Sadril

You'r not being very supportive damn you!

"I am dead serious, damnit," Sadril said, but he couldn't think of anything else to say.

Help me! What do you and everyone else know that he doesn't?

OOC: we may be nearing the point where we need the others on

Cerpin

"So you're saying that I'm in your head? If that were so, I'd tell you to be quiet."

He thought he may be pushing too far, but ignored his better judgement.

Rahvin

I don't know! Um...who knew that I was in prison? No, anyone could figure that out. Try lying about me and see if he falls for it and acts like it's true. Does that make sense?

Oran had barely finished teleporting to the centre of Skyrim. From there he had a local mage transport him to the largest magicka sourse in the last while... where Lord Arygon's puppet was. Oran looked around the ground was scortched Wow... Oran thought to himself wandering by it. He followed the convientent tracks in the snow toward a large group of people. "Is Lady Brianna here? Appearntly Lord Arygon wanted Brianna's child to have this..."

Sadril

No you idiot, of course it doesn't! Sadril was getting frantic and angry, but he recomposed himself for this lie. He didn't need to fool everyone there, only the one inhabiting Rahvin's body.

"Then tell me," Sadril said, his voice slightly calmer and more cunning, "In what manner did you slay Brianna's lover so many days ago?"

Cerpin

Cerpin had no idea who had killed Jadier, but he did know that he had been found in a cave, dead.

And judging by the wounds, it had not been by any dagger, which was the only thing that was on his person at the moment. It was a long shot, but he decided to take it.

"I didn't kill Jadier!" he protested, "What is this, a quiz?"

Rahvin

Good try. he said, seriously this time.

I don't know what you should say next though. Ask him about his dreams or something. I know Telina saw one or two of mine.

This was going to be a long day.

Sadril

Sadril turned, a crazed look in his vampiric eyes. He was about to bring his Katana down on the delivery person who had just shown up, but some how contained himself. "Argh! I dunno! She's over that way," he said pointing in a completely random direction. That direction happened to be the opposite of where Brianna actually was.

(little adventure for our dear oran )


Telina is dead! It slipped, he really didn't want to say that, but if Telina was the only one who saw Rahvin's dreams, well, she was gone now.

"Lucky..." he said quietly, "Then why don't you tell them about the horrible things in your dreams then?" Sadril didn't know what exactly what were in Rahvin's dreams, but he felt the darkness in it before when he snuck up behind Rahvin while he was washing his face a day ago at the Inn.

Rahvin

Oh, right. he thought when Telina was mentioned. I forgot.

He figured that he should be shedding a tear or something, but couldn't.

Cerpin

"Just nightmares." he answered with a shrug. "Usually get them when I eat some bad food or something. Now do you want to let me rest, or do I have to answer probing questions all day?"

Oran looked around, it seemed it was the two of them arguing by themselves. He wandered along and was looking at the package when he walked into someone. He looked up at a lady, "Are you lady Brianna?" He asked.

Sadril

Sadril lost it. He swung his Katana horizontally at 'Rahvin's' neck, "Defend yourself!" he called in warning.

Sorry if your body gets banged up.

If Sadril was going to probe 'Rahvin' with questions like this, they would do so amidst swords. The plan was to cause him to slip up while he was concentrating on defending himself, rather than his web of lies. "Nice gloves, when did you get them?"

Problem was Sadril had no idea how good this man was, nor had he seen the limits of Rahvin's body.

Cerpin

Cerpin grinned and dodged the first strike.

"So you're willing to take the chance that the 'Rahvin' in your head is real and I'm fake? What if you kill me? Then how will you feel when you learn that you killed the real Rahvin? Or even if I am fake, you don't leave a body for the Rahvin in your head to come back to."

He drew one of Rahvin's daggers from his sleeve. "Please don't make me use this."

Serene, stop him before I'm forced to take his body to keep him from killing this one.

