sasal exitied his stance as he caught the deed. he looked at it for a second and tossed it in the air, then cut it in two

"haha! this is garbage! your entire group has a bounty of well over 1 million! why? its because you were all seen trying to drown a imperial fleet!" sasal stated as he limped to his dragon and pet on his head

(OOC: Getting off right now. Almost bedtime and Monk's on! Oh! My bad. Thought I had put posting up, so pretend this one's after Megil's, please!)


Celia nodded to Sel. "Yes, I'm allright." She shivered at Sasal's behavior. Who knew what that man would do next? She waited for Sasal's reaction..

Megil decided to intercede,

"Actually that was me, so my bounty is now over a million. theirs remain the same since they were not involved."

sasal snaped the arrow lodged in his shoulder and said to megil "ha! i make the rules and you cant prove that you did it, you all are affilliated to megil, so i will tell my superiors that you struck the soldiers first, that will have a nice death warrent on each of your heads!"

soon sasal looked at sel's face and said "ohh dont worry! you will get your trial! "
"in the imperial prison!" laughed sasal, then he coughed blood onto his gauntlets and mounted his dragon

after

Falx looked at Arcyakt before laying down on his bed, "Well friend, the sooner we kill those traitorous(SP) bastards.. the. better.." Falx felt a wave of worry wash over him then spoke as to not rise a question, "Uh.. Whoever stands in our wave shall perish" He said with a nod and then rolled over face down in the cot.

By the gods, these damn feelings I'm getting are ruining me.. I finaly find some friends who know of my past and I'm to worry'd about killing a group of rebels.

The thought quickly was swept away, and sleep overcame him..

"It's only because you're scared to fight me without the help of a fleet, a dragon, or your superiors." Sel spat. "You aren't worth the lowest pits of hell, coward. If I dueled you, I would feel like I was emptying the chamber pot and ridding Tamriel of your filth."

"My, my" Megil said turning to Sel, "someone's feisty."

He then faced Sasal and his dragon, his temper rising. "I wonder why you tell a man who sunk a fleet that you make the rules, when you are half injured with a fairy dragon as protection. I will not have you penalize my friends for something they did not do, I can prove to you it was me, and until this is settled you will not be leaving this island."

Silvery ropes of water shot out of the surf and wrapped themselves around the dragons, wings, neck, and feet tethering it to the ground.

"And if you survive your duel with Sel, then you can go tell the other ordinators to issue a 1 million septim bounty on my name."

oopsies

(OOC: Shouldn't interefere with Megil's post, if it does I'll edit.)

Niran made a grab for the falling pieces of the deed, his eyes wide in shock.

He clutched the two pieces in his hand, not saying a word and standing absolutely still.

Anyone staring directly at him would have noticed the anger burning in his eyes as he slowly turned around.

Dagger in hand, ready to kill.

Osano raised an eyebrow at Falx's strange remark, but dismissed it. "Sleep well, friend," he said before walking towards the steps to get up on deck. Be careful, Arcyakt, old friends are not easily forgotten. he thought towards Arcyakt.

OOC: sasal is in for it, isn't he?
i too have to leave here in a minute

They will be soon. Arcyakt replied telepathically.

He tapped Falx a couple times, making sure he was sound asleep, before putting his hands aruond the imperial's head, filling it with memories of his life - fake memories formulated by Arcyakt.

'Alton' would now recognize Arcyakt, remember Darius' death, and giving the sword to his friend, among other things.

Arcyakt smiled at Osano. "We will be the best of friends when he awakens."

Crap Niran's pissed off again, well at least it isn't at me. I just hope he doesn't get in to trouble with the duel, I think we have more in common then we think

(OOC: Have to post cause I have to go in 5 minutes.)

Niran ran at Sasal, thrusting forwards with his small dagger.

ignore.

Sel intercepted Niran, and with a deft twist of his wrist, Sel's sword sent Niran's dagger flying.

"This is not your fight." Sel said. "It's mine and mine alone."

OOC: damn, today I keep double posting. (crys)

Osano let out a laugh, "Just remember to instill him with some extra power as you did me, or your friendship will be short-lived. So how soon till we reach the 'traitors'?"

Niran kicked Sel hard in the stomach with his boots, then he grabbed him by the shirt and pushed him back.

"Why do you always get in my way," he asked angrily, kicking him again and again.

"It's my fight too, my fight damnit." He shouted hitting Sel on the head with a punch.

Sel stood, a bit shakily - he hadn't quite expected such an outburst.

"Fine." Sel said. "Fight him with your damned dagger and see how much I care when you die."

He had honestly stopped Niran out of concern for his safety, but did it under the pretense of anger towards Sasal.

Megil pulled back Niran.

"Its his fight right now, besides your the one who flaunted that deed at him. i'm sure there's a duplicate somewhere. or you must at least have some document somewhere that links you to the fleet."

He looked at Sasal,

"Besides he is a trained warrior, the only advantage you have is abrupt rage and mood swings, and catching your opponent off guard."

