En'Fel

They passed out of site of Valenvaryon without incident. Ganfi attempted to persuade En'Fel to stop, as it was now deeply into dusk and visibility was becoming worse. En'Fel, however, argued the moon was bright tonight and they had a late start in the morning so they would stop at the urshilaku camp. Furthermore, he said, they would wait until the morning to present their dilema to Urshilaku, as it would greatly lessen their chances of sleeping in a bed that night.

They found the Urshilaku camp about three times the size it used to be. Many of the Ashlanders that wandered around camp that night wore armor and wielded their weapons, like guards. Spears and bows lay on the sides of Tents.

Many of the Ashlanders stared uneasily at them as they entered the camp. En'Fel advised his followers to wait outside as he entered the Ashkhan's yurt.

"Sul-Matuul, I presume?" he asked.

"You are a Zainab warrior," Sul-Matuul responded, away in his bed.

"I ask for your blessing to stay the night in your camp."

"And without it?" Sul-Matuul wondered.

"I will leave," En'Fel answered.

"Would you?"

"No," En'Fel admitted.

"No, I can tell, you do not take no. Stay the night."

"Thank you," En'Fel bowed, and left.

"We have the night," he informed his comapnions. The four of you find a tent that is willing to host a party of six. Akar, you must come with me to the Wise woman's yurt."

Kiln looked at him for a moment and walked back to where the boy was sitting.

"I'll be back soon. I'd like it if you'd stay here, but if you must leave then go ahead." Kiln said to the boy

He walked back to Val and stood there for a moment, looking him over.

If he tries anything...there are enough of my men to protect themselves...

Kiln left the fort and led him some distance away to their base, knowing that he'd made a dangerous decision to bring him here.

He opened the door and stepped into the underground area, watching Val carefully as he led him deeper into the tunnels. Kiln was annoyed that there were no guards in the tunnelway to keep watch.

As he led Val into the first room he looked at the wooden floor made from cheap planks. The walls and ceiling of this place were hollowed out dirt like in any tunnel. There was a wooden platform rising above the rest where he could hear a few of his men talking, he climbed the makeshift stairway and spotted his captain.

"Sir, you've returned." the captain said somewhat surprised, they hadn't expected him back for some time

"Why are there no guards in the tunnels West? Who is keeping people from wandering in here?" Kiln asked in an annoyed tone

"Sir, they're just being pulled for a break...they will return shortly...I am sorry." West said

"Don't worry about that...it's not all that important." Kiln said

Val came up the stairs and West pulled his blade. Kiln noticed him and held his arm out in front of his captain.

"Hold, this man is not to be harmed. Explain to him our situation and he is to be instated as a low ranking officer." Kiln demanded

"Sir, may I speak with you in private?" West asked

Kiln stepped a few feet away and stared at his officer.

"Who is this guy? Can we trust him?" he asked seriously

"It is my wish that he be instated as an officer." Kiln said

"But sir, what if he's a spy for the houses? I don't think we should..." he asked

"It is not your job to make decisions for me West...I respect you as a friend and officer but this is not your call." Kiln said

"Yes sir, I appologise...I will send him with the others." West said

"Good, make sure he knows exactly whats going on...I'll be leaving again soon. I have business to tend to." Kiln said

Kiln turned and left, back to the fort to speak with the boy. After a few minutes he entered the fort to check if he was still there.

OOC:Sorry about the length, this one had to be long.

Akar

What was this place? All of a sudden, he got special invitations in every camp. Something seemed amiss...

"Fine." he said, following En'fel.

Val approached the man to listen to the situation.

An officer? This was unexpected.

It was indeed unexpected. Val was hoping to see a large camp, consisting of well maintained tents and patrolled by guards britling with weapons and armor. Not a dirt cave with a few dozen people as starved as himself...

OOC: Will dissapear for a while. I might not post again for some time but I guess we'll just have to be patient and see.

Falx

"Go ahead Abulard, send the package to Megil. You know where, the hall of justice."

Abulard promptly deliverd the goods and the letter.

Falx poked the fire a bit with his fire stick and sat down, staring methodically into it, "So.. it begins.."

Raxle O'Conner

The son set down into the shadow of Red Mountain, casting an mad glare across Gnisis.

"Go in pairs of two, move silently and undetected." Raxle paused for a moment, "Are you all ready?"

The group of ten nodded their hands in unanymous agreement, "Good, let's go.."

Demetrii and Holgar' took the front, an odd couple but extremely effiecient. Holgar, being the sneakest of the pair, aproached the first guard. Whos back was turned to them.

