Sel just sat down, watching the spectacle, because while he was healed, he had still lost a lot of blood that only time could regenerate. It appeared to Sel that everything was under control, so he didn't feel any real need to get up and help.

He did however, continue to try to get the blood off his sword, to no avail. His blood-soaked shirt only added more to it.

It didn't look like they had the Khajiit under control, at least Arco thought that. Arco took the chance and leaped over to the next roof before leaping over to the other with complete balance and swift moves almost impossible to see...

Suddenlty he comes leaping into the middle of the crowd of Serene, Sel and the others with his weapons drawn tumbling around before rising right next to Sel throwing him Arco's last healing potion...

"Take this... Never go without one" Aroc said, Arco had to much experiance with beeing alone and always beeing prepared for everything..

All could clearly see Arco had gotten some new wounds, big wounds. But it looked like he didn't even notice them, was like he had changed. His eyes was almost burning in anger but he seemed calm.

Sel caught the healing potion, and set it down beside him. Arco looked to need it more than he. Sel finally got up and had his sword ready for anything that came his way.

OOC: Hukai, we need you to control your character to continue with the RP. Not too much we can do without knowing what the khajiit does.

and I have a new avvy

[quote=MerGirl]Celia nodded, understanding the mage's intent. She sidestepped, so that the Khajiit may see Serene and the crystals. Celia smiled sweetly and cooed, "Yes, mommy has some yummy treats for you!" As she talked, she slowly, very slowly, crouched over Sel and started focusing her healing onto him. She healed him ever so slowly, trying not to make any sudden moves, but still tensed herself for any upcoming attack...[/quote]

His swords lowering, the Khajiit lulled to a stand-still. his eye on the moon suger in Celia's hand. Even being the powerful fighter hes was, he still was mortal, not to metion a Khajiit. By an almost natural law, Khajiits love moonsugar and he, being no exception, dropped his flaming sabre-staff to the ground and stared absentmindedly at the sugar crystals that were slowly being washed away in the rain.

(OOC: Is it still raining?)

Sel's jaw dropped in astonishment. And yet, he was almost disappointed that such a powerful foe could be brought down by narcotics. What kind of dark warrior was this?

The young dunmer shook his head.

OOC: yes it's raining.

The Khajiit slowly stepped towards Celia, his breath slow and stead. The warrior's eye never left her hand. As he walked, purring softly, his ears perked up as if listening for something. He was a few feet away from her now, reached silently out with a gentle claw to touch the sugars. His ears fidgeted adn his glassy eyes grew sharp. With a quick kitten-like yelp, he turned a started to dash back for his weapon which had been dropped far away.

Sel had been watching the khajiit closely, mainly because he was walking towards Celia with a crazed look in his eye. When the cat-like person went for his double-bladed sword, Sel immediately dove for it to prevent the warrior from getting to it. He grabbed the khajiit's staff and plunged it into its shoulder. The khajiit transformed into a grey mist as he was stabbed.....

Inside a dark dark, the unnamed Khajiit appeared out of thin air, only to land on the cold, hard, stoney floor. A strong voice periced the darkness. "After all the power, that I gave you." The voice slightly rose in anger as it continued. "After all the training I put you through; You allow a mere handful of MORTAL TO DEFEAT YOU?!??!!?" The voice dropped back down as the Khajiit stammered in reply. "Master, I did nothing wrong. It was only a slight,"

"A slight misunderstanding and it won't happen again?"

The Khajiit nodded, his yellow eye wide and panic-stricken. "No master. It won't" The voice paused, as if considering him. "Fine, you are right, it will never-happen-again."

"Ma-ma-master?"

With the speed of thunder, the Khajiit vansihed, leaving only the smell of singed fur and his dark curasis behind.

OOC: rest would be awesome. I don't think Celia has napped yet. All of sel's naps were from being knocked out - not very restful. I think serene took a nap and that's it lol.

back to the RP -

Sel threw down the double-bladed sword as it began to disentegrate into nothingness.

"I guess that's that." Sel remarked dryly. He picked up the potion he had left on the ground and threw it to Falx.

"You might need this for your shoulder." Sel said to the knight. And to no one in particular, added. "I'm going to sleep." He found a rock, propped his head up against it, and closed his eyes.

"Get of the gound will you please..." Arco demanded as he looked down on Sel.. He grabbed his shoulder and took him up before walking to a house, it looked empty so he kicked up the door and looked for a bed...

"Here you go..." Arco said pointing into the nice mansion before walking out again.. "So we're just going to sleep now, well you guys do that I'm off again - It seems you can do things alone" Arco admitted before starting walking off again, taking his scimitars down...

Sel turned and watched Arco begin to leave again.

He yelled after him, "Arco! Stay here, at least until your wounds heal. Besides, we need every person we can get. You know as well as I that this, this, mystery isn't over yet."

OOC: you have to join the group some time fuzzy....