Rahvin

Whoa. I don't see how losing a head can be described as 'banged up'. What if he couldn't dodge that shot to the neck? Be more careful, damn. Or let it go for now. We can figure something out later.

Sadril

"Use it, I dare you!" Sadril said with anger before bringing his sword down on 'Rahvin's' shoulder. This time however, he was using the blunt side of the Katana.

Damnit, you're right. And so is he. But Rahvin... This being, what if he is here to kill Brianna? I suppose we'll have to watch him... Er you... Whatever.

OOC: he won't attack a third time, for future reference

Sasal

Taking Brianna's and Serene's hands, sasal said with a cold face under his helmet,
"Dont look back, the more we dwadle on Telina's death, the more we are all at risk."
Crunching through the snow under his boots, he said
"Let not Telina's sacrifice be in vain" Feeling no emotion as he took the two in hand as he walked away.

Oran followed along, "Sir! Ma'am? Hello? Is there a Brianna here?"
It was agravating to be ignored.

Flint Ironwood, having taken a wrong turn.

Flint lost consciousness long before he reached the top of his jump. Fortunately, his spell continued to work even when he wasn't aware of it and his fall was painful, but not the crushing experience it could've been.

He didn't know where he was or how long he'd been out by the time he woke up. The sound of a crackling fire told him that he was lying in a bed somewhere. He opened his eyes, but his vision was too blurred to see anything.

,,Look who we've got here. Do you know how angry I am? First you just leave and now you made one flashy re-entrance, crashing into the ground right in the middle of the street."

Flint sighed inwardly. He knew that voice and he wasn't so sure that he liked meeting her again.
,,Sorry, Selie. But I've got this huge bounty on my head. I can't just pop up and say hello. Thanks for the help though. Say, where am I anyway." He spoke as his eyes slowly adjusted.

,,Where do you think you are? You are back home, in North Point, High Rock. And don't use that bounty as a stupid excuse. You've brought it onto yourself. And things have only gotten worse here when you left. Your father isn't retired yet."

Flint rolled his eyes and was rewarded with a fist in his face.
,,Great, I am a death man."
,,Ow! Hey, I am wounded. Take it easy, ok? Look, I simply can't walk the streets here with that bounty." He complained while nursing his nose. He'd forgotten how hard she could punch. It had rarely been a problem, for he was usually in a position where he could dodge them.


(Since we're going to fast-forward somewhere, I figured it might be best to give Flint the chance for settling down. Selie used to be his girlfriend by the way, before Flint got some trouble with his dad.)

Telina, somewhere else

Telina opned her eyes, and realized that she was not dead...yet. She was chained to a wall, her amrs and legs stretched out, in great shackles. The room was dark, darker then the abbyss of Oblivion itself. Exept, a great big white light, that was almost blinding her suddenly came, and she closed her eyes almost shut, to keep the light out.

She tried to use magic to get out of the great shackles, but she was stuck, her magicka spent, with no way out. She was beginning to get afraid, and the tears started to flow down again...there was no hope for her, she was trapped.

"GET ME OUT OF HERE", she yelled desperately.

Hecate

Hecate was slowly formed and came out of nothing but a small blink near his hideout after he'd used his recall ring to this position. The group was moving, he had to keep up with them, having to teleport due to the rather supernatural event with that dying Breton he is now way behind.
Grabbing the equipment he needs in a hurry Hecate runs out of his hideout and into the streets of Lainlalten. He moved quickly against the stables, hiding behind a small pile of snow he saw a beautifull black steed.

Hecate slowly sneaked up behind one of the stable workers. Hecate wasn't making a single sound as he moved through the thick snow. Out of the cover of his black cloak emerged dagger, it's blade gleaming from the stable workers torch. Hecate was now right behind the Nord. He grabbed the Nord quickly with his left arm, the Nord didn't even have time to react before a long curved dagger blade slit open his whole throat, cutting over the wind pipe before making it's way deeper, cutting over the main blood vein. A small cough from the Nord and he fell forward. Hecate held on to the Nords shoulder, guiding him slowly down to the ground, not making a noise.

