(OOC: Since you guys ignored it anyway when I get around to it I'm going to delete my last post as En'Fel)
Kaushad
Zergonipal
Kaushad set the camp up well. There was a makeshift infirmary, a few tables, some guards walking around, weapons, food and water. Erabeninsum and Zainab walked side by side in the last few days. The stressful situation they both faced placed them together well, and two tribes that previously got along horribly were now working together,
"I have news to report," Kaushad said, "I need to collect the Ashkhans at Urshilaku and bring them here. Send news to the Refuge that everything is fine and they need to keep their support up. As of yet our last raid of the Telvanni escort that moved through the Grazelands went very well. I assume they see the Grazelands as a no man's land. We must strike hard, they must recognize us not as insurgeants but as rightful owners of this land. Until we have support from the other two trbies we will be able to pose no true threat, and can only attack using these Guerilla tactics.
"So, thank you, I could not have set up the Ashlander Union camp without you men, this is now your territory."
With that, Kaushad began his trip to Urshilaku to gether Sedrane Mirpal, Sul Matuul, Darum and En'Fel.
Full Version: War Of Houses - Playground 5
QUOTE(ShogunSniper @ Sep 7 2005, 06:26 PM)
Current Seaeson: [Fall] (Never learned the TES equivalent of the real life seasons, if someone could whip up a chart, plz PM me)
(OOC: *cough*
)Lykaon
Ald'Ruhn
Lykaon strolled through the backstreets of Ald'Ruhn, he had heard rumors of a oncoming House War as he had left New Vivec, not that he believed it that much. It was worth remebering and considering, but not believing totally. No RUMOR was. As he moved through the darking streets he noticed a Khajiit being tailed by several Dunmer. Lykaon knew their ilk. Cammona Tong. They managed to herd the Khajiit towards the side of the Skar, the outskirts of Ald'Ruhn. Racist bastards... Lykaon reflected, following behind them.
"Die, fetcher!" one suddenly screamed, thrusting at the frail looking Khajiit female, a Silver dagger in hand. He was surprised as he found a ebony mailed fist wrap around his own, stopping him scant inches from the feline's back.
"Leave her be," Lykaon said, drawing up to his full height and giving a imperious stare. "End this without bloodshed."
"Outlander scum!" another screamed, drawing a Dwemer war-axe and swinging it. Lykaon lept back, drawing his Katana as the Dunmer with the axe's clusmy swing ended up removing the wrist of his dagger weilding friend.
"AAAAAUIIH, ME HAND!" The mer screamed, clutching the bleeding stump as he collasped. The Axe weildler, and the two other Dunmer charged, drawing swords.
The axe user and the first with a sword to reach Lykaon were given a free haircut that left them a head shorter. As their bodies fell to the ground, Lykaon slashed the third from stomach to forehead. Within moments the ash was muddy with blood.
"The Cammona Tong has existed too long," Lykaon said to the remaining Dunmer, the one who was sans a hand. "They should disband if they value their lives. Take their predjudices and shove 'em where the sun don't shine. Now go...and tell that to who you follow. Lest they end up as the three on the ground..."
The Dunmer scrambled to his feet and ran off.
Strange Old Man
New Vivec, Plaza
"Beware! For I speak the truth, the truth which none may comprehend! Shall you perish in your petty rivalry's? To that I answer yes! But what is petty? And what are the problems? Do you not see the light, the golden beams from the faithful? Invest not in your recollections of the past. Dunmerii, Imperial, Nordic, Aldmer, Bosmer, and Beast folk alike will soon know the judgement of the truth!"
The elderly man inched down the street, constantly muttering and screaming barely coherent sentence fragments of odd wisdom and folly. He had no name, no life, but according to him, his purpose was to spread the light.
Falx Albarnias
New Vivec Inn
Falx peered out the window, "Crazy old fool.."
He turned his attention to spreading the word of the New Legion. Already somewhere near 200 enlistee's had come and gone.
Raxle O'Conner & Alicia
Cave West of Gnisis
Alicia stood at the mouth of the cave, the dark was growing. The wind blew her gown softly, and almost playfully into the air. She let out a small sigh, and then noticed a growing shadow to her left. Her first action was too ready herself for some drunken soldier, obviously yearning for some feminine comfort.
The healer spun around, throwing the gown into a hizzy and brought her dagger to bear on the assailent. Her hand was caught in mid air, and quickly her other was pinned against the wall.
"Let.. me.. go!!" She screamed, "Bastarde!"
The shaddy figure spoke, "Alicia! Quite!" A hand was put over her mouth to cease the coming screams.
"Shhh" The man brought his lips close to her ear, "Calm down.. I'm not going to harm you. Promise me your not going to scream?"
Slowly Alicia nodded her head, a tear escaping from her eye, "Please.. please don't harm me.." She pleaded after the man let his hand down.
"Why would I ever do that?" He spun her around slowly, "It's me, Raxle.. I would never harm you." Alicia stared at him for several long seconds and then held on to him tightly, "I.. I can't stand this anymore.. Why do they hate us?!" Another set of tears rolled down her soft tanned cheek.
"I don't know." He paused for a moment, and realized that she was attached to him. He struggled a bit to loosen her hold, Raxle wasn't not attracted to her, but the attraction was the problem. In such turbulent times what measures would he throw himself and Alicia into?
Raxle put his arm lightly around her shoulder and try'd to say with as much compassion as he could muster, "Come on, lets go inside, get something to eat?"
"Yes.. I'd like that..."
New Vivec, Plaza
"Beware! For I speak the truth, the truth which none may comprehend! Shall you perish in your petty rivalry's? To that I answer yes! But what is petty? And what are the problems? Do you not see the light, the golden beams from the faithful? Invest not in your recollections of the past. Dunmerii, Imperial, Nordic, Aldmer, Bosmer, and Beast folk alike will soon know the judgement of the truth!"
The elderly man inched down the street, constantly muttering and screaming barely coherent sentence fragments of odd wisdom and folly. He had no name, no life, but according to him, his purpose was to spread the light.
Falx Albarnias
New Vivec Inn
Falx peered out the window, "Crazy old fool.."
He turned his attention to spreading the word of the New Legion. Already somewhere near 200 enlistee's had come and gone.
Raxle O'Conner & Alicia
Cave West of Gnisis
Alicia stood at the mouth of the cave, the dark was growing. The wind blew her gown softly, and almost playfully into the air. She let out a small sigh, and then noticed a growing shadow to her left. Her first action was too ready herself for some drunken soldier, obviously yearning for some feminine comfort.
The healer spun around, throwing the gown into a hizzy and brought her dagger to bear on the assailent. Her hand was caught in mid air, and quickly her other was pinned against the wall.
