Full Version: To Heir is Human II- Playground XII
*Narza Tai*
The team leader spun when she heard something in the narrow water channel.
Her night-eye picked out the form of an argonian. Her siblings made ready, expecting more would come.
Sure enough, half a dozen came streaming through. But the assassins were prpared.
A crossbow bolt sliced through the leader, blood darkened the water quickly.
The others were dispatched in a similar manner as they were attacked from all sides.
As the last lizard stopped thrashing, the group leader instructed. "Find the one who slipped past, do not kill it, just detain it for the time being."
Amrita
Amrita was shocked into a frozen state as Veric unleashed the potential within her. Only his echoing words thundering in her mind and his vivid, yellow eyes could she sense. When he released her, she felt, odd but in a good way, as if something that was missing within her had been restored.
When Veric explained what she could now do, she grinned wickedly. "I'm liking the sound of this!" she said with an hint of excitment.
She peered into the alley nearby and approached it. Focusing on the shadows, she followed Veric's instructions and imagined them as glass. Suddenly before her eyes, she noticed a faint gleam to the darkness. She thrust her hand into the gleaming darkness and it shattered away, leaving just the normal shadows she was used to seeing. Except for the piece she still clutched in her hand.
She stared at the ethereal shard in awe. She knew she had special gifts and talents but something like this seemed impossible, yet it was real. She was in fact holding a shard of darkness. Now she wanted to throw it.
She scanned the area and noticed a lantern pole a decent distance away, and it was behind the building. Focusing specifically on the pole she tossed the shard in the direction of the pole. As soon as the shard left her hand, her mind's eye shifted to the point of view of the shard. She found herself hurtling towards the building. She braced herself as she was about to hit the wall, then she found out that she had gone through it! The feeling was exhilarating!
After going through the building she found that she was heading directly toward the pole. Right on impact, her mind's eye went back to her own perspective as the shard softly disappated against the wood of the pole.
"Hmmm, intriguing. I wonder what'll be like against a living target," she mused a loud. If this was only temporary, she better find Rann again in hope that she'd be able to use it before the power wore off.
She turned to the Altmer with yellow eyes. "Well, I must be off. How long will this last, though?"
Voltar
Flogir turned to Voltar. "Damnit! Them seem to be focusing their attention on Flint rather than us! Can you do something about that?" he said, worry evidently displayed on his face.
Voltar feigned pondering. "I think I got something," he said as he quickly wove arcane energies. He fed off of the energies given to him from the Staff of Worldly Demise and utilised Alteration and Destruction energies to create miniature earthquakes around the archers firing at Flint. The ground hurtled and erupted in explosions of earth, scattering archers in every direction.
Gah! That might've been too over the top for a 'simple' mage that I'm supposed to be. Looks like I'll have to use 'scrolls' like last time
In all honestly, he wouldn't have cared if Flint was killed but since his mistrust of the Argonian would help in getting rid of Green-Root, Voltar decided Veric would want Flint to stay alive for now. Plus, it was amusing to make use of some spells he hadn't use in centuries.
Amrita was shocked into a frozen state as Veric unleashed the potential within her. Only his echoing words thundering in her mind and his vivid, yellow eyes could she sense. When he released her, she felt, odd but in a good way, as if something that was missing within her had been restored.
When Veric explained what she could now do, she grinned wickedly. "I'm liking the sound of this!" she said with an hint of excitment.
She peered into the alley nearby and approached it. Focusing on the shadows, she followed Veric's instructions and imagined them as glass. Suddenly before her eyes, she noticed a faint gleam to the darkness. She thrust her hand into the gleaming darkness and it shattered away, leaving just the normal shadows she was used to seeing. Except for the piece she still clutched in her hand.
She stared at the ethereal shard in awe. She knew she had special gifts and talents but something like this seemed impossible, yet it was real. She was in fact holding a shard of darkness. Now she wanted to throw it.
She scanned the area and noticed a lantern pole a decent distance away, and it was behind the building. Focusing specifically on the pole she tossed the shard in the direction of the pole. As soon as the shard left her hand, her mind's eye shifted to the point of view of the shard. She found herself hurtling towards the building. She braced herself as she was about to hit the wall, then she found out that she had gone through it! The feeling was exhilarating!
After going through the building she found that she was heading directly toward the pole. Right on impact, her mind's eye went back to her own perspective as the shard softly disappated against the wood of the pole.
"Hmmm, intriguing. I wonder what'll be like against a living target," she mused a loud. If this was only temporary, she better find Rann again in hope that she'd be able to use it before the power wore off.
She turned to the Altmer with yellow eyes. "Well, I must be off. How long will this last, though?"
Voltar
Flogir turned to Voltar. "Damnit! Them seem to be focusing their attention on Flint rather than us! Can you do something about that?" he said, worry evidently displayed on his face.
Voltar feigned pondering. "I think I got something," he said as he quickly wove arcane energies. He fed off of the energies given to him from the Staff of Worldly Demise and utilised Alteration and Destruction energies to create miniature earthquakes around the archers firing at Flint. The ground hurtled and erupted in explosions of earth, scattering archers in every direction.
Gah! That might've been too over the top for a 'simple' mage that I'm supposed to be. Looks like I'll have to use 'scrolls' like last time
In all honestly, he wouldn't have cared if Flint was killed but since his mistrust of the Argonian would help in getting rid of Green-Root, Voltar decided Veric would want Flint to stay alive for now. Plus, it was amusing to make use of some spells he hadn't use in centuries.
Veric
"Well, right now your powers are being fueled by part of my own. It should naturally leave you and return to me within a few days unless I call upon, which is unlikely. Eventually you will learn to use your own magicka, and then you will truly be able to expand upon it," Veric grinned as he recalled the first time he was allowed to break free of the common binds of accepted magicka. "Then using the shadows will become more of an art form than a simple spell, limited only by your imagination."
"Before you go," he added, "Do you hold any love for your siblings? Or your mother?"
"Well, right now your powers are being fueled by part of my own. It should naturally leave you and return to me within a few days unless I call upon, which is unlikely. Eventually you will learn to use your own magicka, and then you will truly be able to expand upon it," Veric grinned as he recalled the first time he was allowed to break free of the common binds of accepted magicka. "Then using the shadows will become more of an art form than a simple spell, limited only by your imagination."
"Before you go," he added, "Do you hold any love for your siblings? Or your mother?"
Flint Ironwood.
The few arrows that struck were all harmlessly cast aside by the powerful barrier. At one point however, they ceased. Flint risked a quick glance around to find that apparently the ground was shaking heavily, throwing the archers around as if they were mere dolls.
,,Whoever you are. Thanks again."
He destroyed his next Trebuchet and the last remaining one without interuptions. Now, unless the Silhouette had more Siege Engines ready or built new ones, the Imperial city was safe from long-range bombardment. He jumped back to the city walls and then ran around over the ramparts in search of Flogir.
,,He's the expert. I bet he knows what's going to happen next."
Green-Root.
Green-Root heard something, something that sounded like sharp objects piercing the water and scaley hides. He focussed on the sweeping tails, counting down.
,,Six...five...four....three...two...one....zero." Upon hearing zero, he looked over his shoulder. The Shadowscales were no longer following. And was that blood he smelled?
Warily, Green-Root swam backwards, ready to speed away at the first glimpse of trouble. He rounded a bend in the canal and observed six floating bodies, all Argonian. It was then that he chose to surface.
,,Thanks for the help. They were bugging my tail quite a bit." He spoke at the shadowy figures that approached. The figures did not reply and their movements indicated to him that they were not too friendly either.
,,Ok, what now? Try to escape and hope my luck holds out long enough to dodge those bolts? Or go with them? They probably aren't sure yet which side I'm on. Going with them would be a gesture of goodwill."
Green-Root threw his spear on the walkway next to the canal and jumped out of the water on the other side.
,,Yo, that spear is quite expensive, I'd like to get it back later. So, who's the leader?"
The few arrows that struck were all harmlessly cast aside by the powerful barrier. At one point however, they ceased. Flint risked a quick glance around to find that apparently the ground was shaking heavily, throwing the archers around as if they were mere dolls.
,,Whoever you are. Thanks again."
He destroyed his next Trebuchet and the last remaining one without interuptions. Now, unless the Silhouette had more Siege Engines ready or built new ones, the Imperial city was safe from long-range bombardment. He jumped back to the city walls and then ran around over the ramparts in search of Flogir.
,,He's the expert. I bet he knows what's going to happen next."
Green-Root.
Green-Root heard something, something that sounded like sharp objects piercing the water and scaley hides. He focussed on the sweeping tails, counting down.
,,Six...five...four....three...two...one....zero." Upon hearing zero, he looked over his shoulder. The Shadowscales were no longer following. And was that blood he smelled?
Warily, Green-Root swam backwards, ready to speed away at the first glimpse of trouble. He rounded a bend in the canal and observed six floating bodies, all Argonian. It was then that he chose to surface.
,,Thanks for the help. They were bugging my tail quite a bit." He spoke at the shadowy figures that approached. The figures did not reply and their movements indicated to him that they were not too friendly either.
,,Ok, what now? Try to escape and hope my luck holds out long enough to dodge those bolts? Or go with them? They probably aren't sure yet which side I'm on. Going with them would be a gesture of goodwill."
