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[quote]Celia tiredly raised an eyebrow at the Nord's speech, not sure whether to be annoyed or offended. "And healers with hammers as well as mages go under the true warriors category, I hope?" She narrowed her eyes. "And I wouldn't exactly call those creatures pathetic, just a bit difficult to kill... at least for us unTongue peoples..."

At Konrad's comment, Celia shrugged. "The Altmer was asking for Sel's help, kid."

She pushed Sel roughly towards the Altmer. "So, go help him."

Celia frowned and rubbed her forehead. She still had that throbbing headache. She glanced down at the small Altmer girl who was still with her. "Now, what am I going to do with you?"[/quote]

"Of course, i was just trying to avoid having to say 'healers warriors mages' etc." Fenris responded. "They weren't that hard to kill, i mean, the lad got a few down, i'm surprised he even managed to injure them. Children usually don't have access to weapons capable of harming spirits like the Daedra."

"Their only advantage was numbers and surprise."

Konrad looked down at his sword and dagger, wondering what he meant. There was nothing special about these blades, he was just given them by his father on his graduation from junior training school. "Are you saying normal weapons can't harm those beasts?"

Sel was about to bend down and help the altmer, until he saw his face.

The same face he spat in. The same face that grinned as he spoke of killing him. The same face that grinned at him now.

Sel spat in his face before drawing his newly aquired sword.

"Stop hunting me!" He screamed before stabbing his sword into the altmer's chest.

He looked down, and his sword was only stuck in the ground - there was no altmer to be seen.

"That honoured user!" he yelled.

[quote=Konradude]Konrad looked down at his sword and dagger, wondering what he meant. There was nothing special about these blades, he was just given them by his father on his graduation from junior training school. "Are you saying normal weapons can't harm those beasts?"[/quote]

"Of certain types. More refined matriel and enchanted weapons can harm Daedra. Namely Silver, Daedric, Ebony, Glass, Dwemer, and the like. But anything enchanted can hit them," Fenris replied. "Regardless of enchantment or matriel. Ya can enchant a fork with "Fortify tablemanners" and be able to stab Daedra in eyes or stuff..."

That last comment Fenris said made Falx chuckle a'bit, "Well lets hope that it won't ever come to using Enchanted Forks of Table Manners.." Falx brandished his weapon and studied it,

"This sword was givin to me at my Imperial War Academy graduation, never thought it to be enchanted, spouse it might not be, but there must be some magickal properties to it..." He studied it closer, "It says something there, it looks like its some sort of daedric symbols.."

"SEL! What are you doing!" Falx cried out right before he stabbed the wounded man

Konrad looked shocked at Sel's reaction to the wounded man. "You monster!" He cried, taking up his sword and charging at him.

Celia cried out in shock when Sel hurt the Altmer she had just healed. "Oh, Sel, please, snap out of it!" She started towards Sel, probably to smack or talk some sense into the Dunmer.

But then, seeing Konrad charging at Sel made her just as shocked. "Boy, don't hurt him!" She ran to shield Sel from the Imperial teenager. "He's just tired and delirious, so please, don't hurt him!" Celia wrapped her arms around Sel, tears streaming from her eyes, emotional as well as tired of the violence. "You'd be doing the same bad thing that he did to the Altmer!"

Konrad slowed to a halt, loosely gripping his sword. "He just killed a man! How can you make his excuse being tired?!" He shouted at the altmer, his rage boiling. "He was one of your kind! How can you not care for his life?"

He sheathed his sword, shaking his head. "Tiredness is nt an excuse for murder. Heck that mer ight have just killed a monster that was going to kill you!" He turned away, lying on his back and closing his yes in meditation.

"Make sure he can hold himself against attacking me because I'm layed down."

"Sel, what in the Nine are you doing!?"

(I finished my post ust as he posted his posting... I was done first.. But I'll edit it)

(OOC: Um, Channler... Shouldn't you wait your turn? Konradude was going to post...)

"Tell me- do normal altmer vanish in death?" Fenris said. There was afterall, noone where the sword was stuck. "He seemed to be a illusion of some sort. Or maybe he was a ghost....or something."

Jonacin groaned. He was incredibly stiff after Celia's healing, and he had yet another scar on his chest. He heard the shouts from the direction of all the others, and heaved himself to his feet. "What's all the shouting about? Could you keep it down, i have a splitting headache"

The fake soldier that was Arcyatk smiled very breifly, nothing anyone would notice. He whimphered loudly before again "fainting" at his "near-death: experence. Perfect He thought, trying not to laugh. No more trust for you!