With the Nord dead he mounted the black horse before taking off fast against the direction the group was heading.

Veric


"Now now, Telina. You don't want to leave so soon, do you?" A voice echoed through the darkness. Veric's face, or what she remembered of it, moved into the light, himself wearing his usual crimson robe.

"Don't cry," he said, lifting her chin up and wiping away the tears. "Rahvin might still come to rescue you someday. Too bad he has already forgotten about you," he added with a sadistic laugh.

Telina

"you..you lie, he will never forget me...let me loose and I'll tear you to shreds", she said, and then she spat him straight in the face.

OOC: Yes, let the torure begin, and lets start the first step of our great plan....mwuhahahaha

OOC: not yet tellie... not yet

Veric

"Somehow," Veric cocked his head, still grinning, "I knew you would do that." He wiped the spit off of his face and began pacing. "You see, they're already moving away from where you fell. Everyone saw you lose to me, but no one really seemed to care," he pulled a thin dagger from his sleeve when his back was turned from Telina.

Telina

That proves nothing, they move away, beacuse they know thats what I wished for them to do...and precisely, there is nothing left for me here, so why dont you just do what you have to do and get it over with"?

OOC:Yes, she have admitted that there is nomore hope.

Veric

"Giving up all hope so soon? That's too bad," he said stepping towards her, "You should have seen the way Rahvin comforted Brianna at your death," he continued, her eyes locked on his own. She could almost make out her reflection in those yellow eyes of his.

The steel dagger, thin and sharp to the touch, slowly pierced her side. He pressed it further in at an upward angle, slowly but surely.

Telina

Telina felt the dagger that was slowly moving its way through her, her screams echoed again and again through the empty room, and the occasional sentences came out..."what do you want"..."please stop, it hurts so much"

She looked straight into his eyes, as he tortured her, and she hated thim...hated everything about this monster...someday she would kill him.

Veric

"I want nothing more than to hear you scream!" Veric yelled as he quickly ripped the dagger out of Telina's side and used the same technique again, slowly thrusting the knife through her stomach and twisting it simultaneously; not yet healing the first wound inflicted.

Telina

"You monster", she yelled...but seeing his greatest wish was to hear her scream, she closed her eyes, not mking the slightest sound, altough thge pain was gruesome, she kept on...she did not know how long he tortured her...only that it seemed that it had already been an eternity".

Suddenly, she trew her head forwards, knocking her forehead, into his.

MAZE


Maze could feel dark things at work... "I must leave that one for later" he thougth some what amused... he then did something very perculiar... he raised a shadow from the ground and slowly it started to transformed into a gothic-like door... he then slowly opened the door that only led to darkness... he slowly started to walk inside stil leaving the ground behind him with black smoke marks... as he was slowly lost in the darkness of his chambers the gothic door slowly closed... the shadow then slowly started to dissapear into the ground...


OOC: I thought since Maze realy is not going anywhere he might as well go and take a nap... of sorts...

Veric

Veric stumbled backwards pulling the dagger out with him, a wicked grin on his face and an evil look in his eyes. "Yes! Let it go Telina, release your anger," he stepped forward again, this time in a low Dunmer voice spoke, "Try to resist me."

It was Rahvin, or rather, Veric had shifted himself to look just like Rahvin. He healed both of Telina's wounds on her side and her stomach, stepped forward and put his arm around her back.

"I'm here for you," 'Rahvin' said in a very convincing voice, "Don't be afraid."

Telina

"You are not Rahvin, Rahvin is safe...but, but please stop, finish this, I cant take anymore anyways". She was broken, her once big pride lost, all she had left was sorrow, and anger.

OOC:Shogun, you know what to do...

hey, big hamster cave Star Wars moment here...almost

Rahvin

Just let it go for now; see what the others say. Then we'll go from there.

