The hooded man nodded to Serene and stepped back, turning away.

Konrad's eyes grew wide as she pulled him into a hug and he was pushed against her. He laughed slightly, scratching the back of his head. His smile formed intoa suspicious glare as he noticed the man next to him. "You're the guy who killed the guy aren't you?" he asked, his eyes mere slits.

The man stopped in his tracks, and turned around.

"If you refer to to the blasphemer, then yes. It was I."

When Serene spotted Sel enter and then immediately turn around..she realised that she was naked...

"oh..hmm " she muttered grabbing her torn robe and put it on..

"Sel!, did you want something?" she asked in a soft voice

"The daedra are quite selfish, and only do things for people if it means furthering their own cause." Sel said, putting himself into the conversation. If the stranger was an aedra worshipper, no problems should arise. If he worshipped the deadra, well...

He looked to serene. "Yeah, I did, but it can wait, I guess." he said, not wanting to talk about it in front of everyone else.
Mage

Arcyakt was surprised by the fact that a spirit arm could absorb lightning, but quickly recovered, and used a technique he learned years a go to counter Jonacins current slash. The shield around him pulsed outwards, knocking away anoything within a ten foot radius. If he did it again, though, the sheild would dissipate, and it would be some time before he could cast another...

Konrad quirked a brow at the man. "If you say so. He was only talking about the divines. I personally don't believe in any God. Though I definately would if it hadn't been drilled into me." he told him, wary of the man's blade.

He glanced at Serene suddenly realising she was naked as Selentered. He stifled a laugh.

Jonacin was flung backwards by the blast from the pulsing shield, but quickly regained his feet. He began circling the mage, probing his defences with swift attacks

"You faith is all well and nice," Anara said, the words coming out slurred through her muzzle. "But we'd appreciate it if you didn't kill people over it. Or else I'll have to send you to meet your Gods in person."

"I got to get dressed, too much time has passed.....she quickly dressed herself in a shirt and a some worn trousers that she digged out of her pack that someone kindly put in the room for her. the trousers were too big, meant for a considerably bigger person but she just tied a long silk scarves around her waist.


"So Sel.....what was on your mind? and where is Jonacin? And.....who are you? the last remark was directed to the stranger who´s face couldn´t be seen....

The man had Anara pinned against the wall in mere seconds, arms restrained.

"I do not take threats kindly. Anyone willing to speak wrongly of the true gods will meet the ultimate punishment."

Anara smirked. The man was strong, but a Werewolf's strength, coupled with this scenrio, made her plan of attack obvious to her. Anara broke her knee up into the man's groin, hard.

Konrad left the room in silence, his use ended. He went outside and to the walls, sighing inwardly as he watched the struggle between the ever powerful mage and the ansei. He could see why Jonacin had chosen Serene, she was a caring person overall. And, Konrad suspected, her beauty was hard to rival for others her own age. All she needed now was for the soldier to get himself killed. He willed Jonacin on.

"Yeah, I did." Sel asnwered Serene. "Maybe we should leave this stranger to get mauled by Anara?" he asked with a smirk. Making an attempt at humor and hinting at the fact that he wanted to speak with Serene alone at the same time.

Mage

Arcyakt blocked a few of the attacks and dodge the others, even though most couldn't go through the shield if he stood there and let them hit.

He cast a poison spell at Jonacin and backed off, causing a slight pause in the constant battling.

The man stumbled back before collapsing to his knee, his face one of contorted pain. However, his hood stayed on.

After several moments he stood up shakily.

Instead of drawing his sword, he glanced at Sel.

"Mauled, I highly doubt it. I haven't even harmed her and her eyes are bleeding."

Sure enough, Anaras eyes were dripping blood. Looking closely at the mans gloved hand, you could see his fingers twitch a little.

