time is on our side. If we can hold them off long enough, they'll have to retreat."

[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir, waking up

Flogir rose from his sleeping bag and stretched. The loss of heat from the dying fire had awaken him. Looking around, he made a quick head count. Looking to the sky, he could tell that dawn was quickly arriving, but not quite yet.

"Has Rann and the rest of them gotten back yet?" he asked no one in particular. He had lost track of time during his sleep so he had no clue how long the trio left.

[Dantrag]

Green-Root, seriously bad mood.

Green-Root's head shot back towards the enemy camp.
,,That idiot! What does he want us to do, run?" He hissed extremely angry.
,,Argonians aren't build for running! Gah, I hate this waterless dump!"

He got up slowly and gripped his spear, pointing the silver tip at the incoming group of bloodthirsty vampires.
,,As long as we don't get the rest of the army on our back, we might just come out of this alive. They probably want to use us as food. That means they'll have to come close. Standard technique against a numerically superior foe with no form of long distance attack. You've got my back, I've got yours." He continued, moving so that his back was towards Rann's.

He glanced at the early sunrays.
,,Ha, time is on our side. If we can hold them off long enough, they'll have to retreat."

Rann

Rann twirled his katana as they waited, it wasn't clear if he was doing it in anticipation of the fight or out of nervousness. He seemed composed enough when he spoke, though.

"The sun should come up in little less than an hour." he said, pointing his blade towards the horizon. "Can you hold out that long?"

[Lord Revan]

Ian

As the Qaurra came near Rann and Green-Root, Ian skidded to a halt on the rocky ground of the Valus Mountains. He drew and nocked his bow taking aim at the one closest to his comrades. The projectile flew through the air, striking its target in the shoulder.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, the Quarra stumbled (becoming visible as he slowed). Likewise surprised, only two stopped to check on their clansman. While being no faster than they were, Ian utilized the swiftness of his attack to slam into one of the two that had stopped.

The vampire he'd rammed lost her footing, as she struggled to regain her balance, she came into the still faint rays of the rising sun. By this time the others had reached Rann and Green-Root, and the two he'd passed earlier had recovered from the initial shock of his attack.

Kirana

Approaching the girl, she let her curiosity show. Kirana smiled, "Hail, what would by the name of one so strong and young?"

[minque]

Kirana

Approaching the girl, she let her curiosity show. Kirana smiled, "Hail, what would by the name of one so strong and young?"

Satyana

She looked calmly at Kirana, a very faint smile emerged on her face...

"My name is Satyana, I am the granddaughter of Serene, you might have heard of her."

Satyana was still a bit stunned from the awkward feeling of power she felt inside her. She hesitated o make any move at all se wasn´t exactly familiar what powers she might let loose. One thing she knew though...those words on that worn piece of parchment, those words she knew by heart now, they were inscribed inside her forehead..those words could mean life or death...depending to whom she would utter them.

She looked around, noticing Serene was not with them anymore. Somehow this didn´t surprise her. Whatever Serene decided to do it was entirely up to her and would probably mean that she decided it was time for her to...go somewhere else.

She stretched her hand towards Kirana; "I greet you mylady, I feel you are a woman of great powers "

[Lord Revan]

Kirana

Shaking her hand, she replied. "My powers come from decades of study and experience. You have much potential, Satyana."

While her respect and courtesy were genuine, Kirana's mind was evaluating Satyana. Her powers are great, but not measured. They are still new..... Whether Satyana could control this power, she couldn't say. Power is like fire, when it is not controlled it can consume everything it touches.

Issac

Watching the exchange between Satyana and the robed Altmer, Issac couldn't shake the feeling that this was all very familiar. That he knew this Altmer woman...... it came to him then, Kirana, his adoptive mother.

The surprise only lasted an instant, now what was happening was obvious. It was Kirana who'd taught him about magic, for she enjoyed passing on and learning arcane knowledge. I'll just let them get aquinted, Issac retreated to eat some breakfast.

