To Heir Is Human- Playground XIV, The 14th Options

[Priest of Sithis]

OOC: A Little bit of self preservation coming from Astratus

Astratus

"So you would damn me to this terrible disease? I will not stand idly by and become a monster! My men need a leader, and, for right now, THEY HAVE ONE!"

Astratus was upset, and a little on edge, the statement that Rann had made was completely logical and true, but Astratus did not feel the same way. He was getting angry at small things, showing the secondary traits of Lycanthropy. He stood, and waited for the opinions of the vampire and the Narza'Tai leader.

[minque]

Issac

"Fair enough," He replied. A small group of archers moved past them to take positions on the wall.

"I think they have this handled; since the Tiber Spetim is gone, the King and Queen is the best place to rest." Issac lightly ran his finger over Satyana's cheek.

Casting a weak shield spell so they wouldn't get drenched before the third step outside.

OCC: Crap, I just realized, both Rahvin and Brianna are still in the Tiber Septim..... I don't think they know how to teleport to any given plave on a moment's notice nor will either be..... erm, ready to fight off an unknown amount of evil/cruel hearted goblins, maruaders, bandits, or a certain cold-blooded extraterrestrial warrior.

OOC: Oops! I must have missed that..How did the Tiber Septim get distroyed? But I guess Bree´s magical skills just about saved both Rahvin and herself...for the time being. Now the others won´t know that of course, so Issac´s remark may just upset Satyana, she knew her mom and Rahvin were in there didn´t she?


Satyana

"TIBER SEPTIM GONE?" Satyana screamed.."But Rahvin?...and my mother...they were in there!" She put her hands to her face and yelled in agony...not so much due to Brianna...but Rahvin! She had come to like him very much during the fairly short time she´d known him.

She clung to Issac....

[Lord Revan]

Issac

In his mind he cursed, having forgotten all about Brianna and Rahvin since the Talos Plaza was conquered. Issac stole a glance at the Talos Plaza, while trying to comfort Satyana. The inn was still there, but many of the windows had been broken, and from what little of the interior was visible, it looked like it had been thoroughly looted.

Issac didn't know what Brianna's skills were, but he doubted she was a professional battlemage. Rahvin was an assassin, but it was not in their line of work to fight gods-knew-how many pilaging scum that might have attacked them.
"They might have gotten out, in which case they'll show up sometime. That's all we can expect, Satyana." He didn't think stating the obvious alternative would do accomplish anything good, but that the worst had not happened was the best they could hope for.

He clasped one of her hands and clenched it reassuringly. Issac caressed Satyana's face with his other hand, and gently massaged her cheek with his thumb.

Ian and Karn

Ian said calmly. "With respect, Commander, straining yourself or getting outraged will only quicken the spread of Lycanthropy. It would be better if you remained calm and relaxed for the time being." The vampire agreed with Rann, the men didn't need to be placed in possible jeopardy any more than they needed to see their leader in this foul condition.

Taking a breath the Narza'Tai Sensei added to the previous arguments. "A spellcaster can take a group of your soldiers to the cache and then transport any supplies out in around three minutes, much quicker than walking their and hauling out of whatever basement through brute force."

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Aug 27 2007, 02:40 AM

[Dantrag]

Rann

"Please, Commander, sit down again, and relax. I know you don't want to do this--none of us do--but we've got no choice."

"The supplies be damned until you choose our next leader. Or we're all dead, along with our cause."

Cerpin

The boy's right for once. And if Arastus plans to use that knife himself, he'd better hurry.

This post has been edited by Dantrag: Aug 27 2007, 05:06 AM

[Priest of Sithis]

Astratus

Astratus slowly sat back down, and relaxed a little of his tension. He sheathed his dagger, and thought to himself, "Who would make a good leader in my absence, Oblivion, I didn't even want this job in the first place." Memories flooded his mind and he recalled the days of his youth, soldiering with the Nerevarine. Strange wolfish creatures make appearances in his memories, and they were out of place.

Astratus thought of everyone he had met, and what the others had told him. He was deliberating when a thought came to him. There was a man, an imposing man at that, who seemed scholarly and wise, but obviously not physically strong. Then there was the man, Flogir, who he had met in person. He seemed battle smart but not a "quill and scroll" type of person. Astratus was vexed, then a thought came to him. If he gave joint authority to both men, remembering Altair as the name of the scholar, they would suit the spot the best. Astratus stood, and said, "I will elect two "Situational Commanders" to govern the army. Each will be exactly the same, and hopefully, due to our condition, will cooperate. I have decided to elect the Scholar Altair, and the Soldier Flogir as Situational Commanders. Please, Karn, Rann, Vampire, help them, as I am most likely damned to monstrosity."

[Lord Revan]

Karn and Ian

Though perhaps not the outcome he had expected or wanted, the Sensei nodded without protest. "Very well, the Narza'Tai shall continue to hold the sewers and offer support for the Morrowind Army." This is most disturbing, Altair, Veric for that matter, is in partial command of one one of the last organised armies in all of Tamriel.
Karn revealed nothing of his dissatisfaction, but he didn't think it mattered if he showed it in front of Rann, the young Dunmer was infuriating in his nigh arrogant swagger.