"Let.. me.. go!!" She screamed, "Bastarde!"
The shaddy figure spoke, "Alicia! Quite!" A hand was put over her mouth to cease the coming screams.
"Shhh" The man brought his lips close to her ear, "Calm down.. I'm not going to harm you. Promise me your not going to scream?"
Slowly Alicia nodded her head, a tear escaping from her eye, "Please.. please don't harm me.." She pleaded after the man let his hand down.
"Why would I ever do that?" He spun her around slowly, "It's me, Raxle.. I would never harm you." Alicia stared at him for several long seconds and then held on to him tightly, "I.. I can't stand this anymore.. Why do they hate us?!" Another set of tears rolled down her soft tanned cheek.
"I don't know." He paused for a moment, and realized that she was attached to him. He struggled a bit to loosen her hold, Raxle wasn't not attracted to her, but the attraction was the problem. In such turbulent times what measures would he throw himself and Alicia into?
Raxle put his arm lightly around her shoulder and try'd to say with as much compassion as he could muster, "Come on, lets go inside, get something to eat?"
"Yes.. I'd like that..."
quote=gamer10,Sep 7 2005, 06:23 PM]
Cedris, on the road North
Cedris grabbed the dunmer by the front of the shirt.
"Religion has given me shelter, it is the only one kind enough to pick a beggar off the street and feed and clothe him. You are a foolish non-beliver, and you accuse me of being a common criminal. Your ignorance in the ways of the divines is a worse sin than any crime."
Ced let go of Sel's shirt, and suddenly cooled down. Taking several deep breaths, he turned and started walking North again.
(OOC: I might have too go soon, for at least an hour or two.)
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Sel
"Your religion gave you shelter, so now you hide behind it as a shield." Sel muttered so that Ced wouldn't hear.
Akar
"Believe it or not, I am in Vvardenfell searching for you." Akar answered. "Your last name, Vantinius, only lead me to your parents. So, I tracked down the name Serene, and ended up here. I didn't expect you to be some kind of famous hero."
He deftly dodged the question about his life; he didn't want to make his mother feel bad for giving him away.
Amili, Her Quarters, Telvanni Hall, New Vivec
She heard (or did she sense?) something close by. SHe sat up straight on the edge of her bed.
"Who is there?" she asked cautiously, thinking it one of Melkaan's antics...
Cedris, on the road North
Cedris grabbed the dunmer by the front of the shirt.
"Religion has given me shelter, it is the only one kind enough to pick a beggar off the street and feed and clothe him. You are a foolish non-beliver, and you accuse me of being a common criminal. Your ignorance in the ways of the divines is a worse sin than any crime."
Ced let go of Sel's shirt, and suddenly cooled down. Taking several deep breaths, he turned and started walking North again.
(OOC: I might have too go soon, for at least an hour or two.)
[/quote]
Sel
"Your religion gave you shelter, so now you hide behind it as a shield." Sel muttered so that Ced wouldn't hear.
QUOTE(minque @ Sep 7 2005, 06:31 PM)
Serene, on the way between Urshilaki and Ald Daedroth
Serene smiled and stroke Akarīs chin,
"Ok then now Iīd really like to hear what your life has been like and why you are in Vvardenfell....just now!"
Serene smiled and stroke Akarīs chin,
"Ok then now Iīd really like to hear what your life has been like and why you are in Vvardenfell....just now!"
Akar
"Believe it or not, I am in Vvardenfell searching for you." Akar answered. "Your last name, Vantinius, only lead me to your parents. So, I tracked down the name Serene, and ended up here. I didn't expect you to be some kind of famous hero."
He deftly dodged the question about his life; he didn't want to make his mother feel bad for giving him away.
QUOTE(ShogunSniper @ Sep 7 2005, 05:45 PM)
Endris continued following Amili quietly. They travelled through packed plazas, open hallways and eventually arrived at the Telvanni House Hall. But he kept getting this nagging feeling that this was a very bad idea...
Amili, Her Quarters, Telvanni Hall, New Vivec
She heard (or did she sense?) something close by. SHe sat up straight on the edge of her bed.
"Who is there?" she asked cautiously, thinking it one of Melkaan's antics...
Wred
Vivec
Wred remembered his last conversation with a servant of Isaarin's. The business of information and assassination were giving Vivec quite an ugly face next to the glistering one Megil Tel-Zeke liked to impose. It was a rumor, just a small rumor, that Legionnaires were gathering in Vivec. Wred did not believe it, nor did he care. He promised the citizens of hla Oad he would stop war from coming to their village, and yet his newest orders seemed to do nothing except progress Vvardenfel to warfare.
House Hlaalu was no more facing a threat than creating one. They were breeding their own enemies through treachery and oppression. Isaarin, he was promoting it. Hlaalu was bad enough before he decided to harass Ashlanders, murder Legionnaires and buy assassins left and right. It was him, he was the cause of it. Isaarin was crazy.
Still, he had always been like that. It was just that now he had the means to accomplish his goals. He would be a key instigator on any coming violence, and the facts were right in front of him, if he cared to see. If he bothered, he would see that Redoran, Telvanni and the Legionnaires do have the ability to fight back.
But it was too late for Wred. He made his decision, there was no turning back. He had no one else in all of Tamriel. Well, that wasn't perfectly true. Still, his duty now was to do exactly what he had done before he became a guard at Balmora, hunt down and kill Legionnaires, possibly ones he served with like Kiln.
Thank Stendarr Kiln survived, Wred couldn't help but think. He was already in Perdition, he crossed the line be betrayel many times, but at least... not recently. At least the murder of a comrade was nothing more than distant memory and a bad dream.
So that's them, he thought as he saw eight men walking innocently down the street. He knew what they were. They were regulars, legionnairs, drawn to Vivec, gathered here. If they United, they would post a powerful threat. Wred knew what his mission was. He had to discourage legionnaires from coming to the city. Imagine it, men dressed as regular men, with their true allegiances exposed, and them executed for it by a single man. No legionnaire would dare leave the safety of their camp.
Of course, Wred had accomplished worse. With three knives concealed, one under each arm and one in the ankle, and his broadsword across his back, Wred was more than ready. He looked like a mercenary, with a steel chestplate and grieves, and leather everywhere else, including covering his face.
"Good evening gentlemen," he said, looking at them. One by one they turned back suspiciously. "I'm searching for where the uh... well you know, where we sign-up," he acted relaxed, and breathed deeply, yet he could not be more nervous.
"South a ways, in the Inn. Look for Falx," one of them said.