Green-Root threw his spear on the walkway next to the canal and jumped out of the water on the other side.
,,Yo, that spear is quite expensive, I'd like to get it back later. So, who's the leader?"
QUOTE(ShogunSniper @ Jul 14 2007, 03:49 PM) 
Veric
"Well, right now your powers are being fueled by part of my own. It should naturally leave you and return to me within a few days unless I call upon, which is unlikely. Eventually you will learn to use your own magicka, and then you will truly be able to expand upon it," Veric grinned as he recalled the first time he was allowed to break free of the common binds of accepted magicka. "Then using the shadows will become more of an art form than a simple spell, limited only by your imagination."
"Before you go," he added, "Do you hold any love for your siblings? Or your mother?"
Amrita
Amrita primped her hair into a more suitable position. Nonchalantly she answered his question, "They are my family in name only. I don't even know them and they made no effort to find me until it seemed critical to some agenda they had. I will kill them if they get in my way," she finished coldly.
"Is that all?" she asked, annoyance creeping into her words.
Veric
"That is all." Veric nodded to Amrita, dismissing her before he dismissed himself to the main gate.
"That is all." Veric nodded to Amrita, dismissing her before he dismissed himself to the main gate.
Narza Tai
The Leader, Vasha, regarded the Argonian. Without speaking, she nodded to Kalsh, a ruby-scaled Argonian lass. Kalsh scooped up the silver spear, gazing admiringly at the craftsmanship of the weapon.
Turning back to the intruder, Vasha said. "We will return your weapon if our sensei deems so." Without any visible cue, one group member, a male Dunmer, moved forward with a length of leather in his hands. At the same time, a young Breton dissappeared around the bend.
As the Dunmer began to bind Green-Root's wrists behind the Argonian's back, Vasha continued. "You will be brought before our Sensei, he will decide whether you leave the sewers with your spear, or not at all."
The Leader, Vasha, regarded the Argonian. Without speaking, she nodded to Kalsh, a ruby-scaled Argonian lass. Kalsh scooped up the silver spear, gazing admiringly at the craftsmanship of the weapon.
Turning back to the intruder, Vasha said. "We will return your weapon if our sensei deems so." Without any visible cue, one group member, a male Dunmer, moved forward with a length of leather in his hands. At the same time, a young Breton dissappeared around the bend.
As the Dunmer began to bind Green-Root's wrists behind the Argonian's back, Vasha continued. "You will be brought before our Sensei, he will decide whether you leave the sewers with your spear, or not at all."
Green-Root.
,,Subtle, aren't we? Heh, you guys and girls definitely aren't mainstream soldiers. No, you are more like....assassins? I'd hazard a guess that you are Dark Brotherhood, or at least related to the Brotherhood." Green-Root commented. He wiggled with his wrists to keep the blood flowing.
,,So, let's get moving and stuff. I hate to leave the leader waiting."
Flint Ironwood.
Flint finally saw Flogir in the distance, together with Voltar.
,,Hi, you two. I'm done for now. What's next?"
,,Subtle, aren't we? Heh, you guys and girls definitely aren't mainstream soldiers. No, you are more like....assassins? I'd hazard a guess that you are Dark Brotherhood, or at least related to the Brotherhood." Green-Root commented. He wiggled with his wrists to keep the blood flowing.
,,So, let's get moving and stuff. I hate to leave the leader waiting."
Flint Ironwood.
Flint finally saw Flogir in the distance, together with Voltar.
,,Hi, you two. I'm done for now. What's next?"
Flogir
Flogir waved over Flint and congratulated him on his siege destroying efforts. Flogir then peered out into the distance, looking for specific movements within the horde of enemies.
"Well... if that were my army," he starting, indicating those on the opposite side of the walls, "I'd send those deemed cannon fodder with rams and scaling ladders at the walls. They could possibly use them as a distraction for a small taskforce to focus on a specific target in hopes of breaching our defenses. But that's just me."
Flogir waved over Flint and congratulated him on his siege destroying efforts. Flogir then peered out into the distance, looking for specific movements within the horde of enemies.
"Well... if that were my army," he starting, indicating those on the opposite side of the walls, "I'd send those deemed cannon fodder with rams and scaling ladders at the walls. They could possibly use them as a distraction for a small taskforce to focus on a specific target in hopes of breaching our defenses. But that's just me."
Narza Tai
Vasha did not reply, the darkness was such that it was difficult to see anyone's facial expression. The accuracy of the Argonian's guess made her more than a little suspicous of him. Kalsh stared at the green one, only a few inches separating her snout from Green-Root's.
Even as they started moving, no one denying or affirming Green-Root's statement, though silence would naturally give away the answer, they were not to speak of such matters, even if in the former fashion. Kalsh said to her green kinsman. "It would be wise to hold your voice, brother, lest you give the imppression that your discretion can't be trusted."
She spoke softly, inches from his face. "And your life shall be forfeit."
QUOTE(Florodine of Hlaalu @ Jul 13 2007, 01:29 PM)
Dalrus, Tiber Septim Hotel
Dalrus's eyes suddenly became angry and seemed to be enveloped in flame. She knew who this person was, he was a vampire and magic started to tickle her fingers, she wouldn't attack but she was ready.
"No," she said in a cold voice that could have frozen Lake Rumare. "I didn't ask him while he was torturing me, sorry" she said angrily. Her eyes suddenly became a little more normal, she was not usually one to judge people and she supposed vampires were not all the same. "I think he was from Morrowind, though he could have been from...further east, though I doubt it, many of them looked to be dark elves and I think they were from Morrowind. There were many other races as well, some of every, but the general was definitely a dark elf."
QUOTE(Lord Revan @ Jul 13 2007, 02:00 PM)
Ian
He had to admit, Dalrus' fury was impressive to behold, but Ian was confident that the fire would burn itself out, as it were. That and the anger was not directly aimed at him. The vampire let out a breath, "So he could be any of the three bloodlines of Morrowind."
Ian nodded to himself, absently, deep in thought. Perhaps not being appropriately sympathetic for Dalrus' experience, but two-thirds majority wanted to gather as much information about these interlopers as he could.
For now, however, he saw no reason to further enrage Dalrus, so Ian walked toward the stairs to the rooms.
Rann
Rann noticed how bad the memories were for Dalrus, and couldn't help but think that Ian was being cruel in bringing them up. How much did he really need to know what province her captor was from? Not much, he supposed.
More pressing on his mind, though, was his feelings for Dalrus. He sensed that there was something there early on, but so much had happened since then. They had engaged in a political debate that turned to personal insults, which made him wonder if he could juggle both his revolutionary ideas and his emotions. Then, this new turn of events occurred, where Dalrus had been captured and abused, with no help coming from any of her friends. He figured that after an experience like that, a relationship was the last thing on her mind, and the last thing she would want to deal with.
I haven't felt like this since Adelle...
Adelle was the daughter of an ambassador from Morrowind. She and Rann met a few years ago while he lived in the Imperial City with Sel. They saw each other in secret, because of the social gap between them, and not a soul knew about it. She was his first love, and she was dead.
Green-Root.
Green-Root shrugged but said nothing.
,,My life has been forfeit ever since this began. I know I'll die here. I just......want to do what's right for once as opposed to what is profitable." He mused.
Flint Ironwood.
Flint nodded.
,,Sounds good to me. The bad part is though that we still don't really understand the Sil's goals. It makes it harder to predict." He muttered.
,,A specific target? He did have some Vampires, some assassins, the types that are used to breaking and entering. What if they are going to attempt to kill high-ranking officers and other people to break morale?"
Green-Root shrugged but said nothing.
,,My life has been forfeit ever since this began. I know I'll die here. I just......want to do what's right for once as opposed to what is profitable." He mused.
Flint Ironwood.
Flint nodded.
,,Sounds good to me. The bad part is though that we still don't really understand the Sil's goals. It makes it harder to predict." He muttered.
,,A specific target? He did have some Vampires, some assassins, the types that are used to breaking and entering. What if they are going to attempt to kill high-ranking officers and other people to break morale?"
Satyana
The last events passed so quickly, and now she found herself in the Tiber Septim, feeling bad about neglecting Issac....and happy to see Dalrus again...it had been a long time..
"Dalrus! Iīm so glad to see you again!" She noticed Rannīs face....
Ahhh.....so itīs like that!
She smiled, well her brother could do worse....
Then she approached Issac....head down, she really felt bad about this...
"Issac...oh Issac, Iīm so sorry if I hurt you....But you do know I love you very much, donīt you?...Will you please forgive me?"
If he doesnīt, I will take my life....I canīt go on without him
The last events passed so quickly, and now she found herself in the Tiber Septim, feeling bad about neglecting Issac....and happy to see Dalrus again...it had been a long time..
"Dalrus! Iīm so glad to see you again!" She noticed Rannīs face....
Ahhh.....so itīs like that!
She smiled, well her brother could do worse....
Then she approached Issac....head down, she really felt bad about this...
"Issac...oh Issac, Iīm so sorry if I hurt you....But you do know I love you very much, donīt you?...Will you please forgive me?"
