Alright, get posting.

Just want to inform that I'm going to bed now, so minque, you can control Telina for me. gnigth all

EDIT: No carlos, Telina dont have a mother, her mother died, before Telina had gotten six months.

Rahvin

Rahvin had been about to tell Flint about the key to life, but a voice emerged in his (impaired) brain.

"I don't know!" he screamed over and over, attracting the attention of everyone in the common room.

Sasal

Sasal had watched as Telina stepped from the room. Sasal had put on his shoes and walked to Telina's room. Scratching his bare, yet well build chest, he walked into the room and had found Telina and Brianna sleeping. "well that was pretty sudden!" he said softly as he smoothed his right index finger across the large scar on his mouth . He walked to Brianna and patted her head slightly as she slept poor girl, she must have a kwama-hive worth of problems in her life he though as his thoughts went to Telina
I wonder if she has a mother... he pondered as he vaugely recalled a woman who looked an awful lot like her

(ooc: ah... ok, just makin sure )

Brianna

"I don´t know...I don´t know" The screams filled her head and made her whine in pain...

She sat up drenched in cold sweat, heavily panting. Then she suddenly felt the baby...faint kicks against her stomach wall........

Brianna laid down again....smiling

Flint Ironwood, with Rahvin.

Flint was surprised by Rahvin's shouting.
,,Well, too bad for you. Well, let me explain what I exactly mean. It all happened a couple of years ago when I met.....Never mind." He added when he noticed that Rahvin wasn't talking about the same subject as he was.

Sasal

Turning his head to Brianna, sasal looked at her as she kicked and turned in bed.
"I was troubled when i was young"he said silently as he took a seat on the floor, leaning on the bed.
Sasal had wiped a towel across Brianna's head as she started to sweat. I wonder if she's sick or something, because i dont think that is a symptom of child birth he lighty joked as he softly sang an ashlander hymn

Veric Astien

Veric smiled at the frail (assuming you're visible now) figure. He looked into the man's eyes. The very same yellow eyes he himself had. "I wanted nothing more than to meet you, my friend," Veric offered a handshake, "Veric Astien, mage."

Veric was sizing Cerpin up; this man had peaked his interest.

Cerpin

Cerpin gave the man a long stare before replying.

"Cerpin Taxt." he finally answered, shaking the man's hand. "Now to the unasked question between us: what the hell are you?"

MAZE

Maze stared at the far distance at how his companion and the breton started a conversation... Maze kept his puppet at bay... he used his ears to listen at the disscusion that was at play from far away...

OOC: Wow... that last part was kinda... weird... by the way he is listening through the dead guard...

Veric

"I am a mage of sorts. Well, mage cannot fully sum it up, but I am much more interested in what the hell you are."

Sasal

Sasal had begun to sing softly

"What a wondrous love it is
To bind two souls in faith,
Chained completely together
With never a false word,
Weal and woe, wish and real,
Woven each together
From first kiss to last breath,
First and last whispered in love."

(ooc: i got that from the book ashlader hymns in morrowind)

Sasal soo recited a poem from an ashalder tribe,
"May I shrink to dust
In your cold, wild Wastes,
And may my tongue speak
Its last hymn to your winds.

I pray for the herder
That whistles to his guar at play.
I pray for the hunter
That stalks the white walkers.
I pray for the wise one
That seeks under the hill,
And the wife who wishes
For one last touch of her dead child's hand.

I will not pray for that which I've lost
When my heart springs forth
From your soil, like a seed,
And blossoms anew beneath tomorrow's sun."

(ooc:that was from the words of the wind book in morrowind)

Arygon looked at the old man, after following him along, "What is your name anyway?" Arygon asked his hand impatiently tapping on the tankard. Arygon raised his machine hand raised and touched Brianna, Arygon realised that he probably shouldn't have as seeing that hand usually had a bad effect on how poeple felt about him...

Brianna

Brianna smiled in her sleep......that hymn! She recognised it, her mother used to sing it for her when she should go to sleep when she was a little girl. Her mother had lived among the ashlanders in her youth......with the Ahemmusa Tribe..So she knew a lot of things about those people.......

"Mother!....."