[quote=Fuzzy Knight]"Get of the gound will you please..." Arco demanded as he looked down on Sel.. He grabbed his shoulder and took him up before walking to a house, it looked empty so he kicked up the door and looked for a bed...

"Here you go..." Arco said pointing into the nice mansion before walking out again.. "So we're just going to sleep now, well you guys do that I'm off again - It seems you can do things alone" Arco admitted before starting walking off again, taking his scimitars down...[/quote]

"You sit your boat down Elfie, you look like hell," Fenris said in a commanding voice. "Despite what you may think, you're wounded, and you need healing."

Arco stopped, he just looked out think before turning to the group, before he started going back...

"Ok.. I guess there is some mysterious about all this" Arco said, the anger from his eyes started to fade away as he leaned against the window of the mansion...

"So.. What are we going to do now? I've been on slaying over sixty demons and I find you playing with a cat" Arco said as he grinned..

"Now we are going to sleep! how many times do I have to say it?" Sel exclaimed. "The only sleep I've had recently is from being knocked out, twice!" Sel continued.

"You'll find me asleep somewhere in here." Sel said as he walked back into the large house.

Fenris smirked. ""Demons" is a vague term, they could have been scamps for all i knew," he said. "Right now we're going to rest and figure out what the hell we should be doing. Because right now, the grand imperial city just went to hell."

"Hell?" Falx questioned as he walked into the room, "No, this isn't hell, I've been through hell.. This is far worse than hell."

Falx pulled up a chair by the fire that was just kindled in the fire place, "I need to find Darius and his men, for all I know they are probably zombies as well." He said with a sigh.

He was a bit to fidgity so he continued to get up and search through the various cabinets in what appeared to be the remains of a kitchen.
"I wonder if they've got any good brandy in here?" He saw it, a full bottle of imperial brandy labeled, 'The Best of the Rest ~ 3E417'.

"I'm almost to afraid to drink this, almost" Falx grinned as he broke the seal of the dusty bottle.

Hey! can I have some of that? Serene asked the men, my throat is really dry....

Falx stared at the bottle for several moments, he didn't want to give it up but it would be horrible not to share the wealth,

"...Here you go..." Falx gave it to her with a heavy heart.

"By the way, I don't think I've caught any of your names"

Sel opened one eye.

"Drinks!?" Sel exclaimed, "Sleep is second to drinks. Pass it on down. I think we all need to forget a few things after today."

"By the way, for anyone that doesn't already know, I'm Sel...if you want a life story, you're out of luck."

"If you drink that I doubt our names wont matter because u wont survive your next fight" Arco said, he scanned around the city... Cyrodiil City is so big, there could be many more around..

"Stay here and enjoy yourselves, I'll be right back" Arco said before running off against where he saw the portal...

"Damn!" Sel said, "He can't sit still for ten seconds."

And suddenly remembering manners, he added, "Please excuse my language, ladies."

It´s Ok Sel, Serene laughed, just give me some more of that brandy....

"Done." Sel said, passing the bottle back to Serene.

Well thanks...Serene took a deep sip of it and leaned back....relaxing. she felt a bit drunk though

Suddently Arco comes leaping down the chimney before tumbling as he hits the fire at the ground, rolling out on the floor before rising in the room...

All of them looked a little supprised, almost drawing their weapons...

"Ehm... The Portal is gone, and its a bunch of dead people around but no sign to any more demons" Arco said, giving them some hand signals to lower their weapons as he almost gave of a little laugh...

Sel finally wiped the blood off of his sword...on the carpet. And acknowledged Arco.

"So sit down and drink before you die of boredom." Sel said, putting his sword back into its scabbard.

Sheehhhehe it´s a niiishe brandy..Serene giggled.....

"That didn't take long." Sel stated after looking at Serene. He snatched the bottle from her and looked sorrowfully at the bottom of it.

"There's none left." He said somlemnly.

"Ah, well, sweet dreams everybody." Sel said with a yawn. He layed down on the floor and was soon snoring.

"Well is it time to get drunk, share our stories of life, fall a sleep and get killed?" Arco said as he satt down by Serene..

"Well... Anyone want to start?" he said giving of a smile...

(OOC: I'll post his story tomorrow morning)

"You drank all that brandy!?" Falx yelled in disgust, "Grrr.. Go ahead tell ye life story's, but like Arco said, 'We all die tomorrow anyways'"

I will.....Serene sighed, but later

Sel got up and rubbed his eyes. "Huh? What's going on?" he said in a sleepy voice. "Falx was yelling something about brandy..."

"Yelling? What are you talking about?" Falx got up and stretched out his arms, "I was merely exclaiming how the fact that even though I am one of noble blood that I can't have the brandy, that I found!"

"Oh well" Falx said with a slur, "Excuse me lady's and gents, but I have to go relieve myself" Falx pointed in the direction of one of the walls of the house, and then stared at it for a moment, "Err, not one the wall, but, yea..." Falx nearly tripped over himself on the way out...