If he doesnīt, I will take my life....I canīt go on without him
Flogir
"That could be a possibility, though if this army knows what it is doing, officers should be well protected or at least have plenty of other soldiers around them that it would prove to be very difficult for an assassin to reach them without stirring some sort of an alarm," he mused before turning to Voltar, "What do you think they're up to?"
The Altmer shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not too familiar with military tactics I'm afraid. Plus, as Flint pointed out, the Silhouette seems to be an enigma. It'll be difficult to figure out what to expect next. Hopefully if whatever it is is magical, I might find some way to counter it."
The Altmer paused as if thinking on something. He looked around his surroundings. "Well it seems that there might be a lull in action for a bit, do you think we can get back to the topic we discussed earlier? If so, we should probably find Altair so that we don't have to repeat ourselves."
Flogir shrugged his shoulders. It seemed that Voltar too was interested in talking about Green-Root. "I think we might have time, are you up for it, Flint?" he asked, turning to his companion.
"That could be a possibility, though if this army knows what it is doing, officers should be well protected or at least have plenty of other soldiers around them that it would prove to be very difficult for an assassin to reach them without stirring some sort of an alarm," he mused before turning to Voltar, "What do you think they're up to?"
The Altmer shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not too familiar with military tactics I'm afraid. Plus, as Flint pointed out, the Silhouette seems to be an enigma. It'll be difficult to figure out what to expect next. Hopefully if whatever it is is magical, I might find some way to counter it."
The Altmer paused as if thinking on something. He looked around his surroundings. "Well it seems that there might be a lull in action for a bit, do you think we can get back to the topic we discussed earlier? If so, we should probably find Altair so that we don't have to repeat ourselves."
Flogir shrugged his shoulders. It seemed that Voltar too was interested in talking about Green-Root. "I think we might have time, are you up for it, Flint?" he asked, turning to his companion.
Flint Ironwood.
Flint shrugged.
,,Well, it's not as if my wife's around to kill me. So let's go and find our friend. Think Altair is still at the Tiber Septim?"
The thought kept coming back to him.
,,Just what are we dealing with?"
Flint shrugged.
,,Well, it's not as if my wife's around to kill me. So let's go and find our friend. Think Altair is still at the Tiber Septim?"
The thought kept coming back to him.
,,Just what are we dealing with?"
Issac
He let out a breath, but did not speak at first. Issac studied her carefully for a few silent moments. "Yes, Satyana, I'll forgive you. Just don't try anything like that again, please." He said quietly, waiting for her to look at him again.
Karn
When the messenger arrived, informing of a captured intruder, the sensei did not react overtly. Karn opened his eyes and rose, crossing his arms behind his back, leaning forward slightly. "Then let this being be brought forward."
The magical fires in the chamber brightened so night-eye was no longer required to see. After two minutes, the group arrived, lead by their immediate hierarch, a young Breton woman named Vasha. Karn did not react any more extremely than before when he recognized the Argonian prisoner as Green-Root.
QUOTE(Lord Revan @ Jul 17 2007, 02:47 AM)
Issac
He let out a breath, but did not speak at first. Issac studied her carefully for a few silent moments. "Yes, Satyana, I'll forgive you. Just don't try anything like that again, please." He said quietly, waiting for her to look at him again.
Satyana
She looked him in the eyes, straight and honestly
"I wonīt....I wonīt, that I can promise you. I never felt so bad about something before. Besides you have gotten into my heart and I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you"
Gah..I donīt know what got into me, Issac is the best thing ever happened to me...I love him so...he the sweetest, kindest man in this world, I wish heīd propose to me, Iīd marry him right away!...But I guess this is maybe just not the right time for it....or it maybe is?
Green-Root.
Green-Root looked back in the dim light. He was surprised at seeing Karn. He thought that while an assassin, the Dunmer was one of those who worked alone. Furthermore, he had thought that Karn was sided with either the Silhouette or the shapeshifter. Then why was he in the sewers, surrounded by other assassins? And why did his 'companions' hinder the Silhouette? Was the shapeshifter a third side to this conflict? It wasn't impossible. But even then, why didn't he notice this man's connection to the politician? Was he perhaps acting independent, a fourth side? The last option sounded unlikely.
The Argonian said nothing and instead waited till someone would act. There were plenty of thoughts going through his head but he voiced none of them. It would be better not to say something that might provoke them.
Green-Root looked back in the dim light. He was surprised at seeing Karn. He thought that while an assassin, the Dunmer was one of those who worked alone. Furthermore, he had thought that Karn was sided with either the Silhouette or the shapeshifter. Then why was he in the sewers, surrounded by other assassins? And why did his 'companions' hinder the Silhouette? Was the shapeshifter a third side to this conflict? It wasn't impossible. But even then, why didn't he notice this man's connection to the politician? Was he perhaps acting independent, a fourth side? The last option sounded unlikely.
The Argonian said nothing and instead waited till someone would act. There were plenty of thoughts going through his head but he voiced none of them. It would be better not to say something that might provoke them.
Mannimarco
A fade of a shadow was what Mannimarco degraded to, and he was slowly slipping to the brink of Oblivion. He thought to himself, "There has to be some way to break the link with that fool woman! All these imbeciles and weaklings know nothing of power!" He thought that, but in the back of his mind, he feared them. As Mannimarco floated down a dark alley, a thought came to him. "The Silhouette can help me, and I in turn can help him... yes... the Dead will fight for the Silhouette!"
Making his way towards the camp, Mannimarco tried to make his form as dense as possible. "I have a proposition...." He said telepathically.
Commander Astratus
When the siege began, Commander Astratus went instinctively to the walls to be with his men and to reassure them. The overall mood was depressing, but depression was Astratus' life. Nothing new for him. Commander Astratus gathered his lieutenants around him and told them to form medical teams and assist the wounded. He told two others to find those responsible for stopping the siege engines, he wanted to meet them in his tent.
As Commander Astratus went around the walls encouraging his men, a ghastly thought passed over him. "The Sewers, Damn!" Commander Astratus looked in vain for the leader of those Assassins or the pallid figure Patholos, but he could not find them. Astratus yelled, " Find me the Narza'Tai immediately!"
Patholos
Looking for his Sensei but not finding him, Patholos went to the wall to find the Commander. He saw the Commander talking to his lieutenants and so Patholos went back down a road towards a makeshift medical station. "Is there any way I can help?" He said to a guard.
The guard responded, "You keep your stinkin' hands away from these injured, and leave. We don't need your help."
Patholos bowed low, and turned to go. He sent a psychic wave out to try and locate Karn, but Patholos was no Mage, and the signal was weak.
A fade of a shadow was what Mannimarco degraded to, and he was slowly slipping to the brink of Oblivion. He thought to himself, "There has to be some way to break the link with that fool woman! All these imbeciles and weaklings know nothing of power!" He thought that, but in the back of his mind, he feared them. As Mannimarco floated down a dark alley, a thought came to him. "The Silhouette can help me, and I in turn can help him... yes... the Dead will fight for the Silhouette!"
Making his way towards the camp, Mannimarco tried to make his form as dense as possible. "I have a proposition...." He said telepathically.
Commander Astratus
When the siege began, Commander Astratus went instinctively to the walls to be with his men and to reassure them. The overall mood was depressing, but depression was Astratus' life. Nothing new for him. Commander Astratus gathered his lieutenants around him and told them to form medical teams and assist the wounded. He told two others to find those responsible for stopping the siege engines, he wanted to meet them in his tent.
As Commander Astratus went around the walls encouraging his men, a ghastly thought passed over him. "The Sewers, Damn!" Commander Astratus looked in vain for the leader of those Assassins or the pallid figure Patholos, but he could not find them. Astratus yelled, " Find me the Narza'Tai immediately!"
Patholos
Looking for his Sensei but not finding him, Patholos went to the wall to find the Commander. He saw the Commander talking to his lieutenants and so Patholos went back down a road towards a makeshift medical station. "Is there any way I can help?" He said to a guard.
The guard responded, "You keep your stinkin' hands away from these injured, and leave. We don't need your help."
Patholos bowed low, and turned to go. He sent a psychic wave out to try and locate Karn, but Patholos was no Mage, and the signal was weak.
Sodsa Hekal -> In The Tiber Septim
Sodsa swiveled around in his chair to look at all the other people in the room. Quickly glancing at everyone Sodsa saw a few people that looked familiar and then took another look at them. Sodsa's eyes lit up as he rose from the bar and walked over.
So i finally found them, erm, I know the Imperial looking one is Dalrus, i think the Altmer is Issac, and i think the other girl is Satyana, but i can't think of who the dumner is
Sodsa swallowed as he neared, he didn't know how they would react to him, his vanishing, and his sudden apperence, "Hi guys, would you mind if i rejoin you all?"
Sodsa stood there uneasily, waiting for anyone's response
ooc:yeah, random but hey, it works
Sodsa swiveled around in his chair to look at all the other people in the room. Quickly glancing at everyone Sodsa saw a few people that looked familiar and then took another look at them. Sodsa's eyes lit up as he rose from the bar and walked over.
So i finally found them, erm, I know the Imperial looking one is Dalrus, i think the Altmer is Issac, and i think the other girl is Satyana, but i can't think of who the dumner is
Sodsa swallowed as he neared, he didn't know how they would react to him, his vanishing, and his sudden apperence, "Hi guys, would you mind if i rejoin you all?"
