Here's the new one.
Haldin, on horse.
Haldin, who had been riding on his horse the last few months, he ahd spent riding through Tamriel, stiffened, his finely attuned ears picking up sounds...sounds of battle, 'never a good thing', he tought. Without further ado, he spurred his steed forwards as fast as he could, what met him was more than he ahd expected.
A huge army of goblins, zombies and a number of different bandits were surrounding the imperial city, trying to extinguish a large fire that was in a breach in the wall. Hatred filled him, as he watched these wretched beings trying to destroy the city, and close to where the fire was, throwing frost spells at it was his aunt.
With a snarl of rage he unscheated his sword, before spurring his horse into a gallop straight towards his estranged aunt, 'she deserves no more than death'.
With a cry of death he slammed into the enemy ranks, throwing zombies left and right, spurring his steed ever on, he tried to manouver it so that he avoided running into his enemies and losing the momentum of his charge. His sword sang as it slashed left and right, severing heads and arms, spiling fountains of blood with every strike.
Righteous zeal overtook him as he slayed enemies in his path, his grizzled visage making more than one enemy recoil in fear, but he didn't have much time before they rallied, he was after all just one person. An arrow struck his shoulder, but he shrugged away the pain as he disemboweled a nord in steel armour, he was close to his aunt now..."DIE TRAITOR", he yelled, as he rode towards her.
OOC: I'm off.
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Haldin.
Haldin roared in rage when his aunt had just smirked at him, before teleporting herself away to the back of the ranks where she continued her barrage of spells at the walls, and he felt rather than saw a nasty bone shatter curse pass him by inches.
But he could not stop now, he had to help, and being alone in the open was no good way to help. With a curse he drove his horse towards the breach, where the flames had now all but gone out. An arrow hit his horse head, and both rider and steed fell to the ground.
Haldin swore again, and could not help but think that his almost niece/sister Satyana would be very dissappointed with him, wincing at the thought what she or Serene would do to him if they caught him speaking like that, he Dragged up his battlehammer 'Wrath of Dorn', in favour of his sword.
With a mighty swing he beheaded two zombies and broke the arm of a goblin as well. He ran towards the breach, using his sheer weight and size to push away the odd opponent.
After he had passed the breach, he was treated with the sight of three men, a Breton mage, an old Nord warrior, and a young Breton look alike lad, all of them standing against a tall Alien. His first tought was thet it was one of the Akavir, but he could not be, his grey scales looked tough at least, a formidable opponent.
"FOR JUSTICE", he yelled as he charged the alien, smashing his hammer towards it's midriff, hoping to chrush his lower spine.
OOC:Considering no one has posted yet, I doub't this counts as a double post.
Haldin roared in rage when his aunt had just smirked at him, before teleporting herself away to the back of the ranks where she continued her barrage of spells at the walls, and he felt rather than saw a nasty bone shatter curse pass him by inches.
But he could not stop now, he had to help, and being alone in the open was no good way to help. With a curse he drove his horse towards the breach, where the flames had now all but gone out. An arrow hit his horse head, and both rider and steed fell to the ground.
Haldin swore again, and could not help but think that his almost niece/sister Satyana would be very dissappointed with him, wincing at the thought what she or Serene would do to him if they caught him speaking like that, he Dragged up his battlehammer 'Wrath of Dorn', in favour of his sword.
With a mighty swing he beheaded two zombies and broke the arm of a goblin as well. He ran towards the breach, using his sheer weight and size to push away the odd opponent.
After he had passed the breach, he was treated with the sight of three men, a Breton mage, an old Nord warrior, and a young Breton look alike lad, all of them standing against a tall Alien. His first tought was thet it was one of the Akavir, but he could not be, his grey scales looked tough at least, a formidable opponent.
"FOR JUSTICE", he yelled as he charged the alien, smashing his hammer towards it's midriff, hoping to chrush his lower spine.
OOC:Considering no one has posted yet, I doub't this counts as a double post.
Flint Ironwood.
Flint fought the tendency to roll his eyes when a Dunmer came out of nowhere swinging a hammer. He lost the fight when he recognized the man as Haldin, yet another Delvanni.
,,Must be a family reunion or something. The bad kind." He thought while enveloping Halding in a barrier as well.
,,Haldin! I'm protecting four people right now! I could strenghten the barriers if you dropped to our side!"
Odrik.
Odrik cursed. The attack had renewed in force. And the outer walls were being battered again.
,,Come on, you dumbsacks! I need a Trebuchet, yesterday! Focus on getting one done and firing before starting the others!"
Flint fought the tendency to roll his eyes when a Dunmer came out of nowhere swinging a hammer. He lost the fight when he recognized the man as Haldin, yet another Delvanni.
,,Must be a family reunion or something. The bad kind." He thought while enveloping Halding in a barrier as well.
,,Haldin! I'm protecting four people right now! I could strenghten the barriers if you dropped to our side!"
Odrik.
Odrik cursed. The attack had renewed in force. And the outer walls were being battered again.
,,Come on, you dumbsacks! I need a Trebuchet, yesterday! Focus on getting one done and firing before starting the others!"
QUOTE(jack cloudy @ Sep 29 2007, 10:35 PM) 
Flint Ironwood.
Flint fought the tendency to roll his eyes when a Dunmer came out of nowhere swinging a hammer. He lost the fight when he recognized the man as Haldin, yet another Delvanni.
,,Must be a family reunion or something. The bad kind." He thought while enveloping Halding in a barrier as well.
,,Haldin! I'm protecting four people right now! I could strenghten the barriers if you dropped to our side!"
Odrik.
Odrik cursed. The attack had renewed in force. And the outer walls were being battered again.
,,Come on, you dumbsacks! I need a Trebuchet, yesterday! Focus on getting one done and firing before starting the others!"
Haldin.
Haldin abruptly stopped his blow, jumped forward into a roll, and stood up right beside Flint. "Ah Flint, nice to see you again" Haldin nodded with a smile.
Seeing that Flint was struggling to keep up the barrier, He cast a spell on Flint that allowed Flint to draw in a part of Haldins own magical powers, "it's the least I can do for you friend", he muttered to Flint.
Flogir
Flogir noticed that the battle was picking up once again and began barking orders to the soldiers nearby.
"I need pikemen at that breach and a score of archers to back em up! If any of you happen to hit a pikeman I swear to the Divines I'll personally send them to Oblivion!"
As the soldiers hurried to their positions, Flogir found a spot where he could oversee the upcoming events hopefully. He glanced over to where Flint and the others were facing off with the foreign being. He silently offered a prayer of luck for them.
Flogir noticed that the battle was picking up once again and began barking orders to the soldiers nearby.
"I need pikemen at that breach and a score of archers to back em up! If any of you happen to hit a pikeman I swear to the Divines I'll personally send them to Oblivion!"
As the soldiers hurried to their positions, Flogir found a spot where he could oversee the upcoming events hopefully. He glanced over to where Flint and the others were facing off with the foreign being. He silently offered a prayer of luck for them.
Flint Ironwood.
Flint nodded.
,,Thanks." He spoke, then turned his full attention back to the matter at hand.
,,Alright, I take care of defense. But try to dodge anyway. I can only slow down, not stop. I'd say surround and pound from three directions. James, being the weakest, takes his rear."
Odrik.
,,Hammer the anchors into place!.....Tie up the ropes, double!.......Load basket!" Odrik shouted and took a deep breath as he surveyed the battlefield.
,,Alright men, ten degrees left, two extra rotations should do it. We're gonna hit that officer down there. Ready.....FIRE!" And with that word, the first Trebuchet leapt back into action.
OOC: I'm off to bed. Feel free to fight this battle without me. Both Odrik and Flint can safely be put on automatic, I'd say. Odrik's launching bricks all over, Flint's holding up the barrier.
Flint nodded.
,,Thanks." He spoke, then turned his full attention back to the matter at hand.
,,Alright, I take care of defense. But try to dodge anyway. I can only slow down, not stop. I'd say surround and pound from three directions. James, being the weakest, takes his rear."
Odrik.
,,Hammer the anchors into place!.....Tie up the ropes, double!.......Load basket!" Odrik shouted and took a deep breath as he surveyed the battlefield.
,,Alright men, ten degrees left, two extra rotations should do it. We're gonna hit that officer down there. Ready.....FIRE!" And with that word, the first Trebuchet leapt back into action.
OOC: I'm off to bed. Feel free to fight this battle without me. Both Odrik and Flint can safely be put on automatic, I'd say. Odrik's launching bricks all over, Flint's holding up the barrier.