Whether the sudden surge of adreline finally kicked in, or he just went crazy in his footing, the small imperial man slipped on a rather large rock, causing quite a bit of noise. The guard took notice of the sound and went to call for help, but before the sound could leave his throat, a spear from Holgar's side peirced right into the guards heart.

The fallen Demetrii got back up and waved the rest of the group up. Raxle called him over, "Nice job hamster lover, way to fall on your face."

Demetrii grinned, "What are you talking about, we planned that"

"Whatever, get everyone to the guard tower. And remeber, there are at least two more guards there, try not to get us all killed?"

Endris stepped lightly in the manor, circling the room. He eyed everyone and from judging by how the Ansei reacted earlier, the woman who Endris originally attacked was Serene. His invisibility spell was a strong one, it would last for a long while as long as it wasn't interupted.

Jonacin stood still, ready for anything. He knew the assassin had cast an invisibility spell rather than chameleon, so he couldn't do anything but move around, and he also knew he hadn't left the room. It was only a matter of time now

En'Fel entered the Wise woman's yurt and looked around.

"What may I do for you?" asked Nibani Maesa.

"I need consel," En'Fel informed her.

"Oh, oh yes of course. Please, sit down."

En'Fel looked at Akar, the moved over and sat down infront of Nibani.

"You look quite distrot," said Nibani.

"It's... my people. We are at war. I don't know what to do and I try to be strong for my companions but it seems impossible. I need help, and no one will say yes, no one will help me," he rambled.

"Well, perhaps it is what Zainab deserves for refusing to help Urshilaku during our famine."

"You are doing quite well now."

"Yes, but not with your help."

"No, I know, but I mean, we can't defeat the Telvanni by ourselves."

"You don't have to do. Listen closely. Winning this war is your personal agenda, and your people's. All you have to do, however, is survive and rebuild your culture."

"But war, war is going to sweep across the lands."

"And who told you this?" Nibani asked.

"Oh... I guess I told myself."

"Precisely. You are a strange spirit, one who feeds on conflict, and though I understand your request for help, you are doing it for yourself, not for your people."

"Well, you have men to spare. They burned our food, we have gorilla warriors risking their lives everyday to harvest the crops and slay some animals. If we could have more men, we could push the boundary back."

"How many of Zainab are left?"

En'Fel considered this. "Forty to fifty maybe."

"Then perhaps in a year we will have room for you. That is what I can convince our ashkhan to give you."

"We will not retreat from--"

"You see? We will not involve ourselves in your war. We will extend a hand for your survival, but not your war."

En'Fel looked like he was about to explode, but he calmed himself. "Akar, consult with her about your mother. I'll be asleep wherever our friends found a place." He left Akar.

OOC: REd how bout you get the package for me, you now safety reasons O.o

IC: Megil exited the office, and adressed the hall once again,

"Okay peple, we ahve him cornered, he is in the construction zone, blow the horn, no point in leaving everyone locked inside."

people bega to run around, delivering messages, the newspaper interviewer had aalready arrived, megil saw them and let out a sigh.

Just what I need

He went to look for Darus.

"Sorry about that." Akar said to Nibani. "He is going through a troubled time."

He stood up and began walking out of the yurt.

"He is right though. You don't need visions from spirits to come to the conclusion that has has come to."

With that said, he followed En'fel outside. "What now?" he asked. "Maybe if we could find someone that is a friend to some of the tribes, then we could have him speak to the leaders..." he suggested.

"No, she's right," En'Fel whispered, as though it was difficult to say. "If I were really concerned with my people's survival, I would allow them to retreat here, and give the Grazelands that my people have lived at since the beggining of time.

"You know, before the Dunmer ruled this land and split it into factions, and before Red Mountain spread diseases, there were many more Ashlander's and we were much larger. There were tribes all over Vvardenfel. Then the "civilized" Dunmer started towns on this island, and they squeezed us. Zainab has held onto the Grazelands. Zainab has been a strong, proud people. Our Ashkhan is a fat fool but our culture is the richest of all the Ashlanders, and we are the proudest fighters in all of Morrowind. I don't want to see that age end. I am clinging to that idea. Things must change though, and the time of Zainab appears to be ending.

"Anywasy, you were not in there long enough to receive some real counsel about your mother, so what is it you really want? I owe you a debt. Please, just tell me what you want."