Sodsa stood there uneasily, waiting for anyone's response
ooc:yeah, random but hey, it works
QUOTE(jack cloudy @ Jul 16 2007, 05:29 PM)
Flint Ironwood.
Flint shrugged.
,,Well, it's not as if my wife's around to kill me. So let's go and find our friend. Think Altair is still at the Tiber Septim?"
The thought kept coming back to him.
,,Just what are we dealing with?"
Voltar
Voltar smiled thinly. "Great! I guess we'll make our way towards the Tiber Septim. Surely we'll run into Altair there," he said before ushering the two men along. They didn't get far though.
One of the army's lieutenants approached them, asking them in they were responsible to taking out the siege equipment and if so, they were to report to the commander immediately. Inwards, Voltar was exaperated by this inconvenience, but replied humbly that they would be honoured.
Moments later, they stood in front of the Commander. "Greetings, sir," Voltar said and bowed slightly. He was not willing to show too much humbleness.
Flint Ironwood.
Flint shrugged again when the lieutenant approached them. He didn't want to let his ego flow to his head.
,,Well, I had a lot of help." He muttered and followed.
Standing before commander Astratus, he wondered what the Dunmer wanted.
,,If it's a medal or something equally silly, I'm out of here."
Flint shrugged again when the lieutenant approached them. He didn't want to let his ego flow to his head.
,,Well, I had a lot of help." He muttered and followed.
Standing before commander Astratus, he wondered what the Dunmer wanted.
,,If it's a medal or something equally silly, I'm out of here."
OCC: Issac already proposed to Satyana, remember? It was before they went with Rann and Soldin to rescue Kirana.
Karn
He gazed at the Argonian. "Green-Root," Karn said in the tone of one meeting an old companion after some time. "Knowing you, our placement in these sewer passages was not clear, and you were simply counting on enemies of the Silhouete being here."
The sensei waved to the Dunmer beside Green-Root; as the leather bindings fell away from the Argonian's wrists Karn muttured. "You are a slippery one, but one among many in this land. I doubt you shall hold your silence if we let you go."
Issac
He nodded, it was clear that she was really sincere. "Alright, let's put this behind us then." You have my heart, as well, Issac wanted to say, but he didn't.
"I'm going to see Ian, it shouldn't take too long." He said.
Narza Tai, Vasha
While the Sensei was speaking, Vasha felt a weak psychic burst. She defocused for a moment, searching for the source of the wave. The Breton recognized the Sensei's second, Patholos. She sent a response, advertizing her location to Patholos.
Karn
He gazed at the Argonian. "Green-Root," Karn said in the tone of one meeting an old companion after some time. "Knowing you, our placement in these sewer passages was not clear, and you were simply counting on enemies of the Silhouete being here."
The sensei waved to the Dunmer beside Green-Root; as the leather bindings fell away from the Argonian's wrists Karn muttured. "You are a slippery one, but one among many in this land. I doubt you shall hold your silence if we let you go."
Issac
He nodded, it was clear that she was really sincere. "Alright, let's put this behind us then." You have my heart, as well, Issac wanted to say, but he didn't.
"I'm going to see Ian, it shouldn't take too long." He said.
Narza Tai, Vasha
While the Sensei was speaking, Vasha felt a weak psychic burst. She defocused for a moment, searching for the source of the wave. The Breton recognized the Sensei's second, Patholos. She sent a response, advertizing her location to Patholos.
Commander Astratus
As the the "Heroes of the Wall" began formalities, Astratus said, "Please, sit down, don't bother with introductions. I have heard much of you from the other soldiers. Wine?"
As Astratus poured the cups without waiting for their response, he filled his own and began to drink it slowly.
"Heroes like you are a rare find this day and age, after the Dagoth Incident, heroes seemed reluctant to show themselves. I haven't seen hide nor hair of the Nerevarine since my days on Vvardenfell, and let me tell you, it is discouraging." Taking a long sip, Astratus sat down on a floor cushion and motioned for the others to sit.
"The reason I called you here was to congratulate you first of all, your cunning and prowess are to be modeled after. Secondly, I wanted to ask a favor of you." Astratus paused and took another sip from his wine. "My men are confused and scared. Half of them haven't even left Vvardenfell in their entire lives. There is segregation by race and there is boredom and lack of energy within everybody. They don't believe this is their war. I myself am having a hard time dealing with the mere sight of the snakemen. They need heroes, and role models, something that they can hold dear to them even if this isn't their cause. They need people like you."
"What I would ask of you is simple. The men need you around them, and they look up to heroes. Please, fight with them, encourage them, and bond with them. I can spare you no coin, for the coffers of the Empire are spent on this invasion. That is all I would have you do."
Astratus paused again, then said, "One more thing, if you wouldn't mind. I am in much need of friends and it seems that I am not too highly thought of," his mind flicked back to the insults in the street. "But, if you would befriend me, I would be most grateful."
As the the "Heroes of the Wall" began formalities, Astratus said, "Please, sit down, don't bother with introductions. I have heard much of you from the other soldiers. Wine?"
As Astratus poured the cups without waiting for their response, he filled his own and began to drink it slowly.
"Heroes like you are a rare find this day and age, after the Dagoth Incident, heroes seemed reluctant to show themselves. I haven't seen hide nor hair of the Nerevarine since my days on Vvardenfell, and let me tell you, it is discouraging." Taking a long sip, Astratus sat down on a floor cushion and motioned for the others to sit.
"The reason I called you here was to congratulate you first of all, your cunning and prowess are to be modeled after. Secondly, I wanted to ask a favor of you." Astratus paused and took another sip from his wine. "My men are confused and scared. Half of them haven't even left Vvardenfell in their entire lives. There is segregation by race and there is boredom and lack of energy within everybody. They don't believe this is their war. I myself am having a hard time dealing with the mere sight of the snakemen. They need heroes, and role models, something that they can hold dear to them even if this isn't their cause. They need people like you."
"What I would ask of you is simple. The men need you around them, and they look up to heroes. Please, fight with them, encourage them, and bond with them. I can spare you no coin, for the coffers of the Empire are spent on this invasion. That is all I would have you do."
Astratus paused again, then said, "One more thing, if you wouldn't mind. I am in much need of friends and it seems that I am not too highly thought of," his mind flicked back to the insults in the street. "But, if you would befriend me, I would be most grateful."
QUOTE(Lord Revan @ Jul 17 2007, 09:33 PM)
Issac
He nodded, it was clear that she was really sincere. "Alright, let's put this behind us then." You have my heart, as well, Issac wanted to say, but he didn't.
"I'm going to see Ian, it shouldn't take too long." He said.
Rann
"And I'm going to sleep. It's been a while since I've done it," he said, seeing Issac's exit as an excuse to make his own. He was exhaausted, and his red-rimmed eyes and slow steps made it obvious.
He walked upstairs then, hoping to find an empty room. He finally did, but it was terribly mistreated by countless users before him.
He didn't really care how messy it was; he closed the door and collapsed on the disheveled bed, quickly finding himself asleep.
QUOTE
Brianna
Brianna sat down and sighed;
"Not too good Iīm afraid" she answered silently, "Rann just went away, but at least he tried to be polite, I guess he probably didnīt resent me too much, but I donīt know....Satyana on the other hand looked at me if I was some kind of weirdo, she did not want to speak with me at all....I..I think she accuses me for giving her up deliberately"
She looked sternly at Rahvin....
"I donīt know what to do anymore, I feel so bad..."
She didnīt break down, but her sadness was obvious
I should have stayed with Telina, I shouldnīt have even tried to contact my children....nothing good will come out of this....
Brianna sat down and sighed;
"Not too good Iīm afraid" she answered silently, "Rann just went away, but at least he tried to be polite, I guess he probably didnīt resent me too much, but I donīt know....Satyana on the other hand looked at me if I was some kind of weirdo, she did not want to speak with me at all....I..I think she accuses me for giving her up deliberately"
She looked sternly at Rahvin....
"I donīt know what to do anymore, I feel so bad..."
She didnīt break down, but her sadness was obvious
I should have stayed with Telina, I shouldnīt have even tried to contact my children....nothing good will come out of this....
Rahvin
"I don't think either of them hate you; they just don't know you. They've never met their mother before and don't know what to do about it. Just give them time."
QUOTE(Priest of Sithis @ Jul 17 2007, 09:41 PM)
Commander Astratus
As the the "Heroes of the Wall" began formalities, Astratus said, "Please, sit down, don't bother with introductions. I have heard much of you from the other soldiers. Wine?"
As Astratus poured the cups without waiting for their response, he filled his own and began to drink it slowly.
"Heroes like you are a rare find this day and age, after the Dagoth Incident, heroes seemed reluctant to show themselves. I haven't seen hide nor hair of the Nerevarine since my days on Vvardenfell, and let me tell you, it is discouraging." Taking a long sip, Astratus sat down on a floor cushion and motioned for the others to sit.
"The reason I called you here was to congratulate you first of all, your cunning and prowess are to be modeled after. Secondly, I wanted to ask a favor of you." Astratus paused and took another sip from his wine. "My men are confused and scared. Half of them haven't even left Vvardenfell in their entire lives. There is segregation by race and there is boredom and lack of energy within everybody. They don't believe this is their war. I myself am having a hard time dealing with the mere sight of the snakemen. They need heroes, and role models, something that they can hold dear to them even if this isn't their cause. They need people like you."