OCC: Well dang, while at T3's (Tenek, The Thief's) house, I hardly had time to do anything on the comp. Anyway, the Plys'Iea reacts. Flink wasn't guarding their backs was he? Issac and Satyana should be getting down from the battlements by now, the latter being in a position to see her "Uncle?"
Plys'Iea
The warrior took in the men standing against him, now numbering four. Despite his bestial appearance, he fully understood the words of their plotting. "How do you intend to fight one who can become a mealstrom?" He inquired, his off hand moving to grasp his staff.
Then, the creature blurred, slamming his long weapon into the pavement and pole-vaulting up and over the foursome. He spun, landing in position to strike their flanks. The alien swung his weapon in a rapid, and repeating succession of strikes at the men and the Dunmer.
The flails on the end made loud whoosing noises as they moved.
Dan, fighting the Plys'Iea
Dan tried desperately to evade the lightning fast blows of the alien being. Despite Flint's spells which slowed down the creature it was still moving at almost super-human speeds. Dan's usual tactic of closing in quickly and showering the opponent with blows before they could have time to respond wouldn't work here. He would need to think carefully, otherwise one blow of the creature could kill him. At least the creature's attention wasn't solely on him. If it had been so, Dan would have been long dead. With the creature trying to hit four opponents simultaneously, Dan could at least have time to dodge individual blows.
After dodging a few blows and nearly getting hit on the shoulder by one of them, Dan saw an opportunity in which the creature was focusing on James, seeing him as being weaker than the other opponents. He used this opportunity to hit the creature with all his strength. He managed to do so, hitting the beast in the shoulder as he turned to strike the freshly arrived Dunmer. Dan's blow, which would have killed a normal man, only managed to put a dent in Dan's blade with little consequence to their enemy.
This is harder than I thought!
Dan tried desperately to evade the lightning fast blows of the alien being. Despite Flint's spells which slowed down the creature it was still moving at almost super-human speeds. Dan's usual tactic of closing in quickly and showering the opponent with blows before they could have time to respond wouldn't work here. He would need to think carefully, otherwise one blow of the creature could kill him. At least the creature's attention wasn't solely on him. If it had been so, Dan would have been long dead. With the creature trying to hit four opponents simultaneously, Dan could at least have time to dodge individual blows.
After dodging a few blows and nearly getting hit on the shoulder by one of them, Dan saw an opportunity in which the creature was focusing on James, seeing him as being weaker than the other opponents. He used this opportunity to hit the creature with all his strength. He managed to do so, hitting the beast in the shoulder as he turned to strike the freshly arrived Dunmer. Dan's blow, which would have killed a normal man, only managed to put a dent in Dan's blade with little consequence to their enemy.
This is harder than I thought!
James.
James was seriously wishing that he had never left his wonderrful shade earlier, dodging that damned flai was tiring. James smiled in satisfaction when Dan struck the creature, that is until he was hit in the side, and felt two of his ribs crack.
With a scream in pain James was thrown under the creature, where he in desperation stabbed one dagger into each of it's leg, the paralyzing effect struck in...halfy the creature could still move, but it's movements would be slower the next minute, while the other dagger with the deadly venom had embedded itself in it's left thigh, and broken off. James doubted the poison would kill this damned thing, but if it was left untreated for long, he might have to amputate the leg...one thing ws sure, the poison would weaken him, with a last smile unconciousness claimed him.
Haldin.
Haldin growled in annoyance of theis...thing, dodging the flail's, until on hit him. Using the momentum of the blow, he allowed himself to swing with it, and with the increased speed he slammed his hammer down at the creature's left knee with enough force to reduce an orc's armoured head to a bloody mass.
OOC: You decide if the poison will do anything of course, and if Haldins strike will actually hit or something similar Rev...
James was seriously wishing that he had never left his wonderrful shade earlier, dodging that damned flai was tiring. James smiled in satisfaction when Dan struck the creature, that is until he was hit in the side, and felt two of his ribs crack.
With a scream in pain James was thrown under the creature, where he in desperation stabbed one dagger into each of it's leg, the paralyzing effect struck in...halfy the creature could still move, but it's movements would be slower the next minute, while the other dagger with the deadly venom had embedded itself in it's left thigh, and broken off. James doubted the poison would kill this damned thing, but if it was left untreated for long, he might have to amputate the leg...one thing ws sure, the poison would weaken him, with a last smile unconciousness claimed him.
Haldin.
Haldin growled in annoyance of theis...thing, dodging the flail's, until on hit him. Using the momentum of the blow, he allowed himself to swing with it, and with the increased speed he slammed his hammer down at the creature's left knee with enough force to reduce an orc's armoured head to a bloody mass.
OOC: You decide if the poison will do anything of course, and if Haldins strike will actually hit or something similar Rev...
Flint Ironwood.
They were losing ground fast. When one of the flails swooped in on him, the Breton stiffened his barrier to the limit. The deadly weapon slowed down, yet it still cracked most glassplates in his side as well as launching him sideways for three metres. The Breton skidded to a stop on the pavement.
,,This is not good. I can't move and guard them at the same time." He thought frantically. He knew of only one solution here, and the grasped it.
The mystic barrier of dragonskin, that peculiar force that grows within each Breton, enveloped his skin, protecting him with a shell over thrice as powerful as his strongest conventional barrier. This, with his armour, should be enough to make him keep standing as he focussed on guarding his allies.
OOC: The Plys'Iea's armour. Does it have a radio? Just a question.
They were losing ground fast. When one of the flails swooped in on him, the Breton stiffened his barrier to the limit. The deadly weapon slowed down, yet it still cracked most glassplates in his side as well as launching him sideways for three metres. The Breton skidded to a stop on the pavement.
,,This is not good. I can't move and guard them at the same time." He thought frantically. He knew of only one solution here, and the grasped it.
The mystic barrier of dragonskin, that peculiar force that grows within each Breton, enveloped his skin, protecting him with a shell over thrice as powerful as his strongest conventional barrier. This, with his armour, should be enough to make him keep standing as he focussed on guarding his allies.
OOC: The Plys'Iea's armour. Does it have a radio? Just a question.
OCC: I suppose, he wouldn't be able to use it now that no one else of Nirm has another. What are you thinking?
Plys'Iea
He reared back as one human stabbed a small dagger through one of the few places between his armor's plates. His legs gradually felt numb, which allowed him not to feel anything from the dunmer's hammer strike he might have otherwise.
The strike dented his armor, but the alien realized this was turning against him. The cornered prey bites the hunter. Making a snap decision, he grabbed the unconscious Breton-being and fled. these vermin are so loyal to each other....
Dan, shocked
As Dan ducked from one more of the alien's blows he felt the mail armour he was wearing was starting to tire him. He knew that he wouldn't last any long if the battle kept going like that. His allies had also fought back, hitting the beast as well. It was with little effect however since their foe seemed to be as strong as ever. With one blow he threw Flint aside and almost killed Dan with one of his flails. The battle however was going against the creature. It had to tire eventually.
Before Dan could rise from the ground however, the alien made a move of desperation, grabbing the unconscious James from the ground and running off with him.
Coward! Now that the battle goes against you flee and take our wounded!
Dan immediately felt all weariness fall from him as he started running for the alien. His rage however soon left him and he fell to the ground after being tripped by the bloody remains of a fallen Bruman guard. As Dan felt his limbs going numb from the battle, he could hear various sounds around. Flint shouting desperately, the joint commander of the defense forces barking out orders to defend the breach. Dan was too tired for it all however. He desperately needed rest.
As Dan ducked from one more of the alien's blows he felt the mail armour he was wearing was starting to tire him. He knew that he wouldn't last any long if the battle kept going like that. His allies had also fought back, hitting the beast as well. It was with little effect however since their foe seemed to be as strong as ever. With one blow he threw Flint aside and almost killed Dan with one of his flails. The battle however was going against the creature. It had to tire eventually.
Before Dan could rise from the ground however, the alien made a move of desperation, grabbing the unconscious James from the ground and running off with him.
Coward! Now that the battle goes against you flee and take our wounded!
Dan immediately felt all weariness fall from him as he started running for the alien. His rage however soon left him and he fell to the ground after being tripped by the bloody remains of a fallen Bruman guard. As Dan felt his limbs going numb from the battle, he could hear various sounds around. Flint shouting desperately, the joint commander of the defense forces barking out orders to defend the breach. Dan was too tired for it all however. He desperately needed rest.
OOC: I was going to have Aleatoire make the radio perform some horribly annoying screeching, so the good guys wouldn't get slaughtered. But since the Plys'Iea ran, it's no longer needed.
