Arco leaped down from the 20 feet wall, landing perfectly before tumbling around and rising in one smooth movment and ran off against house.. As he closed something lightened up the night and dark streets, it was a like a huge flame at the entrance to the house...

Without hesitation Arco charged as the flaming creature moved in to the house. Arco dodged the people who had ran out on the street panicing before he rushed straight at the creature... He could see Jonacin slash down at the shoulder of the creature making it lose it balance as he could hear the magical words coming out from Serene's mouth...

Arco leaped onto the creature setting his enchanted Daedric Scimitars right into its back right between the shoulder blades, Arco pressed the magical blades deeper into the creature's hard skin as its flames enrupted into a inferno but Arco didn't let go.. As his light Daedric armor almost started glowing red and his cloak had started burning!

Seeing Arco´s on fire Serene quickly cast the frost-spell once again and the whirling vapour surrounded Arco and the beast, but the flames were out at least......Serene fell to the ground exhausted by the magicka-drainage she suffered from after casting the spell twice.....panting she concentrated to regain strength for a third attack if necessary...

Jonacin slashed his sword at the beast again, this time aiming low at it's stomach. His sword barely pierced the beast's hide, but it was enough to make i roar in pain and anger. It lashed out at him with a huge claw, and he leapt backwards to avoid it. however, the beast moved far faster than he thought possible, and the claw shrieked across his breastplate, putting a deeps gash in it, but not going through, He was hurled against the wall, and lay there daxed for a moment. He could hear Serene chanting another spell, and yelled at Arco to get away from the beast lest she catch him in the spell too.

Arco planted both of his feet in the beasts neck before leaping out almost taking a back flip landing behinde the beast, holding his scimitars to the ground. As the pain from the fire almost made him fall to the ground he didn't give up...

"Attack!" Arco cried out at Jonacin before he charged at the flanked beast slashing down sideways at the creautres neck penetrating the skin as he could see the inferno blasting out fire making the building take fire, but he let his trust go to the small amounts of rain falling from the sky as Jonacin went in for a third attack...

As she waited for the Nord's reply, Celia felt her hairs stood up and she shivered as the sky mysteriously grew darker. And what was that red mist coming from? Then it rained.

That was strange...

Something's bad coming... She did not know how she knew that, but she sensed something was not right. She had never sensed this kind of forceful presense in her entire life living in Cyrodiil. She glanced behind her, and then faced the Nord again, her voice shaking a bit, "Do you sense something?"

Jonacin ran towards the beast, his shield across his body and his sword raised high above his head. Putting as much force behind the blow as possible, he brought his blade down on the beast's head. Amazingly, it's skull split and the sword cut through to the middle of it's chest. The beast slumped lifeless to the floor, and jonacin placed his foot upon it's chest, wrenching his sword out before cleaning it and sheathing it. Looking at the gouge in his breastplate with dismay, he realised that it was going to be very expensive to get it repaired

"Nice Jonacin... Check her, I'll see if there's anymore out there" Arco said, before he turned around scanning the city before running off, Arco had been seriously wounded by the inferno. But with his great endurance and will he kept on running through the wet streets...

Jonacin turned to Serene, who was slumped to her hands and knees on the floor, breathing heavily and trembling. He picked her up in his arms and carried her up the stairs to a bed. Laying her down, he drew a chair over to the bedside where he could watch over her for any signs of injury. He was incredibly tired , but he was determined not to fall asleep until either Serene had regained her strength or Arco returned

"Damnable beast! RIDE HARDER!" Scream Darius

The Creature was gaining on them, for every step the horse took it flew several more.

There was a scream. One less rider. The patrol still had at least another mile to the camp, but their numbers were quickly dwindling.

Darius sent a fireball spell towards the Creature. Nothing, it in nano-seconds dodged the incoming fireball.

Falx kept his mind focused on his horse, and his own life. The horrid face was a burnt image in his brain, never to leave.

The horses galloping gave the sound of thunder in the air. Another scream. The patrol was down to 4 members. Falx's thigh's ached from the constant pursuit, but he carried on none the less.

There was a shout ahead of him, "HURRY UP! Were almost there! The mages will deal with this thing!"

The Dragon Rider's encampment was now visable through the fog, and not but 1/4th of a mile away. Then several streams of arcane magic filled the air.

At the encampment...