Jonacin grunted and fell to one knee as the poison spell struck him. He gasped as he felt the spell sapping his health, but he refused to be defeated by such a cowardly attack. He forced himself to his feet once more and advanced one Arcyatk. "Even if your spell lasts long enough to kill me, I'll see you dead before it does mage" he rasped through clenched teeth, before charging to the attack once more

Anarahadn't waited fort he man to recover, by the time he had made his annoucement seen had reached him, and by the time his hand twitched she had drawn back his arm. The next secound, however, found the man being driven into the floor like a tent-spike by a brutal punch.

Serene took Sels hand for a moment and asked him to follow her....They went to a small room downstairs and she closed the door behind them.

"Now then my friend..what is bothering you?"

There would have been a loud groan of pain, if the man had remained there.

However, he was standing behind Anara.

"Teleportation is a grand spell, isn't it." He said, smirking this time.

Arcyakt smiled. "You are weakening. Whatever small chance you had of beating me is now gone." he said, not out of cockiness(maybe a little) but out of sheer honesty. He pulsed the shield once more, knocking Jonacin back again.

OOC: HINT: I gave you a perfect weakness.



"About what you said earlier...how could you possibly know that?" he asked.

Jonacin was again pushed backwards, but this time he managed to stay on his feet. He shook his head to clear the dizziness the poison was causing, and saw that Arcyatk no longer had a shield, the pulses must have made it too unstable. "Time to sheathe the sword" he whispered. With a scream that was part rage and part agony, he charged Arcyatk and swung his sword in a massive overhead blow that would be impossible to block

OOC: excuse me was it about Celia was in love with Sel or what exactly do you mean...hmm my memory is good but short i´m afraid!

OOC:you gots it.

The end is near *sniff*

OOC: Dantrag, it's up to you what happens to Arcyatk from my last post

Anara spun grabbing the man's wrist, digging her claws into his flesh, and pulled a amulet from her neck. "Paralyze is better," she stated as the amulet flared, and the man ceased to move.

"Once this wears off, I suggest you get lost. I won't be so merciful. Some servant of the nine you are. You have none of Mara's love and compassion, none of Stendarr's mercy, nor Julianos' Wisdom."

The amulet blew into pieces, striking Anara in the face.

He was mobile again, ignoring the pain in his wrists.

The hooded man did not have a retalitory remark to what Anara said, but he did frown.

"I am no servant. I am a represenative."

Mage

Arcyakt quickly teleported himself back to his extra-dimensional castle, just in time to avoid the blow. He purposefully left the portal open so that Jonacin could walk through.

A voice echoed through the black tunnel, it obviously belonged to Arcyakt.

Come join me... it called, tauntingly.

Serene looked at Sel......

"ah you really did not see did you? That young altmer-girl has been fond o you ever since we climbed that mountain..or even before that!....but she´s just 17 and not so experienced with men..."

"Then she grew even more fond of you as time passed......now she loves you Selinius...but she is not familiar with that feeling....YOU have to guide her, help er..but then again....you are young as well.....

I suggest that if you really want her....go to her, spend time with her...laugh with her,, then time will work for you

Oh yes I could cast a spell on you that would make you irresistible....but don´t you wanna do this on your own? without help?


Serene gently stroke Sel´s chin.......

"You can always come to me you know...if you want to talk to someone"

Jonacin took the brief moment to down a healing potion, and stepped through the black portal, his blade at the ready

"Your representation is incorrect and vile," Anara snarled, she still had her claws dug into the man's wrist. All it took was a forceful squeeze and with a snap, the man's wrist broke, disabling the hand. "Stendarr would be gravely disapointed, as would Mara."

OOC: Selinius?

Sel listened, but didn't say anything about how wrong using a spell like that seemed...

"Right." was all he said before he got up and walked back into the common area.

OOC: Dantrag, could you do a mage post too please? Jonacin just arrived at.............wherever it is

With a glance at his wrist, it fixed and healed.

"Dissapointed? Maybe . . I will not know until I meet them."