"Hey thanks," Wred grinned, and offered his hand for a handshake. The Legionnaire gripped it and shook it. At that moment Wred pulled him close and released the dagger from his other hanbd. He swung it around the guys back and stabbed him right in the side of the neck, then let the body drop. The others acted accordingly. surrounding Wred, pulling out their weapons.
Vivec
Wred remembered his last conversation with a servant of Isaarin's. The business of information and assassination were giving Vivec quite an ugly face next to the glistering one Megil Tel-Zeke liked to impose. It was a rumor, just a small rumor, that Legionnaires were gathering in Vivec. Wred did not believe it, nor did he care. He promised the citizens of hla Oad he would stop war from coming to their village, and yet his newest orders seemed to do nothing except progress Vvardenfel to warfare.
House Hlaalu was no more facing a threat than creating one. They were breeding their own enemies through treachery and oppression. Isaarin, he was promoting it. Hlaalu was bad enough before he decided to harass Ashlanders, murder Legionnaires and buy assassins left and right. It was him, he was the cause of it. Isaarin was crazy.
Still, he had always been like that. It was just that now he had the means to accomplish his goals. He would be a key instigator on any coming violence, and the facts were right in front of him, if he cared to see. If he bothered, he would see that Redoran, Telvanni and the Legionnaires do have the ability to fight back.
But it was too late for Wred. He made his decision, there was no turning back. He had no one else in all of Tamriel. Well, that wasn't perfectly true. Still, his duty now was to do exactly what he had done before he became a guard at Balmora, hunt down and kill Legionnaires, possibly ones he served with like Kiln.
Thank Stendarr Kiln survived, Wred couldn't help but think. He was already in Perdition, he crossed the line be betrayel many times, but at least... not recently. At least the murder of a comrade was nothing more than distant memory and a bad dream.
So that's them, he thought as he saw eight men walking innocently down the street. He knew what they were. They were regulars, legionnairs, drawn to Vivec, gathered here. If they United, they would post a powerful threat. Wred knew what his mission was. He had to discourage legionnaires from coming to the city. Imagine it, men dressed as regular men, with their true allegiances exposed, and them executed for it by a single man. No legionnaire would dare leave the safety of their camp.
Of course, Wred had accomplished worse. With three knives concealed, one under each arm and one in the ankle, and his broadsword across his back, Wred was more than ready. He looked like a mercenary, with a steel chestplate and grieves, and leather everywhere else, including covering his face.
"Good evening gentlemen," he said, looking at them. One by one they turned back suspiciously. "I'm searching for where the uh... well you know, where we sign-up," he acted relaxed, and breathed deeply, yet he could not be more nervous.
"South a ways, in the Inn. Look for Falx," one of them said.
"Hey thanks," Wred grinned, and offered his hand for a handshake. The Legionnaire gripped it and shook it. At that moment Wred pulled him close and released the dagger from his other hanbd. He swung it around the guys back and stabbed him right in the side of the neck, then let the body drop. The others acted accordingly. surrounding Wred, pulling out their weapons.
QUOTE(Dantrag @ Sep 7 2005, 10:12 PM)
She heard (or did she sense?) something close by. SHe sat up straight on the edge of her bed.
"Who is there?" she asked cautiously, thinking it one of Melkaan's antics...
"Who is there?" she asked cautiously, thinking it one of Melkaan's antics...
"Hah, you got me," Endris said putting his hands in the air and despelling the invisibility spell, "I got bored so I decided to follow you. Nice place, by the way," he said flipping through some books on her bookshelf.
Even at his age he still had some crazy teenage Dunmer left in him. Once you got to know Endris, he wouldn't seem like the type to be GrandMaster of the Morag Tong...
OOC: I gave amili a bookshelf, hope you dont mind dantrag
(OOC: The was only part one, I realzied my post was too long and seperated it into two)
Wred
Vivec
Wred pulled out his boardsword and sized them up. Four of them charged from different directions, the other three stayed back. Wred pushed forward, his blade out to block one's swing, he shoved him out of the way, avoiding the clash in the center. He turned his body and swung his sword again, slicing the shoulder of his foe, then turned to run.
He ran four feet, and fought the first one to reach him. He simply parried the sword with one hand and used the free hand the punch the soldier in the face, then brought his sword around and with both hands stabbed. The soldier feel back from the blow to his chest and squeeled quite loudly. People would come any minute, he had to act fast. He charged with the sword acting defensively to block the stabs and slashes as he pushed forward, shoving two legionnaires to the ground, he turned to meet the other, and slammed his sword against the man's head, then turned to finish off one on the ground.
He felt a great sense of relief wash over him. Four foes were on the ground, one shoved, one stunned, one mortally wounded, and the other with an arm hanging on by the ligaments. Two were dead. He faced two more upright foes, and they were upon him at once. Two slashes came at different directions. He had to rotate his body around his broad sword so it would catch both, then had no choice but the drop the broadsword. The legionnaire closest to him couldn't quite react to the strange move, and never saw the dagger flip out from Wred's sleeve and hit him in the neck.
The final legionnaire nearly had him in the back, but Wred side-stepped. The man kept on him aggressively, and the one he shoved to the ground was on his feet. Wred waited for a powerful swing to fly past him, then moved in and grabbed the man's hand, twisting it so he dropped the sword, then pushing him to the ground, giving Wred time to grab his broadsword just in time to meet a legionnaire. He gave two hard slahes then cut his blade into the man's leg. He squeeled and rolled back, but not before Wred got a good stab into his pelvis. With his follow through, Wred spun his blade around and swung it hard enough to finish off the final unwounded man on the ground.
Only the one hit by the flat side of the blade and the one with the sliced shoulder survived. Wred Halius managed to escape before too many people congregated, but a few witnesses watched him flee. He cleaned his blade off with his leather sleeves, ditched his armor in the sewers and donned his regular Hlaalu armor which he stashed earlier, then walked into the House Hlaalu council room as though nothing had happened. His sin for the night? Six kills.
Wred
Vivec
Wred pulled out his boardsword and sized them up. Four of them charged from different directions, the other three stayed back. Wred pushed forward, his blade out to block one's swing, he shoved him out of the way, avoiding the clash in the center. He turned his body and swung his sword again, slicing the shoulder of his foe, then turned to run.
He ran four feet, and fought the first one to reach him. He simply parried the sword with one hand and used the free hand the punch the soldier in the face, then brought his sword around and with both hands stabbed. The soldier feel back from the blow to his chest and squeeled quite loudly. People would come any minute, he had to act fast. He charged with the sword acting defensively to block the stabs and slashes as he pushed forward, shoving two legionnaires to the ground, he turned to meet the other, and slammed his sword against the man's head, then turned to finish off one on the ground.