"Keep on casting!" Shout Knight Alric, chief of the magic weilders in the battlion, "Let em' have it!"

Bright blue bolts of electricity, and searing red fireballs flew towards the pursiur of the patrol. Occasionaly they scored a hit on the Creature, but it continued on.

Then it turned around and dissapeared

The patrol was now a group of 3, one had accidently been hit by a freindly fireball. To each there own tent they went, Falx, Darius, Manious, hoping to rid the horrors in their mind.

[quote=MerGirl]She didn't miss his look of contempt, and she blushed, thinking perhaps she said something wrong. But when his expression became what seemed to her a more friendly look, she became a little less nervous.

She switched her glance towards the uninjured man, then back towards the Nord. She was still a little frightened, but she was very much interested in what the Nord had just said. "A-ak-vi-," she struggled with the word, "what's that word? What you just said. What's an a-ak-vi-whatcha-you-call it?" She inquired, but hesitated and blushed again. Perhaps she was being too nosy. "Er, I'm sorry. I don't mean to be so rude..."[/quote]

"Nay, ye aint rude, Akaviri are them folks from Akavir, place way east of Tamriel, hellish land too, all manner of beasts and such there, all the humans there long dead now, eaten by snakes," Fenris replied, his eyebrow arching momentarily when the Altmer blushed.

[quote]As she waited for the Nord's reply, Celia felt her hairs stood up and she shivered as the sky mysteriously grew darker. And what was that red mist coming from? Then it rained.

That was strange...

Something's bad coming... She did not know how she knew that, but she sensed something was not right. She had never sensed this kind of forceful presense in her entire life living in Cyrodiil. She glanced behind her, and then faced the Nord again, her voice shaking a bit, "Do you sense something?"[/quote]

"Sense? Well...i do have a bad feeling about this mist..." Fenris said. "Wait, listen to that..." he said. All that was to be heard was the sound of blood slowly dripping from his blade, and a faint clinking noise, like claws clicking against stone. "Down!" he said quickly, pushing Celia away, and swining his blade upwards.

Two halves of a Hunger hit the ground, before the ethereal remains faded from this realm. "Damnable Demons...." Fenris muttered. "Theres prolly more of them around, too."

The clicking sound picked up again, with great numbers. "....I had to go and open my big mouth..."

(OOC: this is important so i'll post this here. I'm very busy lately and if it somes to the point that my character is needed and i havent come back, then i want DANTRAG to control him as he knows the him best....ill get time to read everything and post later....EEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! GOT TO GO!)

"Jonacin", Serene´s voice was merely a whisper," are you alright?, where´s Arco, I think he´s injured, bring him here, i´ll help him, you two have to rest now, we need you strong and fit, this beast was only the first one, i can still feel the evil here"

Serene then closed her eyes fior a moment then she rose from the bed and gently pushed Jonacin down on it. The huge redguard was incredibly tired, he fell asleep before his head hit the pillow.

Serene sat down on the chair, concentrated, all alert and watchful. Then she closed her eyes again and prayed to Azura........

"Oomph!" Due to the wetness the rain was causing, Celia lost her footing when the Nord pushed her, and fell with a small splash into a rain puddle. She looked in dismay at her now muddy dress, until she heard a sickening sound of flesh spliting apart in front of them. "Eeew..."

The possibility of there being more of them set Celia on the edge. She quickly got up, ruffled out her dress and said urgently, "Let's move to somewhere less..." She glanced behind her. "Er, hostile..." She started to run, and gestured the Nord to follow her towards the center of Cyrodiil.

Fenris began running too, but seemingly only enough to catch up with Celia. He grabbed her around the waist with one hand, "I've got a faster method," he explained. He stopped momentarily, looking over his shoulder. Several Hungers were in plain view, running allong the cobblestone streets, others were rapidly moving across the sides of buildings with spider like grace.
Fenris took a deep breath, and the next thing both knew, they were hurtling through the air.

They landed roughly, but unharmed in the center of the city, next to the large dragon statue. "Cast a shout," Fenris explained, putting Celia down.
"Useful for getting out of danger."

Surprised that the Nord was holding her waist, his comment about "a faster method" didn't sink in until they were lifted in the air. She became disoriented and her heart beated wildly for several moments until they finally landed.