Cerpin

Cerpin took the blow to the shoulder and just stood there.

"Fine." he said almost sadly. "If you want to kill me, do it, but I won't kill you."

He stretched his arms out wide and dropped Rahvin's dagger to the ground.

OOC: If Veric is Telina's father...i will kill someone.

Veric

There was still much anger in her, he knew this. But Veric was having too much fun to care. He stepped back, recalling back to a book he had once read pertaining to events that had happened years ago, he tried something.

Changed back to his Breton form, he spoke, "Your name is no longer Telina Delvanni," he paused for a moment trring to come up with a new one...

Sadril

Sadril turned the blade resting on 'Rahvin's' shoulder so it was in position to decapitate him. A moment of silence passed and Sadril withdrew his blade and sheathed, still staring at the false Rahvin.

OOC: sry gotta pack, be back in a couple

(That would be terrible indeed, though I must say that it was one of my favourite moments. ,,I....am your father." ,,NOOOO!!!!" )

Flint Ironwood, on the road.

,,If you don't like that bounty, do something about it and stop complaining."
That's what she said and Flint thought it was a good idea. In fact, it was so good it bothered him that he never thought of it before.

Flint walked through the streets, looking as confident as he could though he really felt naked without his equipment. All he had was a small knife he 'borrowed' from Selie's kitchen and some clothes that a local robber was so friendly to give him. But with his wounds healed and a whole load of new tricks he picked up over the years, he knew that he could survive if his plan failed.

The big mansion still looked just the way he remembered it. Flint walked up to the front door and knocked.
,,I want to speak your master, it regards certain...bussiness." He said in a low tone when two eyes peeked through a small hatch in the door.

(yes, he is going to deal with the price on his head. And what is the new name going to be, Darth Telina? )

Serene

Of course I won´t give you away! I promised you didn´t I......An besides he´ll not kill that body! But try to stay alive, Brianna would be very sorry if something happened to you

Serene´s face did not show anything, no feelings, nothing.


Brianna

Brianna did not like Cerpin to fight with that vamp....in fact the vamp still scared her, not so much as before but still.

She watched the fight carefully.....praying inside her head to the divines to spare Cerpin

From a distance she thought she heard someone mentioning her name......but it was probably just the wind!

Oran walked slowy behind the group "Hello?" he said "is there a Brianna here?" Noone had turned around... so he had to try harder. He tapped the closest lady on the shoulder, "Is there a Brianna here?"

Flint Ironwood, High Rock.

The door opened and Flint went inside, remembering just in time that he shouldn’t reveal his familiarity with the building. He waited till he was led to the living room.
,,Give me your weapons.” His guide grunted. Flint shrugged and handed over the knife.

There, on a couch, sat the man he was looking for. Lacking eyes, a tongue and his hands, he wasn’t the prettiest. Flint bowed despite the futility of such an action.
,,I have come here to collect the bounty for the man known as Flint Ironwood. Call me….Arygon.” He said. He silently thanked the death thief whose name he just borrowed.

,,I am the spokesman of sir Ironwood. I can tell you that he would be very pleased if you gave us any proof before we pay you.” A big Nord who stood next to Flint’s father responded.
Flint nodded as he opened a small bag and took out…a hand.
,,This is the hand I took from my prey. I can assure you that everything else is as death as this hand.” Flint told them as he showed the Daedric rune that had been carved into the hand’s skin.

The Nord opened a large chest and took out one of the many pouches that were inside. The pouch looked like it was filled to the point of bursting with Septims.
,,Here is your pay, Arygon. Don’t hesitate to serve my master again.”
Flint catched the pouch and opened it to see if the money was actually inside. He’d never thought he would get paid for faking his own assassination.
,,Now I can retire.”