Shakur walked his way to the group. "Sorry, I was chasing a group of straggling daedra. What's all this dissapearing altmer buisness and who is this imperial boy?". Shakur noticed his manners. "Sorry for being rude mr. uh, young imperial. My name is Shakur, who are you?".

(OOC: sorry! Long post and slow computer.)

Celia felt like she was going to explode. Too much was going on, and she had too much responsiblities to take: Taking care of the little girl, trying to talk some sense into Sel, trying to defend Sel from getting berated or worse by the others, and now she had a delirious Nord on her hands. Jona and Shakur just came by, and asked questions. Oh, and the Altmer fainted. Again. And where were Serene and Arco?

Oh, not to mention her throbbing head and her tired body!

Enough was enough. Celia stood up and held up her hands, talking a bit sharply. "Okay, let me deal with this one at a time."

She glanced at Sel. "You need rest." She pointed to the Nord. "You need rest as well, Mister Nord."

She gestured to Konrad. "This is Konrad, some Imperial kid who wishes to join our, er, quest."

She then turned to Jona. "Sel kind of went crazy on this Altmer, who, by the way, is a total stranger." She pointed to the Altmer who had fainted.

She turned to Falx. "Stop harassing Sel! He's tired, and doesn't need this! Besides, I trust his instincts, especially since the 'Bosmer incident'. So, quiet, you!"

She dusted her dress as she continued, "And now, I have to find this little girl's parents, who may" she lowered her voice, "or may not be eaten by those demons."

She looked down at the fallen Altmer. "And now I may have to re-heal this Altmer, and I am still wondering where Serene and Arco are..."

She stomped her feet and her voice raised a bit. "And on top of that, I'm tired, m'kay!" She took deep breaths. "Okay, I'm going to go find Arco and Serene, then I'm going to find this girl's parents, and then I'm going to rest. This healer can only take so much!"

She mounted her horse, helped up the little girl (who was quiet during the whole event), and rode off to find Serene and Arco. As she rode, she then shouted over her shoulder, "About the Altmer, if he needs healing, he'll have to wait until after I'm rested!" She then stopped her horse for a split moment. "Oh, and don't hurt Sel!"

As soon as Celia was out of sight, Sel got up. "I'm going to get my sword." he said, walking off onto the battle field. He found it laying on the ground, the body that held it had long disappeared.

He picked it up, wondering if he should even carry a weapon anymore. He almost killed an innocent mer, because he saw something that wasn't there. He admitted to himself that he was insane, and decided that he would not endanger his friends by travelling with them. Looking back, he saw the outlines of people he had gotten to know over he past few days. He hadn't been close to anyone after his sister's death, until he met them. He took a deep breath, tightened is sword belt, and walked away from the group. He came to the edge of some woods, and entered - it would be harder for anyone to find him in the woods. When he thought he was far enough into the woods, he leaned against the tree and finally did what Celia ordered him to - slept.

[quote=MerGirl]
She turned to Falx. "Stop harassing Sel! He's tired, and doesn't need this! Besides, I trust his instincts, especially since the 'Bosmer incident'. So, quiet, you!"
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Falx looked at everyone and sigh'd, "I'm gonna go talk some sense into her.." Falx mounted Akatosh and road towards Celia..

"Celia!" Falx cried before reaching her, "Stop at once!" When she refused to stop Falx rode up beside her,

"Celia! YOU are the one that is tired and exhausted! Look at yourself!" Falx could barely hear himself over the horses, "What do you think your going to accomplish by riding into the darkness in search of this little ones parents? Absolutely nothing! If you haven't noticed there are men that will take advantage of you, and hell, creatures that might come out of nowhere!"

Falx rushed his horse in front of Celia's, and forced her to stop. In a much calmer voice he continued, "It is dark, most everyone is resting, most likely the childs parents as well. You will never find them now. Come back with me, get some rest, and tomorrow, together me and you and who ever wants to can search for this childs parents..."

Falx seized the reins of her horse, "Please, get some rest, we've rode quite far from the rest. I'll guide your horse back. Just sleep some.."

