"NO by all means" Serene watched the stange man yell and run out but she sensed the evil emerging from him, "We´ll stay here, where there´s at least some people we can trust"

She moved closer to the altmer girl and stared at the swinging door hoping for Arco or Jonacin to make their move.....

Sel looked behind him as he ran, wondering why nobody had followed him out of the house to investigate. He sensed something was amiss, but with all the strange things happening to him recently, he didn't trust his gut very much.

Fenris looked out the way the Altmer peasant had come in. He then turned back to those in the house, "Uh, time to leave, like...now!" he said. "Ball of bad looking stuff flying thisaway..."

Celia nodded to the Imperial's advice, but didn't hear the Nord's warning. "All right. I'll stay right here... unless the others have something else planned?" She glanced at the other strangers, not sure what she herself wanted to do at this point...

Once out of the house, Arcyatk turned and found only one person had followed him outside. Well, if they won't listen... An sinister smile grew on his face while the scorrer(sp?) backed around a conrner and cast a powerful cloaking spell on himself. He willed the light-abosorbing ball of energy to slow to a crawl. It still held a straight course for the house and was only a few hundred feet away, but it's blackhole effect had grown stronger. As the ball paased, buildings would lean towards it.

200 feet...
150 feet...
100 feet...

Serene felt it suddenly..

"Celia! come NOW..RUN girl RUNfor your life!"

The women flung to their feet and ran out of the building........just in time...

Sel saw the black mass of absorbing energy moving rapidly towards the house he came from. It was now he wished the mage had followed him outside.
"I have to get them out." he thought, turning around, back towards the house. The mass of energy was too fast. Sel knew only blackness for a time.

Fenris watched the ball with curiosity, before running out himself. Stupid mages he thought.

Celia panted, "But--but what about the others?" She stopped in her tracks. "Shouldn't we get them?" She ran back towards the house, hoping the others had survived.

[quote=MerGirl]Celia panted, "But--but what about the others?" She stopped in her tracks. "Shouldn't we get them?"[/quote]

"What others..?" Fenris asked.

Arsyatk looked on the scene from the end of the street. Not bad for my first day out of that hell-hole... He saw with pleasure that Sel had gotten swallowed up inside his spell. His work was done. Arcyatk had laid the bait, trapped a living soul, and only had to wait now. With the same short words that he had mumbled many times that day, his atire returned and the sorrcer(sp?) himself dissapeared, taking Sel with him while letting the ball dissprse.

Sel woke up and found himself in a strange place. The walls were black, but shiny and opaque. He almost thought he could see faces in the walls, telling him something, warning him.
"Twice in one day." Sel thought. "Knocked out twice." Sel then proceeded to check his things. To his dismay, his dagger was missing.He walked around the small room that caged him, feeling the ice-cold walls for cracks, chacking for something, anything to help him escape. No escape was found. He sat in a corner with his sword out in front of him to light the room in a green glow. If his jailer came, he would be ready.

"Celia! COME BACK, they´ll manage" Serene grabbed the girl ust as she was heading back to the house

"It´s a SOULTRAP"Serene shouted just as she saw a black shadow disappear in a faint mist

Celia gasped. "I hope no one got sucked up into that thing...." She looked closely. Well, the house was still in fine condition, and nothing seemed to be misplaced.

She wandered closer to the house, shaking out of Serene's hold, hoping for a clue as to whether the others escaped the house on time. Stepping into the house, she felt something hard beneath her foot, and picked up her skirts to look down. "Interesting..." She picked it up and called to the others, "Um, I found something... Looks like a dagger or something."

"May I see? " Serene asked....."someone might have been sucked up in it then"

I wonder.......then she was silent

[quote=minque]"May I see? " Serene asked....."someone might have been sucked up in it then"

I wonder.......then she was silent[/quote]

"Unlucky," Fenris commented blankly.

Arcyatk walked through time, his robe clinging tightly to him due to the harsh wind. He was in a tunnel of blue and black streaks. After a few minutes, he stepped out of the, now closing, tunnel and looked around. He was home. As the high elf walked forward, he gazed at the high ceiling. The room that he teleported to was large. It was completly made out of dark granite. The walls themsleves where as smooth as a pebble found in a stream. Thick, dark colums supported the high ceiling and exqusite(sp?) tapisties(sp?) hung inbetween each one. Arcyatk turned and sat in his throne. An emerald-encrusted seat chisled out of a black rock. A few feet away from his perch a small set of open stairs encopassed him; leading down a few feet to an open hall. The hall was packed with tables of red-cherry wood and each filllled with rottening chunks of meat. With the slight lifting movement of his hand, Arcyatk lit the 400 candles along the walls and brought the dark room into a blaze of warm light.

