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GunsnArmor |
Jun 6 2007, 07:51 PM
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Joined: 12-August 06
From: United States

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Jo'Puma
Jo'Puma nodded, and walked around the group of three, back to where he just came.
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I'm bored again.
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The Metal Mallet |
Jun 7 2007, 01:54 AM
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Joined: 18-June 06
From: Kitchener, ON, Canada

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Amrita
Amrita couldn't help but smile as Veric decided to light the room with limited torches once more. His only chance of defeating her was based on the fact that there were no shadows for her to dissolve into. With the current arrangements, Amrita now had the shadows to use once more. She only needed to get to one side of the descending column.
Firing a distracting shot with her crossbow, Amrita launched herself in the direction of the shadows. Once landing in the darkness, she immediately became one with it, masking herself from all vision.
Let's see if he can stop all of this...
Amrita quickly fired off a dispell spell, a weakness to magicka spell, and topped that off with potent poison spell and a couple of trailing crossbow bolts to clean things up.
Flogir
Flogir grinded his teeth together. With the serpents coming he had no time to figure things out.
"I'm going with Flint on this one; you're staying with us," he said forcefully. Voltar looked up to the sky in dismay. "We'll deal with this once we take care of those snakes."
He turned to Flint. "Or do you think we can make a run for it?"
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"This body, holding me makes me feel eternal. All this pain is an illusion" - Parabola (Tool) "This here ain't called boasting, it's called truthin' " - Mango Kid (Danko Jones)
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ShogunSniper |
Jun 7 2007, 02:27 AM
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Master

Joined: 30-May 05
From: The state of Confusion.

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Veric
When Amrita's dispell hit, the everything in the room flickered and went in and out of focus. Veric appeared to strain and concentrate for a moment. The room regained its real-ness, but Veric was forced to accept both the weakness to magicka and the poison spell. The crossbow bolts were expected, however, and Veric leapt to the side causing one to miss completely and one to graze his side.
He landed in the still rising water, reaching about a foot deep, though when he stood he appeared to be completely dry. The column in the center of the room had completely descended and in its place stood Veric, the water rising faster now. His constitution was faultering slightly from the poison, but he figured he could last a few more moments without treating it.
"Your dispell almost broke the link to this place. Had I not resisted it, we both probably would be doomed to a void right now... You impress me though," the Breton continued, spinning in place as if watching the shadows in the four corners of the room. "Leaping to and fro the shadows. But it still has one obvious weakness."
He snapped his fingers and the light from the torches grew in magnitude and the room illuminated as the larger one had done before. The shadows were vanquished, and Amrita would be revealed.
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War is over if you want it.
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Dantrag |
Jun 7 2007, 05:54 AM
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Councilor

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

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Rann
Rann returned shortly with an armfull of firewood, and went back for a few more loads. When he was confident in his pile of wood, he took a step back to leet Issac light the fire. He also figured that either Ian or Issac would want to do the final honor to their fallen friend, so he stopped his work there. He hoped that their burial would be somewhat quick, though; there was still the Silhouette's army to deal with.
Rahvin
As Rahvin followed Jo'Puma towards the Imperial City, he looked over at Sadril.
"You think maybe we could actually get some rest this time?"
He pondered over whether or not he should stop travelling with Sadril, especially after his newfound allegiances, and he still hadn't made up his mind. Veric was, after all, after his son and all of Brianna's children...He had always known that Sadril wasn't the most loyal being in Tamriel, but he hadn't figured him to be the most disloyal.
All in all, though, he decided it would be better to keep an eye on the vampire, no matter how disloyal.
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"Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made"
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jack cloudy |
Jun 7 2007, 06:24 PM
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Master

Joined: 11-February 06
From: In a cold place.

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Flint Ironwood, at the dam.
Flint shook his head. ,,Right now, I'm too tired to run for a long time. Let's do this like with the werewolves. I'm going to bury them under a telekinetic barrage with my sword, you handle any snake that manages to get too close. I'll start blasting once they're an arrowshot away. Fortunately they're all melee-types." He said while silently cursing the need to keep an eye on the backstabbing Argonian. ,,Afterwards, I'd say we speed it to the Imperial City. That's where they're going. We could do a lot of good at thinning their ranks if we set a few walls to crumble or something. I'm not an expert on siege warfare."
Green-Root.
Green-Root shifted his weight. It looked like he would have to sit this battle out. The Breton would not trust him if he joined their formation for battle and on his own, he was no match for the Akavir. ,,I have lost their thrust so Voltar has won this game. Fine then, I'll escape when they're focussed on the snakes. I wonder how the Imperial city is faring."
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Fabulous hairneedle attack! I'm gonna be bald before I hit twenty.
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Lord Revan |
Jun 7 2007, 06:39 PM
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Master