Murmandamus
Murmandamus had been on a regular patrol when he spotted a thief trying to break into a shop. The thief was fairly inept, and was doing a very bad job of it. He grabbed the thief and restrained him. "If you insist on breaking the law, you should at least try to be a little less conspicous" he sadi to the man as he hauled him off to the Hall of Justice. When the man was safely in the hands of the Ordinators, he went to repost to Megil.
"Murmandamus reporting sir. I apprehended a thief attempting to break into a shop, and he is currently in custody in the Hall of Justice"

Cal watched as everybody left, and sighed in desperation. "Oh, the hell how boring it is.. I guess I'll just train or something in the meantime. I still haven't gotten that magicka infuse spell 100% yet..", Cal said, and unstrapped his sword, and focused.

Cal closed his eyes and started to recite what his uncle taught him. "Draw out power from inside. Picture the flames in your hands. Spread the flames onto the sword. Control it." Cal opened his eyes and sped towards a wall, and slashed the sword at it. It didn't break through, but it did leave a deep cut. "Still not good enough, I guess. More practice.. Ah well.", Cal thought and decided not to practice the magicka infusion, and just practice normal swordarts. Cal swung the sword with controlled, but not that powerful swings, and swung a little harder for each time. "Oh, how long can it take? ... This is so .. dull.", Cal thought while swinging his sword.

Akar

"I didn't ask about my mother because there is nothing to learn from a wise woman. How would this one person know something of her? There is quite a chance I'm on the wrong continent to find her anyway; I tracked down the first name, and all I got was some famous hero. I fear my mother is dead, and I began searching too late."

He ignored the question about the debt; he didn''t really know what to say. En'fel wouldn't let the debt go out of pride, and akar didn't know what to ask for.

OOC: time teh wrap up the assassination.

Endris positioned himself directly behind Serene and drew his sword, making it visible. He thrust his wakizashi at the back of Serene's neck hoping to kill her quickly.

Jonacin saw the flash of movement from the corner of his eye, and swung his blade to block. He caught the assassins blade less than a hairsbredth from Seren's neck, and then grabbed the wazikashi with his spirit arm. He gripped tightly, and snapped the blade in two. "Surrender or die, assassin" he growled, placing his sword at the assassins neck, drawing a thin line of blood where it broke the skin

"Akar. If your heart brought you here, there is something here for you to find. Whether or not your mom is alive or dead, if you came here, then there's something here for you."

He headed back to the yurt where his companions were already asleep in. "Tomorrow, we walk to Ald-ruhn. Erabeninsum will not help us either, so we shall be entering the culture of the settled Dunmer. You are... 'civilized' Akar, so you will be leading us when we reach Ald-ruhn. Try adn help us blend in. If have nothing more to say, I will see you in the morning."

"Why is everyone breaking my swords?" Endris asked jokingly. Not feeling very threatened by Jonacin's blade, he threw the handle of what was left of his wakizashi on the ground. "You know, I had a feeling that this was goin to be harder than what it was cracked up to be. Well friend, surrender is not an option for me so I suppose I would have to go with death."

Endris smiled and swiftly reached up with his right hand and grabbed a hold of Jonacin's Shehai's handle--stopping him from chopping his head off-- and with his left hand landed a punch on jonacin's face. He jumped back, loaded a bolt into his crossbow as quickly as he could and drew a dagger. He held his crossbow and his dagger at the same time, ready to fight or shoot.

"I was hoping it wouldn't come to this, but you've made your choice" Jonacin said to the man. He moved to shield Serene with his body. "If you want to kill her, you have to kill me. And unless you kill me instantly, which is unlikely at best, you wont survive to make the second attack on her"

"Protecting your love to the end? That is noble of you. Noble but foolish," Endris fired his crossbow at Jonacin, not aiming for anything vital, just trying to hit him so the poison could take effect. He then charged at Jonacin with his dagger and thrust it at his chest.

Jonacin felt the bolt thud home into his shoulder. He swayed back a little, but brought his sword up to block the dagger thrust, and followed with a riposte that sliced the man's chest with a deep gash. suddenly he felt his knees buckle. "......poison.....you.......coward......." he rasped. He fell to his knees, feeling the poison coursing through his veins. But his encounter with Arcyatk had taught him a valuable lesson. He reached into his belt pouch, and pulled out a vial. He downed the contents in one. Standing up again, he grinned. "Cure poison potion. Never fails"

Ha! With me as a companion it will be quite hard to blend in; nobody likes half-breeds, and everyone notices them. he thought.

"I'll help as best I can." he answered as he settled down in the yurt and fell asleep.

