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Posted by: Loranna Dec 3 2004, 10:15 PM

Hello all,

The story of Loranna's adventures in her quest to return Azura to Oblivion continue in this next upcoming RP. Set in Morrowind, and starting in Gnisis a couple of weeks after the conclusion of Trail of Frozen Tears, we will pick up with Loranna in prison, and from there ... who knows? tongue.gif

... Well okay; from there we will probably be doing a bit of travel through the land of the Dunmer, for one way or another, prisoner or no, Loranna's got some places to go, people to meet, and things to do. No rest for the weary smile.gif

Some important notes:

First, the official start of this RP is the end of next week; this time, I'd like the announcement thread to really be the announcement, not the start of the RP proper wink.gifPeople are still welcome and encouraged to do some preliminary setting up of their characters in here to get them to Gnisis by the time things get rolling however.

Second, there's been some request that the RP topics be slowed down a touch, so as not to create 400 or so posts in a twenty-four hour period. Not only that, but my own schedule is getting a touch busier in real life and I can't stay up quite as late as I have been sad.gifWith that in mind, I would like to ask that we try to take this RP a little more slowly than the others. We can discuss ways to do this over the course of the next week, though I for one will be making use of the fact that Loranna is starting off in jail and thus has limited 'visiting hours' to good effect smile.gif

With a slower, more sedate posting pace in mind, I project that this RP will last longer than the previous ones I've run; the holiday season will probably add to the length some as well. Should some particular part of the RP require a faster pace, I'll mention it when I see it come up.

Third, we will once again be using the mIRC ChatSpike channel #Loranna_RP for organizing people, discussing plot ideas, coordinating posts, and other good stuff. This channel has now been made a permanent channel, with myself, Archie the Moderator, and Allerleirauh as ops. If anyone has trouble getting into the channel, please contact me and we'll see what we can do to fix the problem.

Fourth, the Golden Rule - Have Fun smile.gifBe courteous and non-spammy, and remember at all times that I AM a hopeless lunatic, but that I'm surrounded by equally looney people on all sides, so it all balances out, and we'll all have a blast!

(Note: No lunatics were harmed in the making of this post.)

Loranna

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 3 2004, 10:25 PM

Just for the sake of completeness, best post my character...even though most know about him enough already.

Name: Erenius
Race: Imperial
Class: Noble/Former Imperial Legionaire
Weap/Armor: Steel Riding Broadsword, Iron Riding Spear, leather hauberk with a light. breastplate made of steel with a silver finish.
Clothing: Woolen tunic and pants, a few pairs of shoes, and his ornate silken clothes for special occasions
Age: 35
Hair: long brown hair
Height: about 1.84 metres
Weight: 82.5 kilo (approx if my conversions are accurate)

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 3 2004, 10:59 PM

Finally, a way for me and firemaster to have our characters attempt to complete our plans.... which most of you know of by now I hope!

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 3 2004, 11:09 PM

Of course...things are now complicated Dagoth...I think.

Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 3 2004, 11:20 PM

YAY! we can finly get this over with!
And remember we need to include a beating of Vehk with a tuna/ slaughterfish! smile.gif

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 3 2004, 11:23 PM

And maybe an ogrim if we can find one!

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 3 2004, 11:24 PM

Allerleirauh claims to be a Nord, and in fact she was born in Skyrim; she's tall and slender with silver hair. You can see what she looks like in Morrowind http://home.wnm.net/~bgriff/MWAllie.html


I've had requests for info about Allerleirauh's household members in Daggerfall. Here's the current roster of NPC Void Rangers at Solunastra.

Dragon: Nord male, an older man, heavyset, with droopy eyelids. No one knows his real name; it's possible he no longer knows it himself. Due to an accident in the Void he has significant personality loss; he never gets angry. Dragon is Allie's seneshal, which means he runs her house in Daggerfall when she isn't there.

Mirror: Breton male, young-looking, handsome and athletic. Mirror's real name is Tris, but no one knows that outside the household. He's...well... vain. But he's also a very good spy.

Doll: Doll also doesn't share her real name with people. She's a young teenager; she has the stature of a Breton, but her features are like those of the legendary, long extinct, men of Akavir. In other words, she's Asian. Doll is a mage; she's too young for full duties as a member of the household.

Mirea: Bosmer female. Mirea has bright red hair and bright green eyes; she wears a bright green cloak over red lacquered armor. She's also an archer, and her arrows are painted and fletched distinctively, with a yellow and black pattern. She's the other spy.

Skein: Imperial woman, dark haired and dark eyed, very lovely, but she can't be young because she was a mature woman when Allie met her over 20 years ago. Skein can foretell the future sometimes.