[jack cloudy]

Green-Root.

,,An hour? I don't know. We are fighting vampires after all!" A vampire lunged at him, arrogantly ignoring whatever threat Green-Root might be. The Argonian braced himself and lunged forward with his spear.

The vampire evaded the blow with a smirk on his face. His hand gripped the spear's shaft and began to push it away. Then the vampire screamed and let go of the spear.
,,Refined silver decoration! Die!" Green-Root screamed and lunged at the vampire again, who dodged the second blow as easily as the first.
,,I've changed my opinion. One hour is definitely too long!"


Flint Ironwood.

The light of the campfire led the way.
,,Ah crap, an Orc! Damn, no help here." He thought once he'd saw the campfire and the being next to it. His first instinct was to flee before he was discovered but something made him wait.
,,I never saw an Orc with glasses before. And.....wait, is he reading a book? An Orcish scholar, what do you know."

Warily, the Breton approached the campfire.
,,Umm, excuse me."

[Dantrag]

Rann

Rann abandoned the back-to-back idea, as it just didn't seem to fit due to the fact that they weren't surrounded.

Instead, he took up his stance beside Green-Root just as the vampire dodged his spear. He immediately engaged the vampire with a flurry of attacks at close-quarters. The attacks were all easily blocked by the vampire's longsword, but they were meant to leave him open for Green-Root's spear anyway.

His plan was solid in theory, but the second vampire caught up then, ruining it by swinging an axe Green-Root's way before he could do much against Rann's opponent.

[jack cloudy]

Green-Root.

Green-Root had seen the opening and lunged with his spear for the third time. Something flashed in the corner of his eyes and instinctively, he ducked while slowing his spear. Something collided with the horns on top of his head, something heavy and sharp. Both horns were cleanly cut off.
,,That thing is sharp!"

The Argonian had fought against axefighters before and he knew that once committed, not even a vampire could stop his blow. While this second vampire was out of balance, he stepped to his left and stabbed. His spear missed the thing's nose though he did manage to gauge out a large gash in the man's cheek. The silver did its work, charring the flesh around the wound and bringing further pain to the vampire. The pale Quarra fell back, abandoning the battle for now.

Green-Root returned his attention to the first vampire who was still blocking Rann's flurry. He thrust his spear at the vampire's ribcage and hoped it would hit.

[Lord Revan]

Ian

Both vampires came at him with shortblades and daggers. Ian was forced to fight two battles in two directions. His wrist-blades also reinforced his gauntlets, allowing him to block with his arms. Neither Quarra were willing to give up their advantage, and Ian knew he couldn't fight like this.

Ducking low, he loosed a powerful flash of light, both Quarra flinched, possibly mistaking the intense illumnination for sunlight. As his opponents were stunned, Ian knocked the one he'd shot down and run his right blade in between his ribs.
Before he could rise to strike the other, a blade of cold ebony slashed through his back, from his left shoulder to his right hip. Grunting in pain, Ian stood, causing his lifeblood to cover his attacker.

Rendered inert by disbelief, the Quarra was unable to dodge his touch of paralysis. Her muscles went limp, like a puppet without strings, she fell to her knees, then landed on her back. Struggling to stay conscious, Ian pulled out a severe poison of drain fatigue.
The Quarra was unable resist drinking the vial's contents. She fell unconscious moments after Ian did.

Karn

Wandering about the forest for the past hour, Karn was getting very restless. Nothing was being done, nothing was...... He paused, straining to listen for the sound again. There, not far away someone was pushing through the foliage.

Silently, Karn moved closer to the person his crimson eyes finally resting on Serene. "What would you be doing so far from your precious grandchildren?" He asked in a mocking tone while remaining hidden from view.

Edit: looks like we're about to start a new playground..... that didn't take so long.

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Apr 9 2007, 02:45 AM