Flint Ironwood.
The monstrous being took off, too fast for him to follow unless he tried jumping. But James was less important than the breach. Or was it? Flint felt a conflict of desires. While he felt no great love for the man, he was an ally. And how much of a difference could he make in the melee of hundreds? Even with his dragonskin, he would not shift the outcome significantly. But he had a chance to save James. He was as fast as the being, perhaps even faster.
Flint let his eyes shoot across the plaza. Dan was out, he wouldn't help. Haldin could be a big aid, but carrying him along would force the Breton to slow down far too much. He would have to go in alone.
,,And get killed. I'm too stupid for my own good."
,,Haldin, check after Dan. I'm going to collect this James fellow." He spoke as he shot off into the air.
Flint Ironwood.
The monstrous being took off, too fast for him to follow unless he tried jumping. But James was less important than the breach. Or was it? Flint felt a conflict of desires. While he felt no great love for the man, he was an ally. And how much of a difference could he make in the melee of hundreds? Even with his dragonskin, he would not shift the outcome significantly. But he had a chance to save James. He was as fast as the being, perhaps even faster.
Flint let his eyes shoot across the plaza. Dan was out, he wouldn't help. Haldin could be a big aid, but carrying him along would force the Breton to slow down far too much. He would have to go in alone.
,,And get killed. I'm too stupid for my own good."
,,Haldin, check after Dan. I'm going to collect this James fellow." He spoke as he shot off into the air.
Flogir
"Keep your defense up lads!" Flogir shouted encouragement to the pikemen as the phalanx they had created attempted to stay together as a slew of enemies crashed against it. Shortly behind them, archers kept up a steady stream of fire. A mound of dead goblins and bandits began to form at the entrance of the breach.
"So far, so good," Flogir said to himself quietly.
Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the alien creature Flint and them were fighting fled the battle. Unfortunately it appeared that it took one of the wounded with it and now Flint appeared to be chasing after it.
"Well that's one problem taken care of for now..." Flogir said quietly once again. The fact that Flint had left though left him worried about his comrade. That foe is way too dangerous for one person to take on.
"I hope you know what you're doing Flint," he muttered before returning his attention to the breach.
He pointed at a messenger lad. "You there! Get back to the walls and giver joint commander Altair a status report. Ask for one as well and then return back to me," he said quickly before the younger nodded eagerly and ran off.
"Keep your defense up lads!" Flogir shouted encouragement to the pikemen as the phalanx they had created attempted to stay together as a slew of enemies crashed against it. Shortly behind them, archers kept up a steady stream of fire. A mound of dead goblins and bandits began to form at the entrance of the breach.
"So far, so good," Flogir said to himself quietly.
Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the alien creature Flint and them were fighting fled the battle. Unfortunately it appeared that it took one of the wounded with it and now Flint appeared to be chasing after it.
"Well that's one problem taken care of for now..." Flogir said quietly once again. The fact that Flint had left though left him worried about his comrade. That foe is way too dangerous for one person to take on.
"I hope you know what you're doing Flint," he muttered before returning his attention to the breach.
He pointed at a messenger lad. "You there! Get back to the walls and giver joint commander Altair a status report. Ask for one as well and then return back to me," he said quickly before the younger nodded eagerly and ran off.
Plys'Iea
To his relief, the numbing sensation deminished after a short distance of sprinting. Too small of a dose, the alien concluded, dodging down an alley. He could feel the one Breton pursuing, I can deal with the others afterwards.
Spinning, he skidded to a halt and dropped the unconscious man on the ground.
OOC: If this story eventually will lead to anything at all besides a big fat fight Iīll gladly edit this post......until then....Iīm not making a single move, Iīll just wait and see.... 
Edit: So Satyana and Issac are holding on to Telinaīs dead body...She sees Haldin who she knows very well..and he is heading towards them
Edit: So Satyana and Issac are holding on to Telinaīs dead body...She sees Haldin who she knows very well..and he is heading towards them
Flint Ironwood.
Flint landed on a rooftop from which he surveyed his quarry. The big Argonian or whatever it was had dropped James on the ground and now simply stood there....waiting. The Breton pondered over his dilemma. On his own, even with his Dragonskin, he was simply no match for it. But he had to get James back, somehow.
,,I need a distraction." He thought.
He got an idea and moved till he was sure he was out of the creature's sight. He then waved at the Trebuchet crew and signaled with broad sweeping hand gestures where he wanted them to drop a rock. At first the Brumans seemed confused with the idea of targetting a friendly part of the city but they gave in. Flint watched how they angled the Trebuchet so that it's payload would strike only metres from the big creature. He then cast his invisibility spell and prepared to move as soon as he could hear the swoosh of rock overhead. With some luck, the warrior would be distracted so he could drop in, snatch James and leap away.
Flint landed on a rooftop from which he surveyed his quarry. The big Argonian or whatever it was had dropped James on the ground and now simply stood there....waiting. The Breton pondered over his dilemma. On his own, even with his Dragonskin, he was simply no match for it. But he had to get James back, somehow.
,,I need a distraction." He thought.
He got an idea and moved till he was sure he was out of the creature's sight. He then waved at the Trebuchet crew and signaled with broad sweeping hand gestures where he wanted them to drop a rock. At first the Brumans seemed confused with the idea of targetting a friendly part of the city but they gave in. Flint watched how they angled the Trebuchet so that it's payload would strike only metres from the big creature. He then cast his invisibility spell and prepared to move as soon as he could hear the swoosh of rock overhead. With some luck, the warrior would be distracted so he could drop in, snatch James and leap away.
James.
James woke up groggily, feeling the pain in his ribs he remembered what had happened. With great effort he managed to get up and to to gulp down an invisibility potion.
Haldin
Haldin let out a harsh breath, as the things he had performed the last minutes made thir presence know in his system. Hefting his hammer in a firm grip he looked around at the battleweary tired soldiers around him.
"Alright my friends, we need to build a sort of barricade here, I want everyone with a strong arm to carry over anything that can be used, logs large rocks, barrels, anything you can think of, swiftly we haven't much time", he said.
Looking around he saw a tearstained Satyana along with a young Altmer he didn't know, and between them they were carrying...'it can't be...m-mother I she can't be dead', Haldin felt his throat constrict, and tears started to flow down his cheeks.
He walked over to them, looked down at his mothers face. It still looked surprised, almost laughing as she couldn't believe she had been beaten. Haldin let out a dry sob, before turning his tearstained eyes to Satyana. "Who...who did this, who killed my mother"? he asked painfully, halfy afraid of the answer.
OOC:Edited my post.
James woke up groggily, feeling the pain in his ribs he remembered what had happened. With great effort he managed to get up and to to gulp down an invisibility potion.
Haldin
Haldin let out a harsh breath, as the things he had performed the last minutes made thir presence know in his system. Hefting his hammer in a firm grip he looked around at the battleweary tired soldiers around him.
"Alright my friends, we need to build a sort of barricade here, I want everyone with a strong arm to carry over anything that can be used, logs large rocks, barrels, anything you can think of, swiftly we haven't much time", he said.
Looking around he saw a tearstained Satyana along with a young Altmer he didn't know, and between them they were carrying...'it can't be...m-mother I she can't be dead', Haldin felt his throat constrict, and tears started to flow down his cheeks.
He walked over to them, looked down at his mothers face. It still looked surprised, almost laughing as she couldn't believe she had been beaten. Haldin let out a dry sob, before turning his tearstained eyes to Satyana. "Who...who did this, who killed my mother"? he asked painfully, halfy afraid of the answer.
OOC:Edited my post.
OOC: Tellie, I seriously doubt that the Plys'Iea would simply stand and watch as James downs an invisibility potions and limps away. On top of that, Flint is still some distance away, on top of a roof. And finally, the Plys'Iea has these spines on its back that catch vibrations in the air. So, maybe we should ask Revan what to do before playing it out?
Green-Root.
Vasha gazed at the shadowy faces around her. Behind her, her own group stood in a broad line. Green-Root leaned against the wall in a corner. Vasha closed her eyes for a moment before addressing her public.
,,Kinsman, we have all seen the battle unfold. It is clear that as things are now, this force we call the Silhouette shall win. If it wins, Tamriel shall be ruined. This is the point of no return." She took a deep breath.
,,I propose for us to take up our 'former trade' just for this once. To strike deep in the heart of the Empire's foes. To take out key members of the invaders, including their supreme leader. I will wait till a messenger has brought our Sensei before we shall resume this meeting."
Green-Root.
