Niran had crept down to the shore and swum a small bit out, though the waters were rough.

Diving down, he recovered the sword and sheathed. Then he swam back.

Now he had a sword at least.


(OOC: MWAHAHAHA! )

Damn that Niran he ruined my plans, ah well he will jsut ahve to be involved now

Niran was launched skyward as a pillar of water threw him into the air. a thin tendril sprang out of the water and as if alive wrapped itself around the sword and peeled it fro Niran's grasp and sheath.

the tendril then came speeding towards Megil and moonblade only to stop directly in between them, Megil grasped the swords handle and said "Why thank you," the tendril returned to the water.

As for Niran the pillar slowly dropped down and set him down gently on the shore.

He held the sword by the blade, handle towards moonblade. "I believe this is yours"

"Listen" Jace said while standing up "I have fought bandits before, and you are no bandit. If you sank these ships then I would at least like to have a reason. A fighter of your caliber doesn't just kill for no reason, your skill is refined. I am done fighting because obviously I have been lied to... I'm not even sure if you truly have a bounty on your head, and if I'm not out too kill who I belive I'm out to kill then I do not wish to senslessly fight."

At that moment the Moonblade crackled with energy as the hilt combusted into blue flame.

(OOC: only Jace can wield the Moonblade. The fire is magic, its harmless but very painful.)

Niran's eyes were wide but his facial features turned from one of shock to annoyance.

He walked up to Megil, and kicked the Dunmer in the groin.

He then pulled an arrow from Megil's quiver and broke it in two, before throwing the pieces on the ground.

Then he walked away.

Jace accepeted the blade "You have fought with more honor than any outlaw I have come across. Just what is your real name and why did you sink these ships?"

OOC: had you let moonblade get it, it would have been him instead of you

IC: Megil collapsed in pain, when Niran kicked him, his face a grimace of pain and surprise.

Of all the....arg... he does the most cowardly move in the book, damn him

"Gwah...Damn him...that queer coward" was all he could say for several minutes,

He eventually was capable of standing up again though he was still grimacing in pain.

"So what were we talking about again. Ah yes, well my name is the same as the one given to you. now the reason for sinking the fleet. well they came searching for a fellow companion and swarmd the island with orc battlemages, dremora, and dragons. i tried to send them away in self defense, but they instead fled and tried to use my spell to sink the island. i turned it around and sank the ships." Megil replied, excluding mention of the sylphs.

(oops... damnit didn't mean to make that next post... ignore this)

"Obviously you are not a bad person" Jace smiled "I understand that perhaps I was sent here by a personal enemey of yours? None the less you have bested me in combat to an extent and thus I will gladly offer my services as a warrior to you and your party"

"Hmm well, we have no objections to you joining the group, just watch out for Niran. as you saw he is quite eomtionally unstable." Megil said, and headed back to the camp.

The storm was clearing up now.

Jace was both confused and disoriented at this strange turn of events and felt ashamed for making such a fool of himself. He sheathed his blade and followed Megil back to what looked like a camp.

After helping konrad into the shrine, Otik stepped out side and returned to his place at the camp.

"Oh um Hello" said Jace quietly as he stepped into the camp "I'm Jace Moonblade.... I have decided to join your group and help in any way I can"

"Say... umm.. Just what am I helping you do?"

Otik eyed Jace over, "Hey and you are helping us over-thow the empire and assasinate all of those that have done us wrong in the years and to remove all debts from our names" said Otik trying to keep a strait face.

Sel laughed as he watched the events unfold - Megil was now an experienced warrior, and this "moonblade" didn't seem to be the brightest fellow. An act? He shrugged because it didn't really matter.

He began walking into the shrine before he noticed Sasal lying on the ground. He didn't notice that he had actually hit the crazed dunmer...

"Come on in once you're ready to move." he said with a wink as he walked into the shrine to find Serene.

"!!!!!" Blasted though Jace's mind "Oh-ho-oh.... I seeee.." said Jace as he silently thought to himself he has taken up with a bunch of crazy people "I'm not sure If can do thaaaat"


"Saaaaay, your not messing with me by any chance because.... well... I don't really think I could help you with that all that well"

"Ah yes, and welcome to Hell" he said slapping Moonblade on the back, playing along, for now.

" Yes well ummm" Jace stuttered out obviously stalling while looking for good escape routes.

Niran walked into the shrine as well, covering his mouth as he coughed several times.

"Do watch out for the horde of mudcrabs on you way out," Megil said raising his eyebrows then let out a little laugh. "They will take over all of vvardenfell you know"he added in as madmanish(just amde up the word lol) of a voice as he could make.