"What I would ask of you is simple. The men need you around them, and they look up to heroes. Please, fight with them, encourage them, and bond with them. I can spare you no coin, for the coffers of the Empire are spent on this invasion. That is all I would have you do."
Astratus paused again, then said, "One more thing, if you wouldn't mind. I am in much need of friends and it seems that I am not too highly thought of," his mind flicked back to the insults in the street. "But, if you would befriend me, I would be most grateful."
Flogir
Flogir took a sip of the offered wine. He attempted to hide his look of displeasure of the taste of the beverage and left the glass alone the rest of the discussion. He wasn't that keen on wine drinking.
Just by examining the demeanor of Commander Astratus, Flogir noticed the somewhat defeated posture, as if the man had all ready excepted his ill fate yet continued on for the sake of his men. At least the mer
had that much sensibility to live. It also made Flogir pity the mer.
Flogir thought on the Commander's offer momentarily before answering. "I had always planned to stick around and make sure the Silhouette was defeated here. I've had experience defending a city due to the Oblivion Crisis so if your men are unfamiliar with wall defense I can gladly offer my aid in that department. I always found myself as an approachable chap as well," he said chuckling.
He stuck out his hand, "Flogir's my name if you didn't all ready know. I'm sure we'll get to know each other as this battle continues."
While normally Flogir had troubles stomaching people who dwell in depression he figured that if he managed to cheer up the Captain, perhaps it would rub off on his men.
Voltar
Voltar groaned inwardly at the pitiful display given by the Commander of this army, his face remained it's placid look though. At least the mer had good taste in wine he thought as he sipped frequently from his glass. The slightly rosy nose and bloodshot eyes of the Commander signified why this might be, as they were tell tale signs of an alcoholic. Voltar couldn't help but think about how amusing the chain of command can be in order for this pitiful wreck to have control of an army this size.
Unfortunately, it would likely benefit their cause of ridding this world of the Silhouette if the Commander was happy and his men inspired to fight against this horrendous horde. He had all ready made a few false friendships with the others in this party, at least he hoped so, so why not add another?
"I don't really think any of us are going anywhere, Commander Astratus. So I will be willing to provide my assistance as well, specifically I'll focus on eliminating any potential magical threat the enemy poses. If you liked to keep me in close confidence as well, that is your choice."
There, hopefully that will cheer the downer up
QUOTE(Lord Revan @ Jul 18 2007, 03:33 AM)
OCC: Issac already proposed to Satyana, remember? It was before they went with Rann and Soldin to rescue Kirana.
Issac
He nodded, it was clear that she was really sincere. "Alright, let's put this behind us then." You have my heart, as well, Issac wanted to say, but he didn't.
"I'm going to see Ian, it shouldn't take too long." He said.
OOC: He did? Great!
Satyana
She smiled, relieved....Isssac really was one of a kind. She then remembered that he really did ask her to marry him...once...as it now seemed a very long time ago. She wanted to bring that up again but decided to wait until things settled down a bit and they could have a moment of their own.
"Ian? Oh can I also come? You know I like Ian a lot!" She looked at him devotingly.
QUOTE(Dantrag @ Jul 18 2007, 05:28 AM)
Rahvin
"I don't think either of them hate you; they just don't know you. They've never met their mother before and don't know what to do about it. Just give them time."
Brianna
She nodded, Rahvin knew best probably, after all he raised Rann, and did a good job doing it, so...
"Ok, Iīll give them time then.." She stopped, thinking about what was ahead of them, or rather what was expected from them in this situation.
"Is there a future for us, Rahvin? Or is it here it finally ends?"
Brianna took a sip from her mug and leaned back, still feeling alienated....
I think I know why my children have different fathers, but the explanation is maybe too hard to grasp...
Astratus
Taking Flogir's hand he looked him straight in the eye and said, "Thank you," then releasing his hand he said to the Heroes, "I know what they say about me out there, and there are quite a few rumors floating around about me. In fact, you may think me unworthy of this post. The quiet truth is simple, I am not cut out for this." He let the words linger in the air and he poured himself another cup of wine.
"I do not want you to take me for weak, for I am not. No,..., that is wrong, I am weak. I find myself in the bottom of bottles far too often for a person with my responsibility." He look disgustingly down at the wine in his hand, but still took a drink. "I do not know why I am sharing this with you, I am far too trusting and open." Astratus took another drink, and looked at each of the Heroes.
"My entire military career was a string of luck; surviving the damn corprus...., and not getting killed often enough to earn promotion. My men are the only thing I have any care for in this world, and I feel like I am losing them." Astratus violently threw his head back and swallowed the last of the wine. He hung his head dejectedly and wiped a tear from his eye. He looked back up at the Heroes, put on a fake smile, and said, "Thank you, you service is greatly appreciated. You may leave whenever you feel like it." Astratus stood up and put his hand out to shake.
Taking Flogir's hand he looked him straight in the eye and said, "Thank you," then releasing his hand he said to the Heroes, "I know what they say about me out there, and there are quite a few rumors floating around about me. In fact, you may think me unworthy of this post. The quiet truth is simple, I am not cut out for this." He let the words linger in the air and he poured himself another cup of wine.
"I do not want you to take me for weak, for I am not. No,..., that is wrong, I am weak. I find myself in the bottom of bottles far too often for a person with my responsibility." He look disgustingly down at the wine in his hand, but still took a drink. "I do not know why I am sharing this with you, I am far too trusting and open." Astratus took another drink, and looked at each of the Heroes.
"My entire military career was a string of luck; surviving the damn corprus...., and not getting killed often enough to earn promotion. My men are the only thing I have any care for in this world, and I feel like I am losing them." Astratus violently threw his head back and swallowed the last of the wine. He hung his head dejectedly and wiped a tear from his eye. He looked back up at the Heroes, put on a fake smile, and said, "Thank you, you service is greatly appreciated. You may leave whenever you feel like it." Astratus stood up and put his hand out to shake.
Green-Root.
Green-Root shrugged.
,,That much is obvious. You can't let me go, too dangerous. So what are you going to do now? Execution, or hiring?" He asked simply.
Flint Ironwood.
Flint nodded.
,,I know what you mean, sorta. There was a time when I was pretty much messed up myself. Frankly, I don't know if I got fixed or if I'm still messed up. I'll go out for a walk and see what I can do about the situation." He spoked and ventured to the outside of the tent.
,,But first, we were planning a meeting amongst ourselves to discuss a certain situation which could be trouble. So by your leave, we would like to go and find a friend of ours."
Green-Root shrugged.
,,That much is obvious. You can't let me go, too dangerous. So what are you going to do now? Execution, or hiring?" He asked simply.
Flint Ironwood.
Flint nodded.
,,I know what you mean, sorta. There was a time when I was pretty much messed up myself. Frankly, I don't know if I got fixed or if I'm still messed up. I'll go out for a walk and see what I can do about the situation." He spoked and ventured to the outside of the tent.
,,But first, we were planning a meeting amongst ourselves to discuss a certain situation which could be trouble. So by your leave, we would like to go and find a friend of ours."
OCC: Minque, can you move Issac upo tp Ian's room then?
Karn
The Narza Tai, including the assassin group under the command of Vasha, made moves for their weapons at the mention of "execution." The Sensei smirked, one of true humor. "An accurate list of options, old ally."
The Dunmer, Sarmath, slowly positioned his blade just over Green-Root's throat. "Perhaps trust can come with time, and proof of your faithfulness." He motioned to Kalsh, who slowly came forward with the silver spear.
"You shall be allowed to live amongst us for a time," Vasha looked confused at this, but did not overtly react. "And maybe you will learn something about commitment as I have." Kalsh reluctantly held the spear for Green-Root to reclaim it, her hands still gripping it tightly.
"Vasha," Karn said, as this took place.
The Breton turned, all traces of her confusion hidden beneath. "Yes, Sensei?"
"Green-Root shall be in your and your siblings' custody and care in the coming months. He is not to be mistreated, but neither is he as much as any of your clan." He instructed, "Though unlikely, he might yet prove himself...."
Karn trailed off as he glanced thoughtfully at the Argonian.
Issac
He hesitated, what he had intended to discuss could be considered private, but when he thought about it, there wasn't much reason to exclude Satyana. "Very well, he must be in one of the upstairs rooms."
Karn
The Narza Tai, including the assassin group under the command of Vasha, made moves for their weapons at the mention of "execution." The Sensei smirked, one of true humor. "An accurate list of options, old ally."
The Dunmer, Sarmath, slowly positioned his blade just over Green-Root's throat. "Perhaps trust can come with time, and proof of your faithfulness." He motioned to Kalsh, who slowly came forward with the silver spear.
"You shall be allowed to live amongst us for a time," Vasha looked confused at this, but did not overtly react. "And maybe you will learn something about commitment as I have." Kalsh reluctantly held the spear for Green-Root to reclaim it, her hands still gripping it tightly.
"Vasha," Karn said, as this took place.
The Breton turned, all traces of her confusion hidden beneath. "Yes, Sensei?"