Vasha gazed at the shadowy faces around her. Behind her, her own group stood in a broad line. Green-Root leaned against the wall in a corner. Vasha closed her eyes for a moment before addressing her public.
,,Kinsman, we have all seen the battle unfold. It is clear that as things are now, this force we call the Silhouette shall win. If it wins, Tamriel shall be ruined. This is the point of no return." She took a deep breath.
,,I propose for us to take up our 'former trade' just for this once. To strike deep in the heart of the Empire's foes. To take out key members of the invaders, including their supreme leader. I will wait till a messenger has brought our Sensei before we shall resume this meeting."
OCC: I'll let Minque reply to Haldin, and the Narza'Tai are the converted renmants of the fallen D. Brotherhood by the way. Just wanted to bring it up since the Delvannis have such a dislike for them.
Plys'Iea
He perked up as the trebuchet began to swing, his spines flared out, completely still. As the large projectile arced above, he also felt the captive he'd taken get up and limp to another unseen being. The alien shrieked and dove through broken window to take cover from the debris.
He neither cursed the trebuchet, nor the people he was fighting, but the shrapnel and motion that made him temporarily unable to sense their movements were the subject of his ire. The time of stalking has come to an end, now to take the kill.....
The Narza'Tai, with Karn is nearby
Suddenly, three goblins rushing towards the breach were carved to pieces by unseen blades. Then a bandit fell lifelessly to the ground, his jugular pouring his life-blood. Another lurched forward, a crossbow bolt sticking partially out of his throat.
"The first blood," all of the assassins muttered together. As their victims finished collapsing, six cloaked Narza'Tai 'dervishes' allowed for their enemy to see what had killed their fellows. Their masks were the color of the blood they'd spilled onto their weapons.
Arrows flew from the walls and from vantage points on the ruined structures around the plaza. Two dervishes dropped down from a nearby balcony to land on either side of the Dunmer witch known as Salina Delvanni.....
Plys'Iea
He perked up as the trebuchet began to swing, his spines flared out, completely still. As the large projectile arced above, he also felt the captive he'd taken get up and limp to another unseen being. The alien shrieked and dove through broken window to take cover from the debris.
He neither cursed the trebuchet, nor the people he was fighting, but the shrapnel and motion that made him temporarily unable to sense their movements were the subject of his ire. The time of stalking has come to an end, now to take the kill.....
The Narza'Tai, with Karn is nearby
Suddenly, three goblins rushing towards the breach were carved to pieces by unseen blades. Then a bandit fell lifelessly to the ground, his jugular pouring his life-blood. Another lurched forward, a crossbow bolt sticking partially out of his throat.
"The first blood," all of the assassins muttered together. As their victims finished collapsing, six cloaked Narza'Tai 'dervishes' allowed for their enemy to see what had killed their fellows. Their masks were the color of the blood they'd spilled onto their weapons.
Arrows flew from the walls and from vantage points on the ruined structures around the plaza. Two dervishes dropped down from a nearby balcony to land on either side of the Dunmer witch known as Salina Delvanni.....
OOC: Ah, the Trebuchet. Forgot about that one. Alright, here we go.
Flint Ironwood.
As the stone projectile arced overhead, Flint saw the Plys'Iea stiffen and leap away. He also lost track of James as the man went invisible. But he was too injured. He couldn't have gone far.
,,Now, while I have the chance."
The Breton leapt down and cast a detection spell. He then ran for the sparkling cloud and hauled James off the ground. Without wasting time explaining, the old man wrapped his arms tight around his load, ignoring whatever pain he was causing to those battered ribs.
,,Hold on, we're going to pierce the clouds!" He warned as he pushed off from the ground with all the strenght he could muster.
OOC: Off to bed.
Flint Ironwood.
As the stone projectile arced overhead, Flint saw the Plys'Iea stiffen and leap away. He also lost track of James as the man went invisible. But he was too injured. He couldn't have gone far.
,,Now, while I have the chance."
The Breton leapt down and cast a detection spell. He then ran for the sparkling cloud and hauled James off the ground. Without wasting time explaining, the old man wrapped his arms tight around his load, ignoring whatever pain he was causing to those battered ribs.
,,Hold on, we're going to pierce the clouds!" He warned as he pushed off from the ground with all the strenght he could muster.
OOC: Off to bed.
QUOTE(Tellie @ Oct 2 2007, 10:36 PM)
Haldin
Haldin let out a harsh breath, as the things he had performed the last minutes made thir presence know in his system. Hefting his hammer in a firm grip he looked around at the battleweary tired soldiers around him.
"Alright my friends, we need to build a sort of barricade here, I want everyone with a strong arm to carry over anything that can be used, logs large rocks, barrels, anything you can think of, swiftly we haven't much time", he said.
Looking around he saw a tearstained Satyana along with a young Altmer he didn't know, and between them they were carrying...'it can't be...m-mother I she can't be dead', Haldin felt his throat constrict, and tears started to flow down his cheeks.
He walked over to them, looked down at his mothers face. It still looked surprised, almost laughing as she couldn't believe she had been beaten. Haldin let out a dry sob, before turning his tearstained eyes to Satyana. "Who...who did this, who killed my mother"? he asked painfully, halfy afraid of the answer.
OOC:Edited my post.
Satyana
Satyana looked at Haldin with an utmost sad gaze, and she nodded slowly at his outburst
"Oh Hal! She got her! That cursed witch really got her! I..I donīt know if Serene maybe can do something if we can reach her....Oh Haldin Iīm so sorry.."
OOC: I presume Hal understands that Salina killed her....from what Satyana said.....And I wonder is Telina really quite dead?
Amrita
Amrita approached her sister and Haldin, a stony look on her face. She cleared her throat.
"I know we haven't been on the best of terms sister but I thought I would let you know that if anyone knows how to beat Salina it would be me. That's because I've lived with her and know basically everything she has up her sleeve. Unfortunately for her, she doesn't know the same about me."
Amrita approached her sister and Haldin, a stony look on her face. She cleared her throat.
"I know we haven't been on the best of terms sister but I thought I would let you know that if anyone knows how to beat Salina it would be me. That's because I've lived with her and know basically everything she has up her sleeve. Unfortunately for her, she doesn't know the same about me."
QUOTE
Satyana
Satyana looked at Haldin with an utmost sad gaze, and she nodded slowly at his outburst
"Oh Hal! She got her! That cursed witch really got her! I..I donīt know if Serene maybe can do something if we can reach her....Oh Haldin Iīm so sorry.."
OOC: I presume Hal understands that Salina killed her....from what Satyana said.....And I wonder is Telina really quite dead?
Amrita
Amrita approached her sister and Haldin, a stony look on her face. She cleared her throat.
"I know we haven't been on the best of terms sister but I thought I would let you know that if anyone knows how to beat Salina it would be me. That's because I've lived with her and know basically everything she has up her sleeve. Unfortunately for her, she doesn't know the same about me".
Satyana looked at Haldin with an utmost sad gaze, and she nodded slowly at his outburst
"Oh Hal! She got her! That cursed witch really got her! I..I donīt know if Serene maybe can do something if we can reach her....Oh Haldin Iīm so sorry.."
OOC: I presume Hal understands that Salina killed her....from what Satyana said.....And I wonder is Telina really quite dead?
Amrita
Amrita approached her sister and Haldin, a stony look on her face. She cleared her throat.
"I know we haven't been on the best of terms sister but I thought I would let you know that if anyone knows how to beat Salina it would be me. That's because I've lived with her and know basically everything she has up her sleeve. Unfortunately for her, she doesn't know the same about me".
Haldin
Haldin let out a string of curses not even caring about the fact that he stood before a girl he considered something between a sister and a niece. "Why I ought to...when I get my hands on that filthy traitor...bloody rip her to shreds...", he contiinued grumbling for himself before a smile lit up his face, he gave a short snigger before smirking to Satyana.
"Remember my mother was always liked quite much by Azura...oh I cant wait to see what Azura does to my treacherous aunt, she wont do anything harmful, but a sereies of unfortunate event coupled by the most rotten luck in the world, is probably one of the thigns thats gonna happen...not to mention every Winged Twilight in the world is gonna attack her on sight now", he continued laughing to himself at the tought what his aunt would do now that the Delvann (un)fortunate family luck would probably be boosted to even worse levels.
Turning serious again he looked at Amrita, "you know, I think you may be able to help, I know my mother almost as good as I know my own pockets, and she trained thjat...wench herself, so coupled with our knowledge I think we can give my aunt a one way ticket to the afterlife", he finished grimly, looking down at his mothers face again he felt another flow of tears come, "We should bury her, or take her away from this battle anyways!", he said softly, bowing down to give a kiss at his mothers forehead goodbye mother, he whispered.
