"Oh, so it's that easy. You're damn lucky these people are so forgiving, my memory could go, but I'd still be running for my damn life from the Imperial Legion, and then I wouldn't know why!"

( http://n2.umicache.com/p/purevolume.com/bi...92848533-me.jpg <-- look and laugh )

Anthanes sighed. "It's not my fault the Legions consist of empty-headed fools. Can we get back to determining who gets the artifact?"

OOC: How do you know about Arcyatk if you have a 9 year ago memory?

"It's been determined," Niran said forcefully, unsheathing his sword "Either someone who can't use it gets it, or I destroy it!"

Konrad drew his sword and stood in front of Niran. "Who are you to decide? You have only just seen it!"

"Who are you to decide," Niran said angrily, "You're just a child!" He pushed Konrad down, and stepped over him, coming closer to Serene.

(OOC: She has the sword right?)

Konrad growled, and hacked at Niran's calfs.

Niran jumped away, turning angrily back at Konrad.

"Stop it!"

Konrad rose quickly, getting into an attacking stance facing Niran. "Don't push me. The whole group thinks either Jonacin or Sel should have it, seeing as Anthanes can't be trusted. It would be pointless giving it to Celia."

(OOC: That's the point )

Niran sheathed his sword, and ignored konrad.

He turned back to Serene

"Well if that's so, then fine." he sighed and stepped back to Celia, hoping they would gain some sense.

Whoever can use it will use it, and not for the purposes you specify. Such a powerful item will give whoever has it the longing to use it for personal benefit.

(OOC: That was to Serene.)

Konrad hesitated, then sheathed his sword also. "I say we wrap the sword up and get out of these ruins first, its creepy down here."

Megil refrained from participating in the conversation until everyone began to get emotional about it. he stood up,

"Niran has a good point, the sword should go to one who will not use it. though it is the type of powerful artifact that we need to defeat arkyatc, it is best that until that battle it remains in the hands of one who is least likely to use it.

Celia, though a good candidate, may not be the best to carry such a weapon for she is still young. That leaves only one person whom I can think of that would never kill a soul unless some great wrong had been done, and that is Serene. She to me is the most worthy candidate of the weapon. She is a honoured member of this tribe and as such seems to be the most worthy to bear it, as I'm sure many of the ashlanders would agree."

with that megil stepped back,

"w=Either we decide who gets it Or we destroy it"

I bet that she'll hand it to her pet warrior, even while he doesn't need any material swords and is unstoppable regardless of what he's using. I hate favoritism.

anthanes thoughts got right into her heart, like a sharpened dagger......

Then Megil´s kind words came through..she smiled between tears.....

"Ok, I know Anthanes still hates me, you young ones are far to inexperienced for this weapon, Megil doesn´t want it, Celia is too small and would probably not even have it..so I´ll do as Megil suggests..I´ll keep it....until Joonacin comes back....

She looked around, Jonacin was apparently not present.....she didn´t notice when he left but maybe he was out somewhere, maybe he couldn´t stand the athmosphere


She lowered the sword, and turned to Sinnamu Mirpal and Sedrane..

"Honoured friends she said...do you approve?

they nodded and Serene sheathed the glowing sword....


OOC: Pet warrior! hilarious expression!!

Niran was disgusted with Serene

You already use your own abilities for torture, what the hell do you plan on doing with that! He thought angrily.

He glared at Serene for a second or two, before turning and looking at the wall, he's have to find some way to get that sword and dispose of it, before it causes terrible damage.

Then he turned to Megil

Damn you, interfering dunmer!

(OOC: At least he means well. Megil can read his thoughts as well, can't he?)

OOC: Serene does NOT torture you got that all wrong! she just stop ppl from doing evil things and from interfering....that is not torture it´s called punishnment if something

She knew there would be anger and envy in the group because of this decision...she suddenly became utterly tired.......so she sank to the floor hiding her face inher hands,,silently crying..

Niran had turned back, only to see Serene on the floor with her head in her hands.

No, don't cry, Serene! He walked over kneeled beside her.

"I didn't mean it - I was just being stupid." he put an arm on her shoulder "C'mon, don't cry."