Posted by: Dumbkid Dec 3 2004, 11:24 PM

QUOTE(Two-Tails @ Dec 3 2004, 05:20 PM)

YAY! we can finly get this over with!
And remember we need to include a beating of Vehk with a tuna/ slaughterfish! smile.gif

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OOC: I seriously doubt Vehk will show up, he's in Aetherius and not looking to return anytime soon.

Posted by: Marquis Dec 3 2004, 11:32 PM

This is the bio for my main character, who I will be using primarily. Phyrdalion may or may not appear, it will depend on how the "Amnesia" RP goes... (I'm sure it will have a new name soon.)

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Meciander had arrived in Khull, and it had been a long journey from Skyrim, but now he needed to find Phyrdalion. He would stop by Gnisis for a spell, and see if he could help the Legion with anything there. He found the strider port and gave the caravanner his coins. "I hate these insects, there's just something unnatural about them." Meciander said to himself. As they arrived in Gnisis, Meciander spotted the andus tradehouse and decided to stop in. He knew that was where Darius liked to stay, so he thought that he might see how things were going in the outpost.

Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 3 2004, 11:53 PM

I'm going to be using Dane again, I'm pretty sure everyone is acquainted with him from previous RP's
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Dane regreted leaving Loranna and her followers but this was something more of importance.

The guards opened the grand doors. Dane was dressed in cillvillain clothes, striped by his military uniform. The noise from the crowd grew louder as they saw Cyrodill's long-time hero

"Order, order in the court!" The judge pounded his hand on the wooden podium. The crowd grew slient. The judge looked down at his sheet of paper then to Dane. The guards put a firm grip on his shoulder.

The judge cleared his throat "There has been accounts where you have helped a Daedra princess"

Dane stared at the wooden floor. The crowd whisppered.

"This is an action I would not like to see from any Cryodill, especially you Dane and telling lies to our children about the Divines. I'm doing this only because your my friend and have been serving as a knight for so long. Now I want you to repeat this and your sins will be lost-"

Dane looked down at the floor as the judge recited the words from his paper. It was nonsense all to Dane. He knew that the Nine Divines were false goods. His whole life had been a lie serving under the wrong Gods.

"Now repeat it" The judge and the whole crowd looked on to Dane.

He hesitated "No" he paused "no I will not recite false words"

The crowd gasped in shock

"Order in the court! Dane is now pronunce Heretic.I'm dearly sorry Dane but you are exlied from Cyrodill and are demoted from a knight. Guards take him away"

They snapped chains on Dane's wrist and took him out the court house and in to the streets, where he grew up. Crowds of people looked on as they took Dane across the city and onto the harbor.....

Posted by: Tarik Dec 3 2004, 11:58 PM

I could possibly join, and just to get it out of the way.
Name:Tarik
Race:Dunmer
Class:Knight
Weapon:Enchanted ebony Scimitar called Oblivion Blade
Armor:Her Hand's armor
Main Guild:member of The Illuminated Order of Invisibles(check out the mod it is awesome)
Religion:Worshipper of Hircine
Place:whatever tavern this starts at(sorry not more specific)
Cured Werewolf (but still has a ring which allows him transformation)
I will join if someone PM's me when it starts
(Sorry Loranna, cant do the chatroom)

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 4 2004, 12:05 AM

QUOTE(Tarik @ Dec 3 2004, 04:58 PM)

I could possibly join, and just to get it out of the way.
Name:Tarik
Race:Dunmer
Class:Knight
Weapon:Enchanted ebony Scimitar called Blood Scimitar
Armor:Her Hand's armor
Main Guild:member of The Illuminated Order of Invisibles(check out the mod it is awesome)
Religion:Worshipper of Hircine
Place:whatever tavern this starts at(sorry not more specific)
Cured Werewolf (but still has a ring which allows him transformation)
I will join if someone PM's me when it starts
(Sorry Loranna, cant do the chatroom)

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(ooc:Dude, Illuminated Order Kicks spotted owl!)

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 4 2004, 12:43 AM

Elysana
Age: 41
Height: 5’8”
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Green
Occupation: Queen of Wayrest
Notes: The daughter of the late Queen Carolyna and King Eadwyre, stepdaughter of Queen Barenziah, stepsister of King Helseth of Morrowind and Queen Morgiah of Firsthold. She won the throne of Wayrest after a bitter struggle with Helseth, an impressive feat, proving her political acumen and strength.

She has been queen for over ten years now, and has two children by her consort prince. Under her, Wayrest has expanded its territory. A cold war exists between Wayrest, Daggerfall, and Sentinel, and a much warmer one between Wayrest and Orsinium.

