Telina, inn

Telina, who had been lost in her own thoughts, when Rahvin had asked her about Gorrmund, suddenly got back to reality again .

"I sent Gorrmund back to Falkreath, simply beacuse, he can take care of himself, and Falkreath needs a ruler...and the fact that Agnar might send mroe assassins, after him, and Brianna, would force them to split up, giving the rest of us a batter chance to survive".

Telina looked around the room, feeling that her eyes started to slip, and then suddenly she was lost in the world of dreams.

OOC: Yes, for those who wonders, she is indeed sleeping.

Arygon was uncomfortable in such a quiet room, so he stood and walked over to the corner and picked up the Lute in the corner. He began playing a soulful song, with a quick beat and a happy tune. He Played quick and fast, sad and slow, happy, rapturous. He played his feelings, his thoughts his dreams, he played until the patrons were crying. He stopped bowed, and started again with a quick song quickly have the crowd pick up the beat, keeping tempo with his playing, I may be the worst in Valenwood right now, but here I'm probably the best they've seen... Arygon stopped "That was Wild Run from
Valenwood, in fact it's being played by me right now... I mean... I played it when I was there..." Arygon swore, he shouldn't have said anything about being in Valenwood right now, it would make them wonder...

Hecate

Hecate stepped out into the light. He seemed calm even thought Deagan was disoriented and held a dagger, Hecate took of his hood gently and slowly, revealing himself to Deagan.

(OOC: I'm going to be off for about 4 hours or till tomorrow)

OOC: I'm not sure if she's asleep or just zoned out.

Rahvin

"But then he's alone, and we're a large group..." he realized that Telina had fallen asleep, so he stopped talking.

There was something more to Telina sending off Gorrmund, but he didn't let it bother him; that was their business, not his. At least now he wouldn't have to worry about getting a fist in the face if he looked at Telina wrong.

He dismissed himself from the table and gently picked Telina up and took her to her room upstairs. After putting her on her bed, he picked a large comfy chair in the corner to sleep in, since there were more people than rooms, someone had to share. He admired Telina's beauty for a long moment before drifting off to sleep himself.

Telina, with Rahvin

Telina, suddenly felt...something strange, even though she was sleeping, and suddenly it was as this inner voice talked to her..."Wake up", and then she sat herself upright.

She looked around a bit, and then in a chair sat..."Rahvin", she said..."what are you doing here".

Rahvin

Rahvin opened one eye. "You fell asleep at the table, so I carried you up here."

"And then I figured I'd sleep here for the night, unless you have any objections."

Telina

"Ah, well, in that case...thanks".

But, I dont have any obligations about you sleeping over here, I dont want to be alone at this moment anyway...I'm just so afraid that something will happen", she said, looking a little embarrased.

Rahvin

Rahvin pulled a nearby chair towards himself to use as a footrest. He propped his feet on it before replying.

"If anything happens, I'm sure you can just put an arrow to the back of his head." he said with a laugh, referring to the earlier battle between them.

Deagan, Inn

As Deagan's vision adjusted he could see exactly who stood before him yet he couldn't bring himself to believe it. As the man withdrew his hood Deagan was sure, his old partner had somehow survived the deadly blow he'd dealt so long ago.

What the hell? How can this be?

Deagan rolled to the side of the bed and stood quickly, still pointing his dagger toward Hecate.

"I thought you were dead...how did you..." Deagan was incredibly confused now and he remained on his guard

His main source of weapons was in the dresser beside Hecate and he didn't dare try to make it to them, he remembered the toxins that his old partner used on his blades.

Damn...didn't I kill you good enough the first time?

"So...how have you been old friend?" Deagan said with a short laugh, knowing that there was little else he could do right now he was giving up

Even now Deagan felt no guilt for stabbing Hecate, it seemed like the best thing to do at the time...

Telina

Hmpf, I'd suppose I could do that, but i'd rather much make an attacker incapable of attacking, instead of killing him...seems less brutal".