What had just happened? As the Nord explained to her, she noticed a Dunmer running in the opposite direction. "Hey, maybe he knows something about this." She raised her voice, calling to the caped Dunmer, "Hey, you! What's going on?"

Serene heard some shouting outside..are there others here she thought, as she slowly walked towards the door, making a spell ready, just in case....

Arcyakt watched the scene in his mind. He should smell fresh blood throughout the city. As the rain began to pour down, drenching his black robe, he opened his eyes. "Rain." Arcyakt closed his eye's once more and watched. He stood suspended in the air, high above the city so that no one may see him. As he watched in his mind's eye, a thin wisp of blue smoke flew towards him. Arcyakt Threw forward a hand and materialized a staff from thin air. The smoke flew into his arcayic staff and for a brief moment, Arcyakt's whole figure glowed deep red.

"It's time." Arcyakt drew a long breath and the high elf bellowed in an unearthly voice, seemingly shaking the ground below him. As he did, every creature in the city flew unwillingly into his staff and the dark figure vansihed(sp?), dispursing the red mist as he left.

Jonacin woke up to the sound of shouting outside. There was no sign of Serene or Arco, so he sat up, casting bout for his swrod and shield. Readying them, he wnet down the stairs to see Serene creeping towards the door, eldritch fires flickering about her fingers. "Serene" he whipsered, "what's going on? Who's that outside?"

"I don´t know" she whispered back, "I think there´s some people there, even think I heard a woman, but surely that can´t be true?

Serene rbbed her hands together, the glowing effect on her hands increased in strength......she opened the door just a little.....there was movement outside but she didn´t see, it was too dark

"jonacin", she hissed, come here look what are them figures there...man or beast? I cabn´t see properly, too much magicka-drain tonight.."

Slowly moving over to the door to avoid making too much noise, Jonacin peered out the crack into the open square. He could dimly make out the shape of a Nordic male and an Altmer female near the statue, and he told Serene this. "Should we call out to them?" he asked.

Falx lay half asleep on his cot, just finally able to rest after the harrowing experience. What had happened in the battle was enough, but what just happened was horrifing. Then slowly his awarness of his surroundings began to dissapate untill there was nothing but black.

"Sir Albarnian!" A voice woke Falx up from his slumber, he lay there for several moments. This time it was a more agitated voice that called, "Sir Albarian! Knight-Errant Varro wishes to speak with you!"

Falx stepped out of the tent with his Imperial shortsword and motioned it towards the messengers stomach.

"Never wake me again..." Falx said in a harsh tone.

The walk to the main tent was normal as usual save for the lack of joyful soldiers that normally accompanied a victorious battle. No drinks were, about or maidens from the local villages. Just Falx and a assortment of scared people.

Falx stepped up to the main tent, absolutely the same as the normal soldiers only larger to accomidate a planning room.

He saluted the guard in front of the tent flap, for clearly he was a member of the Rough Riders, it was made apperant by the red sash worn around the neck.

"Falx Albarnias reporting as ordered by Lord Varro" After a raised eyebrow and a few grunts Falx was let into the tent. In the far wall that overlooked the meager cot was the intire map of Tamriel, all that was the empires. Even Falx remebered the better days, back when the Emperor feared not for his life and those that lived under the Nine-Divines experienced a wonderful peace. That all ended when the emperor went into hiding. Now the conglomerate of guilds runs the empire, in the emperor's name.

"Ahh, Sir Albarnias, or Knight as your friends call you? Welcome to my humble quarters, I'm sure your wondering why your here no?" Lord Varro's tone was quite happy given the rather dreary circumstances.

"Well, we have recieved some rather disturbing news about the capitol city"Varro said looking straight into Falx's penetrated eyes.

"How so" Falx manage to get out.

"Well do you remeber when the gates of oblivion were let open, and floods of Deadric servants that came with it?" Varro waited for a nod, "It seems that its happening again, save the emperor.." Falx noticed how he said that with a bit of reserve, "..is still alive, and the gates of oblivion should still be sealed."

"How does this affect me, sir?" he said with little conset about the possibllity's of another daedra attack,

"I am sending you, Sir Darius and a contingent of soldiers to go and report with the Captain of the Gaurd in Cyrodil, maybe they know whats going on." He said as he studied Falx, "If anything is abnormally suspicious I want you to report back to me immediatly, understood?"

"Yes sir."