He secured niran in a headlock,

OOC: right missed that

"Hold the line men! Don't let those bastards through!"

"Darius!?"

"Hold steady friend! Here they come!"

"Arcyakt?!"

"Yes, now look, those damn deadra those rebels let loose are charging!"

The battle raged, outnumbered the Imperials fought with their complete strength

"Fall back and regroup! We will hit them again" Screamed Knight Errant Darius

The soldier fled back to the steps of the cathedral

Arcyakt looked around in worry, "Wheres Osano!!?"

In the distance lay the man clutching his leg

"By the Gods, hes still out there. Look! He's takin a strike to the leg. Here, take my sword, I'm going to get him!" Alton handed him the imperial shortsword and lept over the derbis protecting the soldiers...

Falx rolled in his sleep, rubbing his face he settled again.

"Odd.. Where is everyone?" Alton cried, the snow made see'ing anything exetremely difficult.

"Alton! Hurry up! Darius is cut off, the rebels have him surrounded!" Osano gasped, the air was freezing, and it was nearly impossible to breath correctly

"Wheres Arcyakt? I just gave him my sword" Alton asked, noticing that he was carrying a long blade instead of a short one.

"Remeber! He was called away on a special assignment, he hadn't the time to return the sword! Now hurry, Darius is in trouble!" Osano yelled

For what seemed like minutes Alton raced up the mountain. Just as he crested it, and veiwed the battleground a Dunmer thrusted his sword right into Darius' chest. The man slumped to the ground, dead.

"Darius!" Alton screamed as he charged forward and lept over the gap the seperated the rest of the party from their leader. Someone yelled, "Sel! Watch out! Another one!"

"Sel" he thought to himself, "That is the name of my friends muderer.."

Time seemed to slow down as Alton lept, the edge was coming closer, yet it wasnt coming close enough. Alton missed the ledge and fell down, alongside the mountain, dissapearing into the nothingness of the bottom...

It was dark in the cabin when Alton woke up, he sat there and didnt move. Everything was so clear now, Sel would die...

OOC: Sel knocked it away a couple posts up...

sasal dropped to his knees and comforted his dragon as it quietly layed still, then sasal got up and faced sel.

sasal removed his cuirass and took off his blood stained shirt
and took his right boot and tied a bandage to his bleeding leg. then he wrapped some bandages around his shoulder, then to his chest .

soon he poured a bottle of his brothers serum over his wounds, then replaced all his armor in their rightful positions.

sasal stomped with one foot and got in his stance awaiting sel to ready himself

Sel did a series of stretches and rubbed his head where Niran had felt the need to hit it. He tested the edge of his sword, even though he didn't need to - it was always razor-sharp.

He walked towards Sasal until he was standing about ten paces away.

"Ready?" he asked, forming a defensive position.

sasal began to move his sword in a criss-cross then said "im rea...ahh!" and dropped on the floor. "damit! i might lose!" sasal thought

sasal rose from where he knelt and stomped the floor, making a large slab of rock rise from the floor and slashed it into rubble

"lets go." sasal said, then started to circle sel

"ooc: im back"

OOC: Seriously, your guy is not a god or something, no-one can stamp hard enough to break rock

IC: Jonacin watched as Sel moved in on Sasal. He figured Sel could handle this fight easily, but was ready to intervene if he had to

Arneth stood by the side of Jonacin, also ready to move in. He knew it was Sel's fight, but he stood with his sword ready if anything dirty should happen. He didn't notice Megil could need someone to take away the dagger from Niran's grip...

In a burst of rage Niran threw Megil off, spinning around and grabbing him in a headlock. Then he pulled Megil backwards onto the ground before letting go. He kicked the dunmer several times in the stomach before kneeling down and grabbing him by the shirt.

He spit at Megil's face before throwing him down again and walking away. Picking up his dagger as he walked towards Sel and Sasal.

Hopefully that had been enough of a warning for Megil, however if it wasn't Niran wouldn't mind killing the fool.

(OOC: Niran has ebony boots, so ouch. Seriously though, Niran is in a killing mood right now. Wait, isn't he always like that? )

Niran had surprised Megil, and before he knew it, Megil was doubled over clutching his stomach.

"By the god's..." he couldn't finish as he began to cough, splattering blood on the ground before him.

He let out a moan and rolled to his side.

Niran turned around when Megil moaned and grabbed him by the shirt again.

"That's how it feels like you bastarde, except I couldn't even moan in pain!" He shouted angrily.

He threw Megil on the ground and glared at the suffering Dunmer for several seconds before turning around and walking away again.

Arneth looked stunned for what Niran just did. Arneth stepped in front of Niran, his sword was low.

"Dont intefer in the fight Niran, Sasal and Sel are having a duel. One on one, if Sel dies you can by all means attack Sasal with your hands! But not now.. Sasal is here from Sel.." Arneth said to Niran, hoping he would understand but Niran was maybe to angry to hold back...

Niran ignored Arneth, stepping closer to the fight.