He felt a great sense of relief wash over him. Four foes were on the ground, one shoved, one stunned, one mortally wounded, and the other with an arm hanging on by the ligaments. Two were dead. He faced two more upright foes, and they were upon him at once. Two slashes came at different directions. He had to rotate his body around his broad sword so it would catch both, then had no choice but the drop the broadsword. The legionnaire closest to him couldn't quite react to the strange move, and never saw the dagger flip out from Wred's sleeve and hit him in the neck.
The final legionnaire nearly had him in the back, but Wred side-stepped. The man kept on him aggressively, and the one he shoved to the ground was on his feet. Wred waited for a powerful swing to fly past him, then moved in and grabbed the man's hand, twisting it so he dropped the sword, then pushing him to the ground, giving Wred time to grab his broadsword just in time to meet a legionnaire. He gave two hard slahes then cut his blade into the man's leg. He squeeled and rolled back, but not before Wred got a good stab into his pelvis. With his follow through, Wred spun his blade around and swung it hard enough to finish off the final unwounded man on the ground.
Only the one hit by the flat side of the blade and the one with the sliced shoulder survived. Wred Halius managed to escape before too many people congregated, but a few witnesses watched him flee. He cleaned his blade off with his leather sleeves, ditched his armor in the sewers and donned his regular Hlaalu armor which he stashed earlier, then walked into the House Hlaalu council room as though nothing had happened. His sin for the night? Six kills.
QUOTE(ShogunSniper @ Sep 7 2005, 10:00 PM)
"Hah, you got me," Endris said putting his hands in the air and despelling the invisibility spell, "I got bored so I decided to follow you. Nice place, by the way," he said flipping through some books on her bookshelf.
Even at his age he still had some crazy teenage Dunmer left in him. Once you got to know Endris, he wouldn't seem like the type to be GrandMaster of the Morag Tong...
OOC: I gave amili a bookshelf, hope you dont mind dantrag
Even at his age he still had some crazy teenage Dunmer left in him. Once you got to know Endris, he wouldn't seem like the type to be GrandMaster of the Morag Tong...
OOC: I gave amili a bookshelf, hope you dont mind dantrag
OOC: what kind of mage doesn't have a bookshelf?
Amili
She snacthed the book he was holding and carefully put it back on the shelf. "Don't touch anything."
"I assume more than just boredom brought you here. What do you want?"
En'Fel
Urshilaku
There was a lot of talk, and a lot of reunion, after En'Fel finished his speech. He was on air. He completed his task, and had nothing more to do...
except...
Melkaan Uvirith, that name was still plastered to his mind.
Nibani stared at thim, looking concerned. She noticed an exchange of looks and walked over to him, "Hello En'Fel, you have a talent for public speaking."
"Thank you," he bowed to her, his braids sweeping across the ground.
"Kaushad will be here within an hour to walk the Ashkhans to Zergonipal," she went on, "He is very close, I feel his presence."
"Oh, very good then," En'Fel offered half-heartedly.
"You will not need to go there," she added.
En'Fel gave her a strange look.
"Come," she smiled, and led him to her yurt. "Here, sit in the center." En'Fel obeyed, and she began performing a ritual on him. He saw a flash before his eyes, and tried to lurch away, only to find himself off balance in the streets of a city. He looked puzzled, then realized it was teleportation... but where?
New Vivec
Then, in front of him, in Tamrielic, he saw it engraved, "Talvanni Council Hall."
"Melkaan Uvirith," he breathed the sinful name, and began his walk. He carried no weapon, his bonesword was still at urshilaku, but he was sure it would not be needed. His hands ignited in icy fury, and he walked toward the entrance.
Urshilaku
There was a lot of talk, and a lot of reunion, after En'Fel finished his speech. He was on air. He completed his task, and had nothing more to do...
except...
Melkaan Uvirith, that name was still plastered to his mind.
Nibani stared at thim, looking concerned. She noticed an exchange of looks and walked over to him, "Hello En'Fel, you have a talent for public speaking."
"Thank you," he bowed to her, his braids sweeping across the ground.
"Kaushad will be here within an hour to walk the Ashkhans to Zergonipal," she went on, "He is very close, I feel his presence."
"Oh, very good then," En'Fel offered half-heartedly.
"You will not need to go there," she added.
En'Fel gave her a strange look.
"Come," she smiled, and led him to her yurt. "Here, sit in the center." En'Fel obeyed, and she began performing a ritual on him. He saw a flash before his eyes, and tried to lurch away, only to find himself off balance in the streets of a city. He looked puzzled, then realized it was teleportation... but where?
New Vivec
Then, in front of him, in Tamrielic, he saw it engraved, "Talvanni Council Hall."
"Melkaan Uvirith," he breathed the sinful name, and began his walk. He carried no weapon, his bonesword was still at urshilaku, but he was sure it would not be needed. His hands ignited in icy fury, and he walked toward the entrance.
OOC: how dare you all impede in my perfect city. all shall suffer.
Megil, New Vivec
Idiots
Megil thought to himself. 4 legionaires dead, ten ordinators witnessed the scene but did not interfere. Megil had had enough reports for today, things were escalating fast in Vivec. Irrate and angry megil flung the papers from his desk, marched out of his office and hall of justice slamming each and everydoor he walked through. all who knew him avoided him. the eyes not glowing but blazing blue flames, that leapt out of the corners of his eyes.
The city of New Vivec suddenly under rumbling storm clouds, that waves becoming crested and choppy.
Megil dismissed all the bodyguards watching him, and walked of into the city alone.
Megil, New Vivec
Idiots
Megil thought to himself. 4 legionaires dead, ten ordinators witnessed the scene but did not interfere. Megil had had enough reports for today, things were escalating fast in Vivec. Irrate and angry megil flung the papers from his desk, marched out of his office and hall of justice slamming each and everydoor he walked through. all who knew him avoided him. the eyes not glowing but blazing blue flames, that leapt out of the corners of his eyes.
The city of New Vivec suddenly under rumbling storm clouds, that waves becoming crested and choppy.
Megil dismissed all the bodyguards watching him, and walked of into the city alone.
En'fel
New Vivec
"Hey, what are you doing here?" demanded one of the Ordinators in front of the door.
"I have business with Melkaan Uvirith," En'Fel stated confidently.
"Yeah, what sort? What's your name?" the Ordinator badgered.
"My name is not your business," En'Fel retorted.
"But your business is," the ordinator shot back.
"I'm Melkaan Uvirith's new aid," En'Fel stated.
"Ha!" the ordinator laughed, "Everyone knows the Pyromancer Amili is Meklaan's aid. Get out of here commoner."
"She was fired," he attempted.