"Do to the circumstance's of the mission, and your past service, I think your in line for a promotion. Now, Captain Albarnias, go and find out the source of these problems"

Falx took his leave, he wasn't thrilled by the promotion for it just ment more responsability, but that seams to be what Varro wanted. Reguardless he would go and gather his equiptment for the day long journey.

[quote=LoneWolf]Slowly moving over to the door to avoid making too much noise, Jonacin peered out the crack into the open square. He could dimly make out the shape of a Nordic male and an Altmer female near the statue, and he told Serene this. "Should we call out to them?" he asked.[/quote]


"yes, please do" Serene answered, they might well be in danger,...but where is Arco? we´ll need him now.

Serene prepared a fire-spell just in case...

Jonacin warily stuck his head out the door, calling over to the two people standing near the statue "You two! What the hell are you doing out there?! There are all kinds of demons out there, far worse than your average Hunger or Daedroth! These things can withstand some very powerful blows!"

Serene watched closely while Jonacin shouted at the two outside...then she suddenly discovered some novement in the shadows to the right of them...

"Exuro meus Hostilis" she yelled while she pointed directly in the direction of the sudden movement

The pointed fire-ball emerged from her outstretched hand and exploded some 25 metres to the right of the two figures out there..


A shriek revealed that the spell reached it´s target...

Jonacin started when a fireball suddenly whizzed by his head, but then he heard the inhuman shriek of agony and realised that Serene had noticed a creature and had taken action to prevent it harming anyone.

As Arcyakt finished his unearthly howl, certain it would draw the warriors, he calmly chanted a few unheard lines and in doing so, instantly replaced his armor and robe with tattered and burnt rags. He now held a whip in each hand which he calmly laid on the ground. After which, he laied on the gorund in a posistion that looked like he had knocked out. This is too easy...

Fenris raised a eyebrow, before looking towards the Redguard who had yelled at him. "Nothing i can't handle," he said simply, before looking over in the direction of where the fireball had hit. He shrugged and began walking towards the house the Redguard and the Imperial woman who had flung the fireball were in.

Seeing the Nord heading towards the house, Jonacin told Serene to stay alert and watch for any more monsters, while he headed out to meet the two strangers. "What brings you here?" he asked

In the meantime Serene crouched in a corner concentrating of getting her magicka restored...

[quote=LoneWolf]Seeing the Nord heading towards the house, Jonacin told Serene to stay alert and watch for any more monsters, while he headed out to meet the two strangers. "What brings you here?" he asked[/quote]

"Thought the center of the city would be a good place to get away from that army of Hungers that wanted me and the Altmer lass for lunch," Fenris explained.

"Fair enough" said Jonacin, a grin on his face, "but why the centre of the city? why not leave the city?"

[quote=LoneWolf]"Fair enough" said Jonacin, a grin on his face, "but why the centre of the city? why not leave the city?"[/quote]

"Becuase outside there is no help, and they can come at you from any direction," Fenris explained. "Besides, i intended to get the lady to safety, if she hadn't been there i would have just slew the demons."

"Come in here you! Serene shouted from the door, I can feel evil approaching...

OOC: sorry, ive been busy and havent checked on this RP too much...I'm going to make Sel wake up (finally) etc. and then read up on this to throw him in somewhere...


He saw the mist. It was enveloping him,suffocating him, he felt as if death was closing in on him. The smoke attacked his mind, he could not fight it. Sel 's eyes widened in horror as he came to the realization that he could not breathe. He tried to focus on breathing, but the smoke of Oblivion seemed to be a tangible thing, squeezing the precious bits of air from his lungs. One word echoed through his mind, so close, yet so far away - "Arcyakt" He saw a staff then, and a brief look at what he knew to be the daedra Azura. Her lips were moving, she was the one repeating the word. What did it mean?

Sel awoke, startled. He looked around him, he was lying in an alley, not far from the tavern he visited however long ago. He was frightened in two ways. He feared the dream he just had, and he also feared that he had lost his mind.
"What the hell is an arcyakt?" he thought to himself as he rose to his feet. He walked about the city then, a bit dizzy and dazed. He tried to remember everything that happened, but ended up with a headache. Headache! He felt the knot on his head. What had hit him? Sel asked himself many quiestions, but found no answers.

