A Mystery Unleashed - Playground 3 Options

[Konji]

Konrad followed in the direction of the dunmer warrior, now lagging behind. He tried to actually see the altmer but couldn't, there was too much happening and too much gore to see anything clearly.

He ran to a horse that one of the knights had been killed off. Slipping on some blood he fell face forwards, grasping onto one of the harness straps and being dragged alongside the dunmer by the panicking horse.

[Dantrag]

If there weren't a thousand demons murdering people around him, Sel might have laughed. Instead, He jumped up onto the horse and pulled the imperial up behind him.

Having never ridden a horse before he came to Cyrodiil, he wasn't a very experienced rider. And, he had never ridden a crazed horse before. There wasn't much he could do besides hold on. When they got close to Celia, Sel pulled on the reins, but the spooked horse did more than stop. He threw Sel and the imperial off of his back before running away.

"That's one way to do it." Sel said, rubbing his head.

[Konji]

Konrad wiped the mud from around his eyes and mouth, looking around at the carnage. He stood up again as quickly as possible, unsheathing his sword. The knights' numbers were now slowly depleting, but they had killed many. Konrad's last soldier had also been killed, but he had no time to think about that. He pulled the dunmer to his feet, and lashed out at another beast witjh his knife, slicing of its head.

He ran to the side of the altmer and patient, and stood beside them, sword dancing between the enemy lines.

[Hukai The Wandering]

"Hmm, it seems the monster are escaping by themselves now, how curious." The dark figure had been sitting in silince while watching his new prey through an enchanted mirror. As he sat in his dark throne, watching with acute intrest, an idea formed. "What if," He said to himself, a slight smile forming on his lips. "I were to make an appearance? I could then hqve time to subdue my pathetic enemies and tranform them into my own magika....Perhaps i will."

Uttering those final words, Arcyatk drew himself up out of his black seat and turned to leave his castle. He headed for his room of enchanted mirrors and paused, deciding on the best way to interput the fighting,

[Channler]

It was dark, the fighting lasted from sundown to moon up. Many beasts were still lurching on. Falx walked up to the boy,

"Thats some fine swordsmanship you posesse boy, I'm sorry about your friends.."

Falx looked up into the dark blue sky, nothing but death these last few days. It seemed as though the gods were leaving people alone to their own matters. Falx looked at Sel,

"Do we have any word on the status of the refugees? From the looks of it 100's died here, and thats not counting those that will die of disease and such." agrunt sounded from Falx, "Where is the emperor now? I'm going to go speak with commander Varros, the Knight in charge of those Reinforcements we just recieved." Falx walked off to go find him..

"Hail Sir Varro!" Falx gave a slight bow, only to show respect, "What word is there, and how have you found us?"

"It will sadden you if I were to tell you, but a member from Sir Darius' party manage to escape the chaos... Darius is dead, along with the Knights under his command. No one is among your ranks either Albarnias?"

"No sir.. Those damn beasts changed my men, they turned them into creatures more foul than any other.." Falx was burning with anger, "I request permision to stay with these adventurer's, we have learned off the source of these, problems. It seems as though there is a mage of the sort, that he has the ability to defy Arkays laws and soul trap people!"

"Yes, it would seem that, that takes priority, find this menace and report back to me. We will take control of these refugee's and lead them to safety, you and your freinds deeds are wonderous, I wihs there were mor epeople like you in this world.. Dimissed."

Falx ran back to Sel and the others, "Well, the refugee's aren't our problem anymore, I managed to get Commander Varro to take control of them, now we can focus on the mage..."

[Konji]

Konrad nodded thanks from the Imperial knight, and went to find his friends' dead bodies. He slowly gathered them together in the middle of the battlefield and buried them side by side, stabbing their swords in the ground over their seperate bodies.

Returning to the group he saw they were to leave the refugees. He had no-one in the rabble of sheep to go to, so picked up his courage. "I...would like to join you on your quest to find this mage you speak of."

His face was hard and cold, the shock of his friends' deaths and his first real battle toughening him up more than his training ever did.

[Dantrag]

Sel nodded to the imperial. "You can travel with us on one condition - you have to tell us your name."

[Channler]

Falx looked a little shocked (and proud on the inside) that one so young would want to fight, "Sel, err, I'm gonna let you take care of this one.."

[Konji]

Konrad stared at the dunmer, "It's Konrad sir, but I would also like to learn the names of al of you." He gestured towards the group, his hand dripping blood.

[Dantrag]

Sel took it upon himself to introduce everyone.

"I'm Sel, this is Falx, Serene, Celia, Triel, where the hell is Arco?, Jonacin, Fenris, and Shakur." he said pointing to each one.

OOC: I didn't forget anyone, did i?

[Konji]

Konrad bowed to them each in turn. "This is quite a travelling party," He said, noticing nearly all races bar beasts were there.