He pulled his wrists free of her grasp, allowing her nails to drag along in his skin without flinching.

He rubbed his wrists, healing them again.

"You are a werewolf, apparently. What is your name?"

OOC: Well what´s his full name then? wasn´t it Selinius?

Serene watched him go away...

Darn it..she muttered, he´s so harsh and stubborn.....I wonder.......I just wonder..

Mage

Arcyakt smiled as Jonacin entered; they were standing in the Hall of Mirrors, the ony section in the castle that never changed. (except for Arcyakt's own quarters, of course)

"That was a fatal error." Arcyakt said flatly. "Shall we continue?"

OOC: minque, it's Selenil. lol. Selinius would be a good name for an imperial character though...

"Apparently? I thought the fangs, claws and fur made it blantantly obvious," Anara responded in a bitterly sarcastic tone. "Anara. Yours?"

"Enough talk. We end this now mageling" Jonacin said, as he advanced with his sword raised

"I haven't the faintest idea." The man said, examining the fading scars left by Anara's claws.

OOC Ahhh..of course..hmm



Serene went out for some fresh air....and to see if she could find Jonacin....

"You do not know your name...? How can that be? You seem to be capable remebering you faith, and plently of spells, kept your skill," Anara mused. "Yet. Forgot that. Odd."

Otik finally stood up. "Not The faintest!? you maen you don't know who you are?! lower your hood and we might figure it out, doughtful but mabey"


ooc: sorry will edit mine if it conflicts

"Maybe. I might not even have a name to begin with." The man was reluctant to continue such a conversation, because it ould reveal information about him, he ignored Otik. Why should he lower his hood?

"If you'll excuse me. I must find somone." The hooded figure walked away, looking for Sel.

(OOC: Time for a little evil surprise. )

"So be it, but don't kill another one else, The funeral pyres' smoke from this battle are going to blot out the freaking sun as it is," Anara cautioned.

"Who are you? My mother?" The Man said angrily as he spun around, and before he could stop it, his hood fell.

Mage

Arcyakt was thoroughly enjoying this - challenges weren't given to him often.

He felt his powers growing. This was his place, it fed him, while draining potential enemies of many magical abilities. Arcyakt suddenly felt dumb for not preparing for anything and everything; like an Ansei. this place held no power over that magic.

He flung a mixture of frost and lighting at Jonacin - hopefully the water in the frost would cause a more devastating electric jolt.

Sel

Sel turned around to see the cloaked figure behind him had lost his cover. "Who-what?" he asked.

OOC: is it Niran?

Jonacin flung his arm up to absorb the spell, but it's power was such that a thin sheen of frost coated the remains of his true arm as well as his shoulder. He ignored the cold and charged Arcyatk, determined to finish him off as soon as possible

Konrad glanced down at Serene, slightly shocked at what he had just seen. He covered it, jumping down and running up to Serene. "Ello! I see you've managed to find some clothes." he commented, smiling broadly.

Sel was confused. Why was he hiding? Nobody could ever recognize him. He was nobody famous or notorious. Maybe he thought it was fun to cover his face?

OOC: sorry, I didn't want Niran back

Mage

Arcyakt smiled as he saw that the spell had at least harmed the strange arm.

He stepped aside as Jonacin charged past, and swung down hard towards the ansei's back...

Jonacin spun, and caught the blow on the hilt of his sword. He countered quickly, and opened a small gash in Arcyatk's arm. He leapt away after he did so, remaining at the ready for the next attack

Serene smiled back at Konrad

"yes..as a matter of fact i did find something.....hmm We shouldtry to find something to eat...hopefully all supplies of food are not destroyed

She went inside the inn again to ask for something for them to eat...

Konrad nodded. "Well, Jonacin is a very lucky man, now if you'll excuse me I'm going for a nap." he told her, bowing with a wink then turning and heading up to the silt strider station for a rest.