Deagan, Inn

"I'm sorry to disturb you but this couldn't wait..." Deagan said, pushing past Rahvin into his room

Deagan stood in the corner of the room and glanced to Telina for a moment before returning his eyes to Rahvin.

At least she's safe...

"I ran into a sort of bounty hunter earlier...an old contact of mine. I thought he was dead...anyways that not the point...whats important is what he told me. Apparently he's been tracking Sadril for some time now...and not only because he's a vampire." Deagan stopped for a moment

"He told me that the reason he's been following our little vampire friend is because he's been tavelling around killing unsuspecting women...but he doesn't just outright kill them. My contact told me that Sadril becomes close friends with his victims first, getting them to trust him before he kills them...like a sport." Deagan paused again

"I think that might explain his reasons for sticking with us...I wanted to tell you first...I knew the others might panic." Deagan said as he took a breath and sighed

Deagan knew that his half thought out ramblings probably sounded insane but he hoped that Rahvin would get it and he wouldn't have to go over it again. He sat down on the edge of the bed facing Rahvin, waiting for him to speak.

Ranes, teh Tavern

Ranes sipped his mead quietly as he surveyed the tavern. He was begining to grow a bit suspiscious, as he constantly saw people from the party leaving and entering the tavern and going up or down stairs. And it was the folks he didn't trust too well, too. Maybe they were plotting something. Or maybe they just kept going out for fresh air or something.

Ranes sighed and shook his head. It was going to be a long trip, where ever they were going.

Rahvin

"I plan on taking care of that one anyway." he answered. "He came in here and basically threatened to kill Brianna not too long ago."

He pulled his dagger from the door, suddenly remembering that it was there, and put it back in its sheath in his sleeve.

Deagan, Inn

"So you think its true then?" Deagan asked

Deagan scratched his head for a moment and watched Rahvin pull his dagger from the door.

Wonder how that dagger got there...probably best not to ask...

"I'll help you take care of him...but what do we do about him until we're ready?" Deagan asked

He planned out the death of the vampire in his mind but also kept in mind that Sadril had been granted many strengths through his disease...it wouldn't be as easy as Rahvin made it sound.

Deagan went beside the door as he waited for Rahvin's reply.

Rahvin

"Waiting until the right moment is the most important part; say, when he's stranded outside in daylight?"

"We'll discuss more later, but right now I would love to get a moment's sleep without another interruption."

Deagan, Inn

"Yeah I understand I haven't slept much within the last few days either..." Deagan said as he stepped out, closing the door behind him.

And I don't think I'll be able to sleep...I'm gonna keep an eye on that vampire for now...

Deagan went back downstairs and sat down at the bar to keep an eye out for Sadril. Before he knew it his head was down on the bar and he was catching up on lost sleep.

The only dreams that visited him were of the times that he'd worked with both Esethir and Hecate...he'd never betrayed Esethir...maybe he was different now.

Deagan found himself in a room with a dead noble on the bed, jewels and golden wares all around. He marveled at the riches before him...Hecate stood beside the bed and closed the nobles eyes.

The riches around the room taunted Deagan and he couldn't stand the thought of sharing the wealth...not even with his partner.

Now was the moment of betrayal, Deagan pulled his dagger and walked up behind his partner quietly. He grabbed Hecate and stabbed the dagger into his side, pushing upwards under his ribcage, he groaned and struggled but Deagan covered his mouth. Deagan slowly let Hecate to the floor and left him there alone to die.

He spoke to Hecate before packing up the wares around the room and exiting the window, his partner lay there dying on the floor as Deagan spoke what he thought would be his final words to Hecate.

"Sorry old friend...but sometimes partnerships must end." those last words echoed throughout Deagan's mind as he sat up from the counter sweating, his own words that night haunted him now after all these years.

It had only been a few hours and exhaustion was showing its effects clearly upon him.

I can't take much more of this...I need to sleep...

Sadril

"You okay? You seemed to be having a bad dream," Sadril asked, now sittng next to Deagon at the bar. "Wow, you look really tired, why don't you go get some rest, mate?" he added upon seeing his exhausted face.

Deagan, Inn

Deagan half jumped at the sound of the vampire's voice. He withheld the words he really wanted to say, Sadril seemed friendly enough but perhaps that was the point.

"I can't sleep...or else I would..." Deagan said as he rubbed his eyes

"Damn dreams...not the good ones." He said

He looked around the room slowly, either he hadn't been asleep long or the people at this tavern simply haven't moved...it could've been either.