"And so," He said, more to the empty room than to himself. "It's finally begins."

The party of 40 Knights set out as soon as everyone was prepared for the journey. They were lead by Sir Darius, and the newly appointed Captain Albarnian. No one in the company knew what to expect.

That changed when they were in veiw of the Imperial Walls.

The grand Imperial City was lit a'flame, and winged beasts flew around the battlements.

"Whaa-t? happened to the city!?" shocked one soldier asked.

Darius replied in a low voice, "Oblivion, thats what happened". Darius was old enough to remeber when the emperor was slain, and a unkown adventurer traveled the lands to seek the lost heir.

Falx formed a grin on his face, "Too arms brothers! We fight for the city!"

Off they went, spear and sword in hand..

Celia looked back at the Nord and Serene, questioning them with her eyes. "Should we look for survivors...?"

Serene nodded at Celia.." we really ought to, where´s the Dunmer who came with you?..still outside?"

Celia was confused as to who Serene was talking to, or who she was referring to. "What Dunmer?" Then, suddenly, it hit her: She remembered a Dunmer with some sort of cape running in the streets earlier that night...

Her face grew worried. "Oh, that Dunmer! I called to him, but I guess he did not hear me... He just ran off..." She paused. "Do you know him? I'll look for him, if you want."

"Aye" Serene answered, " You go look for him but be careful you don´t know what´s out there,....but go ahead ..."

"Shouldn't be hard, Dunmer stand out more than a Nord in a room full of Bosmer," Fenris said.

"Oh, mister Nord, you coming too?" She said, walking towards the back of the house to inspect the back of the house as well as the streets.

[quote=MerGirl]"Oh, mister Nord, you coming too?" She said, walking towards the back of the house to inspect the back of the house as well as the streets.[/quote]
"Yeah," Fenris replied. "Uh, wait...before we go searching for anyone, we should really uh....learn each others names," he suggested. "Imperial, Nord, and Altmer are real vague terms to refer to each other..."

He grinned.

As he sat, thnking of his next move, Arcyatk felt a tug at the back of his mind. He remembered that someone had gotten trapped in his spell's prison. With a quick snapping of his bronzed fingers, the sorrcerer(sp?) materialized his prisoner before him a chains and paralzyed from the neck down. "Now, I have questions...And you had better hope you know the awnsers." With that, Arcyatk stood up and walked over to Sel, lifting his head so that he could look into Arcyatk's face. "Or else."

The Altmer girl blushed. "Oh, I'm sorry. Okay, um, "she gestured to herself "I'm Celia, a Altmer healer-in-training." She gestured towards the Imperial woman. "And she's Serene, a very nice Imperial lady." She turned towards the Nord. "And you?" She started shifted her weight, becoming a bit shy again.

[quote]As he sat, thnking of his next move, Arcyatk felt a tug at the back of his mind. He remembered that someone had gotten trapped in his spell's prison. With a quick snapping of his bronzed fingers, the sorrcerer(sp?) materialized his prisoner before him a chains and paralzyed from the neck down. "Now, I have questions...And you had better hope you know the awnsers." With that, Arcyatk stood up and walked over to Sel, lifting his head so that he could look into Arcyatk's face. "Or else."[/quote]

Sel felt the mage's hand on his face, but could not move to get them off. Having no other form of rebellion to use, he spat in the altmer's face.
"Who the hell are you and what do you want with me?"

Havin g been silent during the incident with the great black spell, Jonacin felt now was the time to introduce himself to the Nord, and to the Latmer who had called herself Celia. "My name is Jonacin",he said, "and what might your's be Nord?"

[quote=Dantrag]Sel felt the mage's hand on his face, but could not move to get them off. Having no other form of rebellion to use, he spat in the altmer's face.
"Who the hell are you and what do you want with me?"[/quote]

Arcyatk smiled coolly, he wiped off his cheek and turned his back on his prisoner. The mage lifted his hand and lightly snapped his fingers, causing Sel to be slammed into the floor. He then started pacing. "Who I am is none of your concern. What you should be asking is whether or not you will live." Arcyatk turned his head to glare at Sel, and he continued. "You see, I have been away for a very long time. All I want to know are some current happenings. Like where this land is, who the Emporer is, and such to that extent." He stopped in the middle of the room and brought a hand close to Sel's face. "Umni-e so-trunosis kkinna me toae." Darkness began to fly from the candles in the place of light and he finished in a almost joyful tone. "Hurry, your time is running out."