He waited to see if Moonblade would figure out they were messing with his mind.

"You alright?" Sel asked Niran as he walked into the shrine coughing. "That cough doesn't sound too good."

"Well, I'll... uh I'll try" said Jace nervously but somewhat catching on.

"You know... something leads me to belive your not being completly serious about this"

"I'm fine," Niran said, following Sel from several feet behind, covering his mouth and coughing again.

Sel shrugged. "Suit yourself." he said before separating himself from Niran to go speak with one of the ashlanders.

He whispered something and handed the old dunmer a few septims, and the elderly ashlander presented Sel with a silver longsword.

Sel nodded his thanks to the man before thinking about what he had just done. Was it smart to give Niran any kind of weapon? Yes, he decided. He would rather be attacked outright, rather than the random punches Niran seemed to throw.

That way, Sel wouldn't feel bad about drawing a sword on him.

He walked over to Niran and held out the sword hilt to Niran. "Don't expect to get another." he said, waiting for Niran to take it.

"well you aren't as supid as that last guy that walked though here. Well i'm not to keen on letting you into the group as you just tried to kill one of uor memebrs but if Megil can forgive you enough well, I guess i can get used to it."

Otik stuck out his hand "welcome aboard"

Jace gladly accepeted the handshake "Hey, you don't have to worry about me" he replied finally realising he was being messed with "I was misled to belive you were all a bunch of bandits, and I was pretty poor at the time and needed the gold."

Then Jace stopped and thought for a few seconds

"Oh wait... I'm still poor....."

Niran nearly refused . . he definitely didn't want to be in debt to Sel.

Instead, he took hold of it, and swirled it about.

He handn't used a silver longsword for nearly a decade.

Niran grinned, ever since he busted into those Nord's house and had it taken from him.

"Thanks," he said searching around in his small bag for somethin in return. He pulled a random piece of paper out and handed it to Sel, not even paying attention to what it said.

(OOC: It was a love letter for Faili, he was going to visit her before all this happened.. Perhaps Sel would want to return it.)

"Not to worry, I think most of us here, don't have much money. but together we make due, so I wouldn't worry about money."

OOC: umm dunno lol, somehow i thought we were all in teh shrine. will edit

OOC: when did megil get inside to witness the giving of the sword?

Sel looked at the note out of curiosity. "What the hell is this?" he asked. "Who is Faili?"

Suddenly realizing what it was, he folded it up and handed it back to Niran. "I thought you were repaying me or something." he said with a laugh.

"yes we are all poor but i'm a good hunter, with the help of Hircine and Megil and I can cook so i think we get along alright. Oh and by the way, my name's Otik"

Niran's eyes widened and he grabbed the note from Sel, tearing it into several pieces and throwing it on the ground before smothering it with his muddy boots. Making it impossible to read.

"Shutup-don't tell anyone-" Niran was cut off by a fit of coughs, and he leaned against the wall of the ruin as he covered his mouth.

"It's very fine and well sitting here and chatting but shouldn't we be doing something?" Jace said anxiously "And just what is that?, I don't believe I was told earlier"

Sel raised an eyebrow at Niran's outburst.

Why the hell did he even give it to me? he asked himself.

When Niran went into a fit of coughing, Sel stood there, unsure of what to do.

"You said you were alright." he said. "I'll take your word for it." he added before walking off to find Serene.

Niran collapsed to a sitting position and took several deep breaths, before leaning his head back.

"Darn it . . ."

"Ah yes, well the task is to bring down a deranged mage who has some plans to do something that we aren't entirely sure what it is that he intends to do." Megil told moonblade, "And we were just getting ready to leave after the storm outside is over."

"I see, evil wizards is it? That reminds me of my brother.... though I don't think he's evil.... just really evil" said Jace "I'm willing to help

OOC: got to go! Bye!

Niran stood up and continued farther into the shrine, following Sel from even farther a distance.

Celia gently patted Serene's hand as she sat on the floor next to the Imperial woman. Serene had been sleeping for some time now, and Celia was starting to get worried. However, she tried to assure herself that perhaps Serene was simply exhausted. "Yes, that's it," she whispered as Serene continued sleeping.

Celia's ears picked up loud coughing coming from a distance and stood up. Sounds like someone's been in the rain for too long, she thought. Then she heard several footsteps approaching. Here comes the rest of them... Hopefully, Niran is less crazy...

Fenris nodded to Celia as he entered the shrine, his heavy mail boots thudding dully against the stone floor of the shrine. With a exhausted sigh he slumped down on a broken hunk of stone, as if it were a chair. "We gotta get moving soon, the group always gets rowdy if we stay in one place to long," he said.