Cerpin

"I guess I'm similar to you, redguard." he said with a wink, referring to Veric's previous form.

"But the form I choose must already exist." he answered vaguely.

"Shh.... its Sasal Valor" He smiled as his eyes closed "have a seat on a chair or something.." he wispered as he started to dose off
Sensing that Brianna had uttered a few words, it hadnt bothered him as he began dreaming about playing in his old family planation outside of mournhold "heh... kick the guar"

Arygon watched the man, the hymn was Ashlander. The man... Sasal... seem to be dozing off so Arygon, once again forgetting, poked him with his machine-hand. "You might not want for her to wake up with you next to her... I'd know.."

Veric

"I see. So then what, may I ask, brings yourself to Lainlalten (I can never spell that) ?" Veric asked. He wanted to find more about this man. The fact that he had found another person who could change forms had excited him.

Flint Ironwood, bedtime.

Flint finished his drinks. He took a last look at Rahvin. He then called over one of the waitresses.
,,Right, here's the money for the Flin, here's a bit for you and this here is to get my friend into a decent bed and to hire someone to watch over him. He's a bit lost at the moment. And while we're at it, can I get a room for the night?"

After finishing his stuff, he walked upstairs and entered his room. He locked the door behind him with a lock spell and dropped onto the bed without even taking off his clothes, or the armour underneath. He dozed of within moments.


(Note, Rahvin can always refuse the help Flint has just hired. It would make for a funny scene. And with that, I sail of to bed myself.)

Cerpin

Cerpin decided to let his guard down; finding out more about this man was worth the risk of his plans failing.

"I'm looking for a young Nord, and his travelling companions. One is a half-dunmer in early pregnancy. Perhaps you've seen them?"

Whilst waking up, sasal hadnt open up his eyes. "Good point" he said as he said to Arygon "Today's been a long day... why dont you meditate? or atleast take a nap or something, you can use my room, just dont mind my armor and bag on the floor" he said as he took a deep breath as he Dreamt.

Veric

"This pregnant half-Dunmer's name would not happen to be Brianna, would it? I know of her where-abouts," Veric replied with a grin, "But out of curiousity, why is it that you seek her out?"

MAZE

Maze listened carefuly... "So... another might join the alliance..." Maze said whispering... he then snaped his fingers and ordered his puppet to go in the inn where the moron he had fought with earlier was last seen... his puppet obeyed... the dead guard went inside the bar and sat on a table to the corner of the room... there he stayed and will remain until the old fool comes out of the inn...

OOC:Everyone going to sleep!!!!???? Dang I thought we just got past night time...

Deagan, Inn

As everyone shuffled past Deagan he stood still at the end of the hallway, none of them had noticed him there listening in on their conversation. Deagan walked downstairs and positioned himself right across from the door as he started to drink again.

Everyone around him seemed tired and several of them had already drifted to sleep. With all the things that had happened today Deagan couldn't believe that any of them could sleep and he had more trouble believing that they were still at the Inn. It would've been wise to relocate right after the fight but for some reason, they had not moved from their position.

He stood after some time and stepped outside to watch for anyone, he propped his back to the wall next to the door as a foul smelling man brushed past him and went inside, nothing seemed suspicious about him so Deagan let him go freely.

Sasal

Apon drooping his head, he smelt a unsusaly stinky smell.... a smell that sasal was once familiar to.... blood and rotting fleash.....still sleeping, he drew a dart from his boots as he rested

Cerpin

"So you know her?" he prodded. "Very well. I'm to kill her." he answered frankly, beginning to remove one of his gloves, just in case his goals conflicted with Veric's.

Veric

"Ah, so you're here to kill her, are you?" Veric asked, raising an eyebrow at Cerpin removing his glove, "We seem to share similar goals. I will not attempt to stop you. In fact I myself have hired an assassin against her.

"Perhaps our abilities can be used in... conjunction with eachother to help us achieve this task?"

Cerpin

"Very well, but only if you make me a promise." he said, putting his glove fully on again.

God..er... I mean Veric

"And that being?"


ooc: woot largest post ever!

Cerpin

"You do it my way." he answered bluntly. "Assassinations have become somewhat of an art for me; I like to get to know my targets, act as their friend for a time, get to know their strengths, their weaknesses, and then when they least expect it, I make my move."