Celia nearly jumped out of her skin. She didn't remember the Redguard being there! "Oh! Hello!" She blushed, feeling that she had been rude. "I'm sorry, and I'm glad you survived... Thought for a minute there you got sucked up too."

:No, but Sel was. He just vanished into thin air. That spell must have teleported him somewhere", said Jonacin to the violently blushing Celia.

Celia couldn't wait anymore, for she was too worried about the other Dunmer. What if he was hurt by a demon? What if he was hurt? What if he was---

Celia shook her head of the thought and ran past the house into the streets, shouting, tears falling down her cheeks, "Is anyone out there? Please, please speak up!"

Serene, worried, stated to the others, "Someone should go after her..." And if they don't, I will, thought the Imperial mage.

Jonacin shook his head, angry at Celia for being so foolish. Drawing his sword he prepared ran after her, telling the others to stay where they were. "stay here" he said, "we don't need to get any more spread out, we've enough trouble staying together as it is". He then ran after Celia, hoping he could catch up to her before someone - or something - else did

[quote=Hukai The Wandering][quote=Dantrag]Sel felt the mage's hand on his face, but could not move to get them off. Having no other form of rebellion to use, he spat in the altmer's face.
"Who the hell are you and what do you want with me?"[/quote]

Arcyatk smiled coolly, he wiped off his cheek and turned his back on his prisoner. The mage lifted his hand and lightly snapped his fingers, causing Sel to be slammed into the floor. He then started pacing. "Who I am is none of your concern. What you should be asking is whether or not you will live." Arcyatk turned his head to glare at Sel, and he continued. "You see, I have been away for a very long time. All I want to know are some current happenings. Like where this land is, who the Emporer is, and such to that extent." He stopped in the middle of the room and brought a hand close to Sel's face. "Umni-e so-trunosis kkinna me toae." Darkness began to fly from the candles in the place of light and he finished in a almost joyful tone. "Hurry, your time is running out."[/quote]


Sel thought for a second, forcing himself to focus through the pain. He decided to find out just how long this altmer had been gone.
"We are in the city of Cyrodiil," he began with truth, "And our Emperor's name is Tiber Septim - we are in the third era." Sel knew the man could not possobly be that old, but decided to see how crazy this powerful man was.

OOC: tiber is NOT the emperor. sel is being semi-dumb, trying to throw off the mage.

lonewolf, i dont think it really messes anything up, but Sel never told any of you guys his name, so i guess i will edit the post where Sel said "now isnt the time for introductions" or whatever he said.

Fenris just shook his head. "Well...they call me Fenris..." he said, even though Serene was the only one still within earshot.

The comapany's horses thudded up to the gates of the Cyrodilic City. In a rare turn of events, there were no guards at the gates, at least none standing.

The place was littered with stones off the massive ramparts, random fires that burnt whatever would catch on fire, and body's, body's everywhere. Falx heard one soldier throw up in the distance.

"By the name of Akatosh... What madness has happened here?!" One shocked soldier questioned looking at the burnt body of a Imperial Royal Guard, "These are the best soldiers of the land!"

In a instant, with that soldiers words, moral seemed to fall admists them.

"Dissssmount Soldiers" Darius called hopping off his horse, it suprised Falx to see his short stature after riding for so long. Slowly, in ranks of 10 wide, by 5 deep, they advance into the city. Occasionaly a cry or a shreek could be heard in the distance.

Falx held the right flank and commanded the soldiers with them to equip tower sheidls and spears. Darius did the same on the left. Cautiously they marched onward, for how long wasn't apparent, for they were to busy looking for horrors that weren't there.

In the distance a burning inn could be seen, and more body's and fires. Then Falx spotted something moving in front of the soldiers. He whispered a hault command throughout the ranks. Everyone knelt down, afraid for what it was.

It seems that a large mass, of some odd creatures, were present not but 50 meters away from the inn. And there was more! There were people standing in the square too! Falx turned a sharp eye towards Darius who noticed the same thing. Instantly the simultaniously yelled,

"CHARGE!!!"

52 Knights charged towards the enemy who were starting to make a move on the people. A few of the beast turned around and started a counter charge. The Knights caught up with the demons.

The battle for Cyrodill had begun, little did they know how much blood would be spilt.

(OOC - The soldiers that my guy was leading had just attacked a group of the monster from oblivion that were just about to ambush everyone still in the square (Outside the Inn or whatever). Everyoen can see the fight, be sure to take control of it a little bit.)