"Green-Root shall be in your and your siblings' custody and care in the coming months. He is not to be mistreated, but neither is he as much as any of your clan." He instructed, "Though unlikely, he might yet prove himself...."
Karn trailed off as he glanced thoughtfully at the Argonian.
Issac
He hesitated, what he had intended to discuss could be considered private, but when he thought about it, there wasn't much reason to exclude Satyana. "Very well, he must be in one of the upstairs rooms."
QUOTE(minque @ Jul 18 2007, 03:18 AM)
Brianna
She nodded, Rahvin knew best probably, after all he raised Rann, and did a good job doing it, so...
"Ok, Iīll give them time then.." She stopped, thinking about what was ahead of them, or rather what was expected from them in this situation.
"Is there a future for us, Rahvin? Or is it here it finally ends?"
Brianna took a sip from her mug and leaned back, still feeling alienated....
I think I know why my children have different fathers, but the explanation is maybe too hard to grasp...
Aerona
With that kind of personal conversation going on, Aerona felt out of place and in the way, so she quietly left the table, feeling quite embarrassed.
She walked over to where Issac, Satyana, and Dalrus were standing.
"Is there anywhere I can sleep?" she asked. She was very tired, both from lack of sleep and lack of blood. She hated feeding like an undead abomination, and had only done it once, and she decided that she wasn't ever going to.
Rahvin
Rahvin shrugged at Brianna's question, "I don't know if we have a future or not," he answered, "But I'm willing to try."
Satyana
"Ok, letīs go then, I canīt wait to see Ian again!"
She noticed Aerona approach, she looked totally worn out and Satyana felt sorry for her.
"Hay, you donīt look so good, are you ok?" she asked the girl "You can come with us, or you can be with Dalrus...weīre going to see Ian"
Satyana lead the way up the stairs, looking for Ian. He was not that hard to find and Satyana gave him a hearty smile when they entered his room
"Ian! hey..good to see you, I guess Issac has some matters heīd like to discuss with you, and thereīs another thing as well..."
Ooops....me and my big mouth, I better let Issac tell him weīre getting married!
Brianna
She took Rahvinīs hand and held it to her cheek. There wasnīt much to say, all words have already been said, at least between them. They had been through a lot, partly together, partly separated.
I have always loved him, I never got over him...back then...not him...there have been others, but they were never important...it has always been Rahvin...since the day he didnīt kill me, even though he had the chance.
She looked at him, and felt desire building up inside her....
"Ok, letīs go then, I canīt wait to see Ian again!"
She noticed Aerona approach, she looked totally worn out and Satyana felt sorry for her.
"Hay, you donīt look so good, are you ok?" she asked the girl "You can come with us, or you can be with Dalrus...weīre going to see Ian"
Satyana lead the way up the stairs, looking for Ian. He was not that hard to find and Satyana gave him a hearty smile when they entered his room
"Ian! hey..good to see you, I guess Issac has some matters heīd like to discuss with you, and thereīs another thing as well..."
Ooops....me and my big mouth, I better let Issac tell him weīre getting married!
Brianna
She took Rahvinīs hand and held it to her cheek. There wasnīt much to say, all words have already been said, at least between them. They had been through a lot, partly together, partly separated.
I have always loved him, I never got over him...back then...not him...there have been others, but they were never important...it has always been Rahvin...since the day he didnīt kill me, even though he had the chance.
She looked at him, and felt desire building up inside her....
Green-Root
Green-Root took the spear.
,,Thank you." He hissed, lowering its tip to the floor. He now waited for whatever might happen next.
,,It is an interesting group you've gathered here. I wonder for what purpose."
Green-Root took the spear.
,,Thank you." He hissed, lowering its tip to the floor. He now waited for whatever might happen next.
,,It is an interesting group you've gathered here. I wonder for what purpose."
Patholos
Feeling a comfortable presence enter his mind, Patholos quickly found out where the Narza'Tai were stationed.
"Brothers and sisters," He said as he passed by other members. He made his way to Karn and put his hand on Karn's shoulder. "Sensei, I fear that we do not posses the strength to counter the demons that may come..." Patholos paused, and readjusted his covering.
"May I speak to you in private, Sensei?" Patholos asked. He saw through his gray vision the faces of the other members. Not many things were kept from one another in the Narza'Tai, so this stirred the interest of the other members. Patholos looked around and felt estranged amongst those who judge by appearance to stay alive. He must look deceitful, and unfriendly, especially with his eyes missing.
Feeling a comfortable presence enter his mind, Patholos quickly found out where the Narza'Tai were stationed.
"Brothers and sisters," He said as he passed by other members. He made his way to Karn and put his hand on Karn's shoulder. "Sensei, I fear that we do not posses the strength to counter the demons that may come..." Patholos paused, and readjusted his covering.
"May I speak to you in private, Sensei?" Patholos asked. He saw through his gray vision the faces of the other members. Not many things were kept from one another in the Narza'Tai, so this stirred the interest of the other members. Patholos looked around and felt estranged amongst those who judge by appearance to stay alive. He must look deceitful, and unfriendly, especially with his eyes missing.
OCC: It's fine if Aerona decides to follow Issac and Satyana, Ian won't mind if she might be in need of couciling (about vampirism and feeding).
PS: Satyana can leave or remain, Issac and Ian are being protective.
Ian
He looked to the doorway and sat up. Nodding, even grinning slightly, in response to Satyana's heart-warming smile and presense.
Ian understood completely how Issac had been attracted to this woman.
-Karn-
After studying Patholos for a few moments, he nodded. Vasha and her clanmates retreated, taking Green-Root with them.
Likewise, all others fled temporarily through every exit.
Now alone, Karn turned to Patholos again. "Speak, my brother, what demands a private audience?"
-Issac-
He came in right behind Satyana, leaving the door partially ajar.
Ian's expectant gaze coaxed him to speak. "Ian, I probably should have brought this up a long time ago, what do you think about Altair?"
His voice was unsettlingly grave, and Ian was instantly on the same page. "He is more than he appears."
Issac nodded, before looking mournfully at Satyana. "I'm sorry, Satyana, but can you swear to keep what we're discussing here secret?"
"Or you should leave, I don't want harm your innocence by getting you involved with with this...". The word was ash in his mouth. "... Conspiracy."
Issac looked in Satyana's eyes as if to say it was alright to back out of the plotting.
Ian looked out the window. "Should you remain, no one can be told about this unless Issac or I say can be. Conspiracies can corrode the soul, the less you are exposed to Satyana, the better."
PS: Satyana can leave or remain, Issac and Ian are being protective.
Ian
He looked to the doorway and sat up. Nodding, even grinning slightly, in response to Satyana's heart-warming smile and presense.
Ian understood completely how Issac had been attracted to this woman.
-Karn-
After studying Patholos for a few moments, he nodded. Vasha and her clanmates retreated, taking Green-Root with them.
Likewise, all others fled temporarily through every exit.
Now alone, Karn turned to Patholos again. "Speak, my brother, what demands a private audience?"
-Issac-
He came in right behind Satyana, leaving the door partially ajar.
Ian's expectant gaze coaxed him to speak. "Ian, I probably should have brought this up a long time ago, what do you think about Altair?"
His voice was unsettlingly grave, and Ian was instantly on the same page. "He is more than he appears."
Issac nodded, before looking mournfully at Satyana. "I'm sorry, Satyana, but can you swear to keep what we're discussing here secret?"
"Or you should leave, I don't want harm your innocence by getting you involved with with this...". The word was ash in his mouth. "... Conspiracy."
Issac looked in Satyana's eyes as if to say it was alright to back out of the plotting.
Ian looked out the window. "Should you remain, no one can be told about this unless Issac or I say can be. Conspiracies can corrode the soul, the less you are exposed to Satyana, the better."
Satyana
"Iīm in this....deep down, so I might as well stay. And of course...what you discuss or say will be perfectly safe with me"
She looked both Issac and Ian straight into their eyes....
Iīll stand by Issacīs side all the way now...
"Iīm in this....deep down, so I might as well stay. And of course...what you discuss or say will be perfectly safe with me"
She looked both Issac and Ian straight into their eyes....
Iīll stand by Issacīs side all the way now...
Ian and Issac, duo (lol)
The vampire nodded, satisfied with Satyana's answer; Issac was torn between relief and guilt that he had dragged her this deep. Ian continued where he'd left off. "Karn," Issac gave a start at the name. The Imperial paused, then said, "Yes, as difficult as you two may find it, Karn is in the same boat."
He looked at Satyana, "What happened in the past has happened, nothing can change that, but foes can sometimes become friends." Ian reffered to how Karn had poisoned and kidnapped her in the past. "Green-Root's aim seems to be at Altair, as well."
The vampire let out a breath, "Unfortunately, neither of the pair will have much influence if our fears prove valid. No one will be willing to trust Karn, and the others are more likely to slay Green-Root than listen to anything he has to say."
"And then there's my 'condition,' which Altair could simply call my sanity into question." Ian worked his jaw, his fangs subtly displayed every now and again, if Satyana hadn't realized yet, she would now.
Issac stirred beside Satyana, "We believe you, and in turn we will have to trust Karn and Green-Root, right, 'Tyana?"