"She's in there right now!" the Ordinator yelled. En'Fel gritted his teeth and stormed off. He would have to wait outside for Melkaan to leave and get him then. In the mean time, he figured he might as well find a weapon, and possibly a place to stay the night. He still had several of those Telvannics he stole from the scouts, he could probably afford something with them.
As he worked this out, he quickly realized he had become lost faster than he had teleported to the city in the first place.
New Vivec
"Hey, what are you doing here?" demanded one of the Ordinators in front of the door.
"I have business with Melkaan Uvirith," En'Fel stated confidently.
"Yeah, what sort? What's your name?" the Ordinator badgered.
"My name is not your business," En'Fel retorted.
"But your business is," the ordinator shot back.
"I'm Melkaan Uvirith's new aid," En'Fel stated.
"Ha!" the ordinator laughed, "Everyone knows the Pyromancer Amili is Meklaan's aid. Get out of here commoner."
"She was fired," he attempted.
"She's in there right now!" the Ordinator yelled. En'Fel gritted his teeth and stormed off. He would have to wait outside for Melkaan to leave and get him then. In the mean time, he figured he might as well find a weapon, and possibly a place to stay the night. He still had several of those Telvannics he stole from the scouts, he could probably afford something with them.
As he worked this out, he quickly realized he had become lost faster than he had teleported to the city in the first place.
Megil- Telvanni quarter, New vivec
Megil's mind jumped back and forth on what to do, how to maintain control fo the city. a small voice knocked at the back of his head, but Megil refused to listen to it.
in his introspective rage Megil ran smack into someone, who megil couldn't tell as he had knocked the other man over.
Megil's mind jumped back and forth on what to do, how to maintain control fo the city. a small voice knocked at the back of his head, but Megil refused to listen to it.
in his introspective rage Megil ran smack into someone, who megil couldn't tell as he had knocked the other man over.
Frightened, and alone it was not long before En'Fel became completely disoriented in the cold city. He passed a towering building and as he walked, looked up at it, amazed at its height.
WHAM
En'Fel felt himself shoved off balanced and fell to the ground. He caught himself which his hands, and like usual when he lost control or was disoriented, he got a little nervous, and whenever he was nervous, his palms acted up, as a reflex the ground he touched frosted over.
He turned his head. There he saw a dunmer like none he had ever seen before. He was just a little too amazed to get angry at the dunmer, but he managed.
"You disrespectful creature!" he teethed.
WHAM
En'Fel felt himself shoved off balanced and fell to the ground. He caught himself which his hands, and like usual when he lost control or was disoriented, he got a little nervous, and whenever he was nervous, his palms acted up, as a reflex the ground he touched frosted over.
He turned his head. There he saw a dunmer like none he had ever seen before. He was just a little too amazed to get angry at the dunmer, but he managed.
"You disrespectful creature!" he teethed.
Megil-Telvanni quarter
"You should watch were you are going you inconsiderate filth." Megil spat back angrily
without lending a hand to pull the man up, megil stepped over him and began to walk past him.
"You should watch were you are going you inconsiderate filth." Megil spat back angrily
without lending a hand to pull the man up, megil stepped over him and began to walk past him.
En'Fel
Telvanni district
En'Fel could not believe his ears. he was no filth, he was a hero among his people. He woukd be treated as such, even as a stranger, even unknown to the world.
"Watch who you're talking to!" he sneered, his hands clenched which mist steaming from them.
Telvanni district
En'Fel could not believe his ears. he was no filth, he was a hero among his people. He woukd be treated as such, even as a stranger, even unknown to the world.
"Watch who you're talking to!" he sneered, his hands clenched which mist steaming from them.
Megil, same as before
Megil looked back over his shoulder at the figure, a smirk on his face. he slowly turned around.
"so you want a fight? fine by me, i was bored anyways," Megil said thrusting out a kickk at the man's chest.
Megil looked back over his shoulder at the figure, a smirk on his face. he slowly turned around.
"so you want a fight? fine by me, i was bored anyways," Megil said thrusting out a kickk at the man's chest.
En'Fel tensed up as it came, and felt himself slide back and hit the ground. His mind awakened.
Relax, focus, keep your eyes on him, move like a cloud, strike like lightning, hit hard, wait for him to open himself, keep your head low
It all flashed back, things that had lost him since all he had done recently was try to tell people to fight, or rely on his abilities in magic. He leapt to his feet and began floating, his arms out. "Tell me, why so blue?" he taunted as he swung a hard right.. feint, and twisted his body around for a three-sixty hook kick (he doesn't know all the names but that's what he's doing) toward his opponents head.
Relax, focus, keep your eyes on him, move like a cloud, strike like lightning, hit hard, wait for him to open himself, keep your head low
It all flashed back, things that had lost him since all he had done recently was try to tell people to fight, or rely on his abilities in magic. He leapt to his feet and began floating, his arms out. "Tell me, why so blue?" he taunted as he swung a hard right.. feint, and twisted his body around for a three-sixty hook kick (he doesn't know all the names but that's what he's doing) toward his opponents head.
Megil ignored the feint and as the man began his kick, megil dropped down and thrust his right leg into the man's supporting leg, knocking him off balance.
En'Fel
Telvanni district
En'Fel saw the man drop down and thrust his leg out, and he quickly realized he would not beat the mer with speed. He threw his leg into the air before it could be knock off balance and continued his twist, now completely airborne, bringing his kicking leg back and the other one forward, now lower, and with even more momentum, but again for his head.
On the ground now? Fool try to dodge this
Telvanni district
En'Fel saw the man drop down and thrust his leg out, and he quickly realized he would not beat the mer with speed. He threw his leg into the air before it could be knock off balance and continued his twist, now completely airborne, bringing his kicking leg back and the other one forward, now lower, and with even more momentum, but again for his head.
On the ground now? Fool try to dodge this
Megil could see it coming as if it were in slow motion. he held out his arms in front of him and grabbed on to the man's spinning leg, he pushed against the force of the blow and then pivoted his weight so as to twist the man's center of gravity and slam him to the ground.
Megil got to his feet and drew the sword, he held the point to the man's neck.
"be glad I'm merciful or you'd be dead right now"
he then returned the sword to the scabbard.
Megil got to his feet and drew the sword, he held the point to the man's neck.
"be glad I'm merciful or you'd be dead right now"
he then returned the sword to the scabbard.
En'Fel
Telvanni district
En'Fel felt his leg grabbed, and chills made laps around his spine. He felt molested, being blocked in such a way. No one could be that fast. As he was turned about he struggled to keep himself balanced and reacted quickly to keep himself from slamming into the ground, his hands catching his fall.
Next thing he knew the sword was at his neck, so he stopped moving and breathed lightly.