Arco leaned against the wall as he looked up into the sky as the rain fell down on him. He touched on his chest looking down seeing the huge wound and the armor almost disintagreted after the hits by the demons. The burning claws had made the bleeding stop but it didn't help the pain and the hit on his left side had given him a huge wound, and his left eye was still blurry...

Seeing the Redguard sprinting after her with an angry expression on his face, she jumped to the conclusion that he was going to hit her, and picked up speed. Instead of running straight, she took a sharp turn around the corner of the blackened ruins of what used to be a house, and nearly tripped over the legs of a dark body sitting against the side of the house.

"Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew!" Thinking the body was a burnt corpse of some sort, Celia wanted to run away.

Far away.

Until she heard the person's raspy breathing. She crouched down in front of the person (a man?), and asked softly, "Are you all right?" She tensed herself to run incase he really was dead--- and to avoid getting punished by the Redguard.

Jonacin cursed as he saw Celia speed up. Then he saw her stumble over a body in the street. Looking closer at the body, he realised it was Arco!
Yelling for Serene and hoping she could hear him, he sheathed his sword and ran over to where Arco lay. He was badly injured and it looked like he had lost a lot of blood, but he was still breathin. "Arco! Arco it's me, Jonacin" he said, "you have to stay awake. Help is on it's way, just hold on"

"Oh, what should we do, what should we do?" Nervous, she clasped her hands together. "Oh, I really don't know if my healing powers can save him..." Tentatively, her hand reached out towards the man, but then withdrew it in fear. "Should I?"

"I'm sure you can't make him any worse than he already is. Any help you can do him is a good thing. Just give it your best shot" said Jonacin to teh nervous young Altmer

Serene heard Jonacin call for her and Celia´s frightened voice also made her run outside as fast as she could

"where are you?" she asked , then she saw Jonacin and Celia bend over a dark figure leaning against the wall...it was Arco!

"Why we must act immediately "she said....c´mon Celia we must join forces here.."

Serene grabbed the young girls hands and together they concentrated, concentrated to summon their healingpowers.....

Jonacin watched Arco's wounds slowly close up as Serene and Celia focused their combined will upon him. His breathing, which had been ragged and shallow, became deeper and far more regular.

"Jonacin!" Serene´s voice was hoarse, give me something to drink......she panted, healing always wore her out....she was not that young anymore so the strain upon her was greater that on a younger one

Jonacin, hearing Serene's hoarse cry, immediately turned to her. She was worn out from the effort of healing Arco, and could barely stand. He lifted her up in his arms, and began to walk back to the house they had sheltered in, hoping the bed was still there so she could get some rest. "Help Arco to his feet and follow me" he said to Celia.

Serene rested in Jonacin´s arms as they headed towards the house, satisfied with the healing, Arco would be able to at least walk for himself by now, and she was very impressed bt Celia´s performance out there.

"Celia is a very good healer" she said, " It wouldn´t have succeded without her, put me down Jonacin and go help her, we have to take good care of her she is very valuable"

Seeing as Serene had just told him to put her down, Jonacin lowered her to her feet and then turned to Celia, who was struggling to support Arco. He strode over, and placing Arco's arm over his shoulder, proceeded to help him get to somewhere he could lie down and rest for a while. "Well done Celia, i'll take him from here" He said to the young girl, who was looking almost as worn out as Serene had "Go and get some rest, you like like you're half dead"

(Ooc: Sorry, I'm late!)

[quote]Sel thought for a second, forcing himself to focus through the pain. He decided to find out just how long this altmer had been gone.
"We are in the city of Cyrodiil," he began with truth, "And our Emperor's name is Tiber Septim - we are in the third era." Sel knew the man could not possobly be that old, but decided to see how crazy this powerful man was.

OOC: tiber is NOT the emperor. sel is being semi-dumb, trying to throw off the mage.

lonewolf, i dont think it really messes anything up, but Sel never told any of you guys his name, so i guess i will edit the post where Sel said "now isnt the time for introductions" or whatever he said.

Arcyatk stood for a moment, considering the man that layed before him. "I think you're lying." With that, hs took his left index finger and stabbed Sel in the forehead with it. His growing powers searing a small, irrepable hole. "I warned you. Unless you want to start losing limbs and...other parts, I suggest you had be more cooperative." The high elf stood up and made his way over to the glassy black throne. He sat. "Now, for you sake," Arcyatk snapped his figners thus producing two rats on either side of Sel. "The rest of your information had better be the truth."

Nodding wearly, but still a bit wary of the Redguard, Celia whispered, "Are you going to hit me?" She was used to getting slapped or punished by her elders whenever she wandered off without notice.