Had nothing else to do..

Old One: A Mystery Unleashed Playground 26

Otik woke up and looked around.

Hmmm everyones asleep sti- Hey! were the sword go? and Megil, Niran, Celia and Anthanes are gone too.*


Otik jumped to his feet. "dang it I knew I should have stayed for the party" he chucled. He started to run twards the front door and then remembered that He had no idea to get out. the he remembered that stone Megil tossed at the front door . he consintrated on it for a little and then he found his way out "feeling" for the rock.

When he got to the front door all he saw Niran covered in Ice and no-one else to be seen. Otik ran up to Niran and started hacking at the ice with his dagger.


*if I missed someone my bad

OOC: about time.

IC: Megil woke up to the sound of seagulls and the morning sun. he stood up and began to remove the sand from his clothing. He picked up his bow and strapped it to his back, then began to search the island for driftwood to get a fire started for breakfast.

About an hour later he had walked around the island and was carrying a stack of driftwood. He approached the door to the shrine and set the wood down as he watched Otik swing at the ice surrounding Niran.

"Ah, good to see someone else is awake, we can get breakfast started then. Oh and don't worry about him, we can figure out what to do with him after breakfast, besides with your hacking you may end up cutting into his frozen flesh."

(OOC: I thought the weapon turns the thing it hits to ice, not freezes it, do you want to kill him!??)

Anthanes got up from under his tree, stretching.

"Gooooooooood mornin----Hey! What's going on with Niran?"

Still somewhat groggy, the battlemage walked over to Niran and the others.

"This doesn't look good."

"Ah good morning Anthanes"he said seeing the battlemage stretching.

Megil was just setting up stones around the fire pit when Anthanes made the comment about Niran,

"Well of course it's not good, the man managed to cut himself with that horrible blade, as far as I'm concerned he deserved it for his stupidity."

Megil watched the battlemage examine Niran,

"there's nothing we can do at the moment, if you want you can kindle the fire for us, and do something productive instead of staring at that frozen statue"

Anthanes frowned. "Everything magical has a way of undoing it. Let's see..."

The battlemage's mind filtered through the library of spells that he knew.

"Give it a rest, man. I doubt any spell in that head of yours can shatter that enchanment, If anything you will probably make things worst by breaking him or something."

Megil said he continued to prepare the fire pit, by laying the wood out, he then turned back to Anthanes,

"We are all worried, but I find that it is usually better to think on a full stomach."

"Hmm. Maybe a maximized dispelling spell, along with a potent spell to give him resistance to frost..." Anthanes sighed.

Hang on in there, Niran. I'm not going to leave you like that or my name is not Anthanes No-Last-Name-Known!

Jonacin had wandered around the shrine for some time before settling down in a secluded alcove to sleep. When he woke the next morning, he resigned himself to the fact that he was never going to find Serene on his own in the mazelike shrine, so he went back out onto the beach to see Celia and Anthanes standing around the ice statue that had been Niran, and Otik and Megil trying to light a fire.

OOC: He's still carrying the sword, and [deity] help anyone who tries to take it off him

Celia walked back to the outside of the ruins. "Er, Serene is still sleeping, and I really do not wish to wake her..." She noticed Megil, Otik and Anthanes outside and approached them.

"Perhaps, you guys know what to do about it?" she asked, hopeful. Megil and especially Anthanes seemed to have a diversity in magic skills, so maybe one of them will figure out a solution...

Anthanes nodded to Celia, deep wrinkles of thought surrounding his eyes.

"Hmm, well, first of all we need to heighten his resistance to frost. Then we are going to need a very powerfull dispelling spell, and most likely a health-restoring spell immediately after that. I can only provide the dispelling, I fear, and even then it might not be powerful enough."

Megil stood up from the firepit, which he had lit with a minor spell and went over to Anthanes and Celia,

"and without bursting you bubble, immunities and resistances cast upon their objects are preventativ measures. a frost resistance spell cast on ice will not make the ice melt, just protect it from further frost damage. Also he was touched by an enchanted item, and is himself not enchanted therefore I see no point in a dispelsion spell. It would take a god to bring this man back to our world"

Megil sneered, "Pity Stendarr showed him no mercy and prevented the incident"

Celia frowned. "You mean there's no other way Niran can be cured?" Immediately, she felt sorry for Niran, especially in his situation. But, she was also confused.

Why didn't Stendarr help Niran prevent this? Was he really merciful doing this to Niran?

She stepped slowly forward, biting her lip, trying to not cry for Niran. Poor, poor Niran... No one deserves to be frozen like this.