He closed the bag and turned around, only to stare down on the blade of a sword held by the man who’d brought him here..
,,Tsk, you’ve gotten careless, Flint. To show your face here will be a fatal mistake, Or did you expect that I wouldn’t recognize you? Kill him.”
Flint didn’t wait for the Nord to finish speaking. There were three people in this room, and one of them was unable to fight at all. Flint did a backflip while he used a short burst of Telekinesis to grab the sword out of the guard’s hand. He spun around while he landed in front of the Nord and performed a clean cut across his throat before spinning around again and stabbing the sword through the guard’s chest.

Both of his victims crumpled to the floor. Flint picked up his dagger and moved back towards the disfigured and helpless shape of his father.
,,Sorry, but I won’t let you hunt me again. Say hello to mum for me.” He spoke as he drew the knife across his father’s throat.

Before leaving, Flint took two more bags of septims from the chest. He’d use two to pay Selie for her hospitality and the other one for when he retired. But first, there was still business waiting for him in Skyrim. After dropping the money and the borrowed knife of at her house without being noticed, Flint dug up his gear underneath a tree and cast a recall spell that would take him to the burned out inn in Lainlalten.
,,I hope the others are fine.”


(Now I've got something to do during the fast-forward. If Flint survives that long.)

Ranes, with the group

Ranes turned towards Sadril, the snow crunching under his boots. He didn't trust the vampire very much, but, what possible reason would he have to fabricate such a story? How could he possibly gain from this? Maybe he was going mad, taking a trip down Sheogorath's merry Golden Road. But even for a madman it was a peculiar accusation. Possible explainations and theories of what the Oblivion was going on raced through his mind.

Ranes muttered a curse. "Are we done here? We have to keep moving. That honoured user back there probably is going to come for us next if we don't get the Oblivion outta here."

Hecate

Hecate rode upon a small hill covered in snow, overlooking where the party. The warm breath from the horse was easily seen in the cold and moist air and Hecate's cloak rode in the chilly wind which swept across the landscape. He sat there on his steed watching how the vampire was fighting with the Dunmer. He rested his hands on his daggers as he leaned a little forward trying to see where Serene was. Shorty after a quick scan he located her in the middle of the party she looked all frozen as he watched the fight.

I can't recall if I said this or not Serene, but the group will fall apart, it's unstable and no one is to trust. The vampire is after the woman, the half-breed. It's in his nature to suck blood from their veins, and why let go off such a beautifull victim. The rest of the group mostly consist of assassins and thieves, people you can't trust, people... like myself. It will fall apart, and in the end you and the half-breed will be left for me and my master.

Hecate thought, hopefully Serene would sense it.

Maze within his chambers


Maze moved silently through the darkness... he could hear his henchmen all around him... waiting for his comandments... "Nasmo Se Teka" Maze growled and his minions droped to the floor and bowed... Maze could see in the darkness where there was no light at all... he turned his gaze upon them... "Beautiful creatures they are... who's only purpose in life is to destroy and create agony..." he thought sadisticly while staring at his minions... he waved his hand signaling them to dissapear from his sight and they obeyed... he ealked down a series of hallways until he reached a huge room... this room was filled with corpses, skeletons, weapons, artifacts and the such... he walked across it until he got close to a dying young warrior... he grabed him by the throat and picked him up... "Have you learned your lesson yet son?... no... then you shall pay..." Maze started walking down another hallway while dragging his son by the throat... he came upon a room with a giant red orb with shadow runing within it... he grabed his son and pushed him against the surface of the blood red orb... the son started to slowly sink in... and then all the shadows within the orb consumed the child...

Maze smiled sadisticly... "Soon you will be a part of me my son.." he whispered darkly... he then left the room and started to make his way towards the entrance of his castle... he waved he pushed open the door's of his castle and it revealed the village of Lainlalten (or what ever it is called)... he then stepped into the snow... he turned around and threw one last look at his castle before he waved his hand and the doorway transformed into a shadow and dissapeared...

Maze whispered darkly again... "Soon you will be a part of me."