Veric

Veric chuckled, "It's a deal. But please tell me how it is exactly that you change forms?" he asked, eyeing the gloves Cerpin was wearing, "And who else is it that wants Brianna dead?"

More to join my cause, perhaps? But Hecate nor this one truly know why they are killing Brianna. All will be revealed soon enough.

Cerpin

"Let's just say a certain noble sent incapable assassins to deal with her and failed already. But the main target remains the young Nord..."

"And my shifting? You'll find out soon enough." he said with a smile.

Arygon's machine hand came down to the back of Sasal's neck "Put away that dart... else I might think you're up to something." Leaning that close Arygon could smell blood, "By my life, if you hurt her I'll kill you" Arygon reached past Sasal with his human hand and pulled the blankets down some, Brianna was still brething which meant that if she was hurt, it wasn't badly.

"uhhh..... dont worry, i havent any intentions of hurting her" Sasal said as his head was drooping in semi-sleep
"It just somewhat surprised me when i smelled blood and rotting flesh so potently"
*sasal yawns*"Ah... well wake me up if you have anything else important to say Arygon" He said as he put the darts into his shoes

(ooc: im gonna be out for a few hrs... celebrating my graduation from H.S)

Ranes, back in the Inn

Ranes slammed his fist out the table angrily. The murderous honoured user had gotten away! And killed more just to add insult to injury! He sighed, and took a swig from his tankard of mead. There wasn't anything he could do, for now, he should let it go for now. If he saw that monster again however, he'd let him have it. The guards were collecting and identifying the dead now, cleaning up the mess. This would be the talk of the town for weeks.

Ranes sighed, it was dark out now, he should get some rest. He too one last swig from the tankard and retired upstairs to his room.

Flint Ironwood, having some serious fun in his room.

There was a baby, and in front of the child stood...the thing that had murdered a few guards earlier this day. One part of Flint told him to run while the other part told him to take out his sword and put the sharp end inside the thing.
But there was a third part, much stronger than the others. This one kept him from moving so he stood there like a statue.

Flint watched in horror how the thing slowly squeezed the life out of the child. It then turned to Flint and released a shadow that slowly enveloped the frightened Breton. The dark shadow began to choke him.

,,Just great. Can't I even have some peace in my dreams?" The Breton angrily muttered, fully awake now. He leaned over the bed and emptied his stomach on the cold floor.
,,Right, this isn't going to help. What the heck was that baby doing in my dream anyway?"

Flint went downstairs and sat at a table not too close from a man with a very bad smell.
,,Ew, and then people always complained that I should wash myself more often." He thought as his hand went up to order a Flin. He froze in shock. He knew that man, he was one of the guards that had been killed today! But that wasn't possible, right? Unless.....

Flint really didn't like the thought of this. He stood up again, threw his hands up in the air and ran back up the stairs while screaming his lungs out. ,,ZOMBIE!!!"
At the top of the stairs, he turned around and smacked a fireball in the zombie's face.
,,Um right, I wasn't really afraid. I was just surprised, that's all. I guess I'll deal with this thing. It's not like I've got anything better to do." He muttered as he walked down again and took out his katana.


(The dream? I don't know. Call it Psychic Breton sense or maybe Brianna's worries about her child are mixing with Flint's recent experience with Maze. And sorry about the zombie, but someone had to recognize him.)

Hecate

Hecate, now walking the in the empty alleyways of Lainlalten as a young Dunmer took pleasure knowing he would be able to change his apperance the amulet he'd gotten. Taking off his dark hood he went into the open streets for Lainlalten, moved for the inn.

I can get deep, under the skin of this group now and hopefully with Deagan's help the half-breed will soon be before me... with my dagger in her throat with those thoughts, Hecate released a wicked grin as he closed on the inn.

MAZE

Maze laughed uncontrolably... he laughed how someone just hurled a fireball at his puppet... "this should be fun" he said in a cold dark tone... he moved his hands in the same bizzare fassion... and miles away in th inn his puppet reacted... the dead guard rised up from the floor with his face stil burning from the fireball that was thrown in his face ... he then screamed/growled "You all will all learn to fear my master!" ... everyone in the tavern stared at him in confusion... he then drew his blade and drank a increase strength potion he had aquired earlier as well as a increase speed... the dead guard then thrusted his blade at an innocent by stander who was drinking his flin... after killing him he went straight for the man who had cast a fireball at him earlier...