It is said a serpent once bit her and died. Her admirers and enemies alike routinely call her the new Wolf Queen. She is powerful and paranoid, utterly ruthless and very, very smart.


Sheogorath
Age: Banana
Height: 48000 feet (in heels)
Hair: Luscious and brown and perky
Eyes: Two, roughly parallel, and blue
Occupation: Daedra Prince of Madness and Banker
Notes: A storm usually but not always precedes the arrival of the Mad God, otherwise known as the Dam Dog. His personality veers between a charmingly eccentric uncle and a blood-spattered homicidal maniac.


Posted by: Celezar Dec 4 2004, 12:53 AM

Name: Celezar (the mad)
Gender: Male
Race: Khajiit
Age: Unkown
Class/Profession: Advocate of Possession

Appearance: The looming Khajiit ressembles that of an old tiger, its lean, powerful body wrapped and hidden within a black cloak. Beneath the hood the muzzle of a tiger's mouth pokes out, and behind that a pair of fiery feline eyes blaze like two rubies. The Khajiit's fingers end in wicked looking claws, each one yellow and crooked due to a lack of hygene.

Some history on the Advocates of Possession: Of late, the influence of Sheogorath has been growing widely, the powers of the mighty prince forcing madness down the throats of helpless followers through many revolting methods. Radical wizards and mages have classified this as a divine form of possession, maddened ones preaching that it is the highest form of ascension and compliment a mortal can receive. Advocates of Possession are the widely popular (among Sheogorath followers) enforcers of these harsh laws of madness, taking possessed thralls for there sick amusement and for the delight of there mad lord.


Posted by: w0nders Dec 4 2004, 12:54 AM

Hey, Im mostly gonna be using Dante for this one..here are his stats:

Name: Dante

Age: 28

Race: Dunmer

Appearance: Pretty much like a lot of Dunmer, has black shaggy hair and a scar across one eye, also wears a burgundy cape that has been ripped at the bottom so now it looks a lot more rugged (perhaps due to his adventures in Skyrim?)

Armour: All indoril, except for greaves, which are admantium

Other items (from adventuring): Dagger of Senses (given as a gift from Illidan) and a magical ring with 50% resist magicka

Weapons: ebony long sword enchanted with reflect (mirrafori), also has a small supply of ebony throwing stars and a slight understanding in the magic school of destruction

Background: Dante’s past is very unclear to him before the age of 12, the age when he got his scar. Since then a voice in his head told him to train hard and strive for the best, when he was 18 the voice led him to his sword (mirrafori) He then proceeded to train for another 3 years with his newfound sword. At the age of 21 he acquired his Armour on the corpse of a fallen hero inside a tomb. He then traveled all throughout Vvardenfell hunting and slaying many foul creatures, He became a not-so well-known adventurer from all of his acts. For many a year he continued on this path and became slightly well known, for this the voice rewarded him by letting him know the first letter in his name “G”. Now at the age of 28 he hopes to continue on his adventures to become a well-known hero.

Also, Illidan may make a cameo so here are his stats also:


Name: Illidan

Age: 52

Race: Dunmer

Appearance: Rather attractive for his age, has extremely long light grayish/white hair tied back into a ponytail that ends just above his lower back, rather clear that he needs to shave as he has some light stubble around his mouth. A rather nasty burn mark now coats his left hand also.

Clothing: He wears a commoners robe and a assortment of commoner clothes also….to top of all of that he sports a rather fashionable pair of fingerless gloves

Weapons: He wields only a silver staff

Background: Older brother to Dante, Illidan has tried to look after Dante his entire life, but he is not much of a fighter as his brother NOW is. Illidan was the only other person around when the scar was placed on Dante’s face and perhaps knows of Dante’s life beforehand. Despite his lack of fighting talent, Illidan makes up for it with a smooth tongue; one of his favourite pastimes is heading down to the local tavern to do some Womanizing, one of his other…. “Gifts”. He pictures himself as a rather suave character and has had many successes with it in the past, only to feed his monster ego. Even though he has a rather shameful outside personality, deep down he cares for his brother and would still do anything to help him. He has always felt guilty about letting his brother get hurt the first time and has sworn to never let it happen again, despite the fact that he has let it happen many a time.





Posted by: FireMaster Dec 4 2004, 12:56 AM

*Erenius looks about the local tavern in Tel Branora and sits there, looking into his glass of flin*

"Sir..." a Breton, obviously from the guild had come forth.

"Yes, what do you wish, Breton?" Erenius replies as he sips his drink and turns towards him.

"Nothing of import...but apparently, if you plan things correctly, you need never return to Vivec," he says.