OOC:Now now minky that would be telling wouldn't it? but rest assured Telina isn't entirely out of the story just yet...'wink wink'
Dan
As Dan stood, tired, near the breach he could see the Dunmer which had helped him in the fight with the alien go to the dead Dunmer wizard which Dan had met before the breach was made. It seemed she was someone very close to him by the way he cursed and sobbed at the same time. Dan was now alone again, as he ever was. Flint had gone to save James, which had been kidnapped by the odd beast in an attempt to escape from the fight.
Since Dan had nothing else to do except wait for the next time to prove his mettle, he went to the body of the Dunmer wizard.
"Was she someone close to you?" Dan asked the Dunmer warrior which had helped them. He was curious to learn the name of the Dunmer wizard as well, since he had never asked her himself.
Learning her name is the least I could do.
As Dan stood, tired, near the breach he could see the Dunmer which had helped him in the fight with the alien go to the dead Dunmer wizard which Dan had met before the breach was made. It seemed she was someone very close to him by the way he cursed and sobbed at the same time. Dan was now alone again, as he ever was. Flint had gone to save James, which had been kidnapped by the odd beast in an attempt to escape from the fight.
Since Dan had nothing else to do except wait for the next time to prove his mettle, he went to the body of the Dunmer wizard.
"Was she someone close to you?" Dan asked the Dunmer warrior which had helped them. He was curious to learn the name of the Dunmer wizard as well, since he had never asked her himself.
Learning her name is the least I could do.
QUOTE(Agent Griff @ Oct 3 2007, 12:04 PM)
Dan
As Dan stood, tired, near the breach he could see the Dunmer which had helped him in the fight with the alien go to the dead Dunmer wizard which Dan had met before the breach was made. It seemed she was someone very close to him by the way he cursed and sobbed at the same time. Dan was now alone again, as he ever was. Flint had gone to save James, which had been kidnapped by the odd beast in an attempt to escape from the fight.
Since Dan had nothing else to do except wait for the next time to prove his mettle, he went to the body of the Dunmer wizard.
"Was she someone close to you?" Dan asked the Dunmer warrior which had helped them. He was curious to learn the name of the Dunmer wizard as well, since he had never asked her himself.
Learning her name is the least I could do.
Haldin
Haldin looked at the Nord who had arrived, instead of questioning the intrusion made in his mind by telepathy he smiled at him. "She was my mother, Telina Delvanni, and my name is Haldin Delvanni, Warrior Priest", he said, extending his hand in the western fashion.
'You are a good man', he said telepathically to Dan, "What's your name master Nord"?
OCC: What about Salina and the Narza'Tai?
Issac
"If you want to bury her, then that's fine, but perhaps cremation would be just as well?" He said for the first time entering the conversation. Looks like I'm not the only one to lose a mother to this war...... "Regardless, we should stop standing here right next to the breach."
Dan
Hm, it seems it's a family trait not to be offended by telepathy. I like such traits.
"My name is Dan, though some have called me Blade-Mouth in times past, for reasons which are obvious." Dan said with a frown of sorrow. "You fought well Haldin son of Telina, much as I would have if I were younger and my limbs would be strong as they once were. Your mother fought well too, on her part at least."
He then turned his look to the Altmer which had intervened in the conversation. Dan smiled.
"Agreed, master Elf. My blade still has a lust to sing. The day is not over yet so it's time may come. Let us go. Lead the way!"
Hm, it seems it's a family trait not to be offended by telepathy. I like such traits.
"My name is Dan, though some have called me Blade-Mouth in times past, for reasons which are obvious." Dan said with a frown of sorrow. "You fought well Haldin son of Telina, much as I would have if I were younger and my limbs would be strong as they once were. Your mother fought well too, on her part at least."
He then turned his look to the Altmer which had intervened in the conversation. Dan smiled.
"Agreed, master Elf. My blade still has a lust to sing. The day is not over yet so it's time may come. Let us go. Lead the way!"
QUOTE(The Metal Mallet @ Oct 3 2007, 08:48 AM)
Amrita
Amrita approached her sister and Haldin, a stony look on her face. She cleared her throat.
"I know we haven't been on the best of terms sister but I thought I would let you know that if anyone knows how to beat Salina it would be me. That's because I've lived with her and know basically everything she has up her sleeve. Unfortunately for her, she doesn't know the same about me."
Satyana
Satyana looked sadly at Amrita, sighed and said:
"Alright sister, I get the message, let's plan how we should get to Salina, but we have to get out of here, and try to protect the body."
Serene! help me, what shall we do!"
Satyana focussed...trying to reach her grandmother through telepathy. Then she turned to Issac and Haldin;
"Help me carry her out of here and we'll have to find a spot to stash the body"
James and Flint.
James cringed when they flew up. The sudden acceleration and change of direction made him dizzy. When they finally met solid ground again, Flint let go, and James dropped to his knees. He tried to maintain as much dignity as he could but in his current condition, he failed miserably.
,,Well, took you bloody long enough, old geezer. If you had been any slower, I would have walked out myself." He boasted.
Flint shook his head at that.
,,Yeah, right. I bet you would have. And just after you had struggled to your feet, that thing would have whacked you ten metres into the ground." He replied and then waved over a healer.
,,I suggest you take some rest." He said and walked away to a quiet location where he could fix his armour.
,,Is it just me, or does my stuff always get wrecked five minutes after I patched it all up?"
James cringed when they flew up. The sudden acceleration and change of direction made him dizzy. When they finally met solid ground again, Flint let go, and James dropped to his knees. He tried to maintain as much dignity as he could but in his current condition, he failed miserably.
,,Well, took you bloody long enough, old geezer. If you had been any slower, I would have walked out myself." He boasted.
Flint shook his head at that.
,,Yeah, right. I bet you would have. And just after you had struggled to your feet, that thing would have whacked you ten metres into the ground." He replied and then waved over a healer.
,,I suggest you take some rest." He said and walked away to a quiet location where he could fix his armour.
,,Is it just me, or does my stuff always get wrecked five minutes after I patched it all up?"
OCC: Sorry, I been busy with Halo 3 and stuff. Issac hasn't let go of Telina.
Issac
"Alright, let's get moving then." He muttered, making sure he still had a good grip on Telina's corpse. The minor feather enchantment he'd placed on the body was still in affect, good.
Plys'Iea
The shrapnel had cleared, but a good deal of dust and small pieces of wood still hung in the air. While the second floor had collapsed on him, he'd been a position that his head had not been injured. Using all of his strength, the hunter pushed up and out of the rubble.
For the first time since it had arrived at Nirm, he was tired, breathless. Still, he continued, regaining his strength as he went, slowly, back to the enemy position.
Issac
"Alright, let's get moving then." He muttered, making sure he still had a good grip on Telina's corpse. The minor feather enchantment he'd placed on the body was still in affect, good.
Plys'Iea
The shrapnel had cleared, but a good deal of dust and small pieces of wood still hung in the air. While the second floor had collapsed on him, he'd been a position that his head had not been injured. Using all of his strength, the hunter pushed up and out of the rubble.
For the first time since it had arrived at Nirm, he was tired, breathless. Still, he continued, regaining his strength as he went, slowly, back to the enemy position.
Dan
Dan stood and looked around nervously. Things had calmed down after the dissapearance of the alien beast. The enemy seemed to fight more ferociously than they usually did while the beast was present, yet after it dissapeared their will faltered and they retreated. Dan however felt as if this was the calm before the storm. He held Balmung tightly, ready to unsheath it at the slightest sign of danger.
"Then you might want to hurry. No telling when that creature comes back. I'll stay here and guard your back, though I doubt that will do much good if that thing is to return and I am alone to face it." Dan said telepathically to all three. He then returned to pacing about and watching the breach, and all nearby rooftops for that matter.
Dan stood and looked around nervously. Things had calmed down after the dissapearance of the alien beast. The enemy seemed to fight more ferociously than they usually did while the beast was present, yet after it dissapeared their will faltered and they retreated. Dan however felt as if this was the calm before the storm. He held Balmung tightly, ready to unsheath it at the slightest sign of danger.
"Then you might want to hurry. No telling when that creature comes back. I'll stay here and guard your back, though I doubt that will do much good if that thing is to return and I am alone to face it." Dan said telepathically to all three. He then returned to pacing about and watching the breach, and all nearby rooftops for that matter.