3 miles away... in the darkness of the night... Maze laughed his cruel laughter... and then he smiled while jumping down from the roof he had been standing on all day... he slowly made his way through the streets and into a enchanter's store...

OOC: I wont be here for a while... I might be able to come later tonight... so later...

Flint Ironwood, the inn.

,,Oh, great. Who in the name of Nocturnal decided to give potions to a zombie?!" Flint shouted and jumped on a table. He tried to slash at the zombie for a couple of times but soon realized the futility of his attempt. With the potions, the zombie was almost as fast as he was, not to mention much stronger. And even if he did hit, it didn't bother the thing. After all, it was already death.

,,Ok, time for plan B." The Breton muttered while he jumped behind the bar and pulled out a few bottles of Flin.
,,Such a waste. Well, here goes." He threw the bottles at the zombie, drenching it and quite a large part of the room in the delicious, and flammable, Flin. One fireball later, and half the room was ablaze, with the zombie still trying to get him.

,,Oh, damn. Umm...FIRE!!! FIRE!!! GET OUT OF HERE!" Flint shouted as he ran upstairs and threw open all the doors he passed. Those that were locked proved to be unable to resist the might of his katana slicing through the lock. All this time, the zombie was still pursuing.
Once he reached the end of the corridor, Flint jumped through the window and landed in the snow outside.

(There, Flint pretty much singlehandedly destroyed the whole building. Get out, everyone. As for what happened to the zombie, that's Maze's decision.)

Arygon heard screaming then saw Flint run by and dive out the window. Arygon looked out into the hall to see a zombie guard, "Hey, Sasal! Pick up Brianna and get out of here!" Arygon yelled as he stepped into the hall way. Not waiting for Sasal to comply Arygon dived forward onto the guard and drove his machine hand into the guards face ... once.. twice ... and a third time. The once guards face was entirely inside his head but the body was still satggering forward so Arygon drew his dagger and hacked off the montrosities legs, leaving it crawling forward by it's arms...

OOC: Not Maze's discion any more...

Deagan, Inn

Deagan opened the door and watched as Flint fought the man who had just passed through the door only moments before.

Well I'll be damned...I thought something was strange about that guy...a zombie...

He continued to watch from a distance with some amusement as the fight continued. It was all pretty entertaining until Flint sat the room ablaze with a few bottles of flin and a fireball spell.

"You fool!" Deagan yelled as he looked around at the burning building, he was much more serious now than before

Knowing that he had to do something, he ran up the stairs and went down the hall pounding on every door and the walls in between.

"Everyone get outside! Get up! Everyone outside!" He yelled repeatedly

He opened doors and yelled at the occupants to leave their rooms as quickly as he could before running back outside as the fire spread through the lower level, there wasn't much more time for everyone to escape. He watched carefully, hoping everyone would make it out but decided not to go back inside...the others weren't his problem.

OOC: Well thats one way to get us to leave the inn.

Hecate

Hecate came around the corner, too see the entire inn engulfed in flames.

What the...? he thought as his sinister smile closed and his hand made it's way for his dagger. He made a quick decision. He took off against the well which wasn't too far away. Hecate came running back with two buckets in each hand, nearly like the training he'd done when he was young. He kicked open the door before unleashing nearly a small wave of water over the flames, trying to stop the fire from spreading.

Flint Ironwood, outside looking at what he's done. (naugthy Flint! )

Flint turned around and saw how the fire spread.
,,Oh, this is just great. I'll never be able to pay for the damage! If only my ice spells weren't even crappier than my fireballs!"
With no other ideas on his mind, Flint put all of his Magicka in several Telekinesis spells and began to hurl a whole street worth of snow on top of the building. It didn't seem to do much else but slow down the fire a little.
Flint saw how someone ran to the inn with two buckets that were clearly filled with water.

,,Right, this is the result of my own stupidity. I'm going in!" He shouted as he dove amidst the flames, looking for survivors."