He led the two slowly back to the adventurers encampment, careful not to wake the two sleeping angels. War would have to wait, at least for tonight.

posting. Shakur sheithed his sword and took off his helmet and whistled for his horse. Suprisingly, it had lived by runnig to the outskirts. Shakur decided he would rest a bit and once again write his experiance in a poem. Shakkur removed his cuirass, right gauntlet and helm, saying "finally I can breathe".

Sel woke up a few minutes later. He rubbed his eyes and stood on weary legs. He heard his stomach rumbling, and remembered that he hadn't eaten that day or the day before. He looked to his stomach, but noticed something else there. His amulet.

Damn! he thought. Now Celia can easily get to me.

He was about to throw it down, but he couldn't. It was the only thing left to remind him of his sister. All he could do was hope that Celia would either decide to let him go, or not remember the amulet he gave her.

Shakur awoke from his slumber. "Another day, another dream" Shakur was growing tired of the riddles that were his dreams. In his dream the dead refugees came back to life, pointing and yelling at, something. When he tried to see what they were yelling at, the crowd moved along with the object. They started screaming "tneconni eht yortsed! rewsna eht laever ot!" his dreams were always riddles. "Just like the ashlander said, I'll only figure out the answers if I control my dreams. I have to try harder this time, I have to figure this out now". Shakur closed his eyes and fell asleep once more.

Arco had been in combat for ever it seemed like, after he swiftly sneaked of his horse before the demons attacked their flank. He had moved through the stinking sewer's before coming up behind them, taking them down as his long lost assassin skills came back. He slashed them down and in the end was locked in combat, hearing Falx as he cried of for Celia. In the end he managed to come out before he dodged past their blows before cutting them down until only their ashes was left...

Arco moved fast through the alley before coming up by the others, Sel and the others was already there, and a little boy to talking to Fenris. Arco was wounded after getting hit several times he came up before setting both of his scimitars straight into the ground exhausted...

"The... South flank is... clear..." he said before he stood up looking around... "I managed to come behind them.. until I was locked in a fight"

Arcyatk had been listening to it all during his little spell of pretend to faint. I think it's time to wake up... He thought, slowly opening his magically bloodshot eyes. "Uh...Wa blu nom..." The mage forced a long slur along with gargled talk to give his faint more credibillity. Without even getting up, he put a hand to his forehead and let it rest, breathing deep as if in shock.

Jonacin was worried about Celia. Before she rode off she sounded on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and she needed sleep even more than everyone else

Celia wanted to argue with the Knight, but she was too tired, so she gave in and fell asleep. She was asleep for a few minutes, getting some rest, until she heard a familiar voice as Falx led her horse towards the others. Her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled. "Mister Arco, where have you been?"

Her eyes also caught someone dark-haired riding towards them. It seems Serene had been fighting as well. Celia smiled and waved, and Serene waved back (albeit tiredly).

Celia dismounted slowly, leaving the Altmer girl with the horse and walked towards Arco, who seemed to be very tired, and...wounded? Celia crouched down. "Hey," she said softly, "Are you okay?" She patted the Dunmer (Arco)'s shoulder. "Do you think you can sleep with those injuries? Or do you want me to heal some of those for you now?"

Shakur again woke. "Damn, no dream. I'll try again tonight". Shakur looked at his comrades, then the waking altmer. "Who are you, now that your done being dead" Shakur said jokingly to the altmer.

Arcyatk looked wearly over at Shakur and mumbled. Realizing that he was too quite to be heard, the mage-in-soldier's-armor (wolf-in-sheep's-clothing) rasied his drawling voice slightly. "I..." Again he breathed deep "I am Sir Noin, a private in the imperial army. My..." Yet agian his breath drew sharply. "My commrade and I were...attacked by hidous beast...I think only I survived." He let himself trail off. "I also thought myself to be wounded...Was it all a dream?"

Jonacin heard Celia offering Arco healing. "Celia, i know you want to help, but right now you need to sleep. Arco can survive with his wounds until you've gotten some sleep" he said gently to her

Falx dismounted his horse, "Besides I have this healing potion right here... "Falx pulled a vail out of his armor, "...that someone gave me"

Falx tossed it to Arco, "Now please Celia, get some rest, we all are worn down but we need our healers. So you rest and we will stand guard."

He was used to not sleeping for extended periods of time, so Falx didn't mind staying up into the late of the night.

Looking over at Shakur, Falx asked, "So whats this about dreams? It seems that several of us are experiencing some odd ones.."