[Hukai The Wandering]

[quote]"Hmm, it seems the monster are escaping by themselves now, how curious." The dark figure had been sitting in silince while watching his new prey through an enchanted mirror. As he sat in his dark throne, watching with acute intrest, an idea formed. "What if," He said to himself, a slight smile forming on his lips. "I were to make an appearance? I could then hqve time to subdue my pathetic enemies and tranform them into my own magika....Perhaps i will."

Uttering those final words, Arcyatk drew himself up out of his black seat and turned to leave his castle. He headed for his room of enchanted mirrors and paused, deciding on the best way to interput the fighting,[/quote]

Arcyatk stood, in a trance for hours, deep in thought and watching the fight come to a slow crawl with most of the creature destroyed. With a snap like lightning, he shook himself out of his trance. Noticing that night had fallen while he stood dormint, the sorrcerer magically changed his clothes and his overall appearance with a mere wave of his darkened hand. He sighed. "It seems while in my thinking much time has pasted, perhaps I should try a different method.

The mage stepped forward, into one of his shimmering mirrors. Flying through time in the spell of the enchanted glass, Arcayatk took the few seconds to go over his plan. Although he was immensly powerful and had escaped Oblivion, he was still mortal, though, not by much. If his plan backfired then the altmer would need a contingency plan. I will appear in full disguse at the camp and pretend to have come back from fighting. With this my magic, no one should be able to recognise me. He smiled slightly at this thought. After the camp is quiet and sleeping, I shall unleash a horde of my...favortite...creations and take out the guards and refuges. Arcyatk noticed that the trip was alomst over. Then I will find and kill the emporer, naming myself ruler of the entire country. The mage smiled deeply at his plan and stepped out of the closing portal. His magic had brought his just outside the camp and in a cluster of trees. Using his magic once again, Arcyatk inflicked several deep wounds upon himself to match his story. Prepared, he staggered out into the opne, calling for help before "fainting" and falling to the ground.

[Dantrag]

Sel pointed to the fallen altmer.

"Celia, look!" he said. He took Triel from her and said. "We might want to do something." He grabbed Celia's hand and pulled her towards the injured altmer.

[MerGirl]

(OOC: sorry for these long posts! :embarrassed2: )

Celia nodded her head, a bit tired, but understood the urgent situation. "All right, all right, Sel! I got it, I got it!" She still had a big headache, but she tried to focus all of her healing powers onto the injured Altmer.

Her hands hovered over the Altmer, helping his deep wounds heal over time. However, she had a sense that Altmer had great power. Perhaps he was a mage? Was he one of the refugees? If he was a mage, he would be of great assistance to the refugees.

When the healing was finally done, Celia slowly stood up, her muscles sore after bashing demons and healing the wounded. She leaned over the Altmer. "You can get up now, mister Altmer sir. Though you might feel a bit numb..."

She walked towards Sel and the others, rubbing her tired shoulders. "Well, should we rest a bit? Or should we continue on?" She smiled at the newcomer (Konrad). "Hello, there."

[Konji]

Konrad woke up from his daydream. "Uh, hello..." He wasn't very fond of magic, and had always shied away from it.

[Hukai The Wandering]

Arcyatk slowly opened his eyes. He lokked aroung wearly before trying in vain to get up. He appeared exasuted. "Uhh." He looked toward the nearest warrior he could see, Sel. "Uhh...Here..." The fake soldier lifted his habnd a few inches in an atempt to motino for Sel to come closer.

[Aki]

Fenris raised a eyebrow at the teenage Imperial. "Fighting in the thick of them things laddie? Heh, ya look like a Imperial, but thats a rather Nordic trait boy," he said with a grin. He looked at the carnage. "Right pathetic beasts, little good for speed and shock value," he said.

"Only good for taking on peasant masses. Nothing against true warriors."

[Konji]

Konrad grinned at the big Nord. He took of his leather jerking and unbutton his shirt, wrapping bandages around his chest whre 3 claw marks had cut through the skin. Inside he hoped that the scars would stay. "Maybe we should, like, help the Altmer?"

[MerGirl]

(OOC: sorry, slow computer)

Celia tiredly raised an eyebrow at the Nord's speech, not sure whether to be annoyed or offended. "And healers with hammers as well as mages go under the true warriors category, I hope?" She narrowed her eyes. "And I wouldn't exactly call those creatures pathetic, just a bit difficult to kill... at least for us unTongue peoples..."

At Konrad's comment, Celia shrugged. "The Altmer was asking for Sel's help, kid."

She pushed Sel roughly towards the Altmer. "So, go help him."

Celia frowned and rubbed her forehead. She still had that throbbing headache. She glanced down at the small Altmer girl who was still with her. "Now, what am I going to do with you?"

[Konji]

Konrad leaned back, whispering to Fenris. "She's a bit grumpy, isn't she? Is she always like this?"