(OOC: Hopefully she read his mind, otherwise this will sound stupid.)

OOC: Unlike Serene, Megil doesn't suffer from such extreme telepathy. his is voluntary and as can be seen when he tried to help anthanes remember whom everyone was, it is much weaker than serene's. So he did not hear Niran's thought, because he was simply not using his telepathic skills.

IC:

Megil was satisfied with the decision Serene had made, but he could not understand why she was crying. He also wondered where Jonacin had gone off to, he didn't seem to be the type to leave Serene in such a difficult position. So Megil sat down and leaned against the wall, he closed his eyes in hopes of getting some rest.

Ah Niran , Serene said....knowing he in fact cared a bit for her.....if this artifact is going to make us hate each others then it should be sacrificed....but for now I have to keep it...

I think we all need some rest.....

Sedrane had already got some bedrolls which he now laid out on the floor......



OOC: Now I really have to go!! See you a short while on saturday-sunday ok?

If Wolfie comes online he can drag >Serene with him..if not then maybe Megil can take care of her???

(OOC: She still doesn't get it, it doesn't make Niran hate anybody. He just wants it destroyed so that nothing terrible is caused by it. See ya Minque.)

Niran stood up and walked away, leaning against the wall, he suddenly felt terrible.

Why do I only realize the wrong I have commited, when it's too late. . .

"So, whats the point of having a super item if no one plans to use it?" Fenris asked. "Seems kinda pointless." He shrugged. "Unless someone plans on weilding it, i say we toss it in the ocean or something, or a marsh."

Seeing Serene cry nearly shattered Celia's heart, for Serene was a strong role-model who Celia looked up to. In fact, Celia had always admired Serene's bravery and caring nature to the point of wanting to be like her. Serene was like a big sister to her...

Celia could not bear Serene's sadness, so she ran over to Serene, wrapping her arms around Serene's shoulders.

"Oh, Serene, please do not cry!" She shook Serene softly. "We will get rid of it, like Fenris said, if no one is going to use it, I promise! So, pull yourself together!" Celia did not notice but her hands started glowing again that unusual glow for a moment, then faded again as Celia stood up.

Celia pleaded softly, "Serene, please, you are not thinking properly. You must rest for a bit."

Anthanes smirked as he downed more of the flin. Both versions of Anthanes liked flin. The half-dunmer sat down on one of the bedrolls, not wanting to press the issue about the all powerful sword that nobody but him seemed to want and of which nobody seemed willing to give him it either.

Can always take the weapon while they're sleeping. It'll be better off in my hands...I'm starting to sound self-righteous now. Such a powerful thing shouldn't be discarded.

Just in case Serene was reading his mind, Anthanes focused on a memory of engaging in the act of reproduction with a bosmeri girl some years ago.

Niran sat on the floor and pretended to sleep.

Anthanes also pretended to be asleep. He was glad that his part-elf heritage meant that he needed less sleep.

Niran sat there, back against the wall, thinking deeply, but also keeping an ear open for any movement that seemed suspicious, such as the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

(OOC: Anthanes isn't suppose to know Niran is pretending.)

Anthanes muttered incoherently as he pretended to sleep, inbetween realistic-sounding snores.

[ooc: He doesn't. he's just pretending to sleep, not knowing Niran is too.]

Megil opened his eyes and turned to Fenris,

"It is not that the sword will not be used, but it should not be used until it is needed. Perhaps you fail to understand how dangerous of a weapon it is,"

Megil then stood up and walked across the room to Serene.

"Serene if I may," he said stretching his hands towards the sword.

Serene agreed and let him take the sword, Megil drew the sword from its sheath and examined the icy appearance of its surface.

"As has been said apart from being almost godly, the weapon has a curse, let me show you first the power of the sword before telling you of the curse."

Megil walked up to a pillar in the room and scratched its surface with the sword. Immediatly condensation began to form on its surfaces and that soon iced over.

"See this sword does need not make a mortal wound to kill someone, this pillar here will be frozen for all eternity, to its core. That is what makes this sword so powerful and why we must keep it to fight arcyatk. The curse is that when used on a living thing the user will suffer the pain of remorse and mourning, only it will be multiplied to the point that if the person is not able to control it, they will be killed by the magic. As such I do not think this weapon should be used until that decisive battle"

Megil returned the sword to it's sheath and returned it to serene

Niran opened his eyes when he heard the sword, and he grew angry when he saw Megil use it.

