A Mystery Unleashed Playground 19 Options

[Dantrag]

It hurt, but no more or less than his torture. It was done. Sel thought a quiet thank you to Serene.

Arcyakt pulled another torture intrument from his midsection.

"What is your name?" he asked for the thousandth time.

"Death." Sel gave in.

"Good." Arcyakt said, smiling that smile again.

[minque]

"Selenil.......I´m here " she chanted, "give your mind to me, I´ll keep it here, safe, Selenil.....come to me"

Her hands over her head,,grasping for support, finding Jonacin´s hands...getting strength from him......

A purple aura started forming around Serene.....

[Wolfie]

Jonacin noticed the purple aura forming around Serene, and gripped her hand tighter. He hoped she wasn't going to be possessed by Azura again, because the last time she nearly died

[Dantrag]

No, leave it in me. he protested to Serene. I still need it. Just put it away somewhere in my own mind, please.

He let go of it all, hoping Serene would still store it in his own mind, just not accesible.

"Tell me again." Sel heard as he stopped concentrating.

"Death." he replied, spitting blood.

[minque]

Serene noticed the resistance fron Sel to let her store his memories....meanwhile Azura slowly filled her with her dominating powers...

She decided to try remote hypnosis.....with a quetioning gaze to Jonacin asking him to lend her some strength she started the hypnosis..


"Selenil....your mind is blank your memories are locked up inside your brain, you don´t have the key, I have the key......."


[b][i]"Selenil, Narro haud veneficus"she chanted in a thunderous voice, it echoed over the vast landscape..rolling away like the tide....

Serene fell to the ground drenched in cold sweat....

"Now he´s safe, his memories are locked up, and he can´t even speak a word" Serene sighed as she fell into -jonacin´s arms

"Hold me" she said..."just hold me tight"

[Dantrag]

Arcyakt asked again.

"What is your name?"

Sel looked up at the mage, confused.

"I must have broken your mind too much..." Arcyakt said with another smile. "Come, Death. I will teach you everything you need to know."

Arcyakt unchained the empty shell that was Sel and led him to another room.

[gamer10]

Niran threw whatever it was down on the ground

"Damnit, this stuff is the worst I've ever tasted. How do these people stand it?!!"

Standing up he sighed and leaned against the wall of the cave.

What the hell am I doing in a place like this, how did I convince myself to ever come with these people??

[Dantrag]

OOC: might as well make it so Sel can talk again...

Mage

Arcyakt took Sel's head in his hands, and chanted softly. A glow came from his hands as the mage imparted knowledge to the dunmer.

His slave would be intelligent, as well as skilled with a blade.

Arcyakt imparted his lost knowledge of swordsmanship back to him as well.

"Death." Arcyakt said. "I have a task for you."

"What is it?" Death asked.

"You will track down these people." he said, pointing to a mirror showing Niran, Celia, Fenris, and Anthanes in a cave. "And kill them." Arcyakt stood, and fetched Sel's altered sword(purposefully leaving the dagger - the slave didn't need too many reminders of who he really was), as well as some new clothes.

Death looked at the people, especially Celia, and couldn't help but think something was significant about them...his master has a duty for him, though, and any curiosity was soon forgotten.

Death grabbed the swordbelt and strapped it on, and began putting on the black assassin's garments. "Where do I go to begin?"

"There." Arcyakt said as he pointed to another mirror. "Go north from there and you will find them."

Death walked through, and soon found himself in a sandstorm. North. he thought, covering his face and trudging on. He owuld not fail his master.

[gamer10]

Niran could hear the sandstorm continuing outside.

"Well, it probably won't stop for awhile, lucky we're inside."

[Dantrag]

He sat outside of the cavern door, playing with the amulet at his chest. Where did it come from? He stood to go inside, but heard voices.

He promptly sat back down in the sandstorm - he would wait until everyone was asleep.

[Aki]

(OOC: I suspose a cure common/blight disease could be used on some water, but Fenris didn't plan for that. )

"You people are bloody riduclous," Fenris said, drinking his Greef. "You just got to use the stuff with some moderation and nothing bad happens. Yeeesh. Y'all act like it was poison." He shrugged. "Its better for you than water. Doesn't get infected with diseases and crud, tastes better too."

[Kuukulgur]

Shadow exited the hut unsatisfied. Huleen had had no really useful information on Arcyakt. He seemed to be grown out of nowhere - no record in the Mages Guild, no known past or connecting events to other mages. Complete isolation from the world, Shadow thought. This could get depressing enough to make the best of us really wicked.
He thought of Huleen's words as he walked towards the Silt Strider port. The only clue he had was the fact that the name "Arcyakt" pointed towards the Ashlands. How did it do that was beyond comprehension to Shadow, but he trusted Huleen's judgement.
As he sat in the Silt Strider and watched the barren wastes go by, he calculated his chances and possible plans of action. I only have a name and the fact that it may be connected to Ashlands, wich means going through almost half of Morrowind wich has extremely bad weather conditions so I might not notice anything even if I really explored all the terrain. Wich would naturally take weeks if not months. And even then, Huleen could be wrong and Arcyakt might have nothing to do with Ashlands. By the blade, this will be a hard hunt.
He exited the Silt Strider at Ald'Ruhn and went to the Rat in the Pot. He needed supplies for a trip into the wastes.