Sel had been walking through the woods for quite awhile, not quite sure where he was going, and not really caring. He hoped that none of the others guessed what had happened yet - he wanted to get as far away as possible. He had no plans beyond that. He had found some comberries to eat, which cured him of his hunger. Daylight was coming, and Sel had decided that he would travel by night so it would be harder for his friends to find him. He was confident that he would not be found because he had hidden from guards for quite awhile when he lived in Morrowind. He came across a small cave and settled down in it for some sleep.

Celia heard the male Altmer mention his name. "Sir Noin?" She walked towards the Altmer. "Are you okay?" She smiled. "Well, you survived the fight, at least." She paused. "Do you think you need healing?"

The altmer raised his head slightly and mumbled "water" before falling back "exasuted from his fighting." He soon "fell asleep."

"....Sir?" Falx pondered that for a moment then turned to the rest of the group, "He said he was a private in the legions.. and yet he is nobility? Something smells fishy here.." Falx studied the man as he rested.

"Where's Sel? I haven't seen him lately" Falx rambled as he was trying to make a fire, "I think we all kinda spooked him after he stabbed, Sir Private Whoever over there.."

Konrad awoke from his deep sleep, bleary eyed and confused. "Where's that crazy dunmer?" he asked, his head turning round. He noticed how everyone was spread out and decided to make his own little fire.
(Develops piano concerto waiting for the next post)

Celia shrugged. "Well, mister Knight, could you at least get him some water?"

She glanced around. "Hey, where's Sel?" She walked and checked among the group, but she couldn't find the Dunmer (not Sel, anyway). Panicking, she wrung her heads and double-checked. "Have you seen Sel, mister Nord? Mister Dunmer, have you seen Sel? Have you, Jona? No?"

Then, she remembered something that Sel said a long time ago, before the attack on the refugees... Something about an amulet... Her hands immediately gripped the amulet dangling from a thread around her neck. "Now, how does this work? What am I supposed to do with this?" She inspected the amulet for some kind of clue, but that didn't help. She started to get frustrated. "Oh, Sel, where are you?" She held the amulet tightly, wishing fervently that Sel was with them.

"For the love of the gods Celia! Settle down!" Falx cursed under his breath as he "tossed" the stranger a canteen of water, "If we need to use that damn thing then so be it, but now is not the time.. Sleep and in the morning we shall figure this all out..."

Celia noded sadly. "Okay, but I'm going to look for him soon after eating and healing Arco." She sat next Serene, who was already asleep, and rested.

[quote=Channler]Falx dismounted his horse, "Besides I have this healing potion right here... "Falx pulled a vail out of his armor, "...that someone gave me"

Falx tossed it to Arco, "Now please Celia, get some rest, we all are worn down but we need our healers. So you rest and we will stand guard."

He was used to not sleeping for extended periods of time, so Falx didn't mind staying up into the late of the night.

Looking over at Shakur, Falx asked, "So whats this about dreams? It seems that several of us are experiencing some odd ones.."[/quote]

"Well, after I came to Morrowind, I had strange dreams. Every day they got more frequent and less understandable, until I finally travelled to an Ashlander camp to find out. After making some friends in the camp, the Wisewoman told me to solve their riddles. The first dream told me to "Listen to Azura" so I did in my next dream, over the murmers of a thousand people, Azura told me to come here. After I did come here, a man named the soothsayer started appearing in my dreams, warning me of danger. Unfortunatly, he warns me almost every day. So I guess you could say there's more to me than meets the eyes" Shakur was happy he could share his story, but he didn't show it.

"I need no healing no Celia, rest your powers... I think its best to search for Sel in the morning, maybe he needed some time for himself" Arco replied to Celia...

Arco sat down by the road, taking a little sip of the healing potion he once gave to Falx, he nodded back before taking out his scimitars. He started cleaning them for all the ashes and blood that had covered the Daedric blade...

He looked back at Shakur... "Dreams come and go... I doubt if your having dreams where Azura appears they wont come every time..." he paused "I think this is all weird, how many here have had dreams?" he said as he looked around..

"I try not to look way too much into them, but I still believe there is something strange going on" Shakur said, trying not to sound crazy.

(OOC: I'm tried of using "" to say that he faked something, so no more!)