(oops )

Brianna, coughing from the smoke

Brianna woke up, smoke whirled in the room

"The Inn is on fire!....Rahvin? Telina? Where are they?"

There was no time to run and search for them.....she tried a telepathic beam instead

"Rahvin, Telina, GET OUT OF HERE!"

She noticed that man called Sasal....he was there and....was it Arygon? At least she heard his voice.

She hesitated for a moment to remember a frost-spell her mother taught her

"Varde kallt.....Flammor, dra er tillbaka"

Sasal made an effort to help her and she was grateful, the baby did not fancy the rapidly increasing heat

Brianna´s frostspell made an icy cloud....she yelled at Sasal to come along and they exited the room engulfed in the cloud, only to find the stairs totally in flames!!!

OOC: Now what???

Flint Ironwood, to the rescue!

Flint made his way through the inn, coughing to get the ash out of his lungs.
When he reached the stairs, he noticed that they were burning. It was no problem for the Breton. All his jumping around with spells had also made him quite an impressive jumper on his own. Flint took a running leap, grabbed a beam supporting the roof and then swung further along and landed on the upper floor.
It was there that he noticed several people in trouble.

,,Hi, mind if I drop in? The best way to get out of here would be by jumping out through a window. Please follow me." He told them. It was probably best if he didn't mention that he was the cause of the fire in the first place.

Arygon smashed his machinery into the zombie crushing it to the floor, then he kicked it down into the flames. "Brianna, sorry about this." Arygon lifted her and ran the lenght of the hall smashed through the window and landed on the building next door. Arygon bent to put Brianna down. "There you go all safe now." Arygon stopped "Wait... where's Telina and Rahvin?"

Flint Ironwood, in the burning house of doom!

Flint saw how Arygon grabbed Brianna and stormed out through the window. He was amazingly fast for someone who was carrying someone else. Still, Flint was convinced that there were still people here.
,,Nice going, Arygon! Just look after her for a while, ok?! I'm going to poke around here some more!" He shouted over to them and then began to search the building.

Brianna, safe....for the moment

Brianna tumbled around in the street outside the burning inn, the ice-cloud still to some extent active..but where was Sasal? And Rahvin....Telina??

Another tele-beam had to be cast, this one a really strong one


"Rahvin, Telina, GET OUT OF THERE!"

She sat on the pavement, panting, looking wearily at the building in flames....

"Mother.....what shall I do? I need a fire-extinguishing-spell!"

Then she remembered!

"Flammor.....dra er tillbaka......dra er tillbaka!"

She said the incantation, pointing at the fire.......and waited ror the estimated result..

Ranes, Burning Inn of d00m

Ranes had been jarred awake by the smell of smoke. Luckily he had been fully dressed, even in his armor, when he had gone to bed. He was tired afterall. Sighing he kicked the door down, to find the hall engulfed in flame. The fire didn't concern him - Dunmer burnt about as well as a pile of ash - but the smoke and the damage the fire was doing to the building did. It wouldn't be long before the building's supports were too ravished to support the building, and no matter what race you were, a building falling on you tended to kill you. Ranes cast a few frost spells into the hallway to slow the fire's progress some and backed back into his room.

Turning Ranes blasted out the window with a weak shock spell before leaping out of it and landing with a heavy thud. He pulled himself to his feet and looked at the burning building. Maybe he should've learned conjuration, as a frost atronach would be dandy right now.

Still, Ranes was determined to do what he could, and threw out some frost spells against the building, which extinguished some external flames.

Sadril

The fight with the zombie that ulitimately led to the Inn catching on fire was enough to break Sadril's seriousness for the time being. In fact, he broke out into laughter before the point that the fire had become a serious threat. "Hell, I ain't going in there," he said, minding his weakness to fire as a vampire (of course, for the most part it was nulled by his Dunmeri resistance to fire, he still used it as an excuse). Sadril stepped back and let others work their magick and life-saving skills.

Veric

Veric, standing with Cerpin, noticed some smoke in the general direction of the Inn, "That could be my assassin's doing," he said with a sneer, "This may be a good time for you to take advantage of someone, amidst the chaos of fire, no?" He suggested to Cerpin.