Joined: 6-May 06
From: Texas, USA

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OCC: Can we please skip the eulogizing, just skip to travelling to the IC, I'm really not in the proper mind to write something like that without being a bit..... sloppy.
Ian
He spotted the young ones in the clearing already finished constructing a funeral pyre. Ian paused, uncertain whether to interupt and try to convince them that Kirana's soul was inside him and order them not to burn her corpse.
Kirana was unaware of her body's fate; Ian realized that even if Rann, Satyana, and Issac did believe him and didn't think he was insane, Kirana's body would hardly prove portable. Add to that, by the time Kirana could recieve her body it would have been dead for long enough to no longer be suitable.
The Imperial decided to avoid speaking about Kirana's continued existance, for all it mattered she was dead. From the years of experience with her, Ian knew Kirana would never consider living in a foriegn body, so in the end she would perfer to go to Aetherius.
Issac
Kneeling down to place the flame at the bottom of the pyre, Issac lit the firewood. As the fire grew, he stepped back to look mournfully upon the figure lying on top of the platform.
Karn, standing in Commander Astartus' tent
Apparently, neither the doorman nor the Dunmer commander noticed the black-clad figure standing beside the door to the tent. As the commander had fallen asleep (and Karn thought it disgracful to shake him awake like some lowly peasant), the Dunmer assassin began to investigate the Commander's armor and weapons, not concerning himself with being quiet.
Inspecting the mer's shield, Karn slammed his fist against the metal, causing the item to clang loudly. The sensei noticed his fist had made a tiny dent in the alloy. I doubt anyone will notice something that small....
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jack cloudy |
Jun 7 2007, 09:15 PM
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Master

Joined: 11-February 06
From: In a cold place.

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Flint Ironwood.
,,Don't be so pessimistic, miss. Cause that's my job. Now we'll be able to do this, as long as we keep them at a distance. And I would run if I could. I'm just too tired and my Magicka is blown. The swords don't help much with running. And even if I did have Magicka, I can't jump very far while dragging all of you with me." Flint told Aerona.
Green-Root.
Green-Root saw one last chance to regain their thrust. These people were the only ones who could stop the complete destruction of Tamriel it seemed. He really couldn't let them be betrayed by Voltar. ,,Then walk away. I will provide a suitable distraction."
Flint Ironwood.
Flint raised his blades as he prepared to lash out with them. ,,You? Why should I trust you?" He said angrily. The Argonian's reply was without emotion, so it seemed. ,,You have no reason to thrust me, yet no reason not to take this gamble. Defeat this group, and another shall come. You can't fight them all. If you let me distract the first group, you can all retreat."
Flint stepped back. ,,Two who are in favour of retreating right now. What's the opinion of the rest of the gang? Make it snappy, those snakes won't wait for us to make up our minds."
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Fabulous hairneedle attack! I'm gonna be bald before I hit twenty.
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Dantrag |
Jun 7 2007, 09:43 PM
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Councilor

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

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Aerona
She didn't know what was going on with Green-Root, so she silently opted for his plan, though she didn't understand Flint's logic in the least.
"If you're too tired to run, how can you possibly hope to fight? Besides, I can cast a few restoration spells on you all..."
OOC: of course he cares more about Kirana than he does his own mother; he's never met her!
Rann
Rann walked along, and within a few silent hours, the Imperial City was in sight. Night had fallen, and he figured it would be the best place for them all to rest both mentally and physically. He hoped that Flogir and the others had the same idea.
"Let's head to the city. Then we can rest up and help in the fight."
Rahvin
Rahvin knew what they were fighting. He didn't know it was called the Silhouette, but he did know that it was the same disturbance that Rann and the others had been sent to investigate some time ago.
"It's the disturbance," he said aloud in answer to Sadril's question.
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"Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made"
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The Metal Mallet |
Jun 8 2007, 02:54 AM
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Master

Joined: 18-June 06
From: Kitchener, ON, Canada

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Amrita
As Amrita appeared once again, she tried to mask her annoyance of the lack of shadows.
"Well I'm glad to know that I can at least get some admiration of my skills from you," she said in an irritated fashion as she stared down at the knee deep water. "Thanks for getting me wet."
She calmly walked over to where her longsword landed and picked it up. Turning back towards the Breton, she fixed him with a sour look.
"This is all a test isn't it? Even if I did manage to kill you, I would simply be destroying myself in this place. Plus, you seem more content in defending yourself rather than attacking," she said in the same irritated tone.
"You picked a dangerous way in trying to provoke me mage... But I have to admit, killing you might be beyond my abilities right now," she said in a complete manner. Knowing that she was in a lose-lose situation had taken the fight out of her.
Flogir
Flogir squinted his eyes and judged the number of enemies heading their way.
"There's too many of em for us to take on. What I suggest is this: Aenora you give us a nice little fatigue restorative while Flint here can use a few telekenetic blasts to cause some chaos among their ranks. That should buy us enough time to make our way to the Imperial City. No need for distractions then," he said, giving Green-Root a pointed look.
Voltar
"I can assist Flint as well with some telekenesis as well. I also been saving a scroll for a situation much like this," Voltar said as he withdrew a scroll. Only Voltar knew that the scroll was simply blank. He would cast a firewall wide enough to cause enough hindrance to the enemies but before than he would light the scroll on fire to make it appear that he simply used the scroll to do such a thing. No one here seemed gifted enough in magic to know the difference.
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I am currently a Writer in The Order of Schola. Official Fan Fiction Forum "Commentasaurus"
"This body, holding me makes me feel eternal. All this pain is an illusion" - Parabola (Tool) "This here ain't called boasting, it's called truthin' " - Mango Kid (Danko Jones)
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Priest of Sithis |
Jun 8 2007, 03:46 AM
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Knower