He then started to make his way down the snow towards the village... stil leaving black smoke marks wherever his feet touched...

Serene

Serene sat silent....a voice filled her mind, a strange voice and it´s words were fateful, it predicted the fate of the group of prople in ewhich she was dwelling at the moment, it also predicted a dreadful fate for Brianna,,,her first-born child...Serene sighed she knew where the voice came from and thus she knew it was telling the truth.......
Who was he? the one who already had foreseen what would happen to Brianna and herself,,,,,it was scary, but yet....trustworthy....Brianna was pregnant....the father unknown to her but surely not to Brianna,,.....this "person" knew all of it..what a relief it would be to give in...to surrender to it and just let go....

She looked at >Brianna...so young and vivid....if anything would happen to her....it would make her father furious..Athyn would not let anything happen to Brianna.....maybe it would be for the best to send her back to Vvardenfell....to Ald´ruhn

"Who are you? What do you want from me and my daughter?"

Oran poked the woman again, "Hello, is there a Brianna here?!!?" Arygon had always taught to anwser when you were called. If you swore at him and told him you had said nothing he'd have you whipped worse than if you told him what you had said. "Hello?" Oran pratically yelled.

Brianna

Someone poked her on her left shoulder, asking for a "Brianna"....that made her turn around, facing a complete stranger....

"Uhhh yes, I´m Brianna" she answered totally confused, " What do you nwant from me, and who are you?" She was totally stunned..who would want anything from her? Who knew she was here, except from those in the group?

Oran finally got an anwser, "Oh, you're Brianna? That makes this easier." Oran said as he lifted the package. "This is from Lord Arygon, my Master, he said it was..." Oran leaned in and whispered, "For your child..." Oran gave her the box, "Have a nice day!" He activated the Recall glove Arygon had given to him.

Arygon turned, Oran had come back. "You will begin your training now Oran." Arygon smiled, this was going to be fun. Oran was mystified, i'm being taugh by Arygon himsefl!?!

OOC: His servants are in awe of him... plus he's stronger than the puppet.

Hecate

You might have heard of me, but than again, you might not. See me as a legendary assassin. What I want of your daughter? I want nothing of her, now of course, you can either choose to believe me or not, for me it doesn't have anything to say. I won't continue this conversation now my dear Serene, but soon... soon we will speak in person

After his message, Hecate reached for his ring, not really concerned about what Serene would reply.

Keep an eye out for me Serene, I will visit you soon

Then the ring glided onto his finger. He would start tracking the party as soon as they would start travel.

OOC: Sorry to close the convo Minque, but I have to go - Friends calling, I'll make a post tomorrow and we'll meet tomorrow too... Hecate and Serene I mean..

Maze

Maze waved his right hand and a giant black shadow wave rised from the snow and completley destroyed the village of Lainlalten... only a mountain of rubble and corpses remained... he grew closer and closer towards the once the ruin that was once a village... he started walking along the rubbles that used to be streets... he then saw something move in the corner of his eye... it was a little gril... a little gril had survived... but she was being crushed by rubble that had landed on top of her... she was screaming/crying for help... Maze walked closer to her and smile... the poor chiled cryed even harder...

Maze knelt down beside her... "shhh... it will all be over now..." he whispered darkly... and then a small and incredibly sharp shadow rised from the snow... it moved like a snake... and striked just as fast... it striked right behind the little grils ear and pierced through to the other side... the little gril did not have time to cry or scream... her head just fell looking down... and the shadow retreated from the gril and vanished...

Maze smiled and closed the little gril eye's with his fingers... he then stood up and started to make his way down the ruins of the village...

OOC: No problems...we´ll meet tomorrow! Heh....I´m looking forward to have a conversation with Hecate!

Serene

Serene slowly walked away from the group..she needed to be alone for a while...that voice she heard.....intriguing and trustworthy,,yet a bit scary..it was obvioius it was that evil she sensed before,,but it seemed intelligent and somewhat sensible.....she was curious about what this would lead to.

