Mage

"How often does Azura speak to you?" Arcyakt asked, actually surprised that Megil did not try anything.

"Often enough, in my dreams or meditation usually." He said between bites of food. Megil tried to organize his thoughts but it seemed futile. he couldn't concentrate on anything apart from the mage's questions and the food in front of him. He was actually surprised he ate the food, it could have been poisoned afterall.

Jonacin didn't know how long he sat on that beach. All he knew was that when he finally went back to the camp, it was late night. He entered the Ashkan's yurt, asking if he could sleep there for the night. When he was told that it would be a pleasure, he stopped in on Serene. She was still unconcious. He went back to the Ashkan's yurt, and went to sleep

Mage

"Well when she comes next time, tell her I would like a word." he said with a grin. "We will speak again tomorrow."

He immediately teleported Megil to an extra-dimensional cell - a black sphere that he had now used on three of the group members - Sel, Serene, and now Megil.

Megil found himself in darkness, he felt around him with his arms, he felt on side of his cell, he ffollowed it around and tried to step towards it, but his foot hit and angled surface and slid down.

how odd this place seems t have no floor. He couldn't find any corners either. he couldn't see anything except for himself.

"Hmm a black prison with no hopes of escape evident, only on thing to do."
Megil sat down crossed his legs and closed his eyes, entering a state of meditation in hopes of regaining some of his energy

Mage

Arcyakt watched Megil through his magic mirror.

Yes, Megil. Meditate. Have Azura visit you. he thought to himself.

Call for her, Megil. See if she comes to your aid. Arcyakt sent telepathically to Megil.

If she didn't come to the dunmer, Arcyakt would be able to cast doubt in him, and maybe even have a chance to turn him, if she did come, he could speak to his nemesis.

A win-win situation.

[quote=LoneWolf]Jonacin walked out of a stand of trees. He saw a young man, and assumed this was the one the mage wanted. He grabbed him by the arm, and activated his recall amulet.[/quote]

Shadow jumped up from were he had been resting. "Blood and ashes! What on the ancestor's name is this? Hey, stop, hold it right there!"
It was already too late. Both the stranger and Megil had disappeared in white blur.
"Darn the wizards and their Recall spells!" cursed Shadow, throwing his hastily unsheated shortsword to the ground.

Arco turned as Shadow cried out, he saw that Megil was gone. He got a last look that it was Jonacin before he teleported back. Arco unsheathed his two scimitars and looked around, where could he be now?

"Lets get moving, lets go north. They cant be so long from Ald'Ruhn" Arco said to Shadow demanding that they should go on, right after that he started running past Ald'Ruhn...

Sel

Sel looked at the approaching Niran. "You owe me." he said with a grin before running back to balmora with Celia, Konrad, and Niran.

Anthanes ran up to them, panting.

"Wait for the battlemage, dammit! I don't think it'd be a good course of action if we were to return to Balmora anytime soon, unless we intend on getting caught again."

"At least I kept myself from killing any guards." Sel muttered.

"All right, Anthanes, we're going to ald'ruhn then, to meet with the others."

"I know of a faster way to get there. You see, I happen to have a room in the Ald'ruhn Mages' Guild, a rather undersized one I may add, and that is where I have placed the mark for my Recall spell. If everyone holds onto me, I'll be able to teleport us all there with that spell."

Sel shrugged and grabbed the battlemage's arm. Teleportation was always the cleanest getaway.

(OOC:Since nobody else is here...) Sel watched as Konrad, Celia, and Niran all did the same.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, here it goes. Brace yourself."

Anthanes muttered an incantation in Daedric, and in a swirl of magic they dissappeared. In the blink of an eye, they appeared in a rather dank, relatively small stone room. A rather large statue of the daedra Boethiah
was in the centre of the room, with a well-used altar infront of it. The room also had a small bed, just large enough for one humanoid to sleep in, two chairs, a desk, and a few varied containers. A ladder on the wall led to a trapdoor on the roof of the room.

"Boethiah." Sel stated, looking at the statue. "Lord of Cruelty. Why am I not surprised?" he added with a chuckle.

"Let's not forget deciet and treachery shall we. But before you begin stabbing me, I am not commiting any of that on you. We are, infact, in the Ald'Ruhn mages guild...Or under it, rather. I had this small room built privately, just incase. Make yourself comfortable..."

Sel would be wary around Anthanes, now. The fact that he/she (nobody knows) was the god of cruelty, as well as treachery and deceit, didn't make Sel feel any better abbout Anthanes being in the group.

Sel sat on the floor in a corner and chewed on a piece of hackle-lo he found on Anthanes's desk.

Anthanes opened a chest, pulled out a book, sat down on his bed and began reading. He smirked at Sel's reaction.

"Does the one you follow define who you are? I noticed some of your number seem to follow Azura. Does that make you manipulative wretches?"

"I'm not a fan of Azura, either." Sel quipped. "And if you follow someone that revels in deceit and treachery, usually, you end up being deceitful and treacherous."

"Let me just say that I tend to resort to what we call 'Telvanni methods' in the guild to rise through the ranks. I cannot see reason or profit to betray the lot of you, nor do I want to."

