Anthanes sighed in relief as the orc fell. Just then, he noticed that Niran was capable of moving again, and he had no magicka left to refresh the spell of paralyzation. He rushes out of the door. "I'll be back! Soon-ish!" , into the mages' guild, where he hands the guild-guide a large pouch and is teleported to the Ald'ruhn guild, after giving the Balmora guide explicit instructions not to mention his destination to Niran. After shutting the door, covering the makeshift window with some guarskin, and ordering several low-ranking guild members to ward the door to his room, he falls into a rather peaceful sleep, even though it might not be night.

[OOC: I'm going to log for today...I'll try to sneak off and steal some online time tonight ]

[quote=Dantrag][quote=Aki]Fenris sighed. "Everyone, stand back. Allow me to show this Orc the power of Kyne," he said, standing.[/quote]

OOC:he was already killed ...

IC - OSANO

Osano, content with his kill, ran off, not wanting to speak to the people he betrayed.[/quote]

OOC: Gah. I need learn to reeead...

[quote=LoneWolf] "You honoured user. When the time comes, i'm going to enjoy killing you" as he said this he snatched the map out of the mage's hand. It appeared to be a map to a dwemer ruin[/quote]

Mage

"Don't hold any illusions." Arcyakt replied, this time in his own voice. "Come whenever you want - I will be waiting with Serene."

Niran stretched his arms and looked around.

"Where is my sister's dagger?" He said, his eys showing hatred and anger.

[quote=Dantrag]
Mage

"Don't hold any illusions." Arcyakt replied, this time in his own voice. "Come whenever you want - I will be waiting with Serene."[/quote]
"You can guarantee i'll come. And i'll may you pay in blood for this" Jonacin hissed at the mage, before turning his back on him and walking out of town, heading North-East

Sel pointed to a pouch laying on the table.

"Everything's there."

Niran grabbed the pack, putting his sword back in it's sheath, then he put the dagger in his belt.

"If that man ever comes around again, I'll have a surprise for him." He said calmly.

"As for the rest of you, speaking like you have of me has made you an enemy. No kindness shall ever be shown to any of you."

Megil notices Anthanes is gone.

"where did Anthanes go?" he asked the rest of the group. Then noticing Niran was unparalyzed he approaches him.

"glad to see you're back to normal, the name is Megil" he said extending a hand out to Niran.

Konrad wiped his brow as he looked down at the orc."Thank you you lot." he said loudly, getting a cloth from his pack and puting it over the orc's face. "So, how are you Niran? Rested?"

[quote=LoneWolf]"You can guarantee i'll come. And i'll may you pay in blood for this" Jonacin hissed at the mage, before turning his back on him and walking out of town, heading North-East[/quote]

Mage

"In your own blood, quite possibly." he whispered to himself. He knew that Jonacin had no chance of defeating him - or did he? Azura put faith in this group...was he underestimating them?

he had outsmarted and outfought Azura before, why was it different now?

Niran looked at the man's hand and looked at his face

"If I'm not mistaken, you also had quite a bit to say about me when I was unable to defend my name." He did not shake the man's hand but walked right past him.

"He makes enemies rather quickly, as you may have guessed." Sel whispered in Megil's ear.

As he left town, Jonacin tried to calm himself, but it was hard. Serene meant much more to him than he had realised, and the mage had her prisoner. He decided to head up to the Urshilaku camp, maybe they would have some information on the mage in their old tales. Even if they didn't it would be good to be among friends again

[quote=LoneWolf]As he left town, Jonacin tried to calm himself, but it was hard. Serene meant much more to him than he had realised, and the mage had her prisoner. He decided to head up to the Urshilaku camp, maybe they would have some information on the mage in their old tales. Even if they didn't it would be good to be among friends again[/quote]

OOC: dude, you have to come to eight plates to tell us what's going on...we can't sit in the bar forever.

Niran walked out of the eight plates and leaned against the wall of the building.

Then he remembered what Konrad had done . . .


( :shocked: )

OOC: Jonacin will meet up with the others later. Right now he's got his own little agenda to take care of

Sel just remembered something - Celia, where was she?

He activated his amulet, disappearing and appearing just beside Celia in Ald'ruhn.

"Come on." he said, leading her to the mage's guild to go back to Balmora.

Megil apologized to the patron and helped tidy up the mess caused by the orc. He then sat down on a stool and waited for Sel to return.

Niran saw Sel and Celia coming to the eight plates, since he was standing outside. He gave one angry glance in Sel's direction, then nodded at Celia.

"How are you?"

OOC: mergirl won't be able to answer your question for awhile...

"Why the rude look, Niran?" Sel asked innocently.

As he travelled to the Ashlander camp, Jonacin thought about the last time he had been there. He had been washed up on the shore near the camp, barely alive. They had taken him in and healed him, and he had become part of the tribe. Leaving them had been hard, but he had never been one for staying in one place for long. Not since his parents had died

(OOC: Well well... 259 post on the first thread, and 150 on this.. That means I've now read around 200 replies, hehe..)

Arco didn't feel anything as he suddently stood in what seemed to be a shrine, but not in the mortal realm. He looked down, at his hands. It was like he used his eyes for the first time again, he looked up again rather confused. Is this death, he thought as a figure appeared infront of him...

"Your friends need you Arco. You'll get reborn, but as your destiny goes you wont live for long... Its your choice Arco, I wont force you to experiance death again. But Arcyakt most be stopped, and your as long with your friends faith is to damn him to Oblivion where he will be locked for ever" the figure spoke out to Arco, he looked around him like he didn't even listen. But he heard Azura well...

The figure walked against Arco, as he came close she opened her hands and held them out against Arco...