He was the first awake the next morning, so he was thinking to smoke a bit of skooma; no Imperial or Great House guards to do anything in an ashlander camp. He was immediately disappointed, seeing as he had already used it all up.

He woke En'fel. "I think it's time, we've already slept too long."

Endris felt the blade cut through his chest. His leather clothing had stopped it from being fatal, however he was bleeding and it was quite painful. Regardless, after the wound was inflicted on him he pressed on past Jonacin towards Serene.

When Jonacin rose up after drinking his Cure Poison Potion Endris had taken Serene, backed into a corner and had his knife at her neck. He was trembling and began to feel the effects of blood loss. Better get this over with. Endris tensed his arm to cut Serene's throat but, he couldn't. Not that he didn't want to, but something was literally not letting him move his arm...Something divine.

Damn! What the hell is this? Magic? Nonetheless, Endris remained calm, the others in the room didn't know he couldn't kill Serene.

OOC: guess azura is still watching over her....

"NO! SERENE! If you kill her, the gods themselves wont be able to save you nor the ones who employed you. This i swear"

OOC: Yeah well this time Serene isn't around to heal him, and considering the poison was a fast acting one and i don't intend to kill Jonacin off, there was no other option lol

En'Fel felt a fair of hands touch his side, and he rolled over expecting Anhaous. He was very surprised to see Akar.

"Alright, alright you're right," he said groggily. His voice was deep, as it often went in the morning. "Come on everyone, gather your things, we have a long day ahead."

"Every day has been long!" grumbled Hel'Tic. I hope to eat something besides Cliff-racer today, I'm sick of the stuff."

"We'll soon be in Reodran territory, and the Telvanni had some coins on them we can use for food."

En'Fel was not aware that the Talvanni coins were worthless in Redoran territory. Once everyone was ready and finished with breakfast, which was the last bit of food they had, they left for Ald'ruhn.

Sel stood by helplessly; there seemed to be nothing he could do. In a situation like this, attacking the assassin could be fatal to Serene...

Akar

As they walked into the city gates, Akar didn't really have any advice on blending in.

"I hope you have some rhuns." Akar said. "I'm not quite sure of what you want, but I'm guessing it's information. That costs money around here." he said.

"If you do not have anything, please let me do the talking in any kind of negotiation."

Endris pushed the knife harder against Serene's neck but it did not moved. The blade cracked against whatever barrier seemed to be around the woman. "Damnit, what is going on?!" In anger Endris threw the dagger at Jonacin and threw Serene down on the ground and sprinted towards the door.

He made it outside, but remembered that his chest was opened up. Endris tripped over his own feet and landed on the ground but a few meters from the manor. He was to weak to pick himself back up.

"Sel! Go get that man! I'm going to make sure Serene is ok!" Jonacin yelled, as he rushe dover to where Serene lay in the corner. She appeared to be ok, but she had fainted at some point and hadn't come around again yet

En'Fel watched nervously as the guards stared at him. Ashlanders were being harrassed and disprespected lately. he had to blend himself in.

"I have some of these, if that's what you mean," he said, taking some Telvanics out of a skin bag.

They looked like a gang of Ashlanders that just came in, and with their weapons out they looked like they were about to start a massacre. The guards were moving in clser, watching them carefully. En'Fel began to get nervous. Without meaning to, he released a bit of chilling touch through his palms, and the grip of his blade chrystalized.

Sel

Sel ran through the door and found the man lying on the ground not far from the door.

He looked down at the man, holding his sword tip at his throat.

"Who are you working for?" he asked.

Akar

Akar took one of the coins from En'fel.

"Those are useless here, unless you want to be severely cheated." he said. "Why exactly are we here aga- What the hell?" he asked, seeing a dunmer with a green-glowing sword standing over a fallen dnumer.

Thinking the fallen dunmer in peril, Akar charged the one with the green-glowing sword.

OOC: perfect escape time, shogun.

"Are you stupid?! I work for the Morag Tong." Endris answered spitting up blood. Though the man standing over him became distracted with another dunmer who was charging him. Endris picked himself up, barely, in the midst of all this. But he fell to a knee. He looked down at the arm that he was holding his chest with, it was covered in blood. His eyesight got blurry and he blacked out.

OOC: off for now... maybe akar could save endris. now that would be interesting. the son of serene inadvertaintly saving the person who tried to kill his mother.

(OOC: Uhh... I thought you all were in the graze lands?... how would you end up in Ald Run?