"You ever think of the people you've killed? They ever haunt you?" Deagan asked, trying to arouse some emotion in the vampire

Deagan only trying to make conversation with him to keep him within sight. Sadril seemed like a good enough guy but Rahvin said he'd threatened the women...that on top of what Hecate had told him made a convincing case against him.

The best thing to do is to keep him here...

Sadril; Tavern

"Do I thnk of them? Yes I suppose. But do they ever haunt me? I believe you are alone on that one. Living people haunt me more than dead ones," Sadril took a sip of his drink, then laughed, "Like vampire hunters, or those damned Mages Guild mages, or those Dark Brotherhood cultists," he added, remembering the fact that he was wearing their infamous Shrouded Armor under his cloak.

"Yep, I've pissed off a lot of people in my time. And I've lived a long time, let me tell ya."

Deagan, Inn

A couple more rounds from the barkeep and he was awakened a bit more, it seemed that the more he drank the less tired he was...something about the Inn's specially made booze. It still didn't make up for his lack of sleep but it did help.

Unfortunately he drank so much that it also made him rather intoxicated and he started speaking freely about his thoughts with the vampire.

"Sometimes I think back and wonder if the people I killed might have...invented a better rat trap or something...they might have done something that changed the world for the better and I killed them for bag of gold...sometimes two...rather large bags usually...and pies...yes, yes....the pies..." Deagan rattled on and on about random thoughts that passed through his mind as he stared at Sadril

He didn't know if the vampire was listening and he didn't really think about it either...he just needed to talk.

"Lots of people hunting you then? Must be hard being a vampire...without pies and such...you know I saw someone earlier that was looking for you...an old partner of mine...yes he likes pies as well...man I wonder whats in this drink..." Deagan said

This was worse than any booze he'd ever had in his life, like there was some special ingrediant in the drink.

Hecate

Hecate watched as Deagan went into the tavern with a smile on his face.

This might work, as long as Deagan plays along.

Hopefully thought, Deagan wouldn't screw things up. He really didn't want Deagan to attack the Vampire, what he wanted less was that Deagan would be killed in the attempt. He would have to stick close to the group, but without drawing any attention.

That could work... Hecate thought and started walking against the alleyway where he'd seen the Breton that gave him the job...

Arygon stood off to the side as Deagan left Rahvin's room, glanced in the door to check on Rahvin, and was happily surprised to see him asleep. Arygon went downt the stairs and watched Deagan down liqour as if his life depended on it. Sadril soon joined him, and Arygon decided that it would be a good time to find Deagan's informant. Arygon left the Inn and headed toward the alley, in which, he had seen Deagan talking to the other man...

Cerpin

Cerpin dismounted his black horse and inspected the area. There was a cave, footprints everywhere, and there was a large amount of blood staining the boulder he was inspecting. It almost looked as if someone died on that rock.

The trail ended here. Or that's what he thought until he looked a little harder.

Southeast. he thought. Towards Lainlalten. Damn, they can cover their tracks...a challenge, at last?

Cerpin shivered in the cold; his usual tactic did have its dowsides. His current body was so small and frail. He hated it, but he endured it, for when he decided to switch bodies with a strong opponent, that opponent would find himself very weak indeed.

Rahvin

Rahvin tried to sleep, but it wasn't happening. his brain was too active. There were so many worries, so many questions.

Why were his dreams returning? What side was Sadril really on? Would he really try to hurt Telina or Brianna?

Eventually, he gave up on sleep and just sat in the chair, looking around the room.

Sadril; Tavern

"Yes it is hard, especially without pies," Sadril humored Deagon, not really knowing what he was talking about. But the mention of someone looking for him just earlier aroused curiousity in the vampire, "Please tell me about this old partner of yours, Deagon..."


OOC: Im guessing that's my cue?

Veric; Alley

Veric once again emerged from the shadows, applauding Hecate's actions quietly, "I like the way you work, Hecate. Tear them apart before they even know you exist. Although the vampire you spoke of, funny thing is I know him. An informant of mine, actually. But that doesn't matter, knowing him chances are he's working against me as well as for me; I would have ultimately killed him off anyway. Do you need something, friend?" he asked, smiling wryly with a glint of light in his yellow eyes.

Arygon watched a shadowy man step out to talk to Deagan's Friend Arygon crept closer, activated his chameleon and walked to a house and climbed up, and stood above the two as they talked. Arygon decided it would be interesting to hear what Deagan's friend's boss would have to say. Arygon made sure that he was in a position to see where each went after talking...

Deagan, Inn

He stopped rambling for a moment as Sadril talked with him about pies and asked a question about his partner.