Arcyatk, as Sir Noin, tossed lightly in his sleep. He had not been laying there for more than five mintues before a terrible coughing fit awoke him and sent him flying into a sitting postion on the ground. "UUUGGHHH UGTT UGGTT!" The soldier bent over, hacking even more due a slight breeze kicking up dust. Wildly, he waved a hand around in the air trying to get attention. "W-UGTT UGGGGTTTTTTTTTT UGT! Water!"

"A canteen was thrown to you Elfie," Fenris repilied, before going back to his sword. He bladed the sword blade first, standing up on the ground, kneeling in front of it. He whispered along the blade, as he repeatedly went up and down the blade the edge of it slowly began to sharpen. It was a much slower way for a Tongue to sharpen his sword than a shout, but more effective.

Jonacin watched Fenris sharpening his sword with great curiosity. "Any chance you could do that with mine too?" he called over

[quote=LoneWolf]Jonacin watched Fenris sharpening his sword with great curiosity. "Any chance you could do that with mine too?" he called over[/quote]
"Sure," Fenris said. "Its not really a substitute for a armorer, but its pretty effective. Esspecially in the feild."

"Thanks" said Jonacin. He heaved himself to his feet and walked over to Fenris, unsheathing his sword and handing it to him hilt first

Konrad looked over at the Tongue, then got his own blade out. He fished around in his sack for a hammer and some tongs then started to work.

"You, altmer, you alright?" Shakur looked at the Altmer. "Sir Noin is it? That name sounds farmiliar. Have you ever tried to kill me in my sleep?" Shakur said jokingly.

Fenris set his sharpened blade aside carefully, before taking Jonacin's. He repeated what he had done before with Jonacin's blade, sharping the blunted blade. When he finished he handed the sword back to Jonacin's hilt first. Fenris was only safe holding the blade because of his mailed gauntlets.

Falx looked around a bit, they were camped on a hill overlooking the burning city that once was the heart of imperial granduer. He remebered all those that had given their lives for this great city, and those that still will.

"It will be light in a few hours..." He said almost sniffing the air, "I have dispatched a runner to tell Sir Hadrian to meet us soon. He'll bring himself and a few of his trusted guards along with him. Maybe then we will be able to find the source of this.. this. evil" Falx was unaware that the evil he spoke of was in their midst, eating their food, drinking their water.

"I'm going to head out and search for Sel. He couldn't of gone far, so I'll head to the most likely place" Falx gestured towards the forest, "I doubt he'd head back to the city.." There was a hint of sadness in his voice everytime he mentioned his beloved capitol. He walked over to horse his horse, patted it's side and whispered something into it's ear.

Mounting Akatosh Falx bellowed, "If I am not back by the fall of the sun tomorrow do not worry. After all, I am hunting someone no?" He grinned a bit then gently kicked Akatosh in his side causing the horse to rear back and then dart off into the darkness.

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A While Out From the City

"Damn rain! Damn Clouds! And Damn, we've ran out of ale!" Channler cursed outloud as he tossed his ale jug into the grass, "Where in the name of Oblivion is this damned city!? And if it doesn't stop raining I'm personaly going to kick some god's british boat!!"

Channler's Nordic freinds were merry folk, and couldn't help but laugh over their "bosses" faults. Itar the Drunkard was the first out of the laughing bunch to speak up, "Boss! Don't ye think we should get outa the rain?" Hardly able to hide the expression on his face.

Godrod Horse-Mane piped up next, "Itar has his point Boss, ye be cave a cave around here or somewhere. Spouse if we look up dat stream we might find something." Godrod scratched his bald head

Hagrad Elf-Crusher was the last one to speak up, and rightly so being that he was the slowest of the bunch. 'I say we just find somethin to smash! An elf or a Goblin or.. yea, roasted goblin tastes pretty good" He looked at everyone, seemingly waiting for approval and then said, "Fine, then, goblin it is!"

"Hmm, never had goblin, I imagin though it might be pretty tasty though" Channler pondered it for a while, "Yes, if we find a goblin, we shall have a feast!" Channler's mood was much better now, maybe for the fact that they had noticed a cave in the distance...

"Yeah I'll go with u... the other can get some rest the few hours before the light comes" Arco replied to Falx, before looking over to Fenris "Would u mind to so that with my scimitars later?" he asked before rising and taking his cloak around him checking his gear...

"We'll be back around sunrise I guess..." Arco said as he looked at Falx...