What am I doing...my point of view on killing probably seems as that of a little child to this assassin

"But, Rahvin, I must ask you...is there somethign you wish to ask me about, or tell me"?...she had felt something stir in him before, something dark, that he wished to avoid.

OOC. yup, she have some telepathic skills...but nearly as much refined as Briannas are...Telina just feel when there are disruptions in certain emotins.

Rahvin

"What did you have in mind for me to tell you?" he asked, both taken aback and confused by the question.

What does she know? he asked himself silently.

Telina

"Well, I know that you have had..."earlier" problems, otherwise you wouldnt have been where you are now, you dont want to go back to prison do you...but dont worry, I won't tell anyone".

She looked at him, into those big piercing red eyes, the had a glow that struck her very center.

Rahvin

"How do you know about any of that?" he asked a little more defensively than he had wanted.

Telina

"Well, not to seem rude...but sometimes, when people fight, their feelings, and memories are often flung around like leaves in the winter storms".

She sighed a bit, before continuing. "And well, I have an innate ability to catch such feelings and memories...trust me, if I could I would have got rid of it...but I cant, so thats how I know about it, I picked up that memory when we fought last time...and sometimes it can help to talk about things".

Rahvin

"Emotions run high when fighting; I was probably just angry at that Arygon fellow for putting a bolt through my arm." he lied, not really wanting to tell his life story to an almost complete stranger. No matter how pretty that stranger might be.

Arygon stayed up on the stage playing music, and dancing until finally the bartender came over and paid him for entertaining the patrons. Arygon decided to get some more sleep and went up the stairs to the closest room with an unclosed door, and came upon Deagan looking furitive, and a man standing just in the door. " What are you doing here?" Arygon asked the man as he leveled his crossbow to the man's back. "I don't think you should move friend, I've been known to have a.. twitchy trigger finger..."

Telina

"Well, if you say so, I shall not ask you again then", she said back. And she could well understand him, telling something as that would be hard even if you really trusted the person.

"But if you dont mind, I'll go to sleep now", and without even waiting for an answer, she undressed herself, and went to bed, thinking on Rahvin, when she went to sleep.

OOC: I'm going to bed now, 'night you all.

Rahvin

Rahvin nodded, glad that Telina dropped the subject without trying to force anything out of him.

"Good night." he said before drifting off into sleep.

Hecate

"You seem quite surprised Deagan. I thought after all those years we'd been working together I thought you would understand that a dagger in the spine wouldn't hurt me" Hecate said with a laughter, of course he was being sarcastic since it nearly killed him.


Suddenly while Hecate was speaking to Deagan, a Breton came through the door. He noticed both of them and raised his crossbow aiming for Hecate on the other side of the room. Hecate didn't really feel threatend, but he knew this Breton was in the group.

"Why shouldn't I move? Does it look like I'm trying anything here, the problem is that my dear friend Deagan always get a little scared when his friend comes into his private quarters at night" Hecate said with a smile, looking at Deagan. It wasn't a unfamiliar situation for Hecate since he'd experianced it several times before.

"Seems like our chat is over Deagan, I gues I'll be off - I'll come by tomorrow and we'll catch up" Hecate continued before he started walking for the door.

Arygon stepped out of the way watching the man walk toward the door, " Next time, you should visit during the day. It might have... fatal consecqueses (sp) otherwise..." Arygon said watching the man carefully for anything that would be a scabbard or a knife holster...

Hecate

"Sure" Hecate said to the Breton before he walked down the stairs and went out of the inn.

Deagan, Inn

Deagan lowered his dagger, there would be no sleep for him tonight...even with Hecate gone he might come back during the night and take his revenge. Hecate didn't seem angered by the fact that he'd been betrayed by him...thats what bothered Deagan so much.

What the hell was that? There's no way I can sleep now...

As Deagan sat back on the edge of the bed he sighed and then stood quickly, moving around the bed and to the dresser. He took out his belongings and put them in their appropriate locations before heading for the door.