When the sword returned to its scabbard, En'Fel whispered just loud enough for the mer to hear, "You are... unnatural," and with that sped off across the city streets into the night. He would never forget that face. A thought ran across his mind. If that was Melkaan uvirith he ran into... no, it couldn't be.
Telvanni district
En'Fel felt his leg grabbed, and chills made laps around his spine. He felt molested, being blocked in such a way. No one could be that fast. As he was turned about he struggled to keep himself balanced and reacted quickly to keep himself from slamming into the ground, his hands catching his fall.
Next thing he knew the sword was at his neck, so he stopped moving and breathed lightly.
When the sword returned to its scabbard, En'Fel whispered just loud enough for the mer to hear, "You are... unnatural," and with that sped off across the city streets into the night. He would never forget that face. A thought ran across his mind. If that was Melkaan uvirith he ran into... no, it couldn't be.
QUOTE(Dantrag @ Sep 7 2005, 11:50 PM)
Amili
She snacthed the book he was holding and carefully put it back on the shelf. "Don't touch anything."
"I assume more than just boredom brought you here. What do you want?"
She snacthed the book he was holding and carefully put it back on the shelf. "Don't touch anything."
"I assume more than just boredom brought you here. What do you want?"
Endris replied "Actually, you assume wrong. Boredom is what brought me here. Boredom and curiousity. I haven't seen the Telvanni District much and have never been in one of the higher-up's rooms. Tell me, where do you hail fro--" Edris heard a ruckus outside, he opened Amili's door and peaked out only to see Megil himself fighting a Dunmer; with no guards. Endris quickly dodged back inside, "Megil's out there!" he said in a loud whisper.
Aegir
Vvardenfell
North, Urshilaku Camp
Aegir stayed anonymous in the yurt of the meeting, sitting by the opening. With his eyes closed he listened as he thought about it all...
"We could attack Tel Vos, having the chance to flank them from the north and south. Or we could attack Vos itself, sneaking past Tel Vos taking away most of their supplies coming by the sea" Aegir said with his eyes closing, for-seeing the attack in his own mind. He knew that Tel Vos was mostly a fortress, towers full of mages.
"I would like to be among the troops when we attack, my spells could help alot in distracting the enemy" Aegir added.
Arneth
Vvardenfell
Ald'Ruhn, old Fighter's Guild
Arneth had walked around in the Fighter's Guild for sometime, it all looked clear but most equipment that belonged to the guild had been taken. He moved back into the room where Cal and Kiln was seeing them both resting.
"Why would the Dunmer's attack the Fighter's Guild after all we done, it's a shame to come in here attacking the members and looting valuable items to the guild. But there's something going on here, these mysterious people have arrived here in Ald'Ruhn and I bring alot of danger knowing that many Dunmer's are after me. Stay sharp" Arneth demanded, taking of his backpack putting in a closet and taking up his sword. The ebony sword had stayed in shape all this years and the fire enchantments made it look like it was like hot steel. He took up some old cloth and took of the blood on it before he sat down on a chair by the bed taking up a little flask of brandy.
"A little couldn't hurt" he said with a grin before taking all down in one sip and throwing the empty flask away. Arneth leaned back and closed his eyes but stayed awake.
Vvardenfell
North, Urshilaku Camp
Aegir stayed anonymous in the yurt of the meeting, sitting by the opening. With his eyes closed he listened as he thought about it all...
"We could attack Tel Vos, having the chance to flank them from the north and south. Or we could attack Vos itself, sneaking past Tel Vos taking away most of their supplies coming by the sea" Aegir said with his eyes closing, for-seeing the attack in his own mind. He knew that Tel Vos was mostly a fortress, towers full of mages.
"I would like to be among the troops when we attack, my spells could help alot in distracting the enemy" Aegir added.
Arneth
Vvardenfell
Ald'Ruhn, old Fighter's Guild
Arneth had walked around in the Fighter's Guild for sometime, it all looked clear but most equipment that belonged to the guild had been taken. He moved back into the room where Cal and Kiln was seeing them both resting.
"Why would the Dunmer's attack the Fighter's Guild after all we done, it's a shame to come in here attacking the members and looting valuable items to the guild. But there's something going on here, these mysterious people have arrived here in Ald'Ruhn and I bring alot of danger knowing that many Dunmer's are after me. Stay sharp" Arneth demanded, taking of his backpack putting in a closet and taking up his sword. The ebony sword had stayed in shape all this years and the fire enchantments made it look like it was like hot steel. He took up some old cloth and took of the blood on it before he sat down on a chair by the bed taking up a little flask of brandy.
"A little couldn't hurt" he said with a grin before taking all down in one sip and throwing the empty flask away. Arneth leaned back and closed his eyes but stayed awake.
Cal - Ald Ruhn, old Fighter's Guild
Cal was still awake, even though he lay quite comfortable. Cal heard Arneth, and took his sword and lay it besides him. "I hope we don't get into trouble for doing this.", Cal said quietly to Arneth. Then he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Cal was still awake, even though he lay quite comfortable. Cal heard Arneth, and took his sword and lay it besides him. "I hope we don't get into trouble for doing this.", Cal said quietly to Arneth. Then he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Anthanes- Ald'ruhn
Anthanes, believing nobody to be inside the manor, dragged himself to the old fighter's guild with difficulty. Crawling to where he knew the former guildmember's beds were, he found them occupied...
Anthanes, believing nobody to be inside the manor, dragged himself to the old fighter's guild with difficulty. Crawling to where he knew the former guildmember's beds were, he found them occupied...
Konrad sighed as he watched Sel leave, glaring slightly at the strange man who was leading him out . Dismissing the man as a fool he looked back at the room, smiling at Leni. It was time to depart.
As he crossed over the threshhold of the door he nodded to Kyara, smiling. "Thanks, but I must be off." he told her, before turning away and walking from the Manor.
He entered the armoury, looking around him. Weapons were laced along the walls, dried blood apparent on some of the older weapons. He purchased an ebony longsword, swinging it a few times in the shop to get a feel for it.
He payed the Orc quickly then exited the Armoury, wondering when it had been built. He walked into the middle of the street and started trying to rejuvinate his fighting prowess, swinging at invisible opponents.
As he crossed over the threshhold of the door he nodded to Kyara, smiling. "Thanks, but I must be off." he told her, before turning away and walking from the Manor.
He entered the armoury, looking around him. Weapons were laced along the walls, dried blood apparent on some of the older weapons. He purchased an ebony longsword, swinging it a few times in the shop to get a feel for it.
He payed the Orc quickly then exited the Armoury, wondering when it had been built. He walked into the middle of the street and started trying to rejuvinate his fighting prowess, swinging at invisible opponents.