If you have it, why not destroy it!

He closed his eyes again, hoping no one saw him open them.

Anthanes gulped. On second thought, I can do without a magical sword that kills anything when it hits.

He then began actually sleeping.

Niran opened his eyes a short while later and saw that everyone was resting, or at least seemed like it (OOC: Any objections to this and I'll edit), he slowly crept over to Serene, silently taking the sword.

He then snuck outside of the ruins, and preceded to swing it about, noticing that it wasn't all that hard to use, as he performed moves against an invisible enemy.

(OOC: Yes, please and thank ya, gamer! )

Celia sat against the wall near Serene and her eyelids started drooping. She was resting, but was not fully sleeping, and was aware of hearing someone move.

When the noise drifted away, she opened her eyes and inspected the room. Anthanes and Serene were definitely asleep, but where was Niran?

Standing up, she decided to find him. Hopefully, he has not hurt himself or got into a fight...

Anthanes muttered a bit in his nightmare. "The mudcrabs, the mudcrabs, the mudcrabs, they're everywhere! Aggh!"

Anthanes awoke sweating. That was odd.

He looked aboujt the room, seeing the sword, Niran, and Celia to be missing. He proceeded to make a list of all this information.

Fact. Sword is missing.

Fact. Niran is too.

Fact. Niran seemed to want to destroy the sword or give it to Celia who can't use it.

Fact. Celia wouldn't want it.

Fact. Niran likes Celia.

Fact. I like flin.

Anthanes got up silently as he unsheathed his sword.

"V'laash segharo khaldriss."

He muttered a detect enchantment spell as he made his way out of the ruins...

Niran swung the sword about a bit more, making sure he didn't hit anything, when he heard someone approaching, turning around, he saw Celia, though she probably didn't see him yet. He stood there, his mind racing, what would she do when she saw him with the sword.

(OOC: The sword is enchanted ebony right, Niran's own sword is ebony, and seeing as how the enchanted one is sheathed, only the hilt would show. Let's say he replaced the enchanted one with his own. So Anthanes wouldn't know that he had taken it, however he would know that Niran snuck off, and that would be enough to make someone like him want to know what was happening.)

Megil was sitting against the wall, with his eyes clsoed trying to get some rest. he heard someone move and leave the room, thinking it was just someone needing to relieve themselves megil thought nothing of it. He later hear as two more people left the room.

That was odd, Megil opened his eyes. He stood up and looked around the room, Celia niran and Anthanes were missing. He went over to Serene to check the swod, and saw it lying in its sheath. not sensing its powerful aura Megil leaned down and drew some of it from the sheath. It was not the cursed sword this one was jsut plain ebony.

those fools what are they thinking.

Megil headed out into the corridor and headed outside. When he got there he began to climb up the crumbling pillars and around the back to the top of the shrine to get a better view. When he got the his eyes had adjusted to the moonlight, and he could see several figures down below he stood watch over them.

Celia wandered around until she stepped outside of the ruins. She whispered as she stepped forward, "Niran, where are you?"

Niran didn't answer, staying still as he looked at Celia, she was too close to not see him now.

Then suddenly their eyes met, Niran nearly panicked, having been found.

(OOC: Why would Anthanes smirk, Niran is rather good at it. Time for it to get interesting.)

Anthanes muttered a bit. "Sethas v'laash segharom." He blinked as his vision adjusted to see in the dark, as by a night-eye spell. He could see Niran clearly, practicing with the sword. Anthanes just smirked and watched.

"I thought you were going to destroy it eh? Might be for the better."

Megil watched the scene below. He knew at least Niran wanted to destroy the sword, not that such a task was easy. beginning to take preemptive measures Megil 's eyes glowed and eerie blue and the ocean began to subside,

"lusa vundr cfaad lnaydina yht catila dras pudr"

out of the water a figure emerged, it was a beautiful woman as blue as saphire with long flowing hair. she began to walk up the beach to where the others were.