"Thanks Arygon, I owe ya one." Deagan said as he pushed past him and climbed down the stairs

Perhaps Hecate is still here...I need to find out what his reason is for being here...

Hecate

That plan didn't go as I thought Hecate thought as he headed out of the Inn into the streets of Lainlalten. He was unsure of what to do with Deagan, the man had backstabbed him, left him to die.

With Deagan's help he could manage to infiltrate the group, managing to take the life of the pregnant woman with ease, hopefully.

Deagan, Inn

Deagan looked around the first floor of the Inn with no luck, Hecate was gone. He sat on a stool in front of the bar and ordered another drink.

"I'll have your finest...actually...better make that your cheapest." Deagan said to the barkeep with a slight laugh

He drank pretty heavily for a while and talked to the keep...it was likely that Hecate would return soon...he must have wanted something.

"Taking your time I see. That's good. I'd rather wait patiently than have this screwed up," a familiar Breton voice came from a hooded robed man leaning against the wall of a dark alleyway outside the Inn, "Of course, you really should be more careful. After all, you don't want to compromise this mission, do you?" the mysterious man continued, this time slight anger revealing itself in his voice. "I see your plan, but you would do well to cover your thoughts. Brianna can read them, so to speak. Use your hatred for that Deagon fellow to cover your true motive, that should help."

Arygon followed Deagan back down to the 1st floor, and went back to the stage to play the lute. Soon enough a rythmic melody was playing across the inn. Arygon considered inviting Brianna up to sing, as he had no talent in singing, but changed his mind after considering Brianna's sense of propritaries... (I can't remember the right spelling... even if that IS the word it supposed to be...)

OOC: The word is priorities.

Rahvin

Rahvin found himself crouching in a familiar corridor, the floor was lined with a plush red carpet that only served to absorb the sound of his footsteps. The torches around him didn't make him fear capture, because he knew exactly where the guards were.

He had the lock to his destination open in mere seconds, and poked his head in the door. He saw around him a lavish room with ornate furniture and fine belongings, but he ignored them all. He wasn't there for those.

He made his way to a door in the back corner that led to the washroom. He heard humming from behind the door that gave away his taret's position. After slowly opening the door, he continued in his stealthy fashion towards the bathing figure.

Rahvin was crouched behind the man for a few seconds before tightening his resolve. He put his dagger to the man's throat with one hand, and cupped his hand over the lord's mouth with the other.

"You won't order another death, now will you?" was all he said before dunking the man under the water of his own bath. He held on, keeping the man under despite all of the flailing, panic, and splashing. Soon, the movements slowed, and then stopped altogether.

-----

He awoked with a start, finding himself in the same chair in the inn, Telina sleeping soundly in the bed across the room. He stood and washed the sweat from his face in the nearby water basin. He was becoming worried, those dreams hadn't haunted him in years....

OOC: Not that... the word that has something to do with manners...

Arygon finished playing the song, and was extremely tired so he left the stage to head for the bedrooms. He climbed the stairs and having bad luck wth open doors, he opened a closed one. He looked in to see Rahvin washing his face off and Telina asleep in bed. If those two have a romance it's not my problem Arygon thought to himself. He continued on to the next room, and he dived into it and fell asleep.

Sadril, Behind Rahvin

"Your senses obviously fail you while you're in your dream world, Rahvin," Sadril spoke quietly from behind Rahvin as he washed his face. "No matter how much you deny your past it seems to always come back and haunt you in your dreams, am I right?" he conitnued on, as he glided over by the bed silently and hovered over the sleeping Telina. "Pretty girl, it's a shame she goes to waste on that Gorrmund. I'd be in my right mind to draw some blood from her beautiful veins right now, but why rush it?" Sadril rambled on. He seemed to be in the room for no reason other than to stir up trouble, or start a conversation one.