Sel continued his path, and soon came upon Celia and Serene.

"Well hello." he greeted, but immediately quieted his voice as he noticed that Serene was still asleep. "Are you okay?" he asked Celia. He had been worried ever since he saw her storm back to camp...

OOC:Yay!!! New people...darn they're good guys...

York sat up, rubbing his throbbing head, the last thing he remembered was that he was sitting in a chair and drinking the captain's brandy. The pain in his head was either a hangover or when he fell asleep while leaning back in the chair.

He stood, and walked out on deck searching for his companions,

"I'll be happy when I get off this blasted ship..." York sighed and continued looking

Something is wrong we should've arrived by now... York thought as he continued searching for the others.

OOC:When are we gonna arrive?

Niran continued standing, but he didn't look at Celia.

Let's hurry up and leave then.

as the rain seaped into his armor and soaked the bandages apon sasal body, he layed with his face down and said to sel as he walked away: "can you at least let my dragon go? id rather it die by nature than by some bandits and a bafoon of a warrior"

OOC: pretend this is before all my other posts....

Sel shrugged and released the dragon, honoring Sasal despite the fact that he called him a buffoon.

"I'll come back with a healer." he said as he walked into the shrine.

OOC: after my last post....

Sel looked at Celia. "Do you mind helping Sasal? He's dying outside - I honestly tried to miss him, and somehow, my sword got him."

Mage

Arcyakt had gone below decks to get a bit of sleep, and he awoke to see that land was nearby. In a matter of minutes, they were walking off the boat and into the small town of Seyda Neen.

Konrad was lain, unconscious again, behind the healers. He again mumbled something about Mara and Azura, but they were the only words decipherable.

York rushed downstairs to gather his belongings as the group stepped off the boat and into the small port village of Seyda Neen. He collected his belongings and said his goodbyes to the sailors before climbing back up the stairs.

Finally, off on an adventure...like in my younger days...

York ran down to catch up with Arcyact,

"How long are we gonna stay here?" York asked

Mage

"For as long as it takes to leave." Arcyakt replied as he walked through the town.

Rycarin opened his eyes. He was still in the Balmora Fighter's Guild. He stood up, and strapped on his equipment. Rycarin looked around, no one was in the bedroom anymore, as they had probably left to do missions. He walked out of the room, and up to the entrance. There, he met one of the Fighter's Guild members.

"Hi there, what time is it?", Rycarin asked and smiled. "Oh hello there, it's almost noon, why do you ask?", she said. "Oh, I'm leaving Balmora for the time being. Would you be so kind to leave a message to Shakur, and try to get in contact with me when he gets back? I'll be headed to Ebonheart." "Alright. Have a nice journey.", she said, and walked away.

Rycarin walked out the door, and looked up at the sky. It was cloudy, but he could take the siltstrider most of the way, and just walk a little bit. Deep inside, he was hoping to get some action, as the last few days had been utterly boring.

Rycarin walked up the stairs to the small Siltstrider platform, where he was met by a rather skinny rider. "Good day to you, where do you want to go?", he asked with his rugged voice, obviously used alot during the years. "I'll go to Vivec. Please.", Rycarin said and smiled. The rider simply nodded and showed Rycarin to the Siltstrider, as if he was blind. Rycarin sat down inside, and leant back, anticipating the bumpy ride.

Celia raised at Sel's strange (to her, at least) request. "I'm fine, and Serene's sleeping quite heavily lately, but I must ask if you're allright... Why in the world would you help an enemy...?" She paused and then sighed.

"I might as well ask myself why I bother healing ungrateful peoples all the time..." Her eyes glanced in Niran's and Konrad's direction as she said so.

Growling softly, she briskly (and quietly so as not to wake Serene) stalked annoyedly out of the room to the passage-way leading to outside.

As she got close to Sasal, she kneeled beside him. Several seconds of awkward silence went by before Celia spoke up. "Here is the plan: I heal you," she said sharply as she held out her hands, "and you leave us alone, m'kay? I have too much of a headache and not enough sleep to be a good girl right now, just so you are warned..."

Healing slowly, Celia concentrated as her head pounded mercilessly.

Sel had followed Celia outside, just to be there if Sasal tried anything.

He hadn't forgotten what he had tried to do to Celia, and had no idea why he felt the need to have Sasal healed. It was something he just couldn't explain.

OOC: Sel's going soft....AND I HAVE MY LICENSE!

Brief intermission at #200.

Continued here.

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