OCC: I'll let Minque (controlling Haldin and Satyana) reply to Dann
Plys'Iea
The Heavans broke through the oppressive cloudcover in some places, but his culture didn't worship the idea of gods, only the concept of the Hunting Grove. His ebony-black and emerald plate armor shone dully in the light.
The goblins have retreated, it figures. But the huntrer was not bothered by the lack of support, These..... warriors are children and old dogs with weapons of war. They are no true threat. After picking up the movements of troops, he picked where he'd attack first based on the quantity of "men" he could slaughter before getting a response.
There was a staging area where several soldiers were gathered to get new orders from Flogir......
Plys'Iea
The Heavans broke through the oppressive cloudcover in some places, but his culture didn't worship the idea of gods, only the concept of the Hunting Grove. His ebony-black and emerald plate armor shone dully in the light.
The goblins have retreated, it figures. But the huntrer was not bothered by the lack of support, These..... warriors are children and old dogs with weapons of war. They are no true threat. After picking up the movements of troops, he picked where he'd attack first based on the quantity of "men" he could slaughter before getting a response.
There was a staging area where several soldiers were gathered to get new orders from Flogir......
Satyana
"Ok Dan....thatīs nice of you, you wonīt regret it I promise" Satyana gave Dan a faint smile. She was glad Issac still held on to Telina, he was much stronger than her and besides it would let her scan the surroundings for a safe spot....
"Dear sister" she turned to Amrita, "Maybe you can help out here, we need to get to a safe place if we should plan how to eradicate that witch"
Then finally she embraced Haldin, after all it was his mother who lay in Issacīs arms....lifeless.
Haldin
He held Satyana tight to his chest, the loss of his mother got to him more than he would have imagined, there was an empty hole in his chest...and the only thing that soothed him now was to hold Satyana tight.
"Tyana..please, get Serene to come here....sheīs the only one who can help me"
"Ok Dan....thatīs nice of you, you wonīt regret it I promise" Satyana gave Dan a faint smile. She was glad Issac still held on to Telina, he was much stronger than her and besides it would let her scan the surroundings for a safe spot....
"Dear sister" she turned to Amrita, "Maybe you can help out here, we need to get to a safe place if we should plan how to eradicate that witch"
Then finally she embraced Haldin, after all it was his mother who lay in Issacīs arms....lifeless.
Haldin
He held Satyana tight to his chest, the loss of his mother got to him more than he would have imagined, there was an empty hole in his chest...and the only thing that soothed him now was to hold Satyana tight.
"Tyana..please, get Serene to come here....sheīs the only one who can help me"
QUOTE(The Metal Mallet @ Sep 30 2007, 01:28 PM)
Flogir
"Keep your defense up lads!" Flogir shouted encouragement to the pikemen as the phalanx they had created attempted to stay together as a slew of enemies crashed against it. Shortly behind them, archers kept up a steady stream of fire. A mound of dead goblins and bandits began to form at the entrance of the breach.
"So far, so good," Flogir said to himself quietly.
Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the alien creature Flint and them were fighting fled the battle. Unfortunately it appeared that it took one of the wounded with it and now Flint appeared to be chasing after it.
"Well that's one problem taken care of for now..." Flogir said quietly once again. The fact that Flint had left though left him worried about his comrade. That foe is way too dangerous for one person to take on.
"I hope you know what you're doing Flint," he muttered before returning his attention to the breach.
He pointed at a messenger lad. "You there! Get back to the walls and giver joint commander Altair a status report. Ask for one as well and then return back to me," he said quickly before the younger nodded eagerly and ran off.
QUOTE(Lord Revan @ Oct 10 2007, 08:17 AM)
OCC: I'll let Minque (controlling Haldin and Satyana) reply to Dann
Plys'Iea
The Heavans broke through the oppressive cloudcover in some places, but his culture didn't worship the idea of gods, only the concept of the Hunting Grove. His ebony-black and emerald plate armor shone dully in the light.
The goblins have retreated, it figures. But the huntrer was not bothered by the lack of support, These..... warriors are children and old dogs with weapons of war. They are no true threat. After picking up the movements of troops, he picked where he'd attack first based on the quantity of "men" he could slaughter before getting a response.
There was a staging area where several soldiers were gathered to get new orders from Flogir......
Rann
Seeing that Flogir appointed someone else to his job, he decided to hang around while the slightly younger messenger ran off.
"The problem's back," he said flatly, as he noticed the strange monster's approach, "It's armor's thick though. I'll need something better than this scrap of metal," he said, casting a disappointed glance at his iron sword. His katana forged from ebony hadn't done any harm to the creature, and Rann wouldn't be surprised if he could break his new sword over his knee.
Altair
Altair was shouting loudly, but he couldn't tell if many of the men could even hear him. He had noticed many of the trebuchets at work, though, and that made him a bit more at ease.
"Sir!" a young messenger said, approaching Altair with a quick salute, "There was a breach over there, but we've done good so far at holding it. When I left though, Flogir and the others were in some danger..." he pointed in their direction, and Altair could make out the form of the monster nearing Flogir, Rann, and a few soldiers.
Altair wanted badly to be over there to battle the monster himself, but he didn't think it prudent to leave his post without leadership.
Amrita, he called out telepathically, Stop what you're doing. Find your brother and help him; I think he may be in a bit more trouble than he can deal with. you wanted to save his life once, right?
"Alright, I won't send you back over there," he said to the messenger, "Grab a bow and quiver and start shooting," he pushed the boy towards the wall and went back to surveying the battle.
Flogir
Flogir turned to Rann as he made his comment. He then scanned the area and noticed that the strange creature was indeed returning once again. Flogir cursed and began to warn his troops of the approaching threat.
"Well Rann, our stores aren't that bountiful at the moment. Perhaps if you ask Voltar over there, he might be able to provide an enchantment of some sorts upon your blade. That could potentially make your weapon more durable hopefully," he suggested to Rann and pointed out that the Altmer was nearby before turning to his archers, "I wanna see a volley sent at that beast!"
Amrita
Amrita was about to utilize her powers to escort Satyana and company to a safer location when Veric's message sounded in her head. She quickly scanned the area and noticed, that Rann was indeed in a tough situation. She turned to her sister, a worried expression on her face.
"Rann appears to be in trouble, sister! He'll need my assistance to take care of that beast, so I can only tell you how to get to safety," she said in a hurried manner before giving them instructions on how to get to near Altair's location behind the walls.
"As long as Altair holds the walls, being behind them will be safe for you and the others. I will meet with you there after I help our brother," she said before heading that way. If any of the others wanted to join her, they would have to catch up.
Flogir turned to Rann as he made his comment. He then scanned the area and noticed that the strange creature was indeed returning once again. Flogir cursed and began to warn his troops of the approaching threat.
"Well Rann, our stores aren't that bountiful at the moment. Perhaps if you ask Voltar over there, he might be able to provide an enchantment of some sorts upon your blade. That could potentially make your weapon more durable hopefully," he suggested to Rann and pointed out that the Altmer was nearby before turning to his archers, "I wanna see a volley sent at that beast!"
Amrita
Amrita was about to utilize her powers to escort Satyana and company to a safer location when Veric's message sounded in her head. She quickly scanned the area and noticed, that Rann was indeed in a tough situation. She turned to her sister, a worried expression on her face.
"Rann appears to be in trouble, sister! He'll need my assistance to take care of that beast, so I can only tell you how to get to safety," she said in a hurried manner before giving them instructions on how to get to near Altair's location behind the walls.
"As long as Altair holds the walls, being behind them will be safe for you and the others. I will meet with you there after I help our brother," she said before heading that way. If any of the others wanted to join her, they would have to catch up.
Plys'Iea
He snarled at a small knot of troops, who responded by hiding behind their raised shields. The hunter towered above the crouching soldiers, but as he began to swing at the stationary targets, he felt the archers as they nocked their arrows.
Rather than wheel around and present his only unarmored spot, the Plys'Iea remained inert, the arrows struck his armor, but were deflected harmlessly. Due to his great hieght, even if the soldiers did attempt to slay him, their swords no more peirce his plate armor than reach his head.
The archers are the only threat, however marginal. His right hand slipped its grip down, almsot all the way to the flail, giving him the most reach he could. As the archers nocked their next volley, the alien leapt back, toward them.
From this angle, the archers were usless, their arrows didn't have the force to penetrate the alien armor. They held their fire and then scattered as the giant alien drew close enough to strike with his staff. For the briefest time, I was prey, but their chance has gone....
Rann
Upon seeing the archers scatter at the coming of the alien, Rann looked to Flogir, determination in his eyes.