"You know, Agnar isn't dead. Which means the price still remains on Brianna's head. You may be unable to finish the job, but others will come to take your place... And your life," he said grimly, talking low enough so as not to wake Telina, "Not just from Agnar, there is more to work in the shadows. Brianna plays a darker role than you could fathom. But look at me going on," he sighed, "If you want to protect Brianna, be willing to give your life for her, otherwise you may as well leave now."

Deagan, outside teh inn

Deagan stepped outside and looked around briefly before walking to a nearby house, he glanced around him and then climbed the trellis like he'd done so many times before. The window wasn't too high of the ground but it was just out of his reach from the ground, he slid the window up and crawled through slowly.

A man slept in the bed and there was a wanted poster on the desk next to a candle.

Damn posters...I'm practically famous in this town...not exactly famous I guess...

He searched carefully through the desk and grabbed a few gold coins before leaving out the window, there wasn't much in that place...just enough for another night at an inn somewhere.

Deagan considered leaving and going off on his own but decided against it as he climbed back down into the streets...he wouldn't be as safe alone, perhaps Hecate wanted trouble.

He stood on the street considering leaving...if he did he would have nowhere to go...and he decided that he might as well stay with them.

Rahvin

Rahvin was surprised, not so much that Sadril was there, but that he hadn't noticed.

I thought the dreams had stopped...

He listened to Sadril while his tired brain sorted through both his nightmare, his surprise and the current conversation. It didn't get any further than "I could draw some blood from her beautiful veins..."

"If you so much as touch her, I'll kill you, Vampire." he said in the same low voice Sadril was using. Best if Telina wasn't disturbed.

He listened further to the vampire, and got an odd feeling, like Sadril knew alot more than he should about something that everyone else knew nothing about.

"You want something, or else you wouldn't be in my room speaking with me. What do you want? You want me to kill Brianna, is that it? Or maybe you want me to swear allegiance to her? I think it's you who should choose a side, vampire."

"Otherwise you may as well leave now." he finished, using Sadril's own words.

Hecate

"That's what I'm trying to do" Hecate replied, refeering to the last words of the Breton.

He knew what had to be done, he would take his time to get things done, it was what he usually did.



While talking with the Breton near the alleyway, Hecate noticed Deagan breaking into the house. This was typical of him, lurking around and taking the little he could find. Hecate slowly made his way through the shadows up to Deagan.

"You haven't changed much, have you Deagan?" A familiar voice said, coming from behind Deagan.

Deagan, streets

"Does anyone?" He said as he turned to Hecate with a forced smile

He shook his head slowly,

"Tell me my friend why have you gone through the trouble of tracking me down after all these years?" he asked

He looked around the dark streets, he knew that a fight would not be easy here and hoped it would not come to that but he kept his hand near his blade just in case.

Hopefully Hecate is over that little incident after all these years...but who in their right mind would forgive someone that tried to kill them?

Hecate

"Tracking you? Oh no my friend, this is faith I guess, since I had no intention actually meeting you, tracking you would be hard even for me. But now we stand here, like back in the old days" Hecate replied with a smile, before turning to the first question Deagan asked.

"Some people do, some don't. I hope you have, so you don't end up backstabbing all the friends you got in there" He said, waving his head against the Traveller's Inn.

Deagan, streets

"Yeah...the old days...what I wouldn't give..." He started but then stopped when Hecate continued

"You mean to tell me that you haven't been searching for me? You're probably the only one not out for me then..." Deagan asked with a slight hint of disbelief and sarcasm on the last bit

He slowly moved his hand away from his weapon, not a smart action but Deagan truly believed that this man didn't plan on hurting him...not now anyways.

"I don't plan to betray anyone...but I have had the opportunity several times already...it has been tempting. But still I resisted, perhaps I am different than when I worked with you." Deagan said unsure if he was being honest or just making a convincing lie

A guard was walking their way and Deagan stepped off into an alleyway to avoid being sighted, two hooded men talking in the street might arouse suspicion...and Deagan had a high bounty.

Hecate

Hecate followed Deagan into the alleyway with a small smile on his face, this reminded him of the old days, it really did.