Patholos
"Sensei," he began, but then went quiet for a second. He continued, "Sensei, I have observed many men and women around the city, and I feel that there are seeds and roots of the Dark Brotherhood still active here. I went down to a temple and I encountered a vampire there. He looked suspicious, and with my vision I saw more than one life force acting on his dead flesh. It worries me brother, and I can no longer stand aside and watch as people do what they must and I remain in the shadows, a useless whisper."
Patholos paused, and then continued, "I wish to be more active and I wish to serve the Narza'Tai, Sensei. I wish to make a purpose out of my ruined life. I no longer wish to be viewed as a brother who does nothing and expects others to do for him. I want purpose brother. If I shared this with the others, I would surely be eliminated for this incompetence. Help me, Sensei, Karn, help me find purpose before the final beat of my heart."
"Sensei," he began, but then went quiet for a second. He continued, "Sensei, I have observed many men and women around the city, and I feel that there are seeds and roots of the Dark Brotherhood still active here. I went down to a temple and I encountered a vampire there. He looked suspicious, and with my vision I saw more than one life force acting on his dead flesh. It worries me brother, and I can no longer stand aside and watch as people do what they must and I remain in the shadows, a useless whisper."
Patholos paused, and then continued, "I wish to be more active and I wish to serve the Narza'Tai, Sensei. I wish to make a purpose out of my ruined life. I no longer wish to be viewed as a brother who does nothing and expects others to do for him. I want purpose brother. If I shared this with the others, I would surely be eliminated for this incompetence. Help me, Sensei, Karn, help me find purpose before the final beat of my heart."
Karn
The Dunmer's eyes narrowed as he brooded over the mention of a vampire with multiple souls. Which one? I know that there are at least three vampires within the city, Ian, that Mage's servant, and the female.
Karn decided to think about it later, turning his attention back to Patholos, he said. "You want to play a role? You have been my second since the Narza Tai was formed, but perhaps your sight can be useful. And the Shadow Eaters are under your immediate command, if you recall."
Once he mentioned the Shadow Eaters, the makings of a plan came to the Sensei. "If in the event I should perish, you will be an administrative leader, others have already been selected to serve the remaining roles."
Karn continued, "In addition to administration duties, your sight may prove well-suited for aiding your Shadows."
"In fact, here is something you may do right now, Patholos." He said, matter-of-factly. "Take your agents, use the rafts to bring yourself near the Silhouete's camp, perhaps you can identify the Silhouete's key leaders."
"Given the chance try and find the Silhouete, maybe some kind of weakness will present itself."
Dalrus, Tiber Septim Hotel
Dalrus hugged Satyana when she came and said hi to Aerona. She couldn't help noticing that Rann looked slightly confused as to what to say. They had been very close, that was until they had argued, however, she did not even remember what it was about. She watched as he went upstairs and a few minutes later she walked up to his room, she just wanted to talk.
Knock, Knock, "Hey Rann, can I come in?" she said softly.
The Silhouette, Observing his forces
The Silhouette rode around the lines inspecting his tsaeci, they were brilliant with gold scales and all the same armor pieces. They were quite the sight to behold. The Silhouette then came to the goblins in their bone mold, or cloth pieces, and then to the orcs in their orc armor. The bandits had various types and then the reavers wore cloth or steel armor. They also had many war horses, not that they would do much good inside the city.
The Silhouette then noticed a magic source coming towards the camp. He got on his akaviri tiger and stormed off towards the magic source. He came upon a man walking straight for his vampire camp.
"You are either looking for me or very stupid to be walking towards one of my campsss," he said to the man (Mannimarco)
Dalrus hugged Satyana when she came and said hi to Aerona. She couldn't help noticing that Rann looked slightly confused as to what to say. They had been very close, that was until they had argued, however, she did not even remember what it was about. She watched as he went upstairs and a few minutes later she walked up to his room, she just wanted to talk.
Knock, Knock, "Hey Rann, can I come in?" she said softly.
The Silhouette, Observing his forces
The Silhouette rode around the lines inspecting his tsaeci, they were brilliant with gold scales and all the same armor pieces. They were quite the sight to behold. The Silhouette then came to the goblins in their bone mold, or cloth pieces, and then to the orcs in their orc armor. The bandits had various types and then the reavers wore cloth or steel armor. They also had many war horses, not that they would do much good inside the city.
The Silhouette then noticed a magic source coming towards the camp. He got on his akaviri tiger and stormed off towards the magic source. He came upon a man walking straight for his vampire camp.
"You are either looking for me or very stupid to be walking towards one of my campsss," he said to the man (Mannimarco)
QUOTE(Priest of Sithis @ Jul 18 2007, 03:53 PM)
Astratus
Taking Flogir's hand he looked him straight in the eye and said, "Thank you," then releasing his hand he said to the Heroes, "I know what they say about me out there, and there are quite a few rumors floating around about me. In fact, you may think me unworthy of this post. The quiet truth is simple, I am not cut out for this." He let the words linger in the air and he poured himself another cup of wine.
"I do not want you to take me for weak, for I am not. No,..., that is wrong, I am weak. I find myself in the bottom of bottles far too often for a person with my responsibility." He look disgustingly down at the wine in his hand, but still took a drink. "I do not know why I am sharing this with you, I am far too trusting and open." Astratus took another drink, and looked at each of the Heroes.
"My entire military career was a string of luck; surviving the damn corprus...., and not getting killed often enough to earn promotion. My men are the only thing I have any care for in this world, and I feel like I am losing them." Astratus violently threw his head back and swallowed the last of the wine. He hung his head dejectedly and wiped a tear from his eye. He looked back up at the Heroes, put on a fake smile, and said, "Thank you, you service is greatly appreciated. You may leave whenever you feel like it." Astratus stood up and put his hand out to shake.
Flogir
Flogir returned Astratus' handshake and left the Commander with his other two companions. The bitterness and defeated manner Astratus displayed left Flogir a little apprehensive. How can an army survive with a leader that self-deprecates? Work would have to be done in order to motivate these troops. Flogir felt certain that Flint's and Voltar's help in removing the trebuchets started them off nicely. The troops would like trust them should the need arrive that one of them would assume control should Astratus fall too deeply down the hole he's been digging for himself.
The company began to head towards the Tiber Septim. "Let's get this meeting with Altair over and done with," he said in an annoyed fashion. The meeting with Astratus had left in a bitter mood.
Voltar
As Voltar left the presence of Astratus he couldn't help but think in wonder of how the Morrowind army dealt with rankings. It was difficult for him to believe they would allow someone of Astratus' demeanor to lead an army that had to succeed. With that baffoon leading the troops, things are bound to be that much more difficult to complete. Voltar wondered if he should question the troops and find out if they would care if Astratus was 'removed'. Perhaps then someone who could handle things properly can be placed in the spot to lead and put this army in the right direction. This sounded like another thing to speak about privately with 'Altair'.
As Voltar thought on this, he found Altair standing nearby the Tiber Septim. He also noticed Amrita heading around the back of building. Perhaps they had been talking. Didn't matter. Talking about Astratus and Green-Root was. He waved over the Altmer.
Mannimarco
Mannimarco approached the Silhouette, cautiously. Mannimarco felt an extreme power emanating from the figure, and it topped Mannimarco's during his height of power. Mannimarco felt insignificant and useless, but still spoke to the figure.
"I know you, you don't need to know me. Let's keep this short. I control the dead, well, I did, when I had a physical form. I can still coerce them, but it is on a insignificant level. I need from you a chance to break a damn fool spell I cast on myself to allow me to be reincarnated. In exchange, I will pledge the legions of the undead to your service."
Not knowing if the Silhouette could only see him and not hear him, Mannimarco waited for a response.
He spoke again, "I know a vampire who has a certain soul inside him that is expert in changing bodies..."
Mannimarco approached the Silhouette, cautiously. Mannimarco felt an extreme power emanating from the figure, and it topped Mannimarco's during his height of power. Mannimarco felt insignificant and useless, but still spoke to the figure.
"I know you, you don't need to know me. Let's keep this short. I control the dead, well, I did, when I had a physical form. I can still coerce them, but it is on a insignificant level. I need from you a chance to break a damn fool spell I cast on myself to allow me to be reincarnated. In exchange, I will pledge the legions of the undead to your service."
Not knowing if the Silhouette could only see him and not hear him, Mannimarco waited for a response.
He spoke again, "I know a vampire who has a certain soul inside him that is expert in changing bodies..."
The Silhouette, Outside the city
The name Mannimarco was familiar, he was not sure where he had heard it, though he thought it might have been because Mannimarco caused some trouble a few weeks (or was it months) earlier. The Silhouette liked being revered and so got off his tiger.
"If it'sss a ssspell I can break it, itssss the body you need, who is thissss vampire?"
The name Mannimarco was familiar, he was not sure where he had heard it, though he thought it might have been because Mannimarco caused some trouble a few weeks (or was it months) earlier. The Silhouette liked being revered and so got off his tiger.
"If it'sss a ssspell I can break it, itssss the body you need, who is thissss vampire?"