Jonacin followed along behind Serene and Saryn, or Akar as he had come to be known, with Nibani, listening to their conversation as he went
Amili
"Stop being stup-." she said as she looked out the door. "Well," she said, stopping herself. "I guess he is."
She made no move towrds him though; there was nothing smart about killing someone as important as Megil out in the streets. She didn't voice her opinions though; again, Vivec could have ears...
"Stop being stup-." she said as she looked out the door. "Well," she said, stopping herself. "I guess he is."
She made no move towrds him though; there was nothing smart about killing someone as important as Megil out in the streets. She didn't voice her opinions though; again, Vivec could have ears...
Serene, somewhere between Urshilaki and Ald Daedroth
Serene and Akas walked side by side without talking for a while, she thought about what he just said....he went to Vvardenfell to look for her...that gave her a warm feeling, but the best thing was that he didnīt hate her.....now naturally he would take part in the coming war, she was convinced he would.....
But the worst thing was that she suspected Jonacin also would do it......that tormented her....she didnīt want him hurt again....oh and of course she didnīt want anything bad happen to Akar as well.....but maybe.....hmmm
"Jonacin", she turned to her husband, "Are you ok? how are you and Sinnamu coping? Maybe we shall camp for the night soon, and try to prepare some food?"
Kyara, Morvayn Manor
It really was a shame that Konrad had to leave, Kyara was really annoyed....why was it that as soon as she found a nice man...something would come in the way?
She took Leni and went upstairs......it was about time they got supper......she wondered where master Jonacin and mistress Serene were just now...but she was used to be alone with Leni..it had happened before
Serene and Akas walked side by side without talking for a while, she thought about what he just said....he went to Vvardenfell to look for her...that gave her a warm feeling, but the best thing was that he didnīt hate her.....now naturally he would take part in the coming war, she was convinced he would.....
But the worst thing was that she suspected Jonacin also would do it......that tormented her....she didnīt want him hurt again....oh and of course she didnīt want anything bad happen to Akar as well.....but maybe.....hmmm
"Jonacin", she turned to her husband, "Are you ok? how are you and Sinnamu coping? Maybe we shall camp for the night soon, and try to prepare some food?"
Kyara, Morvayn Manor
It really was a shame that Konrad had to leave, Kyara was really annoyed....why was it that as soon as she found a nice man...something would come in the way?
She took Leni and went upstairs......it was about time they got supper......she wondered where master Jonacin and mistress Serene were just now...but she was used to be alone with Leni..it had happened before
Akar, somewhere between Urshilaki and Ald Daedroth
Akar immediately sat down by a rock, not waiting for Jonacin to answer. They had walked awhile, and allowing them a rest ws the least he could do for making them walk instead of levitating.
He put his hand behind his back as if he was getting something out of his pack. It wasn't there!
He suddenly remembered that the Telvanni soldiers had taken it, and all he had grabbed was his sword.
Damnit! My pipe was in that... he thought sourly; that was his favorite skooma pipe.
Akar immediately sat down by a rock, not waiting for Jonacin to answer. They had walked awhile, and allowing them a rest ws the least he could do for making them walk instead of levitating.
He put his hand behind his back as if he was getting something out of his pack. It wasn't there!
He suddenly remembered that the Telvanni soldiers had taken it, and all he had grabbed was his sword.
Damnit! My pipe was in that... he thought sourly; that was his favorite skooma pipe.
Cal - Ald Ruhn Old Fighter's Guild
Cal woke up suddenly by the sound of footsteps. He grapped Silverbloom and jumped out of bed. "Who are you?!", Cal shouted at the stranger, pointing his sword at him. "I said, who are you, and what are you doing here?!", Cal shouted again, with a tad of anger in his voice.
Cal woke up suddenly by the sound of footsteps. He grapped Silverbloom and jumped out of bed. "Who are you?!", Cal shouted at the stranger, pointing his sword at him. "I said, who are you, and what are you doing here?!", Cal shouted again, with a tad of anger in his voice.
Dalrus, New Vivec
Dalrus woke up in her room at an inn, today she must go to hlaalu district to look over the treasury "Ryden! prepare my bags, we're going to be staying at the old curio manor" with that they headed for the hlaau district
Darum, Urshilaku Camp
"Yes i think we should attack Vos first, if we were to attack Tel Vos first, the people of Vos would be able to escape to Tel Mora or any other Telvanni city, if we attack the town first it will strike more of a blow to them"
Dalrus woke up in her room at an inn, today she must go to hlaalu district to look over the treasury "Ryden! prepare my bags, we're going to be staying at the old curio manor" with that they headed for the hlaau district
Darum, Urshilaku Camp
"Yes i think we should attack Vos first, if we were to attack Tel Vos first, the people of Vos would be able to escape to Tel Mora or any other Telvanni city, if we attack the town first it will strike more of a blow to them"
Serene between Urshilaki and Ald Daedroth
"Sar..ehh Akar have you lost something?" Serene smiled, she knew perfectly well what her son was looking for...good thing he lost that wretched pipe....skooma-smoking was nothing she approved of..even though it was pretty tasty ....she knew that from practise but she never told anyone
Sinnamu Mirpal was pleased they made a rest...ever though she was carried mostly by Jonacin.....her back ached...and she was exhausted ..just plain exhausted
"It is an honour to be carried of the greatest Hero in Vvardenfell" she said to Jonacin as he put her down
"Sar..ehh Akar have you lost something?" Serene smiled, she knew perfectly well what her son was looking for...good thing he lost that wretched pipe....skooma-smoking was nothing she approved of..even though it was pretty tasty ....she knew that from practise but she never told anyone
Sinnamu Mirpal was pleased they made a rest...ever though she was carried mostly by Jonacin.....her back ached...and she was exhausted ..just plain exhausted
"It is an honour to be carried of the greatest Hero in Vvardenfell" she said to Jonacin as he put her down
Akar
"Yes, I have..." he answered. "And you can call me Saryn." he said, smiling. "Tough it will take some time to get used to it..."
"Yes, I have..." he answered. "And you can call me Saryn." he said, smiling. "Tough it will take some time to get used to it..."
Megil, New Vivec
Megil got little sleep that night, he roamed the city for many hours and didn't return to the manor until early morning. he slept for less than half an hour and being unable to work, he headed to the office, ready to deal with whatever else was thrown his way.
Megil got little sleep that night, he roamed the city for many hours and didn't return to the manor until early morning. he slept for less than half an hour and being unable to work, he headed to the office, ready to deal with whatever else was thrown his way.
Arneth
Vvardenfell
Ald'Ruhn, the old Fighter's Guild
Arneth had dozed of for a little moment where he suddently heard Cal. He threw himself forwards grabbing his ebony sword looking over at Cal who was looking out from the room at a half-breed.