"You've resisted it aye? Sounds like someone have changed for the better I suppose" Hecate replied, even thought he doubted what he said. He had just seen Deagan steal twice without hesitating, maybe he hadn't changed - then again, he might.

"One question thought Deagan. Why are you in a group where you've already seen it as tempting to betray them?" Hecate asked, releasing some curousity and seeking some information.

Deagan

Deagan leaned against the wall of the alley as the guard slowly passed in the street with a torch, he relaxed again after a few moments.

"Why am I still with them?" Deagan re-asked the question

He waited for a moment before answering since in reality he had no idea.

"I'll tell you when I figure that out...because I honestly don't know." Deagan said with a smile

I don't see how he doesn't hold a grudge against me...if I were him I would've tried killing myself by now...wait...killing me...errr...ah forget it.

"What exactly brings you around these parts anyways?" Deagan asked

Sadril


Sadril laughed loudly but covered his mouth when he remembered Telina was still sleeping, "Why do you defend her? Taken a liking to her, aye? Or maybe it is Brianna you feel strongly about? After all, it was her you were sent to kill, but you stopped yourself. I saw the whole thing; and then she healed you. Yes, you certainly wouldn't mind if I payed her a visit in the darkness now would you?"

"You're right, I do want something. I do want you to kill Brianna. I was sent to oversee the original assassination," Sadril continued, bringing up the story he used to fool the assassins days ago. He stepped closer to Rahvin, "It would make my job a lot easier if you did kill her... And you tell me to choose sides when you yourself know nothing of why you are defending that woman. This is not between Agnar and the Jadier bloodline anymore. Not by a long shot, Rahvin."


Veric

Veric, slightly disappointed that the conversation between Hecate and himself had been interrupted, ducked into the shadows of the alley he was in, so as not to be detected by Deagon or the passing guard.

Rahvin

"It's none of your business who I 'feel strongly about'. But that's not the point anyway."

"I may not know my own reasons for choosing," he began. "But at least I've chosen. You have yet to choose. If you had chosen to kill Brianna, you would have done it already, and if you had chosen to protect her, then you wouldn't be here now."

Sadril

Sadril thought, or at least pretended to, for a moment before turning back to Rahvin and smiling, "How do you know that I haven't already chosen? What if I have infiltrated all of you to gether info for an unknown source? What if there is a couple of people just outside of this inn plotting to kill all of you, and more on the way? Life's filled with questions, Rahvin. You'll get answers soon enough," he said, this time with little regard for Telina's rest, before turning and leaving the room.

Arygon was restless, and sleepless, a dream had woken him up. Of course like all dreams after the beginning it had falled into senselessness. Arygon stood, it seemed he would get no sleep these days. He wandered down the hall, looked into Telina's room to see Rahvin and Sadril talking Not my problem if thier planning... Arygon thought to himself. He continued on to the first floor, to find Brianna asleep in a chair. Isn't this familiar... Arygon thought as he picked up Brianna, and carried heer up the stairs to the room he was just in. He tossed her on the bed and went searching for Deagan, maybe since he owed him one Arygon would be able to make a ... profit out of it.

Rahvin

Not two seconds after Sadril shut the door behind him, Rahvin threw a dagger at it, making a loud thud as it stuck in the wood.

This will all be settled when I catch you alone in the daylight, Vampire. he thought. before sitting back down in his chair for a more restful sleep.

Hecate

"My job brings me here Deagan..." Hecate said before breathing out slowly down against the ground...

"Two of those in you're group, their names are written on my blades. One of them, a vampire has murdered several people including women in Cyrodiil. They contacted the best, since this is no ordinary vampire - His methods of manipulating his victims nearly becoming their friends before he sets his teeth into them and having a nasty habbit of stabbing them in the chest later.