The vampire remained stoic calmly accepting the commander's choices. "Two elements brought together to complete one another." Ian said no more, Flogir was a prudent choice, but we must wary of Altair, this could be a taste of things that might come.

His thoughts were half-directed at Cerpin, then he said to the soul. "You will have a new body by nightfall."

[Dantrag]

Rann

Rann was a bit set back after Arastus made his announcement. He hadn't chosen Karn or Ian, as Rann had expected. Rann had expected to have to argue in Flogir's favor, and Altair as a leader for the army hadn't even crossed his mind, but he was certainly glad that it crossed Arastus'.

Rann stood then, bowing slightly before taking his leave. He figured he'd get rid of what diplomacy he had left in his body with that gesture.

He gave a heartfelt salute to Arastus, "I'll bring this news to Flogir."

He began making his way back through the dark tunnels, then, unaware that someone was waiting for him...

Cerpin

It will be appreciated.

[Lord Revan]

OCC: Not much to post about, Issac can't do anything until Satyana does something.

Ian

Now that the meeting was over, the vampire left through one of the manholes nearby. Ian emerged in the northern part of the Temple District, within sight of the gates to the Talos Plaza. He passed through the gates to check on the armor and weapons supplies.

[minque]

OOC: Hmm but she is doin something! She´s clinging to Issac!

Satyana

"Issac..we´ll just have to do something...we must at leas try to save them...Oh...I´d hate to see Rahvin hurt....he...is so kind and I don´t want anything to happen to him....besides it´ll break Rann if his dad is hurt..or even worse!"

Satyana shrugged. She was fully aware of the risk of finding them both dead, but she just had to try and find them...to make sure..


Brianna, in the arms of Rahvin(before the destruction of the Tiber Septim)

Brianna sat on the narrow bed looking at the man sleeping beside her. She was smiling to herself, her dream had been fulfilled, she was here, alone with the man she loved. With a deep sigh she gently touched his dark face...

A noise outside caught her attention and she went over to the window and looked outside. What she saw made her heart sink. It looked like war...people everywhere..and they had weapons.. Instictively she knew they were in danger. She went back to wake up Rahvin, while doing that she happened to touch his tattoo...a tickling sensation in her fingers told her it was not a normal tattoo just for decoration. No, this sign that marked him was special...very special

Brianna analysed their situation. In a very short time the tavern could be torn to the ground and they would most certainly get slain to death. No way she would let that happen..especially not now!

"Rahvin! I..I think you better wake up, we´ll have to get out of here immediately, there are evil things going on outside. I reckon we´ll be safe in the sewers underneath the tavern, but we´ll have to get there unnoticed...Rahvin please wake up, we must hurry"

Brianna bowed down and kissed Rahvin, to wake him up

[Priest of Sithis]

Patholos

Patholos watched Rann walk down the long dark tunnels alone, and unaware. "It would be too easy to kill a man like this..." He thought to himself. Patholos watched him enter a long tunnel and made his way to the opening. When Rann was beyond running back into the tunnel, Patholos emerged from the blackness. A casual glance revealed nothing, nothing but two red orbs glowing in the dark. Patholos smiled his white teeth, and his green blade flickered menacingly. Patholos made no sounds, and he was sure Rann had seen him by now. Patholos waited and remembered those times where Rann had mistreated Patholos, most vivid was the shunning and the sheer disrespect he had shown Patholos's Brotherhood in the hills. Patholos craved revenge, and he played those memories over and over in his mind, till there was nothing more that fiery hate for Rann there.

[Lord Revan]

Issac

He nodded, gravely. "Alright, we'll have to find a way into the Plaza without being caught. The Narza'Tai are sure to guard those sewers, and I doubt they'll have the good will to simply let us through for our unimportant reasons."

Issac's katana clicked loose of its sheath, just as far as the joint in his thumb was from the end of the nail. "We'll definitely have to fight someone in the Silhoutte's army in order to get that deep into their midst." The Altmer explained.

[Dantrag]

Rann

Rann stopped in his tracks, and his hand went to his less-than-satisfactory weapon, as he thought he felt a presence behind him.

"What's the problem?" he asked, not yet turning to face his opponent.

Rahvin

Rahvin woke suddenly, at Brianna's sense of urgency, and suddenly realized what was happening. He got dressed quickly and made sure he had his sword and daggers.

"Let's go."

[minque]

Satyana

"I´m ready" she replied, takiing out a small silver dagger which didn´t look too impressive.. "This dagger is enchanted, you´ll see, it is better than it looks" She polished it against her skirt and it started glowing

"We must try to save Rahvin" Satyana whispered "I´m ready to fight anything"


Brianna

Brianna nodded at Rahvin and hung her bow over her shoulder.