She tentatively touched a hand onto his shoulder, her heart almost breaking. He could never explore nor fight ever again...

Her eyes as well as her hands started glowing a soft blue color as tears fell down her cheeks. "Niran..." she whispered softly, but her kind voice was altered to that of an older woman.

Anthanes sighed. "Wrong. Very wrong. Hmm...Be right back."

Anthanes ran off into the ruin, returning a few minutes later carrying a heavy chest. Dropping it on the ground, he opened it to reveal a great many scrolls.

"I'm sure there's something in there that'll help. I've been hording these ever since I found out I could cast spells...That was, what, seventeen years ago? Anyway."

Anthanes dug his nose into the chest, muttering things that would prolably make sense to someone who has devoted their life to the arts of magic.

[ooc: If it conflicts, will edit]

IGNORE... my bad

Megil watched as Anthanes went into the ruins and carrier out a chest.

"Where, in the bloody hell did you get that thing," he asked. while Anthanes mumbled, and dug into his chest Megil turned to watch Celia who was beginning to do strange things. Megil just stood and watched as celia's eyes and hands began to glow.

"uh, anthanes have you any idea what she's doing"

ah crap -_- so did not mean to do that .

"maybe if the cryogenic vortex strea----what? Oh." Anthanes loooked up. "Errm, no. What're you doing, young lady? I've never seen a spell like that before."

Unless it's not a spell.

Celia laughed, thought it was not her own laugh, but it was warm nonetheless. "I am not quite young as you think, but thank you very much for the compliment..." She glanced sadly at Niran as she continued to glow. "Why, Stendarr? Why would you do such a thing?"

"Errm..." Temporary divine possesion maybe? Happened before to others.

"Care to explain who exactly are you, m'lady, who is using Celia as a vessel?"

Celia glanced at him with surprise. "Oh! So you do notice me, mage..." She smiled through her tears. She curtseyed. "I am Mara, if that will ring a bell, and I hope to help this young man with his dilemma, if you do not mind." She placed her glowing hand onto Niran's shoulder, inspecting him.

Jonacin watched in interest as Celia began to give off a blue glow.

Looks like another case of divine possession

He stayed where he was, content to watch and see what happened

"Mara, hmm...Any way I can be of assistance?"

Wonder who's next to be possesed and by whom.

"Celia" tapped her chin thoughtfully, then after a few moments, she respectfully turned to the mage. "Yes, I think I can reverse this enchantment... However, I will have to be careful, since it will most likely drain my host's energy and strength..." She paused and asked Anthanes politely.

"Do you have a spell that dispells traps? This enchantment seems to have many traps, and I do not wish to exhaust my host anymore than I need to..."

OOC; only time will tell. I have yet to be possessed.

"hmm it seems the gods do hear the calls of mortals. well Mara while you take care of this insipient fool i'll be preparing breakfast. Perhaps you would like to dine with us this fair morning,"

He turned his attention back to the fire, which was coming along nicely, the hot flames flicking at the sky. He placed the spiced meats that Otik had prepared into the fire, and using a rather flat rock, also began cooking some gull eggs he had found that morning.

"Hmm...Dispel traps....Dispel traps..." Anthanes dug into his chest of scrolls, muttering. A few moments later he raised a scroll triumphantly.

"Kheroth's Remove Traps...This'll do it. Just give me the word, your divine-ness."

"Celia" curtseyed once again. "Oh, I do have confidence in your magic, mage, but it will probably be abit exhausting even for a powerful mage like you, so be prepared..." She spread her hands in front of her and the glowing intensified. "I shall start the reversal process, so prepare for the traps, which will spring the moment I start!"

She closed her eyes, and she felt a piece of ice slowly melting. However, she felt the painful effects of the traps through her vessel. She winced. "I suggest you better start disarming, mage!"

Otik was watching this in disbelief.

another case in two days!? man this is weird


"uhh I donn't know but is there anything I could help with" Otik smiled weakly


(OOC: thanks for making it so I wasn't just standing around

Megil I might just leave now lol)

Anthanes narrowed his eyes as he began to read the daedric text on the scroll.

"V'laash merikhae saldraemeth, szessham!"

Anthanes gritted his teeth, preparing himself for a lot of pain.

Megil looked at Otik,

"I doubt you can help unless you are skilled at magic, which i don't believe you are. But you can check the meat so make sure its not getting burned, if you are feeling useful." megil said.