He was also speaking of a Dunmer, who has been tracking this Vampire, trying to take the law in his own hands. According to the guards, he's been hunting this vampire for years, without letting anything stop him - attacking the vampire in public, setting innocent lives in danger, those were the guards words. Now, in the eyes of the law I may not be the right choice, but to get the job done I am. I think that the Dunmer they speak off is in you're group along with the vampire I met in the tavern" Hecate continued.

This was a risky lie, very risky. Hecate was hoping to split the group up, since they apparently hadn't been together so long - he would use Deagan into splitting the group up, making it easier to kill Brianna if he turned them against each other. If that wouldn't work, he'd go back to the normal plan - the straight forward way when he had the chance.

(OCC: ... I doubt this will work, but who knows - Maybe someone of you will be nice to me )

Deagan, streets

Deagan stared at Hecate and rubbed his unshaven chin. It wasn't hard to believe the accusations against either of the men within the group and Hecate probably was really here on business.

The vampire had gotten rather close with both of the women in the past few days and it seemed like he and Rahvin were on the verge of a clash the last few times they were all together.

"I'll take care of the vampire..." he said before pausing for a moment

"As for the dunmer...he is an assassin hired by the same man as I am. I will not raise my hand against him and I warn you not to either." Deagan said in a deep voice

He turned walked angrily toward the tavern before turning back to Hecate once again.

"You are sure that this is the same vampire?" He asked

I'll kill that bastarde vampire so I don't have to worry about him later...

Hecate

"Do you think I would be wrong?" Hecate said and raised an eyebrow, in his career he'd never been wrong about anything, not when it came to his victims at least.

"I hope you won't put this into you're own hands Deagan. I've seen my share of vampires and after what I've heard this is a rather strong one, maybe one of the strongest that walks this part of Tamriel" Hecate said with a quite demanding tone to Deagan. "... And this is my job too" Hecate added as Deagan walked against the tavern.

(OOC: Last post for me today...)

Deagan, headed for teh inn

Deagan stood for a moment before responding.

"No...no you wouldn't." Deagan said knowing that Hecate was never wrong about a target, he never was

Damn...what the hell am I supposed to do? I can't just let the vampire stay with us without the others knowing what he might do...Hecate says that he's too powerful for me to take alone...

He walked to the inn and slowly pushed open the heavy door.

A quick glimpse of the vampire caused his heartbeat to rush. He restrained himself, forcing his hand away from his blade. He headed upstairs to seek out Rahvin, ignoring the fact that he was one of Hecate's targets.

If there was one person here that would understand and help him it would be Rahvin, even if he did have a disregard for life.

I have to tell somebody...Rahvin might know what to do...at least I sorta trust him...

Deagan knocked gently on the door that he'd seen Rahvin go in earlier and waited for some response before entering. He knew that Rahvin wouldn't be happy about being disturbed at this time of night but this was important.

Arygon watched Deagan walk back up the stairs, he had managed to heard some of the accusations and by warrant posters and Legionare talk most of what the other man had said was true. Arygon lifted his crossbow and followed Deagan up the stairs. How interesting...

Rahvin

Rahvin woke yet again, but this time to a quiet knock on his door. Grumbling, he stood and walked over to open the door.

"What do you want?" he asked upon seeing Deagan in the doorway.

Sadril; Tavern

Sadril made his way back down the stairs into the tavern area. As the night had grown on people had left the tavern. There were perhaps a few drunks lingering about, not including those of their own party who had not gone to their room yet.

Sadril passed Deagon and made eye contact as he made his way downstairs, There's suspicious look in his eye, fear ... desperation. Odd, but I'll drop it for now, I need a drink. He treated himself to some Nordic Mead, commonplace in Skyrim, and sat down at a table.

Telina, teh inn

Telina, heard the faint knock on the door, and awoke entirely, she had been almost woken, as she could remember someone having a terrible dream...Rahvin had a terrible dream, and she shivered, by the fact that she had unkowingly seen what happened in his dream.

She heard Rahvin asking Daegan, what he wanted, just in case, she grasped the hilt of her dagger, and pretended to be asleep.