She noticed a strange man approach Brianna,,,,,now what was this supposed to mean?

Cerpin

Cerpin saw that Sadril wasn't going to attack again, so he slowly picked up Rahvin's dagger and returned it to its rightful place.

As if he had completely forgotten about Sadril, he turned to Brianna. "What is that?" he asked, looking at the package she had just recieved.

Sasal

Sasal had smiled at the young man who had talked to brianna. Wonder how that youn lass, Telina is doing..... Sasal muttered as he noted Serene walk away. Something i want, but can never really have... He thought as he raised his hands form under his cloak, in the manner of reaching out towards her. Taking off his helmet, he imbraced the cold weather with a deep breath, while letting his hair down to reveal a full set of long hair.

Telina

Telina knew what would happen to her...although she was ashamed of herself for not helping to take out Arcyahkt over ten years ago, she had gained most of the information about those events...and knew that Veric would do the same to her, as as Arcyahkt did to Sel...she would become..."Death".

Serene, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything...my fate have been sealed, this man will turn me the same way Arcyahkt did with Sel...so if I ever come across you again...kill me, she just hope the telapathic message came to her...she had inteded to ask for help...but that was pointless, they would be to late.

She fell a few more tears, knowing her fate, so she told Veric..."Just give me the name dammit, there is nothing I can do about it".

OOC:Getting angry.....oh and Fuzzy, I would love if you bring do what you told me you wanted to do...over PM ...cant wait to meet your character;)

Hecate

Hecate slowly rode further on this black steed, following the direction of the road but not going all past the party. He was still observing them from the shadows hoping Serene soon would take a small break for the party, inviting Hecate to a conversation.

Brianna

"I really don´t know....strange it is a gift from Arygon.....that man never stops puzzling me.....what does he want with me? Why is he always trying to "save me" from everything....."

Brianna started to open the package..


Serene

History seemed to repeat itself.....now Telina had encountered the same fate as Sel did......then at the time! Serene shrugged, Telina sent a message to her that she should kill her on sight iv they meet again......Serene sighed, she had no intention of killing anyone if it could be avoided......

She felt the presence of that "evil" spirit very strongly now.....she even could sense his name, Hecate......But the evilness had changed somewhat, it didn´t scare her anymore.....Maybe it was time to meet him....face to face!


OOC: I´m not sure it´s a good timing tonight Fuzzy....I don´t know how much I´ll be able to be online......maybe later, considerably later though!

Flint Ironwood, Lainlalten ruins.

Flint appeared above the ground in a cloud of Magicka. He'd already expected this since his mark was placed on the first floor of the burnt down inn. He dropped into the pile of ash and rubble without any problems. He then took the time to look around.

,,Nocturnal! What happened here?" He whispered. Lainlalten was gone. Only ruins and corpses remained. Or maybe not just corpses and ruins. Flint ran for the nearest cover and thought over his situation. He had been rather busy, but he hadn't been away from Lainlalten that long. This wasn't the work of an army, only a single unbelievably powerful being could've done that in such a short time. Naturally, Flint didn't want to meet said being.

He slowly crawled through the piles of ash as he made his way out of the city. He was gratefull for his black clothing. It gave him very good camouflage.

MAZE


Maze was standing ontop of a small mountain of rubble and corpses... he felt the breton close... and as he turned his head he saw him crawling through the rubble and of to a clearing away from the ruined village... Maze smiled sadisticly... he then jumped in the air straight up and he turned into a shadow and then he fell through the ground... the shadow was now infront of the breton... the shadow jumped in the air a couple of feet in the air before transforming bakc to it's true form...

Maze feet touched the ground and black smoke came from beneath his feet... he thrusted his hand and grabed the breton by the head... then his hand became like a shadow and started to slowly sink into the bretons head.... and into his mind...

OOC: Cloudy, you should make your character scream in pain since this procedure will be incredibly painful...