Arneth ran forward with his sword ready when he suddently could see it was Anthanes.
"Wait!" Arneth cried out to Cal holding his sword in front of him keeping him from Anthanes.
"Anthanes is that you!?" Arneth questioned...
Vvardenfell
Ald'Ruhn, the old Fighter's Guild
Arneth had dozed of for a little moment where he suddently heard Cal. He threw himself forwards grabbing his ebony sword looking over at Cal who was looking out from the room at a half-breed.
Arneth ran forward with his sword ready when he suddently could see it was Anthanes.
"Wait!" Arneth cried out to Cal holding his sword in front of him keeping him from Anthanes.
"Anthanes is that you!?" Arneth questioned...
QUOTE(Dantrag @ Sep 8 2005, 09:22 PM)
Akar
"Yes, I have..." he answered. "And you can call me Saryn." he said, smiling. "Tough it will take some time to get used to it..."
"Yes, I have..." he answered. "And you can call me Saryn." he said, smiling. "Tough it will take some time to get used to it..."
"Okay, Saryn....well I donīt have a skooma-pipe but....try this..." Serene smiled as she handed him a small brown vial, "Be careful, itīs a killer"
OOC: itīs moon-sugar, refined and mixed with brandy, rather potent stuff....
used for medical purposes mainly but a small sip have very nice effects.. 
( OOC: I'm off - have 2 hours gym EARLY tomorrow morning )
)
QUOTE(minque @ Sep 8 2005, 03:35 PM)
"Okay, Saryn....well I donīt have a skooma-pipe but....try this..." Serene smiled as she handed him a small brown vial, "Be careful, itīs a killer"
OOC: itīs moon-sugar, refined and mixed with brandy, rather potent stuff.... used for medical purposes mainly but a small sip have very nice effects..
OOC: itīs moon-sugar, refined and mixed with brandy, rather potent stuff....
used for medical purposes mainly but a small sip have very nice effects.. Akar
"No, thank you." he said, politely declining. It just wasn't the same....
(OOC: What time of day is it? . . . Oh well.)
Cedris, On the road North
Ced stopped and took a drink from his water flask. They had been walking for several hours now and though it had not been hard, he found himself tiring much too quickly. On top of the strange sick feeling he had, his tiredness was not a good addition.
"Hold here for a few minutes." He said, slumping onto the ground.
Cedris, On the road North
Ced stopped and took a drink from his water flask. They had been walking for several hours now and though it had not been hard, he found himself tiring much too quickly. On top of the strange sick feeling he had, his tiredness was not a good addition.
"Hold here for a few minutes." He said, slumping onto the ground.
Kiln-Ald Ruhn, Fighters Guild
As he sat there in the darkness, Kiln heard Cal and Arneth shuffling to their feet and moving across the room. He reached down and pulled his blade, taking a few steps before tripping over the remains of a chair.
Ah, they'll probably be fine...
Kiln looked around, his vision was terribly blurred and distorted. He couldn't see far ahead of himself and decided now would not be the best time to do anything, he pushed his back to a shelf nearby and sat there.
He stood up and stumbled a few feet away before hunching over and emptying the contents of his stomach on the floor.
Hope everything's okay, there's nothing I'll be able to do if theres a fight.
Defeated by the booze, Kiln stumbled back to where he had been sitting and pushed up against the shelf in the corner once again.
"You guys...alright up there?" Kiln yelled in a slurred voice
As he sat there in the darkness, Kiln heard Cal and Arneth shuffling to their feet and moving across the room. He reached down and pulled his blade, taking a few steps before tripping over the remains of a chair.
Ah, they'll probably be fine...
Kiln looked around, his vision was terribly blurred and distorted. He couldn't see far ahead of himself and decided now would not be the best time to do anything, he pushed his back to a shelf nearby and sat there.
He stood up and stumbled a few feet away before hunching over and emptying the contents of his stomach on the floor.
Hope everything's okay, there's nothing I'll be able to do if theres a fight.
Defeated by the booze, Kiln stumbled back to where he had been sitting and pushed up against the shelf in the corner once again.
"You guys...alright up there?" Kiln yelled in a slurred voice
"Sp how is everyone holding up?" Ready to move on again, or will we rest for a while longer"
QUOTE(gamer10 @ Sep 8 2005, 05:20 PM)
(OOC: What time of day is it? . . . Oh well.)
Cedris, On the road North
Ced stopped and took a drink from his water flask. They had been walking for several hours now and though it had not been hard, he found himself tiring much too quickly. On top of the strange sick feeling he had, his tiredness was not a good addition.
"Hold here for a few minutes." He said, slumping onto the ground.
Cedris, On the road North
Ced stopped and took a drink from his water flask. They had been walking for several hours now and though it had not been hard, he found himself tiring much too quickly. On top of the strange sick feeling he had, his tiredness was not a good addition.
"Hold here for a few minutes." He said, slumping onto the ground.
Sel, on the road again...
Sel sat down, but only after separating himself a bit from Ced.
"what's wrong with you?"
QUOTE(LoneWolf @ Sep 8 2005, 11:31 PM)
"Sp how is everyone holding up?" Ready to move on again, or will we rest for a while longer"
"Itīs OK with me" Serene said, but I donīt know about the others..."
Sinnamu looked at Jonacin, saying:
"Oh Iīd very much like to continue....I want to get home"
Akar
Akar stood up and stretched before walking with the others towards Ald Daedroth.
"Do you live in Vivec?" Akar asked. "I remember seeing a statue of you both..." he said to Jonacin and Serene.
Akar stood up and stretched before walking with the others towards Ald Daedroth.
"Do you live in Vivec?" Akar asked. "I remember seeing a statue of you both..." he said to Jonacin and Serene.
"No, we live in Morvayn Manor in Ald Ruhn. But a friend of ours, Megil, is the one who oversaw construciotn of New Vivec, and he saw fit to make a massive statue of the two of us"
Serene
"I wonder.....if you two could train the Ahemmussa tribesmen into skilled warriors?" theyīll surely need it...
"I wonder.....if you two could train the Ahemmussa tribesmen into skilled warriors?" theyīll surely need it...
"I'll do the best i can Serene. But they'll need better arms and armour than the Chitin toys they use."
OOC: Read "toys" as "crap"
OOC: Read "toys" as "crap"
"Hmm...guess youīre right...so we might try to get some armor for them..or at least help them to get some proper stuff.....At Tel Vos itīs maybe a chance to get hold of some...?
"we can look there. I Think the Ahemmusa would be best suited by Medium armour, as it's closer in weight and flexibilty to the kind of armour they're accustomed to using"
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