QUOTE(Florodine of Hlaalu @ Jul 21 2007, 10:50 AM)
Dalrus, Tiber Septim Hotel
Dalrus hugged Satyana when she came and said hi to Aerona. She couldn't help noticing that Rann looked slightly confused as to what to say. They had been very close, that was until they had argued, however, she did not even remember what it was about. She watched as he went upstairs and a few minutes later she walked up to his room, she just wanted to talk.
Knock, Knock, "Hey Rann, can I come in?" she said softly.
Rann
Rann woke up to someone knocking on his door. He didn't hear what the person had said, so he stood up and walked to the door.
He cracked it open so he could see who was there.
"Oh, hey, Dalrus. Come on in," he said, opening the door wider so let her in.
OOC: Sorry i haven't been around much. I'll catch up with Aerona and Rahvin as soon as I figure out whats goin on
Dalrus, Tiber Septim Hotel
"Hey," she said in a soft voice as she came in. The room was not as luxurious as she thought it would be, however, she supposed this was because the Tiber Septim had been so busy lately. She sat down on the end of Rann's bed and smiled, not much of a warm smile but a smile that said she was happy to see him.
"So I told you what happened to me, but what happened while I was gone?"
"Hey," she said in a soft voice as she came in. The room was not as luxurious as she thought it would be, however, she supposed this was because the Tiber Septim had been so busy lately. She sat down on the end of Rann's bed and smiled, not much of a warm smile but a smile that said she was happy to see him.
"So I told you what happened to me, but what happened while I was gone?"
Ian
He nodded to both, "Thanks, you two." Ian refreshed his memory before he spoke next. "The explosion in the Valus Mountains...."
"Shortly after that event, I entered a former goblin den. Within, I encountered both Karn and Green-Root, and then a Breton and Altmer entered as well." The vampire's eyes narrowed slightly, "The High Elf was Voltar, Altair's aid. The Breton immediately retrieved the staff which was used to create that column of fire."
Ian stared at the floor before Issac and Satyana's feet. "Even as it burned in his hands, the man wouldn't not let go of it."
He sighed, "Green-Root came up with an unlikely theory, that Altair and that Breton in the cave are one and the same. No matter how far-fetched the prospect, Karn claims to have witnessed Altair change while in his presense."
Suddenly, Ian recalled that Karn had given him an amulet recently. He reached into his robes and produced it. "The shape-shifter gave him this, apparently a way to communicate over long distances."
Issac
The revelations stacked up, even though he and Satyana had suspected Altair was more than a simple politician from the beginning, this was a whole new level. "He's been trying to gain our trust all this time...."
He looked to his father, "Do you think he really just wants to make a democrasy like he says?"
Ian shook his head, "Altair is no politician, even if he can play the part disturbingly well, he's a mage. One with a desire for power, and with the means at his disposal, to gain it."
Issac fidgeted, "So, what should we do?" Ian gazed at both of them. "All we can do is wait to see what Altair does, only then can we do anything that will benifit our friends."
He shut his tightly, his hands clenched into fists. "What if it's too late by then?" Ian couldn't answer.
Veric
Veric saw his companion, Voltar, waving at him from a distance. At first, he thought he was waving hello, but when it was obvious he wasn't, Altair walked over to the group. "What's going on?" He asked in a cheery tone that contrasted with the situation the Imperial City was in.
Veric saw his companion, Voltar, waving at him from a distance. At first, he thought he was waving hello, but when it was obvious he wasn't, Altair walked over to the group. "What's going on?" He asked in a cheery tone that contrasted with the situation the Imperial City was in.
Rann
"Well, we discovered this army of snake-men, but not before we had to deal with a necromancer," he answered gravely, "He killed Kirana and Soldin."
There was a moment of silence.
"Are you sure you're alright?"
Aerona
Aerona stood listening to the conversation, not sure where, or even if she fit in. She mostly listened, as usual, not always being brave enough to speak up.
"Um, excuse me," she said softly, "But why should we believe Karn at all? I mean, he tried to kill us."
She felt uncomfortable with the whole situation, since the ability to shapeshift seemed to be a fool's solution to the problem. Not to mention the fact that Rann seemed to hold Altair in high esteem; Rann had saved her from the sadistic Patholos, and in her eyes was a good and kind young man. Anyone he trusted had to be worthy of it.
If she couldn't dissuade them, she decided, she would at least tell Rann about his companions' conspiring, even though by standing in the room, she had promised to keep her mouth shut. She owed him much more than that for saving her.
Cerpin
Look, I know that you want to be rid of your suspected enemy, I do, but I don't understand why you force me to sit through this. You've had your fair share of opportunities to get my glove, and you still neglect your promise to me.
Look, if you're worried about me stealing someone else's body, don't be. I plan on taking one from the upcoming battle. You'll kill your enemies anyway, why not do it by purging their body of a soul and then replacing it with mine?
"Well, we discovered this army of snake-men, but not before we had to deal with a necromancer," he answered gravely, "He killed Kirana and Soldin."
There was a moment of silence.
"Are you sure you're alright?"
Aerona
Aerona stood listening to the conversation, not sure where, or even if she fit in. She mostly listened, as usual, not always being brave enough to speak up.
"Um, excuse me," she said softly, "But why should we believe Karn at all? I mean, he tried to kill us."
She felt uncomfortable with the whole situation, since the ability to shapeshift seemed to be a fool's solution to the problem. Not to mention the fact that Rann seemed to hold Altair in high esteem; Rann had saved her from the sadistic Patholos, and in her eyes was a good and kind young man. Anyone he trusted had to be worthy of it.
If she couldn't dissuade them, she decided, she would at least tell Rann about his companions' conspiring, even though by standing in the room, she had promised to keep her mouth shut. She owed him much more than that for saving her.
Cerpin
Look, I know that you want to be rid of your suspected enemy, I do, but I don't understand why you force me to sit through this. You've had your fair share of opportunities to get my glove, and you still neglect your promise to me.
Look, if you're worried about me stealing someone else's body, don't be. I plan on taking one from the upcoming battle. You'll kill your enemies anyway, why not do it by purging their body of a soul and then replacing it with mine?
Mannimarco
Mannimarco knew that the shade form he was in was no use in battle, so he quickly felt into his mind to search the memories left there. There was no name, but Mannimarco could still feel Kirana's soul on Mundus, so Mannimarco thought.
"The name eludes me, Silhouette, however, I had the ability to control the dead, back when I was physical and I had my staff..." Mannimarco paused, then continued. "I made a damn fool move soul linking with a female ready to die to kill me, I prevented her from leaving Mundus, which in turn melted my physical being. I assume we are both shades, or maybe she has found a new home. The vampire I encountered was storing more than one soul,..." Mannimarco paused again. He continued and called up the soul link spell matrix.
"Here is the energy matrix that activates the soul link," Mannimarco presented the matrix to the Silhouette and showed the complexities of the magicka. "If you can plant me in a Dunmer body, that would be optimal. One in top physical condition and not too old. Also, he would need to be intelligent..."
Mannimarco knew that the shade form he was in was no use in battle, so he quickly felt into his mind to search the memories left there. There was no name, but Mannimarco could still feel Kirana's soul on Mundus, so Mannimarco thought.
"The name eludes me, Silhouette, however, I had the ability to control the dead, back when I was physical and I had my staff..." Mannimarco paused, then continued. "I made a damn fool move soul linking with a female ready to die to kill me, I prevented her from leaving Mundus, which in turn melted my physical being. I assume we are both shades, or maybe she has found a new home. The vampire I encountered was storing more than one soul,..." Mannimarco paused again. He continued and called up the soul link spell matrix.
"Here is the energy matrix that activates the soul link," Mannimarco presented the matrix to the Silhouette and showed the complexities of the magicka. "If you can plant me in a Dunmer body, that would be optimal. One in top physical condition and not too old. Also, he would need to be intelligent..."
Ian
He glanced at the other vampire, immediately picking out the sighs of her fasting. "True, Karn has been an enemy of ours for some time, but may I remind you that I've been so for a much longer period than any other person present."
Ian spoke sincerely, "People aren't static. I don't trust Karn completely, yet I can see that he's found something to commit to, now that's a change in a better direction from the mer I've been fighting all these years."
"Regardless of our past struggles and prejudices, we have to remember that every man and mer in this city has taken arms to protect this land and this existance because a greater threat is threatening to take everything from us." The vampire looked the other straight in the eyes. "Our presense is proof of that."
He sighed shifgting his gaze the floor, "However, what happens after this war is over is entirely up to anyone's imagination. Democrasy, monarchy, imperialism, it doesn't really matter so long as Tamriel as a whole recovers from this."
Issac
Looking at Aerona, he added softly. "Whether or not Altair is as honest as he appears, it still stands that Tamriel needs a system of government and a leader who can set things back in order. Maybe he is capable of that or not, but from what I've seen of him, he's shifty to say the least."
Issac had a distant look, "Voltar is the link, he was with this Breton and Altair. If we could somehow get him to tell us what he knows...." He trailed off, no more needed to be said.
Ian
On some unknown cue, the subject was dropped. Ian lost his brooding posture and stood up from his bed. He gazed thoughtfully at Aerona, as if Satyana and Issac were no longer present. "It's not healthy habit, neglect won't solve your problem."
The Imperial intended the statement to invite Aerona to speak about her troubles with vampirism; understanding, Issac signaled Satyana to follow him out the door.
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