He didn't really care what happened to Niran

OOC: and no prob soulseeker, I figured you coulod just be preparing breakfast *whips his whip* whapish! to work slave JK

"ok fine" said Otik as he walked over to the fire, fliping the meat and then returning around to watch the process

"Celia" smiled as the ice continued to thraw. "There's some progress!" But, she grimaced as a shockwave of pain and fire went through her. Heat was emmitting from the ice, and she slowly felt her fatigue and strength being drained. The trap-spells were leaking out fast and seemed to come one after another.

The road was pale grey, a mixture of a multitude of dirt and muck. Absolutely wonderful of you were some critter looking for dinner, absolutely revolting if you had to walk on it. But, even with all the smells and occurances of the land, Falx stilled couldn't keep from letting his mind wrestle with itself.

20 yards off he spotted a decaying log that had falled out of the nearby woods. Noting the diming light, Falx decided to call it home for the night...

"V'laash solenum akraeth...there, should be done. No problem...at....all...unh."

With that, Anthanes fell to the ground unconscious.

"Celia" grinned as the traps started fading. "Oh, quite an excellant job, mage!" she praised, despite the fact that the mage had collasped. Her eyes stayed intent on the half-frozen Niran.

There were still a few stray spells, but they were harmless ones. "All right, almost finished..." After several moments, Niran was fully thawed. "There!" She smiled, sastisfied.

Then, the glowing disappeared from Celia's eyes and hands. Celia pressed a hand to her head. "Oh, dear! I feel so---" she fell to the ground, drained of most of her energy and health.

(OOC: Got to go! Not sure if I'll be back to post some more before bedtime.)

Megil turned to see Anthanes passed out and Celia getting very close to passing out,
he went over and dragged Anthanes near the fire, and helped Celia to a seat. he walkd down to the shore and made a sphere of water, which he then had burst over Anthanes hoping to wake him up.

"Just rest you two." he told them, checking on breakfast..

Snow fell around the rotted log making a large tubular mound on the roadside. Falx sat there for a while, and figure that the possibility of there being town with some distance of him was knull and decided upon resting instead.

As cold as the snow was it felt like a warm blanket to Falx's dulled senses. Slowly he drifted asleep . . .

"well I think breakfast's ready you want some?"

OOC who's Falx?!?

OOC: see the planning thread

IC: He turned to Otik,

"Yah of course, pass me some"

he said before turning his attention back to the two exhausted companions.

"Ah what do are we going to do with these two? I've heard of mage exation and it is serious. we need to take care of these two, well celia at least, pronto. Oh and here's you portion."

OOC: just read that, my bad.

Niran shivered, damn he was cold, but how?

Slowly, as the events came back to him he remembered everything that happened before he was frozen.

He saw Celia, she didn't look well, and he walked tiredly over to her, after all, he had been standing all night.

Without thinking he put out a hand out and ran it through her hair,

"What happened?"he asked Megil.

"You were the typical fool, and froze yourself solid with the sword even after I warned the others of its powers, but you oviously wouldn't listen and had to see for yourself. Celia here, with the help of Mara, felt you needed to be saved and brought you back, draining all her energy. But I guess that really does not matter to you" he replied spitefully. He had had enough of Niran at this point.

Megil took his portion and began eating it.

Otik swallowed down laughter and asked Niran "soo, are you ok? you had better start praying to mara, thankin' her for what she did to ya, and do ya want something to eat?"

"There was nothing funny about what I said," he said quite frankly, before continuing to eat his food.

"You lot get in so much trouble," Fenris remarked, exiting the shrine. "Ugh...damn hellhole province," he muttered. "Frickin' hot." He looked at the others, shrugging.
"So, whats for breakfast?"

Niran's eyes shown with anger,

"What do you mean doesn't matter, you bastarde - you have no idea how I feel for her." Turning his attention back to Celia, he took hold of her hand and squeezed it lightly.

I'm sorry, Celia . . . you cold've just left me that way.

"I do," he said, "or perhaps it would seem you would care for her, somewhere deep within that callous thing you call a heart. Yet for these emotions for her it seems you have caused nothing but sadness and remorse"

He said taking another bite of his food, after he had swallowed he continued.

"Instead of walling yourself up in a cell of self pity and hatred, Maybe you should open up and realize too, just how much she cares for you"

"oh hey Fenris isn't it? were having spiced meat and gull eggs. want some?"

"...gull...? Since when did morrowind have anything but cliffracers in the skys?" Fenris asked, walking over. "Spiced meat of what?"

"about the gull ask Megil, don't be surprised if he snaps at you, hes arguing with Niran; and about the spiced meat, just try it, you'll like it"



(OOC: I don't know lol)