"Oh...Hecate, once I stabbed him...long time ago...didn't kill him though...." Deagan said in a slurred tone

He took a few more drinks before the barkeep cut off his supply of liquor.

"I'm telling you there's somethin in the booze...oh my partner? Just met him again today...hunting a vampire in town...(Mumbles)...murderer...(mumbles)...Sadril...man I need some sleep..." Deagan's mind was clouded now and his vision was blurred badly, he could hardly tell what he was saying after that, Sadril didn't seem to understand what he said last but he continued anyways

It took all he had to remain on the stool. He stared at Sadril, which had become a constantly swaying blob before him.

"You know what I mean?" He asked

Hecate

"I do need something..." Hecate suddenly stopped in the sentance, he felt something. It was nearly like the feeling he got right before Deagan had stabbed him, he felt watched. His instincts went on full alert but he remained cold and calm.

"Do you feel like you're... like you're being watched?" He whispered with a raised eyebrow to Veric.

He slowly reached for his dagger and drew it, he didn't seem aggressive - he just stood there simply playing with the dagger, that's what it seemed but he was scanning the alley with via the reflection of the fine blade.

"Something is wrong..."

"There's always something wrong!" Arygon called from the rooftop down to the pair standing together. "Now, now don't you slink away on me." Arygon slid down the side of the housing as he did this and landed just in front of the alley entrance. Seeing his fellow thiefs drawn dagger, Arygon pulled out his own glass dagger, and left his other hand hanging where it could reach the Ebony throwing stars on his belt...

Hecate

"Why so aggressive, Breton?" Hecate said sheathing his dagger before turning to the Breton who already had his blades drawn...

"Something wrong?"

Arygon watched the man sheath his blades, Sucker to him if he has to fight me Arygon thought to himself. "I was wondering, what exatly are you trying to do by informing Deagan of... motives... of the other people he was with? Oh, yes I wouldn't mind if you killed the vampire." Arygon watched carefully, if the man moved in the wrong way the throwing star would be in the air before you could say "Kiiewdi"...

Veric Astien; Alley

Veric stepped out from behind Hecate, who was standing between Arygon and himself. "Friend, I suggest you enlist the help pf your friends inside that tavern. You're going to need them if you continue to test us," he said coldly. Although something was different about him. From the moment he had detected Arygon spying from the rooftopsomething that was not hard to do, Veric had changed. From under his hood an Altmeri face could be made out.

Veric clutched an amulet hanging around his with his left hand neck while holding his right arm behind him. Hecate would notice an orange glow eminating from his right hand.

"Of, course if I was a coward I would run... So SUPRISE!" Arygon threw a fireball, then a Dwemer blasting charge and RAN FOR HIS LIFE! I might protect the ladies, but I'm not a knight, just a thief with a problem.. Arygon thought to himself as he ran...

Brianna, tavern

Brianna was awakened by sudden movements inside her....."the baby", but wasn´t it a bit too early to feel movements already? The pregnancy really didn´t show yet....not at all, her body was thin and slender as it always had been....

She felt an urge to go to the bathroom so she went outside the room and walked down the corridor. A door a bit further down was not properly closed so she pushed it opened and noticed Telina sleeping on a bed with Rahvin sitting in a chair beside.....he was staring right into the air....

"He´s haunted.....by his past, and that past is not very pleasant......but he´s innocent!"

Brianna shrugged, another premonition....she had grown tired of always being able to look into people´s minds....unvoluntarily!

"Why is he innocent? Innocent of what? Ahhh I can´t get it!"

"Rahvin!.....are you ok?" she said in a low voice, not wanting to wake Telina....

Hecate

Hecate swiftly went down, only feeling the immense heat of the hurling fireball going above him before he stood up, he didn't not run after the man thought.

Veric; Alley

The fireball buzzed past him, nearly missing, and collided with a wall towards the end of the alley. "Weak," Veric said plainly before turning to Hecate with a smile, "I'll pay you a bonus if you make the rest of his numbered days as painful as possible. Now, you needed something?" His face was still that of a middle-aged High Elf.

Telina, the innzrz

"There is no need to talk low, Brianna, I'm aleready awake", Telina said with a slight grin.

"I feel like I want some fresh air, so I wont be long", then she dressed up, and walked into the cold night.

There was something...somethign unusual, a tense atmosphere, like something was happening.

Hecate

"Indeed I do, I could need some shapeshifting device" Hecate said as he scratched his cheek. He knew he would need some device to cover up his identity as he was going to supervise Brianna.