"Wait a minute" she then said " I´ll just.....do something" She then took out a small purple vial of her backpack and dipped a few arrows in it. The tips were glowing after this treatment and Brianna smiled.

"This is an invention of mine" she said "The liquid makes the arrows always hit the target, and when they hit they cause instant death by paralysis of the lungs!"

She then put her hand on Rahvin´s arm...

"Would you consider telling me about that tattoo you have?....please..I know it´s....special, I can feel it"

[jack cloudy]

Flint Ironwood.

Flint and Flogir came outside where they were immediately beset by the busy chaos reigning all over the city. The Breton scratched the back of his head and sighed.
,,You know, I really wish things would just calm down now." He muttered. He then shrugged and cast away his opinions. They weren't needed, not now.

Flint grabbed an old and rusty saber from a basket. Some soldier had left it there and with good reason. That what had not yet rusted away could crumble any moment out of misery. The older man chuckled.
,,Not much to look at, is it?" He commented as he gave it a test swing. The blade instantly came loose from the hilt and clattered to the floor, where it shattered into a dozen pieces.
,,Yup, I see potential. I just need some other junk and some time." He said with a smile and bent down to pick up the pieces.
,,Forgive me for bothering you like this, Flogir. But could you perhaps have a man or two collect any old and useless weapon they can find? Material doesn't matter. I want to give this baby here the chance at a second life."



OOC:Just trying to do something. In this case, giving Flint a new weapon.

[The Metal Mallet]

Flogir

Flogir nodded to Flint's request. Four Brumans were pushing a heavy cask of ale or wine across the entrance to the cellar to block Eurod's exit should his werewolf form attempt to escape. Once that was completed he told two of them to start looking for discarded weapons and return them to Flint.

"While you're taking care of that, I'll be back at the walls," Flogir said with a determined look. "It would be very helpful of you to complete your weapon soon. Your assistance will be needed..."

With that, Flogir and the rest of the Brumans began to head to the walls.

[Lord Revan]

OCC: I'm on a fishing trip with my dad and Tenek. Also, is it alright if the Plys'Iea runs into the four on their way out.

Issac

He nodded, searching his satchel for a Varla stone, and produced the last glowing white crystal in his possession.

The special object turned to dust when Issac used its stored magicka to restore his katana's charge.
"Alright, we should try to avoid as much fighting and attention as possible."

The Altmer flipped open a trapdoor to the bottom og the tower, counting on the prospect of the exit being in the Temple District.

[Priest of Sithis]

Patholos

"Turn around," he grunted, "Face me, and we will finish the promise I had made to you. Turn around!" Patholos allowed himself to be more visible, and briefly ran a mental map of all his maneuvers he was going to use. Patholos was deadly with blade, and he was ready to kill.

[Dantrag]

Rann

Rann made a point of waiting a few long moments before actually turning around.

He didn't draw his sword; instead, he crossed his arms over his chest.

"You're wasting my time," he said, wondering if this would actually escalate to a duel. If so, Rann seriously regretted the loss of his blade.

[Priest of Sithis]

Patholos

In response, he roared, "You will not brush me off!" Patholos grabbed the excess length of chain and bundled it in his hand, then threw the dagger that was attached to the chain at Rann, despite him having his back turned. Patholos did not care for honor, or justice, he only cared for the primal urge to kill that was seeded by the early Brotherhood.

[jack cloudy]

Green-Root.

Having placed their third bottle of poison gas, Vasha led her group back to one of the Narza'tai's hideouts for some rest.

,,You will not brush me off!" A voice shouted. Green-Root growled.
,,Patholos? What's got him worked up so much?" He wondered out loud which got him a stern glance from everyone else.
,,We're still under enemy regions. Keep your voice down or they might hear us." Kalsh hissed at him. Green-Root shrugged.
,,With the Dunmer's yelling, it's not as if my question makes much of a difference." He claimed. The group then turned the corner and saw the cause of all the commotion.

,,Woah." Green-Root hissed and raised his spear. A thought burst through his mind and he dropped the weapon. No matter what Patholos was doing, the Narza'tai would not forgive him if he fought one of their kin. He had to remember, he was still on trial. He would not intercept that dagger or make any other attempt at joining the hostilities.

The Argonian also saw who was being attacked and flashed a wry grin.
,,Rann. Figures. Damn troubleseeker." He thought and opened his mouth to speak.
,,Patholos, stop this nonsense! What do you think your doing?" He shouted, ignoring the earlier warning about noise drifting up towards the streets. A second thought burst through and he decided to gamble on it.

,,Why are you doing this, Narza'tai? Petty personal grudges have no place in this order. This one is more worth to us alive than he is dead. Decide, kinsman. Decide where your priorities lie. Do they lie with your emotions, or with your clan?" He demanded to know. He realized the irony of saying kinsman.
,,Great, what have I done? I'm giving orders to Karn's second in command. If this goes wrong, they'll have a perfect excuse to claim my head for it." He felt the stares of the rest of his group from behind. He hoped there weren't any poisoned blades aimed his way for this insubordination.