Niran heard water splash, and he looked behind him. It must be a demon that lives in these ruins, he backed away moving towards the ruins entrance where Celia was standing, the sword still in hand.

"Be gone, demon!"

Anthanes stepped out of the shadows, sword in hand.

"What manner of sorcery are you?"

"I," she said "am a water sylph, and I am no sorcery" her voice high pitched and with the sound of a babbling brook, a very soothing voice she had.

"Do not fret sorcerer I mean you now harm, I was just feeling ever so lonely in these waters. Then I saw you two handsome men and thought of the company you could offer me" she said.

she then stretched out her arm and held her hand open towards anthanes,

"surely you would not deny a girl a chance to dance with one as dashing as you"

with that an eerie music floated in from the sea, and the sylph began to dance, moving closer to anthanes, and moving in a very seductive manner. She turned to Niran,

"And you sir I must say are most handsome do put your sword away and come and dance too," she added sending out a laugh that sounded like that of a young schoolgirl, yet had the undertone of the waves on a quiet night.

Anthanes just looked at the sylph for a few seconds, eyes narrowed in thought.

Seduction. Definitely seduction. However, as Cyages used to say before S'vatha killed him and took over his position as high priest of Boethiah: Take the benefits, then don't give your enemy what he wants.

Somewhat awkwardly, Anthanes joined the sylph in her dance, though it seems dancing wasn't one of the battlemage's skills.

Niran laughed,

"Idiot," he muttered before turning around, walking straight into part of the ruins, he accidentally tossed the sword into the air, and it came down on him, freezing him in place.

He stood there, with an expression of shock on his face, one that was permanent.

The sylph continued to giggle as she danced with anthanes,

"My my what a good dancer you are, I bet the girls can never get enough of you"

She then began singing the eerie song of the sea, as she danced around Anthanes, slowly wooing him to sleep.

Anthanes smiled slightly, though the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"You'd be surprised..."

"v'laash solenum iridae." , he whispered under his breath, a spell to increase his willpower. Having recently rested and having fortified his willpower, he didn't fall asleep but continued dancing with the sylph. Your sorcery won't work on a battlemage..

(OOC: I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to post later tonight, so just have Celia wake up the others and heal if anyone's hurt or whatever.)

Celia raised an eyebrow at the nymph and Anthanes, but gasped in shock as Niran froze on the spot. Literally!

Running to Niran, she saw that he really was frozen, much too frozen. She could use her hammer, but wouldn't she hurt Niran if she did? She clutched Niran's cold fingers tightly. "Niran, can you hear me?" She bit her lip. "Look, I'm going to get help, m'kay?"

She glanced at Anthanes. He's too preoccupied with that thing. She ran back to where Serene and the others were resting. "Serene, Serene!"

The sylph stepped back and eyed Anthanes,

"Well enough dancing for now my dear." She wandered into the sea only to return carrying a large silver pitcher and two conch shells. She filled them with the fluid from the pitcher and offered one to Anthanes,

"The best drink in all the sae, better than any flin you'd ever drink," she said before drinking from her conch. "Come and sit with me and let us listen to the music of the ocean," she said strocking Anthanes's arm.

"Please deary won't you come," she said placing a finger under Anthanes's chin and lifting it so they were looking eye t eye, then she kissed him.

"If you come I promise i'll do anything you please," she said adding a small laugh at the end.

Out of the corner of her eye she watched the frozen Niran and the sword, then turned her attention back to anthanes.

Definitely seduction...I've never had or even seen a sylph before, however.

Anthanes followed the sylph, a broad grin on his face. He didn't drink from the liquid, making it seem as though he is too occupied with the sylph - which he actually is, in a way.

[ooc: I hope you're not going into details, Megil. ]

OOC:let us hope not.

IC:
The sylph saw Anthanes was not drinking his drink and made a pouty face,

"Why won't you drink sweetheart, I know you really want to. I won't do anything until you have some of my drink. I just know you'll love it. I know how much you love flin."

I am going to regret this.

"v'laash ekrius iridae" , Anthanes whispered under his breath, a little spell to make him resistant to poison. He then smiled a bit at the sylph and took a swig from the liquid."