Joined: 7-March 07
From: Ry'leh

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Commander Astratus
Jostling awake and wiping the grime from his eyes, Commander Astratus noticed a man garbed in full black along with another man with a cloth band around his eyes.
Coughing and straightening up, Commander Astratus motioned for the pair to sit down on his floor mats. To be hospitable, Commander Astratus sat down promptly and folded his hands in his lap. He unbuckled his sword and laid it on the floor next to him.
"I have a proposition for you, and you may yet agree to it." Commander Astratus thought that with the world in imminent danger, persuasion would be easy. "As you can see, this city isn't well enough off by itself, and it is too vulnerable on the waterways. Supposedly these snakemen can swim, which doesn't work well in our favor." Commander Astratus took out a small container from his inner pouches. He opened the flask and a strong smell of sugar cane and brandy filled the room. "You don't mind if I drink, do you?" But without waiting for an answer, Commander Astratus took a long pull, and recapped the flask.
Pulling out a small diagram of the Imperial City, Commander Astratus circled chokepoints and easily defendable positions once the outer ring is taken. "Thats the plan, gentlemen, let them take the outer ring and have our secondary force sweep in. "Hammer and Anvil." Pretty decent maneuver that always works against a superior force." Commander Astratus waited for a response.
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If we wait for the moment when everything, absolutely everything is ready, we shall never begin. - Ivan Turgenev
It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end. - Ursula Le Guin
Know yourself and you will win all battles. - Sun Tzu
Quid quid latine dictum sit, altum videtur
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Lord Revan |
Jun 8 2007, 04:17 AM
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Master

Joined: 6-May 06
From: Texas, USA

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Karn
When Astratus took a long swig of booze, Karn's eyes narrowed inperceptively. Despite personal misgivings, the Dunmer saw no immediate flaws in the plan. Again with sewers, he thought sourly.
"My compatriots and I have our own strategy, in conjunction to this tactic." Karn began, "Our number are hidden on the southern shoreline. I may only suggest that our 'specialists' do not get a job best left to infantry."
Issac
Casting aside the oppressive sense of grief, Issac nodded to Rann. "Yes, that's probably where everyone is headed. Let's just hope it's allies who got there first, not the Akaviri."
He glanced down at his katanas, the thought that Kirana's blood had been spilled on one was disturbing. Her blood will be the last to stain it, I can replace it. "Ian's probably not too far, I'm sure he'll meet up with us later at the Imperial City."
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Dantrag |
Jun 8 2007, 06:05 AM
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Councilor

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

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Rann
Rann looked back when Issac mentioned Ian, but shrugged it off when he wasn't there. Ever since he became one of the undead, he preferred to stay in the background, which was understandable.
"Doesn't look like there's been a battle, so I'd assume that the city is occupied by men and mer rather than tsaeci."
They walked on, and crossed the bridge to enter the city. They found the gates closed in front of them and archers on the wall aiming for them.
"Hello, there," Rann greeted, "We're looking for some shelter, and maybe a fight with some Akavirian bastardes."
OOC: since the army of morrowind isn't in the city yet, we'll just say that a small portion of the City Watch stayed behind...wanna take over the random guard for me?
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"Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made"
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Lord Revan |
Jun 8 2007, 05:03 PM
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Master

Joined: 6-May 06
From: Texas, USA

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OCC: Curse, my avoidance of double-posting, the army is there already. Karn, Patholos, and Commander Astratus are all planning in Green Emporer Way (the place around White Gold Tower, AKA, the Imperial Palace).
Issac
"Akaviri," he corrected quietly, amused.
Army of Morrowind
A single soldier marched toward the gate when he heard a young man yell from the otherside. He stopped close enough to evaluate them. "Well, I don't see you three as untrustworthy, but I'll have to clear openning the city gates with my superior."
Turning he shouted to one of the runners of the army. "Tell the Commander that three young mer are at the gate, and clarify if I have permission to open the gate or not." The messenger went to meet the commander.
"This city was evacuated some weeks ago," He muttured to the three on the other side of the gate. "So most of us are soldiers of Morrowind, the rest are guardsmen sent from Chorrol by the Countess Valga."
This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Jun 8 2007, 05:12 PM
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