He stopped walking, suddenly realizing that he had walked far past his inn. He was about to turn around, until he notcied scorched corpses in the street. He followed the blackened ground to a house. He pulled out his silver blades, a green glowing longsword appeared in his right hand and a jeweled dagger appeared in his left. He opened the door, and saw what he guessed was a mage, sitting in the corner.

"What are those things?" he asked.

Hearing Serene's cry, Jonacin turned to the Nord. "Grab your friend and follow me. We may not have much time:. Upon saying this, he turned and ran back towards the house. When the Nord and the Altmer were inside, he closed and barricaded the door. He then went back to his place beside Serene.

[quote=minque]"Come in here you! Serene shouted from the door, I can feel evil approaching...[/quote]

Fenris stopped, and backtracked momentarily to grab Celia by the hand and drag her along. "Best to get indoor miss," he said, and walked into the house, towing her along. Once inside he letgo of her hand and looked about the house, notcing the man with the weapons, and the Imperial woman who had flung a fireball before.

"Huh."

"Who are you? Serene turned to the stranger that just entered.......rubbing her hands.....repeating "Exuro meus Hostilis" in her mind....

Jonacin turned to the stranger who had entered with the Nord and the Altmer. "Who are you?" he asked, "and what do you want here?"

Arcyatk had been laying quite still for a time and found that no one had come to his "rescue". He slowly got up and looked around. Not a soul was in the streets. He muttered a few words and was once agin dressed in his blood stained robe and armor. With a slight wave of his hand, his staff materialized in thin air. He quickly grabbed it and pointed it's razor-sharp end in the direction that he had seen the blast come from. "Maltek hesuican no suutra monisice tim nor..." A dark ball of anti-light grew at the end of his staff, sucking anything in front of it into itself. Arcyatk closed his eyes briefly and snapped the staff upwards, shooting the ball straight infront of him. He then teleported himself, dressed as a peasant, into an empty room in the very tavern he felt had the warriors were in. Arcyatk hated stooping to such low ways of manipulating people, but he did so anyway. The sorrcer(sp?) burst from the room and shouted. "Get out of the way! Something's coming!"

[quote=LoneWolf]Jonacin turned to the stranger who had entered with the Nord and the Altmer. "Who are you?" he asked, "and what do you want here?"[/quote]

Sel was angry. "I think I should be asking the questions. What are those things out there?" Sel asked. He looked at the Imperial woman's stern face and added. "Why do you look like you're about to kill me?"

Arco ran through the city as he could see the smoke had taken fire on houses, but the heavy rain started to stop it.. He could see several dead people on the street as he rushed North to the city. Suddently he stopped as he saw a bright flaming light coming from a alley not to far away.. He swiftly got near the wall of the house and moved slowly against the alley.

But then two women and four children came running by in share panic and chaos without knowing what was in the alley.. As they came by two burning beast rush out crying out, before they sent out a gigantic fireball. The bright like made Arco almost blind before a shock wave push him way back smashing into a window landing inside a burning house. The two beast rushed in smashing their way into the house setting everything on fire...
Arco rolled around before getting up with both of his scimitars ready, the huge beast charged in setting his dark red claw that glowed like the fires of Oblivion straight at Arco.. Arco dodged it, deflecting it with his scimitars before the next came, again he managed to lean out of their range. But in a flash both of them charged in knocking over Arco to the ground before crying out and started lunging hits at him... The huge claws burned his flesh and disintegrated his armor as they hit. Arco screamed out in pain as he tried to parry the blows with his scimitars. One claw came in hard hitting Arco in the face, giving him a long scare from the forehead and down to his throat, the edges of the scare was still glowing and almost in fire...

The beast went in again, but Arco bursted out in rage rolling back as the hit came before counter attacking slashing the fine Daedric edges into the face of the beast. The beast cried out leaning back as the second pushed it aside to get to Arco. It charged in, Arco slashed loose at its claws deflecting them left and right. But he knew this could be a long fight, the house had turned into a inferno. Arco saw the children and women outside rising up after the terrible blast...

"Run to the house near the blacksmith!" Arco cried out before the huge beast leaped on him, setting its burning fangs right into Arco's left shoulder. As Arco leaned to the left and the great pain made him scream he saw a opening and satt in his scimitar straight into the beast chest. The beast yelled out making a huge blast of fire before letting go, Arco satt in his left scimitar slashing down in the face of the beast finishing it. Without hesitation he leaped on the other creature setting his swords into its face, the fine Daedric Scimitar's almost broke as they went into the hard skin of the beast...