(OOC: )

"What do you want to get out of joining the duel Niran?" Arneth questioned Niran...

To kill someone.

Niran shook his head in shock, why did he think that.

He didn't answer Arneth.

"Come on Niran... I've been trained as a fighter in nearly 30 years, I know that only fouls would intefer in such a duel" Arneth said, he could see in front of him all the duels he had won and all the training, and he didn't want Niran to intefer. Sasal would die, either way..

Niran didn't look at him.

Now would be a good time to shutup, Arneth.

Arneth knew Niran was about to do something. He's about to attack some, either me or Sasal.. Arneth held his sword pointing down along side his leg, he walked after Niran in a ten foot distance..

Niran spun around, dagger in hand as he heard someone following.

"Don't come any closer!" He spun back around, and didn't realize how close he was too Sel before it was too late.

His dagger dragged along the dunmer's back before sticking in.

(OOC: I'll wait on Dantrag to post...)

Sel cringed in agony as the dagger slashed through the skin on his back.

Turning swiftly, he saw Niran. "Damn you." he spat. "What the hell did I do to deserve that?"

With no answer coming fast enough, Sel took the dagger from Niran and stuffed it into his own empty dagger sheath.

"The next time you attack me, or anyone in this group, expect death to come swiftly."

"Now that this interruption is dealt with, we can continue the duel." Sel remarked to Sasal.

To everyone else, he said, "Please restrain Niran."

OOC be back this afternoon....

Konrad watched Niran (And the endless autohits...) carefully. "Well, this is going well. You going to attack me next Niran? You going to attack Celia next? Go on....who's it gonna be?"

"No need to make him more angry.." Arneth demanded locking he's eyes on Konrad, he knew Niran was only going to get more angry...

Arneth walked over to Niran and took his dagger, without using as little force as he could.. "If you need a new weapon, I could even by it to you.. but you need to learn to control your emotions" Arneth said before walking over to the campfire sitting next to Celia before looking over to Sel..

"Your alright.. Now the fight is more fair" He said, refeering to Sasal's eariler wounds..

(OOC: Sel took it already . . )

Niran grabbed hold of Sel, spinning him around.

He punched the dunmer across the face.

"Give me back my dagger!" he said grabbing it from Sel's sheath and throwing him to the ground.

Then he headed for Arneth.

OOC: cough Sel took the dagger

IC: Megil managed to stand on his feet, but had to lean against a rock to prevent him from collapsing again. blood dripping down his chin

"I'm afraid there is no hope for him,"

Niran walked towards Arneth, holding his dagger.

"You need to stop telling me how I'm supposed to act, I've had enough of that!"

Turning to Konrad:

"No, not Celia. However, if you don't shutup I'll kill you."

Then he turned to Celia, and laid the dagger at her feet.

"Kwara sina ten'amin." He said before turning towards the rest of the group.

"Quel marth."

Then he wandered off into the wooded area, before pulling a map of Tamriel from his pack.

"Now," he said looking around "How to get home."

(OOC: First he said "Hold this for me." Then he said good luck. Megil should be able to tell the group what he said.)

(If this poses a problem I'll edit.)
York walked down the stairs lighting the lanterns as was his job. Working on such a boat had been a boring job without a doubt, but alas it was what he'd been doing for some time now.

He continued down the stairway searching for someone. A few men sat in the bunk area talking and York stopped and opened the door slowly.

"Hello, I'm quite sorry to bother you but have any of you seen a large nord man around here lately? He hasn't reported for his duties today and the captains starting to worry about him." York said to the men

Celia stood speechless for several moments before picking up Niran's dagger. She was not sure wha Niran had just said, but she was determined to hold onto his dagger and not return it until he had his terrible behavior under control. If he wanted to kill her for that, that was fine with her.

With a small cry, she ran towards Megil, who seemed to be in bad condition. She held out her hands. "Do you wish for me to heal you?" she asked timidly.

Megil watched Niran leave

Good now he can let of some steam without killing all of us

He turned to Celia and managed a feeble smile, before more blood came into his mouth and made Megil gag. He turned to the side and bent over letting the blood out of his mouth. He ran the back of his hand over his mouth in an attempt to wipe the spit an blood away. he turned to Celia.

"Yes that would be nice, those boots of his are painfully hard."

He then caught a glimpse of the necklace around Celia's neck, and though surprised didn't say anything.

OOC: and good entrance kiln

Celia sighed as she started to heal Megil. "I'm not sure what is going on with Niran lately..." She patted the dagger, which she tied tightly to her waist with a piece of cloth. "Well, he is not getting his dagger back until he behaves, that is for sure. And if he kills me, that is just fine with me!"

She pulled out some herbs to help ease the pain. "Hopefully, Sel will manage to defeat whatsishisface," she said softly as she continued healing, "though I'm sure Niran will be even more angier if that happens..."

Megil sat still while Celia healed him.

"After what my mother did to him, I am not surprised by his behavior. It is his fault for throwing the deed at the crazed Sasal."