"You go; we can't afford to lose you. I'll try to keep him from pursuing," he said, seriously questioning his own sanity at the same time.
He glanced over at the thing to see it steadily growing nearer. It was a score or more yards away, but his way was completely clear as the archers seemed to lose heart. He took a deep breath and walked to meet him.
He thought about absorbing some magicka from the area around him, but he wasn't skilled enough in the use of his own ability to pick and choose who or what he stole the power from. The last thing he wanted was to sap some poor defender on the wall of his defenses.
Just keep him from catching up to Flogir. he reminded himself. The object wasn't to kill it, though if the opportunity arose, it would be a miraculous development in the battle.
Upon seeing the archers scatter at the coming of the alien, Rann looked to Flogir, determination in his eyes.
"You go; we can't afford to lose you. I'll try to keep him from pursuing," he said, seriously questioning his own sanity at the same time.
He glanced over at the thing to see it steadily growing nearer. It was a score or more yards away, but his way was completely clear as the archers seemed to lose heart. He took a deep breath and walked to meet him.
He thought about absorbing some magicka from the area around him, but he wasn't skilled enough in the use of his own ability to pick and choose who or what he stole the power from. The last thing he wanted was to sap some poor defender on the wall of his defenses.
Just keep him from catching up to Flogir. he reminded himself. The object wasn't to kill it, though if the opportunity arose, it would be a miraculous development in the battle.
Flogir
Flogir cursed as the archers scattered after their failed attack. Rann then offered to slow down the creature single handedly. Flogir gritted his teeth in frustration; he did not want to leave his friend. The situation though demanded for him to allow Rann his wish.
"Good luck, Rann," Flogir said before he left. He decided he'd meet up with Altair since his messenger had yet to return.
Amrita
Amrita still hadn't reached Rann yet. From her vantage point, she could see that Rann intended to face off against the creature single handedly.
"You just had to make this difficult for me didn't you, Rann?" Amrita muttered darkly as she withdrew her two crossbows. She was also prepared to release a shadow shard should the situation grow desperate.
Flogir cursed as the archers scattered after their failed attack. Rann then offered to slow down the creature single handedly. Flogir gritted his teeth in frustration; he did not want to leave his friend. The situation though demanded for him to allow Rann his wish.
"Good luck, Rann," Flogir said before he left. He decided he'd meet up with Altair since his messenger had yet to return.
Amrita
Amrita still hadn't reached Rann yet. From her vantage point, she could see that Rann intended to face off against the creature single handedly.
"You just had to make this difficult for me didn't you, Rann?" Amrita muttered darkly as she withdrew her two crossbows. She was also prepared to release a shadow shard should the situation grow desperate.
OCC: The staff can miss by a bit and imbed itself in the ground, or it could clip Flogir and injure him a bit. Up to you Mallet.
Plys'Iea
The alien heard the words spoken, and understood their meaning. Clearly, this man is valuable to their forces.... He turned to look upon Rann and the retreating Flogir. Suddenly, the warrior raised his staff over his shoulder and threw it.
The balanced weapon spun through the air like the a wagon wheel, arcing toward the Nord Co-Commander.
Plys'Iea
The alien heard the words spoken, and understood their meaning. Clearly, this man is valuable to their forces.... He turned to look upon Rann and the retreating Flogir. Suddenly, the warrior raised his staff over his shoulder and threw it.
The balanced weapon spun through the air like the a wagon wheel, arcing toward the Nord Co-Commander.
OOC: I might just take Mannimarco. I'll have to reread though on what is going on and what the planned outcome is. Frankly, the Necromancer plot doesn't touch my characters so I didn't pay that much attention to it.
Flint Ironwood, sitting at some quiet spot.
Flint scowled as he peeled back the top layer of his armour.
,,Ayayay. Cracked pretty bad I see. Well crap it, does anyone have any idea how much work it is to fix this kind of damage? Maybe I should downgrade to steel chain, it's easier to reforge. Ah, quality versus ease of fixing. Nah, I think I'm going to stick with glass." He disconnected the glass plates and after some debate, he removed all the other plates as well. Since he was going to fix glass anyway, he might as well handle the general wear and tear while he was at it.
Flint Ironwood, sitting at some quiet spot.
Flint scowled as he peeled back the top layer of his armour.
,,Ayayay. Cracked pretty bad I see. Well crap it, does anyone have any idea how much work it is to fix this kind of damage? Maybe I should downgrade to steel chain, it's easier to reforge. Ah, quality versus ease of fixing. Nah, I think I'm going to stick with glass." He disconnected the glass plates and after some debate, he removed all the other plates as well. Since he was going to fix glass anyway, he might as well handle the general wear and tear while he was at it.
QUOTE(Lord Revan @ Oct 12 2007, 07:52 AM)
OCC: The staff can miss by a bit and imbed itself in the ground, or it could clip Flogir and injure him a bit. Up to you Mallet.
Plys'Iea
The alien heard the words spoken, and understood their meaning. Clearly, this man is valuable to their forces.... He turned to look upon Rann and the retreating Flogir. Suddenly, the warrior raised his staff over his shoulder and threw it.
The balanced weapon spun through the air like the a wagon wheel, arcing toward the Nord Co-Commander.
Rann
Rann didn't spot the staff until too late; it had already whizzed by his head at an incredible speed. If he had reacted a bit more quickly, he would have tried to get in its way, but that idea was now impossible.
"Flogir!" he shouted loudly, as he spun around to look at their leader. Unfortunately, that movement left his back to the Plys'Iea.
Flogir
Flogir turned just in time to see the hurled object. Flogir jumped to the side to avoid the object but he wasn't quick enough. The blunt edge of the object smacked against one of his legs and sent the Co-Commander scuttling across the cobblestones.
The blow didn't knock him unconcious but Flogir groaned and gritted his teeth. His leg was broken. Still, knowing that he needed to get away, Flogir began to crawl away.
This is not good...
Flogir turned just in time to see the hurled object. Flogir jumped to the side to avoid the object but he wasn't quick enough. The blunt edge of the object smacked against one of his legs and sent the Co-Commander scuttling across the cobblestones.
The blow didn't knock him unconcious but Flogir groaned and gritted his teeth. His leg was broken. Still, knowing that he needed to get away, Flogir began to crawl away.
This is not good...
OOC: I'll take Mannimarco for now. I still have to pick up on the current situation though. Where are Ian/Cerpin/Karn? And another question though I'll be looking for it myself. Is it the intention for Mannimarco to be beaten?
Mannimarco.
The King of Worms stood in the mausoleum of a temple. All around him, there were graves. Graves of heroes. He cast a wicked smile at the cold walls. The bodies here would do well. He would turn them into something better than a zombie or skeleton. He would make them into Liches, bound to his will.
,,Rise, my faithful servants. I have need of you. Heed your master's call." He chanted.
To his left, one grave's cover cracked. A skeletal hand burst through, still covered by a silver gauntlet. Mannimarco looked at the sight and admit to himself that this was better than expected. Not only would he raise heroes with all the skill they posessed in life, he would raise them with their full equipment.
,,Yes, come. Be reborn in the shadow of death."
OOC: Hero Lich or not, I bet that half a dozen of these won't last long beyond five minutes if the Ian/Karn combo gets serious.
Mannimarco.
The King of Worms stood in the mausoleum of a temple. All around him, there were graves. Graves of heroes. He cast a wicked smile at the cold walls. The bodies here would do well. He would turn them into something better than a zombie or skeleton. He would make them into Liches, bound to his will.
,,Rise, my faithful servants. I have need of you. Heed your master's call." He chanted.
To his left, one grave's cover cracked. A skeletal hand burst through, still covered by a silver gauntlet. Mannimarco looked at the sight and admit to himself that this was better than expected. Not only would he raise heroes with all the skill they posessed in life, he would raise them with their full equipment.
,,Yes, come. Be reborn in the shadow of death."
OOC: Hero Lich or not, I bet that half a dozen of these won't last long beyond five minutes if the Ian/Karn combo gets serious.
OCC: Cerpin and Ian are both leading the party of Narza'Tai assassins into the Temple District, Karn is.... somewhere. He's presently hidden and watching the fighting at the breach, the Narza'Tai will take part in carving through the Silhoutte's minions soon enough.
We were thinking of Mannimarco being vanquished (once and for all) at the final encounter between Silhoutte, Tamrielic, and Undead (before there's a year long interlude of Veric's rule).