"You can either pass through into the immortal realm Arco, or take my hands and you'll be given a second chance to forfile your destiny" Azura said to Arco as he looked up into his eyes...

Arco just stood there, no thoughts running through is head. No feelings for life or death. Like a reaction he suddenlty reached out taking Azura's hands. Azura looked at him and gave him a little smile, before she started to get blurry. In a flash Arco could feel all kind of feelings going through his body and feel a gentle wind flow against his back and it got clear he had appeared in the Grazelands. He fell to his knees, looking around when his eyes locked on some items not to far infront of him. He could see the Colerion Scimitars pinned to the ground. He went up to them, the fine Daedric blades, with the Daedric runes incrypted into the blades in glowing red. It was almost like they spoke out to him, he grabbed them and took them up from the dry grass...

"Balmora" a voice said to Arco, he turned around to the west for Ald'Ruhn first. It was like he could feel something was going on. He took the scimitars and threw his cloak around him before he ingored Ald'Ruhn and headed for Balmora...

(PS: You can really tell its Arco, at least with the cloak on.. He looks a little younger too, and more warm hearted and more nice than he did)

OOC: nice warm-hearted Arco??? No way.

Niran laughed at Sel, but it was a strange laugh, almost evil sounding.

"Why, you have a short memory don't you, little boy."

"Hey, I'm not the one who paralyzed you." Sel said as he walked back into the Eight Plates.

"Now to finish my food..." He said to Megil.

"Sorry to leave you in the middle of the meal but i'm exhausted and my shoulder is killing me, I'm going to go get some rest." he said to Sel.

Megil asked the Patron where he could get a room. He paid the man for the bed and heaed upstairs to lie down.

OOC: can't remember but i'm assuming eightplates has a bed lol. Anywho's i'll beback in an hour or two... if i'm lucky

"Suit yourself." Sel said to Megil's back.

He took the last bite of his kwama egg and decided to relax in the bar for awhile.

"Flin." he said to the bartender.

Instead of the bartender coming back with the Flin, Niran did.

"This is yours." He said throwing it to Sel and taking a seat opposite him.

Sel eyed Niran suspiciously.

"Thanks...?"

Konrad got out his books on fighting styles, his last homework from the Blades academy, and started completing it, tears roling down his face.

"You're welcome" Niran said sarcastically taking out his flask of water, and started drinking from it.

"How old were you when your mother died."

"Alright, Niran. What are you doing? I know that just a minute ago you were thinking of strangling me - now you want to help me with my past? Just tell me what you want."

"Strangling you," Niran gave a luagh, this time it didn't sound as evil "That's rather barbaric. I was thinking of slitting your throat."

"I don't want anything from you Sel, I want to know about you. If you find questions of your family are too much of a sensitive matter, then we'll move on to other things. What crimes did you commit? I know the mage said somehting about them a while back."

"How about this." Sel said, still debating on whether or not he should drink out of the bottle of flin.

"We talk about what happened between us. Honestly, I forget why we hate each other...other than the fact that you threaten me all the time."

"And the fact that you act like you have some superiority over me," Niran said.

If Sel had drank out of his bottle, he would have spit it out.

"What?"

OC: What the hell is happening in your sig? Is he chopping his head open and thats the blood or what?

"In case you didn't know Sel, I am seven years your superior in age. Yet I do not receive any respect. So I do not give any in return." Niran paused "I don't want to have an argument, so let's not discuss me okay."

"Wait..." Sel began. "This is about that whole thing in the forest, right? All I did was make a suggestion, and you got mad and said that you wouldn't be bossed around by a kid."

"If you knew what that man did then you would have kept qiuet." Niran said his voice growing a little louder.

"See? How am I supposed to have a conversation with you? It's always, 'you don't understand me!'. Well damn, how the hell are we supposed to understand you?"

"You can't understand me, unless you've gone through what I have. Tell me Sel, did you sell the lives of your sister and mother?!!" Niran was now yelling.

"What are you getting at?" Sel asked.

"What am I getting at?" Niran said very loudly and angrily "I told them, I sold my family out to the Imperial legion . . ." he became qiuet and sat down. Looking straight forward, but not at Sel, just into air.

"They brought me into a little room, tied me to a chair," he began "then they asked me questions, Who did this, and who gave you that. When they came to the question of how I got money for my weapons I wouldn't say."

"A dunmer came into the room, he threatened me with his weapon, then cut me a little. I finally gave in and told them who gave me the money."

He paused and said "It was my sister."

"They hired an assasin, he came to my house and killed my sister while I was gone. My mother witnessed it so he killed her too. I came home and saw them dead on the floor, a pool of blood surrounding the area where they were. I -" Niran paused, should he say it "I cried like a little boy. Until two imperial guards showed up at my door. They knew I was the one who had killed their buddies, so they beat the hell out of me. I lay on the ground just inside the door until in the morning two others came. They told me I was going to prison for the murders of the imperial officers. Then they dragged me down the road, my sister's and mother's bodies still lying in the middle of the floor, no one cared."

Sel paused for a second - that was somehwhat similar to his sister's death...

"You aren't to blame." he finally said. "Those Legion bastards are."

A rather refreshed Anthanes came walking out of the Balmora mages guild. He looked around as he cautiously walked into the tavern. Spotting Sel, Niran and [insert whomever else is with them here] , he quickly muttered an invocation, becoming invisible as he walked closer to their table, listening to their conversation.

Niran's opinion on the matter was different from Sel's

"If I hadn't told, my sister and mother would not be dead, Sel how is it not my fault."

"Yeah? And if they hadn't tortured you, you wouldn't have told." Sel retorted.

He heard footsteps...maybe it was his imagination...

"I shouldn't have killed the imperial soldiers . . I didn't succeed in my cause anyway."

"Cause?" Sel asked.