"You've only been with us for a day." Sel replied.

Maybe you will see profit in betraying us later. he thought.

"Two actually...Perhaps I'm getting a bit soft. In any case, I've grown a bit attached to some of you, I think."

Shadow started after Acro, keeping up as well as he could. On his missions he would only do short sprints before hiding in shadows around the next corner or conveniently utilizing a Chameleon enchantment. He was not used to long distance runs and had used up his energy too quickly.
He was under the impression that Acro had known the stranger but had been as surprised as he. What could have caused this? The sudden appearing of this man, or maybe the fact that his behaviour was not his ordinary one? Hoewever it be, there was only one way to find out.
"Did you know this... this guy?" asked Shadow, pausing in the middle to catch his breath.

Arco looked back at Shadow and started slowing down as they pasted Maar Gan...

"Yes... He's a great man, great friend. Most be under some spell, I dont know. Its really confusing, dont know anything that could make him.." Arco suddently stopped and looked up in the air, at nothing special.. "If Arcyakt didn't have something he really loved... Like Serene"

Arco bursted out and ran all he could past Maar Gan, Shadow managed to keep up. Arco sprinted fast and swift through the rough mountain side as he neared the Ashlands...

"We most find him fast..." Arco demanded as he spoke out to Shadow as he ran. He started thinking of almost the same situation he had experianced here on Vvardenfell many many years ago, he really knew how Jonacin had it if what he thought was true. He closed his eyes for a second before shaking his head, ignoring it.. And kept on running against the Ashlands..

"Hey...where'd everyone go..." Fenris muttered, sitting up in his seat at the Eight Plates in Balmora. "I swear....if they left me behind..." he muttered irriatably, standing and rubbing his head.

Niran looked around the room.

Strange Place


(OOC:Oh.)

Anthanes smirked at Niran.

"Are you surprised? Better place than the gallows, I'd say. Make yourself at home, Niran. And don't mind the shrine."

I have my different opinion on that matter Niran thought when the insane half-dunmer mage said "Better place then the gallows."

He stood around drawing his sword and looking at it.

"I don't think you agree with me, do you? At least you're not in immediate danger here."

I'm in plenty of danger here, especially with a crazed man like you about

Niran sheathed his sword.

Anthanes continued reading, ignoring Niran.

Niran sighed and walked over to the hatch that led out.

"I'll be outside for a bit." he said climbing out.

As Niran climbed up out of the secret room and into Anthanes' room, he could see it had been searched very recently. Magical items were strewn about, furniture was turned over, and the piece of guarskin covering the hole in the wall was thrown on the floor.

From the reception, Niran heared the voice of an Imperial.

"...if the Half-dunmer or any of his friends show up...notify us."

Niran quickly climbed back down.

"We're being chased." he said.

"We have to leave now."

Dammit.

Anthanes muttered something in Daedric and there was a brief flicker of magick, as the trapdoor seemed to dissappear.

"There, we should be quite safe for now..Can't stay here forever though."

When Jonacin woke up again, after a fitful sleep, he checked in on Serene again, but there was no change. He was worried the mage had done something permanent to her. he went down to the secluded beach again, and started practicing the Shehai forms, tying to keep his mind off what he had done

Konrad shook his head solemnly. "I wish we could just have stayed in Cyrodiil" he mutterd to himself, scratching his head. Getting up he walked over to Sel, sitting beside him. "Thanks for saving me. I am sorry for being rude to you afore."

"Well Konrad, we're not. Wishing doesn't seem to be helping any, otherwise I wouldn't be in this situation right now." Niran had overheard Konrad muttering.

Konrad stood up slowly. "So what are we going to do then? What are we doing in Morrowind anyway? i say we go to Valenwood, the Bosmer are more protected with all the trees."

"Well, I'm willing to go anywhere. I don't know about the rest of them though." Niran said pointing to the group.

Sel was surprised. Konrad had apologized. Maybe he wasn't so much of a brat after all...

Sel shrugged. "No big deal."

"But why would we want to go to Valenwood? There's nothing there for us to do, other than socialize with annoying bosmers and hug trees."

"Sel, I thought you liked hugging trees." Niran said sarcasically "Wait you're an arrogant Dunmer."

"And your a damned moron." Sel snapped back.

OOC: no idea if that was playful banter or a true insult...

"A damned moron, only after I joined this bunch of damned morons."

(OOC: It was an insult.)

Anthanes sighed.

"By Boethiah, can we focus less on throwing insults back and forth and more on getting out of here without getting the whole Imperial Legion on our tail?"

"Shutup freak!" Niran shouted then turned back to Sel "Your whole damn race is a bunch of arrogant bastards."

Anthanes sighed, rolling his eyes but not responding.

Maybe I should've sticked with performing suicide missions for the Guild.

Sel looked back at Niran. "He's half of your race." he said flatly before putting the hackle-lo back into his mouth.

"Half of both, part of neither." , Anthanes muttered.

"What? That idiot, seems almost impossible." Niran said before going back to the opposite end of the room and sitting.