Ian, outskirts of the Temple District
While the temple was an arrowshot from the gates, getting all the way to the structure on foot was not so simple. The cobblestones didn't seem too stable, as if the ground beneath them had been disturbed. Leeched of life is more like it, Ian thought.
The vampire could smell the heavy scent of death and decay in the air. "Some much for sanctuary; this place has been overtaken just as easily and fully as any other the Necromancer's could have attacked." He muttered.
The group leader of the Narza'Tai replied, her normally gentle voice had a dark tone to it. "Death and Justice will have their vengeance, for we shall strike down those who have profaned both...." Ian remained silent, his blood-colored eyes scanning the grounds around the temple from their vantage point on top of a partially collapsed building.
Plys'Iea
Seizing the chance when Rann presented his back to him, the alien lunged forward, his eleven-inch-long neck drawn back, his jaws open wide, ready to sink his fangs into the Dunmer's shoulder.
We were thinking of Mannimarco being vanquished (once and for all) at the final encounter between Silhoutte, Tamrielic, and Undead (before there's a year long interlude of Veric's rule).
Ian, outskirts of the Temple District
While the temple was an arrowshot from the gates, getting all the way to the structure on foot was not so simple. The cobblestones didn't seem too stable, as if the ground beneath them had been disturbed. Leeched of life is more like it, Ian thought.
The vampire could smell the heavy scent of death and decay in the air. "Some much for sanctuary; this place has been overtaken just as easily and fully as any other the Necromancer's could have attacked." He muttered.
The group leader of the Narza'Tai replied, her normally gentle voice had a dark tone to it. "Death and Justice will have their vengeance, for we shall strike down those who have profaned both...." Ian remained silent, his blood-colored eyes scanning the grounds around the temple from their vantage point on top of a partially collapsed building.
Plys'Iea
Seizing the chance when Rann presented his back to him, the alien lunged forward, his eleven-inch-long neck drawn back, his jaws open wide, ready to sink his fangs into the Dunmer's shoulder.
Mannimarco, temple district.
Mannimarco was surrounded by seven other liches. Claymores, axes, polearms and even a warhammer or two shone dully in the torchlight.
,,You will be my personal guard. The mortals are focussed on defending their precious wall at a breach. Now is the time for us to strike where they aren't expecting it." He spoke and moved towards the door.
,,If I can take over the bodies of the wounded, I'll be able to put out an army of more fearsome zombies than they've seen up to this point."
Coming out of the temple, the necromancer shielded his eyes against the sun for a moment.
OOC: I have no idea what time it is honestly, but anyway, he's outside now, with his bodyguards.
Mannimarco was surrounded by seven other liches. Claymores, axes, polearms and even a warhammer or two shone dully in the torchlight.
,,You will be my personal guard. The mortals are focussed on defending their precious wall at a breach. Now is the time for us to strike where they aren't expecting it." He spoke and moved towards the door.
,,If I can take over the bodies of the wounded, I'll be able to put out an army of more fearsome zombies than they've seen up to this point."
Coming out of the temple, the necromancer shielded his eyes against the sun for a moment.
OOC: I have no idea what time it is honestly, but anyway, he's outside now, with his bodyguards.
QUOTE(Lord Revan @ Oct 12 2007, 05:36 PM)
OCC: Cerpin and Ian are both leading the party of Narza'Tai assassins into the Temple District, Karn is.... somewhere. He's presently hidden and watching the fighting at the breach, the Narza'Tai will take part in carving through the Silhoutte's minions soon enough.
We were thinking of Mannimarco being vanquished (once and for all) at the final encounter between Silhoutte, Tamrielic, and Undead (before there's a year long interlude of Veric's rule).
Ian, outskirts of the Temple District
While the temple was an arrowshot from the gates, getting all the way to the structure on foot was not so simple. The cobblestones didn't seem too stable, as if the ground beneath them had been disturbed. Leeched of life is more like it, Ian thought.
The vampire could smell the heavy scent of death and decay in the air. "Some much for sanctuary; this place has been overtaken just as easily and fully as any other the Necromancer's could have attacked." He muttered.
The group leader of the Narza'Tai replied, her normally gentle voice had a dark tone to it. "Death and Justice will have their vengeance, for we shall strike down those who have profaned both...." Ian remained silent, his blood-colored eyes scanning the grounds around the temple from their vantage point on top of a partially collapsed building.
Plys'Iea
Seizing the chance when Rann presented his back to him, the alien lunged forward, his eleven-inch-long neck drawn back, his jaws open wide, ready to sink his fangs into the Dunmer's shoulder.
Rann
Rann instinctively turned around quickly, but not quick enough to avoid the alien's razor-sharp fangs from slicing the top of his shoulder. Rann was just glad that they weren't embedded in his bone.
The Plys'Iea's lunge put him a few feet away, and Rann began to circle the monstrosity, his shoddy sword in hand. He could feel the blood trickling down his arm from his shoulder, and though he knew that the wound wasn't serious, it still hurt enough to affect his movements. He avoided looking in Flogir's direction, since Rann felt that it would remind the alien of their leader's presence. He could only pray that the nord was standing up to escape, not still sprawled out on the street from a staff's throw.
Turning his thoughts back to the alien and the battle at hand, Rann realized that he was at an even greater disadvantage than he'd first thought. With its weapon gone, his opponent was forced to fight with claws and fangs; and Rann had little to no chance against that armor and those fangs with his pathetic weapon. Close quarters were not what he needed.
Amrita
Amrita's crossbow was still useless at such a range. She did have a particularly nasty lightning spell that could work though. Taking careful consideration that no other target would get in her way, she unleashed a powerful shock spell towards the creature.
"Perhaps it'll startle it enough for Rann to get out of there..."
Flogir
With Flogir's leg in it's current state, Flogir needed something to give him some support to get to his feet. He pulled out Iceshard, grimacing as it bumped along his injured leg and using it as a crutch, pushed himself onto one foot. He then began to hobble away.
Amrita's crossbow was still useless at such a range. She did have a particularly nasty lightning spell that could work though. Taking careful consideration that no other target would get in her way, she unleashed a powerful shock spell towards the creature.
"Perhaps it'll startle it enough for Rann to get out of there..."
Flogir
With Flogir's leg in it's current state, Flogir needed something to give him some support to get to his feet. He pulled out Iceshard, grimacing as it bumped along his injured leg and using it as a crutch, pushed himself onto one foot. He then began to hobble away.
Plys'Iea
He felt the lightning an instant before it struck. The bulk of the spell was deflected by his armor, but a portion shocked the alien enough to cause brief physical agony. Faint wisps of smoke curld off of the Plys'Iea's armor and scales.
He turned his head far enough for one eye to remain on the Dunmer, and the other to spot Amrita. It occured to the alien to use the Dunmer as a shield against further lightning spells, an attack that still mystified him.
But the electrical shock wasn't enough to be debilitating, so he chose instead to ignore the lightning.
He felt the lightning an instant before it struck. The bulk of the spell was deflected by his armor, but a portion shocked the alien enough to cause brief physical agony. Faint wisps of smoke curld off of the Plys'Iea's armor and scales.
He turned his head far enough for one eye to remain on the Dunmer, and the other to spot Amrita. It occured to the alien to use the Dunmer as a shield against further lightning spells, an attack that still mystified him.
But the electrical shock wasn't enough to be debilitating, so he chose instead to ignore the lightning.
Rann
Rann obviously mistook Amrita's purpose in helping. The idea that she wanted him to run didn't even cross his mind; he just understood that he had a partner in the fight now.
Noticing the way the alien shifted its position, Rann decided to act strategic. He continued circling around the Plys'Iea until he and Amrita were on opposite sides of the brute, making it difficult for it to keep visual contact with both of them at the same time. If the monster decided to face one of them outright, there would be someone at his back.
Cerpin
"If we are to assume that this district is Mannimarco's new base of operations, then we would also be safe in assuming that he is residing in the temple; it is the most defensible and comfortable place in the district. And it also has a tomb underneath. Logical place for a necromancer, no?"
Rann obviously mistook Amrita's purpose in helping. The idea that she wanted him to run didn't even cross his mind; he just understood that he had a partner in the fight now.
Noticing the way the alien shifted its position, Rann decided to act strategic. He continued circling around the Plys'Iea until he and Amrita were on opposite sides of the brute, making it difficult for it to keep visual contact with both of them at the same time. If the monster decided to face one of them outright, there would be someone at his back.
Cerpin
"If we are to assume that this district is Mannimarco's new base of operations, then we would also be safe in assuming that he is residing in the temple; it is the most defensible and comfortable place in the district. And it also has a tomb underneath. Logical place for a necromancer, no?"
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