OOC: we travelled from grazelands, to ahemussa camp, to urshilaku, to ald'ruhn.

OOC: All in 2 days?!?!

nvm

Seeing the gaurds staring more at the ashlanders then the dying guy in front of them, En'Fel realized this was not his battle.

"Akar, I'm sorry but this cannot be our fight. We'll find you later!" and with that he and the rest of his crew sped off into the city streets. One of the gaurds went running after them.

Akar & Sel

Akar was too busy fighting off this unexpectedly ferocious, skinny dunmer to hear that the man was an assassin.

They wrestled for a bit, and Sel lost his grip on his sword.

"What the hell are you doing?" he screamed at the half-breed.

Akar didn't answer, this dunmer would pay for his attempted murder.

"He's going to get away and it's your fault!" Sel yelled at him, trying to get out of the larger man's grip.

Sel cursed his weak frame; it was no good in such a wrestling match. Why didn't Arcyakt feel the need to give him back his dagger?

Akar finally threw Sel to the ground in a heap and left him there, beaten and bruised.

The half-breed began healing the injured assassin on the ground, and began carrying him to the Ald Skar Inn to recover.

"Are you coming?" he asked his ashlander companions, but they were nowhere to be found.

Lykaon's footsteps could have been heard some distance away as the Ebony clad, and golden helmed man approached. His Akaviri Katana was drawn and held in one hand, the blade glitting in the fading light as the sun slowly sunk in the distance, the sky colored a firey red and orange. "So, Mr. Hood, seems you got yourself into a spot of trouble, eh?" he asked in a mocking tone, drawing the blade up to be held in both hands.

"There are two ways we can do this, and the choice is yours. You can come peacefully, or you can be taken by force."

Sorry everybody , i wont be participaitng in this rp , last minute internet cancelation

Party on

OOC:, you sound like dude at the beginning of morrowind.

Ic: Unable to find Darus, Megil returned to his office, his bodyguard would come looking for him soon.

after waiting a few minutes, there was a knock at the door. Darus wouldn't knock.
"Come in"

The dumer came in, he was older than Megil. He gave his report, Megil's memory fogged since this last event but after some thought he managed to remember this dunmer, by the name of Murmandamus, a man who had offered his services, seeing that the man was having difficulty Megil gave him the job. And now he had come in with a thief, more than Megil had expected of the man.

"Well I'd like to congratulate you on your first apprehension, There's a special mission I'd like you to do, go to the port construction site and i want you to watch the two men out there, should the guy in the gold mask fall, I want you to try and stop the hooded man. We cannot let the murdering maniac run loose in this city." Megil told him.

For now the thief could stay in prison, Megil would have a word with hi once the current situation was dealt with.

OOC: Vadim dunno if you know this but the thhief is you

Darus made sure only Ordinators and high officials walked outside of the cities interior. Darus had made sure that Ordinators had followed Megil to secure his safety while he was gone, and entered the room. He saw Megil talking to a man, but Megil didn't seem threatened, so Darus stood beside Megil.

Shakur

"Shakur, word has come from Vivec. We are allowed to send our people to them, but hunter Sefranus Darwajaru says that he heard warning sounds coming from Vivec, so we best not start until safety is declared" said a local of Bitter-Wood, who had talked to Vivec's messenger. "Good work Greatus, and it is good to see you are no longer calling me sir or even sire" Shakur smiled as he replied, still tired from packing some of the soon to be moved citizens of Bitter-Wood.

Posting , illl be back on in an hour or so

OOC: thxc for throwin me a bone Megil , super lsot becaus ie havent been following since like 2 days ago , man did this one start off fast

Cheers

After some time Isaarin had already assaigned the posistions of his army. Things were to be kept quiet though as not to arouse the attention of his people or Megil for the time being.

Malkaan was continuing his reclamation of the coastal land and sending scouts to locate any loose ashlanders and the missing ashlander tribe.

But earlier with Ravvin....


"I destest it" Miner Arobar replied flatly "Your not seriously considering this are you?"

"I might be..." Ravvin answered mornfully "What else can we do? Vvardenfell is a land in destress and it needs our help"

"But until the other houses make a straight out act of war we must stick to our code and help those we can however we can" Miner answered

"I suppose you are right... Thank you, I really appreciate your advice" Ravvin said slowly and somewhat ashamed

"I'm just glad you consulted me first" Miner smiled.

[I]Back in the presence of Isaarin

Isaarin was back in his room ago smiling happily as ever

What a wonderful situation. Now that my army is all set up I should be ready to attack in but a few days!