"Yeah, well you woke me up!" Sel yelled back at him.

Guys!!! dont yell at each other, Serene said..life is great just now...are there any more of that brandy left?

Fenris rifled through the cupboards until he found more alcohol. This time however, it was Mead, he also found the traditional Flin and Brandy, along with some Sujamma, greef, and Mazte. Apparently the House's former own was a collector of alcohols.

Fenris took and mead and began gulping it down. Cyrodiilic drinks were weak, and the Dunmeri drinks were swill to him.

Heeey! Fenris, Serene said....can i taste that you have there?

[quote=minque]Heeey! Fenris, Serene said....can i taste that you have there?[/quote]

Fenris handed Serene the mug. "Go ahead," he said.

Celia giggled at the group's antics, and decided to rest herself. Looking around, she found a corner of the room on the floor she thought looked cozy, and slumped down onto the rug and leaned her head against the wall. It only took a few seconds when her eyes closed and she drifted into a deep sleep.

Awww look here isn´t she sweet? serene patted celia ath her pback...very gently

she´s exhausted poor girl...

Sel's voice cracked with glee. "Toss me the matze, Fenris."

[quote=Dantrag]Sel's voice cracked with glee. "Toss me the matze, Fenris."[/quote]

Fenris eagerly tossed the Mazte, being a dunmeri beverage, he didn't care for it at all. He of course, threw it a bit too eagerly.

Sel wasn't drunk and caught the bottle fine. (OOC: not injuring me )

"Tastes like home." Sel muttered. Sel looked at himself for a second before saying, "I'm going upstairs to see if I can get some clothes. These are stained red forever, I fear." He pointedly grabbed the bottle of matze before going up the stairs.

He found mostly rich clothes - not his thing. Sel didn't like to spend an hour dressing himself every day. He continued down the hall to what he guessed would be servant's quarters. He found a pair of brown pants and a black shirt that fit, so he put them on and threw his other clothes out the window.

He walked back downstairs to sit with his newfound comrades.

(OOC: Sorry it took too long!)


Celia woke up several moments later, weeping silently, unable to sleep anymore due to a nightmare.

She had dreamt of being with her family in their old, homely cottage. Celia was in the meadow, picking out some pretty, sweet-smelling flowers to give to her mother. She wanted to surprise her mother since it was her mom's birthday.

It was bright and sunny out, and Celia giggled as the flowers tickled her nose. She saw her mother drying out some clothes further down from where Celia was.

It was familiar scene... that is, until the sky suddenly turned dark and from a bright red, glowing portal, emerged the demons. Celia watched in shock as the demons rushed upon her mother, and before she knew it, her mother lay dead on the ground.

Celia screamed out and abruptly she had her trusty hammer in her hand, and was bashing the demons in a frenzy, her heart filled with rage and great sorrow.

Then, everything became dark, pitch black. Celia found herself facing an imposing dark figure, whose glowing aura brightened the darkness. It was a beautiful Dunmer woman, a goddess, who was topless and had delicate flowers woven into her hair. She had a kind expression, but Celia was not to be comforted.

The woman opened her mouth, and her voice was soft and melodous(sp?), but firm and commanding. "Little one, do not be afraid, for you have another chance to dispose of these demons who haunt you. You will become a vital part of a great battle against evil..."

Celia shook her head. "What can I do?"

The Dunmer woman smiled, as if Celia was a very small and young girl, who was ignorant. The woman whispered, "Your healing powers will be of more use than you think.... Now rest, for you will soon have very much to do..." She turned to leave, her aura darkening.

"Wait a moment!" Celia cried. "What is your name, goddess?"

"You may call me... Azura..."

And everything became blurry and then dark once again...

That's when Celia woke up, frightened and a bit depressed, as well as confused...

Myrage wanders in, feeling lonely and out of his depth. "Uh, hullo everyone."

[quote=Konradude]Konrad wanders in, feeling lonely and out of his depth. "Uh, hullo everyone."[/quote]

OOC: I'm guessing you want in the RP...That's cool just post your character here (follow instructions)

http://forums.waiting4oblivion.com/viewtopic.php?t=288

and then continue!

Myra continues, and promptly lies down on his worn bedroll and falls asleep.

Sel watches the bosmer through his red eyes, not quite knowing what to expect.

"Hey, you, Bosmer! What do you want?" Sel asked rather rudely.

He then calmed down as he noticed Celia crying.

He walked over to her.

"Everything okay?" he asked the young altmer.

Celia sniffled and looked at the Dunmer, her eyes still full of tears. "Yes, I'm all right." She wiped her eyes with the back of her hands. "Just a dream--a nightmare, I think..." She glanced at the Dunmer and tentatively asked, "Do you know of anyone named Azura?"

"Azura is the daedra princess of dusk and da- wait...did you just dream about her?" Sel stammered.