Arygon came around the last corner and ran, almost, into Telina. "Oh, hello, Bit buzy, come back upstairs! Bye!" Arygon said as he ran past, stopped in the main section, "Come up here Sadril!" Arygon called as he ran up the stairs, tripped and fell into Rahvin/Telina's room...

Veric

"Shapeshifting device? Well, as you can see, I can use a shapeshifting spell... So in theory it shouldn't be too hard to enchant a necklace or ring of sorts for you. I must warn you though, it is quite unstable as of now. There is no telling what an item enchanted with it would do," Veric drifted off, seemingly talking to himself. He ran his hand -- no longer glowing orange -- down his face, feeling his new features. "I'll need a bit of time, no more than a few hours I estimate though," he said as he turned to walk down the shadowed alley, "Accompany me if you like, up to that safe house I mentioned earlier."


Sadril

"Yes, I know exactly what you mean," he said to Deagon, pondering on what exactly this speak of someone hunting him meant. Then Arygon startled him as he ran past and called for him to come upstairs. Sadril stood up from the bar and casually walked after him, "What do you need?" He asked lazilly, not to enthused of following after Arygon.

"Hello Rahvin, it seems your bounty for the penal colony is a bit higher than expected. There's a pair of people looking for you and the..." Arygon stopped talking as so he could yell "Sadril get up here you lazy cur!" Arygon turned back to Brianna and Rahvin "...as I was saying the men ae after you and Sadril... and one of them appear to be a friend of Deagan's." Arygon turned waiting for Sadril to get up the stairs...

Sadril; Inn

"Arygon if you raise your voice one more time I'm going to visit you in your sleep and it will not be pleasant," Sadril said as he climbed the stairs and reached Arygon, "Now, what is it?"

OOC: note: danny aint on right now so we may be stuck for a bit.

Veric and Hecate

Veric led Hecate through the back alleys of Lainlalten. The both moved silently through the city unopposed by guards or heroes, until finally reaching a worn down shack towards the northeastern edge of town. Despite the shack's appearance of falling apart, a warped old dresser concealed a locked trap door. Veric pushed the dresser aside and unlocked the trap door with a wave of his hand and the both of them made there way down a ladder and into a well equipped underground room, locking the trap door behind them.

"Make yourself at home," Veric said as he sat down at a desk and pulled out an amulet from inside his robe...

Brianna, in the doorway of the room where Rahvin is and Telina is exiting

"Arygon? what is it? why are you so upset?"

Then as Telina walked past her she felt something warm and wet run down her legs.....


"NOOOOOO, it can´t be .....not now!"



OOC: The unborn child senses the evil threat....

Rahvin

Rahvin didn't move from his current position except to look at Arygon who had just entered his room unasked and uninvited.

"So do you want me to get up and run out of town or something? Because quite frankly, two men don't seem like much of a threat, and I'm too damned tired to leave right now."

Arygon blinked, Oh, right. Rahvin the lazy assassin. Arygon thought to himself. "Well, Sadril. Rahvin can fill you in I'm gone looking for them... again." Arygon stepped around Sadril, and walked down the stairs, out the door and into the street. He traveled back to the alley way, and followed the footprints into the slums, where there were dozens of paths going in all directions. This is going to take a while Arygon thought to himself.

Brianna

"Could you please give me that blanket over there?" Brianna slowly sank down on the floor pressing her legt tightly together....

"Don´t show anything.....don´t let them see what´s happening...It´s gonna be ok...It´s gonna be ok"

Rahvin

"Here." he said, reaching towards the bed, and taking a blanket off it. He figured that Brianna was just cold; it would account for her holding her legs so close together.

He tossed her the blanket and didn't give it another thought.

Brianna

"Thanks" she muttered, wrapping the blanket tightly around her legs and back. The dark blanket was very convenient, the blood-stains wouldn´t show!

"Stanna där du är lilla barn, det är inget att vara rädd för...stanna kvar bara...stanna kvar"

Brianna whispered the spell in such a low voice that nobody could hear, the spell that would calm things down inside her.....the spell that made the bleeding stop and the unborn child to calm down again.

"So what now?" she asked calmly "What´s this about two men coming?"

Her eyes were dim from lack of sleep and so was her brain.....

Sadril; Inn

"Fill me in on what?" Sadril asked, but Arygon was already out of the room, "Okay... There seems to be a lot of odd going-ons toni--" he paused and his body stiffened, "W-what is that... that aroma? Do I smell... blood?"He then noticed Brianna on the floor and raised an eyebrow at her, "You okay?"

Brianna, sitting on the floor trying to hide.......things

Brianna went cold when she hears Sadril asking her if she was OK..

"Darn it.....the vampire! He surely smells the blood.....God help me.....this is the end!"