The few children and the women who survived the fireball came knocking on the door at Jonacin screaming for help and panicing as their burning wounds filled them in pain, screaming about the beast up to the North...

Arco took his scimitars slowly out, he was about to die but managed to get out of the house before colapsing right outside, sitting down at the wall as the rain tried to cool him down, but the fires of Oblivion wouldn't let go... It started to get blurry and several times the wounded Dunmer was about to close his eyes, but he couldn't not with so many people needed help. But even as his great will for helping the people he didn't managed to move....

[quote=Dantrag]
Sel was angry. "I think I should be asking the questions. What are those things out there?" Sel asked. He looked at the Imperial woman's stern face and added. "Why do you look like you're about to kill me?"[/quote]
"Possibly because there's all kinds of insanity happening in this city, and you're a random stranger who just walked in here unannounced and uninvited" said Jonacin, glaring at the man.

Serene looked right into the eyes of the stanger thast just entered the room, he asked her why she looked like she wanted to kill him, so she turned her head slightly aside and replied:

"May you forgive me ser.....there have been so many threats coming from outside recently, i´m just watchful, don´t want anything bad to happen to my companions here......but..I have no intention of killing you ..unless you´ll be a threat to us.."

She sat back, concentrating of the uneasy feeling in her back, there STILL was something evil outside, she couldn´t point it out but she was aware of that she´ll need all the magicka she could gather...thus she tried to get some regenerating sleep....

She let the Nord drag her in, and kept quiet, but she was starting to feel uncomfortable. She squirmed a bit. It was getting much too crowded in here, and she wanted to go home to her family. Not to mention there were loud shouts and cries outside the house, clamoring to be inside. And they were all strangers to her...

Then, someone else came in and the strangers talked among themselves. She felt a bit left out, and was starting to become a little stressed out. More demons were coming, she could feel it, and she felt trapped in the house. She clenched her hands into fists, feeling like she would burst if she didn't get out of the house soon. She'd rather be smashing some demons than deal with strangers who didn't trust her.

Her eyes darted around the house, hoping to find a back door, a trapdoor, anything. She wanted to get out. Now.

Serene saw the young altmar-girl feel scared and uneasy, so she rose and went over to her saying;

"here now, don´t be afrid, we won´t harm you, you are among friends"

She took the frightened girl´s hand and led her to a quiet corner where they both sat down for a while. Serene continued to calm the poor girl down , it had obviously been too much for her and Serene felt some responsibility for her.

So they sat there merely overhearing the others´conversation.....

Celia blinked. She was a bit touched by the Imperial woman's concern for her. She smiled shyly and said softly, "Thank you, ma'am." She got the courage to say a bit more, "I'm Celia, a healer-in-training, and I've live here in Cyrodiil all my life..." She paused. "And I have never seen or felt such evil before..." Blushing, she continued, "Um, are you new here? Are a mage too? What's your name?"

Serene smiled at the sweet girl beside her, while answering:

" Aye Celia, I´m a mage, and i´ve been around for a while, born here in this very city i am.....trained by Master Aryon and Master Demnevanni in Vvardenfell.....though I´m not a Telvanni, Mu name is Serene, and I´m adopted into the great house Redoran." Serene sighed and continued:

"with all this uprise I was ordered back, exactly for what purpose i know not yet....so what are you doing here, an innocent girl like you? you shouldn´t have left home......but but, you are a healer you said? well that is good, i´m sure your services may come in very handy....."

Serene put her arm around Celia´s shoulders as they heard a terrible scream from outside....

Arcyatk looked on as the people ignored him. He willed the energy ball to slow up so they would have time to escape it. The turned to the door and back to the group again before yelling. "DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?! SOMETHING IS COMING! I FEEL A STRONG SPELL APROACHING THIS HOUSE! WE-HAVE-TO-GET-OUT-OF-HERE!" With that, the high elf threw open the front door and ran out into the night, hoping he could intice the others to follow.

"Curiosity, I guess," replied the Altmer to the Imperial's question. She tensed when she heard the scream and a loud shout. She turned to face the kind Imperial lady. "I can't stand this. Shouldn't we go out and investigate?"

"My name is Sel, but I really don't think we have time for any introductions." Sel said bluntly as he followed the crazed peasant.