Bursting with joy he reached into his drawer to remove his bottle of skooma and his pipe. As he was to fill his pipe with the wonderful substance and lit it up.

Lying down on his bed and taking a deep breath he entered a land of wonderful pleasure.

"That's muuuch better." he smiled sinking slowly down into his pillows.

"Just what the end *yawn* of a fine day needs" he said falling into a peaceful sleep after he safely stowed away his illicit joy.

En'Fel and his companions ran through the allies, followed closely by a Redoran guard.

"Come back here you Ashlanders!" He screamed, lifting his heavy broadsword.

"Let's slice him up!" suggested Hel'Tic.

"He's done nothing wrong," En'Fel cautioned.

"What do you call chasing us then?" Hel'Tic pushed.

"Ignorance," En'Fel answered. "The window," he continued and together they slid themselves through a window into a small house, and ran through the door, leaving the woman inside screaming. They wandered around behind stalls and over buildings for nearly ten minutes before finally, they lost him.

"We need clothes, we need Redoran clothes. We will have to steal some clothes," En'Fel said while panting. "Anhasou, you're in charge, get them by any mean necessary, but don't kill anybody or make a scene. I'll be back soon."

With that, En'Fel walked off into the city. He found beside him a very large house with the door opened, and got a bad idea. He walked in casually, looked around a little and found a drawer. His mind raced as he ran through the drawer finding a shirt and pants. He tied his braids back like he saw some of the dunmer doing and stuck a hat on his head before leaving the house.

"Akar!" he yelled wandering the streets, "Akar!"

"Excuse me ma'am, he said to an elderly woman walking the streets, "Have you seen a half-breed Imperial-dunmer wandering around?"

Megil was glad to have Darus back. he dismissed Murmandamus and sent him on his task.

"Why does this have to happen now Darus? We are alredy having enough problems with the houses, the Morag Tong have decrees to kill the leader's of the other houses, the only thing stopping them is me. And next thing I know some man slaughters 19 ordinators while being bound and imprisoned. There are some days I just hate this job Darus"

In the background a slightly high-pitched horn sounded, ending the lock-down. the city gates remained shut for the night though.

OOC: i'll get Falx's gift soon, prmise channeler.

(Next day)

Isaarin woke up in his ruffled nobleman's clothes again. He woke up bleary eyed aand confused about the events of the night before.

"Oh yes... the army" he said aloud while rubbing his eyes. He walked over and changed to a suit yellow cloth.

"Time to look like a people person" he said while smiling in morning-time bliss.

He walked downstairs and immediatly notice something wrong.

"Where is my breakfast?" he said in shock while standing back a bit.

"Where is MY BREAKFAST!?" he said louder in horror his eye twitching.

The servants were looking at him in confusion now.

A servant-master approached him and said "Sir it will be in here shortly, we had not anticpated you waking so early"

"Alright" Isaarin said collecting himself.

I had almost lost control of this house

He took his seat and waited to be served while the horrible shock wore off.

That will not happen here again

Another long night Wred thought to himself. What was his agenda again? He couldn't even remember, and he wouldn't get off for eleven in the morning. The stupid Captain of the guard set him up on the most uneventful, crimeless time of night. He wasn't tired, just bored and hungry. Well, Isaarin was back, maybe he could check up on him.

Wred walked briskly over to Isaarin's mansion and knocked on the door. One of the servants answered with a, "Oh, Wred, yes come on up, he's awaiting breakfast right now."

Wred was a familiar in Issarin's place, but only know to his servants. The other guards weren't aware of the strings Isaarin pulled to get him in the guard.

"Isaarin," Wred called, "Good morning."

"Oh yes!, good morning dear friend!" Isaarin greeted Wred completly, forgetting the the previous loss of control of things.

"Your post treating you well I hope?" he asked casually

"Well, Isaarin, too be honest, I'm really bored, but it beats... well you know... Anyway, how's your plate recently? Are things... "progressing" well?" Wred asked, scratching his head on the word progressing.

Vadim was rummaging thorugh a shop window when all of a sudden he was whisked away by a large man and stuck in a cell , this took all of 20 minutes and there was hardly any time for him to speak , the guards down the hall were asleep , they had been drinking and Vadim decided that it was too light out to escape , so he used his cloak as a pillow and fell asleep , huddled in a ball in the dark cell , awaiting the darkness of nightfall so he oculd plan an escape , even though it coudlnt really be much of one what with this "lockdown" in place...