[BobV]

Anthanes drank from a bottle of flin, looking a bit more at ease than some of his fellows.

"You'll get used to this climate if you stay here for a year or seven!" , he said cheerfully.

[minque]

[quote=Dantrag]OOC: might as well make it so Sel can talk again...[/quote]

OOC: "Death" is unaffected by the silence-spell, it´s "Sel" that can´t talk , thus can´t reveal his memories and his past! That is the meaning of Serene´s "locking in his past"So it fits wonderfully that "Death" is talking!

IC:

Serene was quite exhausted from the remote hypnosis of Sel but after an hours sleep she was Ok again. She hadn´t paid much attention of her whereabouts lately because of the ordeal with sel and Azura, but now she was curious about it. Apparently she was in an Ashlander Yurt, at the moment nobody was present although she could hear Jonacin talking to someone outside. Also the smell of grilled meat reached her nostrils, which made her very hungry. She went outside in the blazing sun and saw some people attending the cooking-fire just a few yards away.

She went over there and greeted the people very courteous as she knew the Ashlander tribes were very particular about courtesy. Apparently Jonacin was well known in this camp, and of course they were his friends, he had told her that before.

Now she had one urgent wish.....to find some place to wash herself, as far as she knew she hadn´t had a bath since before she was captured by the evil mage....

So she approached the group of people standing by the cooking-fire, one of them was a woman with a certain proud aura around her, that must be the Wise Woman she thought.....

Nibani Maesa, The Wise Woman greeted her friendly, "Ah so you are awake now Serene?" she said, "I imagine you would like to wash yourself a bit by now, so if you go just behind the ashkan´s yurt you will find a suiteble place"

Serene was not surprised, a Wise Woman was naturally to know about such things, as being a woman she would know about female needs...

[Fuzzy Knight]

Arco sat a little back into the cave, not to far away from Anthanes. He took a look on the wound he got when he died. It was almost gone now, but it was one large one. He took his cloak around him before leaning in against the cave wall closing his eyes, just thinking not going to sleep...

[Kuukulgur]

Shadow sat on a low hilltop, keeping his head down and staying very still, so he remained almost unseen in the sand storm, looking like a strangely carved stone statue. Before him lay the camp of the Urshilakku.
While his body didn't move, his mind went through a series of thoughts. He had travelled here on foot from Ald'Ruhn, so he needed rest, but he couldn't stay totally idle. I could enter the camp and see what has become of the others. But they might not be there, and I could get into trouble because of this silly guar affair... The Wise Woman surely remembers me. Their kind have good memory and they are not likely to forget...
After about half an hour, he stood up. His wish to prove himself by finding out about the mage was stronger than his cautious nature.
He entered the camp and went to the Wise Woman's yurt. He stopped for a minute - he thought it polite to knock, but that was made difficult by the fact that the yurt had a cloth door. He took a deep breath, and entered the yurt.
He noticed at once that luck was not on his side. The Wise Woman was the only person in the tent. Shadow knew that keeping a calm look on his face was the best way to gain respect among the Ashlanders, so they would at least hear what you had to say, so he remained peaceful and bowed lightly.
"I was looking for some aquintances of mine," he said as politely as he could. "One of them is called Jonacin, I believe. Do you know of their whereabouts by any chance?"

OOC: This one has a timely distance from my last post, but since I post so rarely I will have huge heaps of time between my posts. So just imagine that my previous post took place while Sel was tortured by Arcyakt.

[minque]

OOC: Then we assume Nibani Maesa went back to her yurt after she talked with Serene!

Serene went behind the ashkans yurt..just as she went round the corner she noticed someone entering The Wise Womans yurt, asnd it was some thing faintly familiar with that person....

She didn´t bother about ist as she just spotted a low bench with 2 buckets filled with sun-warm water and a piece of sload-soap beside them

She spent almost half an hour with the washing-procedure and after that she felt all refreshed and fit again..but even more hungry so she headed towards the cooking-fire..

[Dantrag]

Death now wishied that he had some food - these people would never sleep. He heard something about drinking, so maybe the ones awake would be drunk....

He climbed the rockface so that he sat just above the door. Anyone coming out would find that death came swiftly from above. He covered his eyes from the sand and waited.

[MerGirl]

Celia narrowed her eyes at the Nord's words. "That sounds like what my uncle would say... 'Don't worry, little Celia. I promise I will drink moderately, etc, etc.' And what does do? He gets drunk anyway, and hits me!" She rolled her eyes. "And you wonder why I hate that stuff!"

She heard the sandstorm still blowing, glanced towards the door, and asked curiously, "Is that storm ever going to slow down?"

[Dantrag]

Death was tired of waiting. Those bastards inside wouldn't shut up - unless he killed them.

Soon, he heard his master in his head.

I spoke too rashly - do not kill them. His master spoke to him. I don't care what you do beyond that. You may maim them, torture them, mutilate them, I don not care. Just bring them to me - alive. Also, there is a nordic tongue inside. But do not worry - you will be immune to his voice.

Death was a bit skeptical. Killing five people was one thing, taking five people prisoner and holding them was quite another. but it didn't matter what he thought. It mattered what the Master thought.

He hopped down from the ledge, and opened the door slowly. He stood in the entrance, shaking the sand from his clothes.