"I...I´m ok, thank you" she answered with a trembling voice, "Just need to sit down for a while"

The tone in her voice confirmed it. Sadril knelt beside Brianna and said in a taunting voice, "Oh really now? Are you sure you're alright?" He smiled, but not his usual crooked smile. Rather a warm one this time.

Sadril stood and leaned up against the wall of the room, "So what is going on around here? Anyone know? Where'd that Arygon get off to?"

Rahvin

After watching the exchange between Sadril and Brianna, he figured that she was hiding a wound under that blanket. If she wanted it hidden though, he wasn't going to bring it up.

"Apparently, there's two men after me." he said in answer to Sadril. "As if that's something to worry about. And Arygon? Hopefully he's far away by now."

Brianna

"Why..yes" She looked at Sadril, he sounded almost friendly, but that might be a fraud....he could just attack her in two seconds, sucking her dry.....

Brianna felt sweat running down her back, she didn´t dare to move....Rahvin had obviously not noticed anything, and Arygon? Well Arygon was harmless but....could he be trusted?

Ranes....where was that man? It seemed as he was the only really stable man around, she remembered him entering the tavern..but where was he now?

"Will this nightmare never end? How am I to get out of here?"

MAZE


Maze was making his way towards the city of Lainlalten... he had no idea why... it was as if he was being summon there... witch realy did not bother him at the moment... as long as he got to kill...and kill soon... since his blades have not tasted blood in a long time now...

Maze took a deep breath... the moist and cold air filled his lungs... he stared at his black cloak... it was covered in snow... god how much he wished it was covered in blood... he started to make his way down the road... and by morning he would have arrived at the city of Lainlalten...

Deagan, Inn

In all the confusion inside the tavern Deagan grew uncomfortable, as Sadril left him he waited for a few minutes before standing. He struggled to stand and slowly climbed the stairs, falling forward on his hands several times along the way.

When he reached the top of the stairs he leaned into the room that seemed to contain nearly the entire group. He supported himself with his hands on opposite sides of the door frame.

I need to kick this drinking habit...

He blinked and shook his head slightly as his eyes adjusted to the light in the room.

"Whud I miss?" Deagan said unsure of exactly what was happening

Everyone seemed nervous and tired...

Arygon after breaking into sevral houses decided that the next one would be the last for the night, as the previous one had a guard-dog that nearly chewed through his chitin glove. He opened the door to a small room with a dresser in the corner, a bed, a small table and a few boxes. How useless this search is. Arygon thought to himself. And decided to take his rage out on the dresser by kicking the side of the dresser. A dull thump, and Arygon walked out of the shack fuming with hurting toes...

Cerpin

Cerpin had been trotting down the road for quite some time before he actually saw a living creature that was not a wolf.

He sensed the man's power and decided to strike up a conversation.

"Hello there, traveller." he greeted from atop his horse.



Rahvin

"Not much. Arygon just came in here to warn us of some extreme danger." he said sarcastically. "Not one, but two men are after me."

Ranes, Tavarn!!1!1!11 ( )

Ranes decided to head upstairs, things were way to quiet down here, aside from a few drunken Nords, and everyone and their grandmother seemed to be going up and down from the upstairs. Something was going on, and he really didn't trust some of those he had seen going back and forth from it.

The Dunmer's metal-clad feet made audible thumps as he proceded up the stairs and to where everyone had gathered - with a drunken looking Deagan hanging around just outside of it. He stood beside Deagan and leaned into the room.

"We got some kind of party going on in here I wasn't invited too? I thought we got seperate rooms for a reason folks..."

Rahvin

"So Ranes does speak. Deagan, you owe me a hundred gold coins." he said, both making a joke and trying to take advantage of Deagan's intoxicated state.

Deagan, Inn

Deagan looked at Rahvin with a confused look on his face, he seemed deep in thought and lost at the same time.

I don't remember making a bet...ah I probably did...

"I don't seem to have any money on me..." Deagan said in a slurred voice, he didn't seem to realize that Rahvin was toying with him

"Another time perhaps...for now lets go downstairs and buy a drink shall we? You buy...the barkeep cut me off..." Deagan said slowly and seriously

Sasal Valor, proceding to inn

Sasal hummed a hymn he had recited once on a book about ashlanders in vvardenfel as he walked in on the road. Snow was falling, and it melted as soon as it hit sasal's cloak. His smile was shrouded and confined to him self as he walked, crunching the snow as he took each step. Soon he noticed in the horizon a man in the falling white and black twilight of the trees around, thus breaking his smile to a cautious stare with lips pursed.