"Now, first tell me your name...then tell me what you know of this," Erenius says.

"Very well...I am Jealarne Vecetornix," he says.

"Very well...Jealerne," Erenius says. "What have you?"

"I have recieved word that a person you may be looking for may not be where you expect...but the source is of minimal reliability sadly," Jealerne says as he looks about. "However, an informant of mine...a Temple-goer by the name of Arvyn Darethi. Anyway..she has word that this person is going to be in Gnisis...that is all she told me, and all I can tell you thusly."

"Thank you, Jealerne," Erenius says. "Now, if only I knew where Azure might be..."

"As for him...it seems he left a notice in Blacklight which I found when one of your former companions directed me to you here...apparently Azure has left your charge and returned to somewhere in the West...either High Rock or Hammerfell for sure I gather...unless he had reason to go to Colovia."

"Thank you," Erenius says as he finishes his drink.

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 4 2004, 01:01 AM

Name-Orion the Hunter
Race-Breton
Class-Hunter
Age-18
Ranks-Knight of the Daedra
Weapons-Black stone longsword(Griefbane),Daedric composite bow, Mehrunes' Razor
Armour-Full daedric mail
Clothing-A darkened cloak, common clothes

~Bio~
*He was born in Highrock, near Daggerfall. After the failing of the assault on Battlespire, his Daedric Worshipping parents commited suicide. Lost and alone he went to Daggerfall and wandered its deep underbelly, encountering many dangers and horid fears. After being there for a while the Daedra took notice of him, and annointed him a daedric Knight after passing tests. He then went to Morrowind to try to destroy the Almsivi. Once he found that Vehk was gone, he wandered around Vvardenfell, waiting for more orders. Without getting any he began to despair. Also his power is beginning to decrease and he doesnt know why.
Notes-Usually a friendly being, but is known it be sinical and possesing a sardonic attitutude at times. He thirst for power and revenge and is not afraid to even betray his friends to get that.
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*The night sky was lucid, and the twin moons hung in the sky. He road steadly, on the back of the giant Silt Strider. The driver has dozed off into a soft slumber but the giant insect seemed to know where he was going.*

I know I do...I've had enough of this...

*He lay back and gazed up into the midnight sky.*

Azura...my patron...where are you...in Gnisis?...I guess I'll soon find out...

*He dozed off into an uneasy sleep*

Posted by: Dumbkid Dec 4 2004, 01:07 AM

Heyza everyone, I'm Samuel, the flying Dreugh! smile.gif

I might show up and play around with you guys, and I might not, we'll just have to see.

But whether I do or not, I know of a guy who most definatly will. His name is Arynel, and he's a Breton. He looks...well, all you land walkers look pretty much the same to me anyways. tongue.gifI'm not sure about his class, he calls himself a traveler, but others have called him a bard, and he might have a few connections to those void rangers. happy.gif

Anyways, he's got a past like everyone else, yadda yadda yadda. He's not rich or anything, but he has a couple nifty things, one is a shirt Allie gave him, it offers fairly good armor protection, plus a few protective enchantments, he's also got a nice cloak Allie made for him, but I won't go into that right now... wink.gif.

Last time I saw Arynel he was walkin' around mainland Morrowind...

Posted by: Aki Dec 4 2004, 01:08 AM

Name: Reichi Sari
Race: Dunmer
Age: 125
Apearance: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v289/TK-123/REichiFinal.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v289/TK-123/Reichitrenchcoat.jpg
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Weapons/Armor: Dagger of Senses, Dark Brotherhood armour.
Bio:Again, i am lazy to write up it in its entire.You can get Reichi to tell you his life's story when you talk to him. tongue.gif

And because, In Trail of Frozen Tears during the incident with the Were-hunters, Arynel used his 'knocka guy out with a sleep spell and he falls asleep mumbling about his wonderful mother' trick on one of the hunters.....i had a idea for a secound character.

Name: Dar'var
Race: Khajiit, Cathay (the 'normal' cathay, not Cathay-raht)
Age: 39
Apearnace: Like any Cathay or Cathay-raht Dar'Var resembles a humaniod jaguar of sort, and is thusly covered in tawny yellow fur speckled with black spots.
Weapons/armor: , A steel crossbow with area effect enchanted bolts of varying magicka types( the enchantment has medium strength can cause some damage if you get hit directly, otherwise you merely suffer the magickal effects. ) Enchanted glass armor with speed enchaments.

Bio: Dar'var was raised by the Were-beast hunters of Tamriel after his tribe was anhilated by a Werelion ( he was one of the northern Khajiit, the more tribal warring types). He had a unatural speed and agility, because of this he was made the guild messegner and is sometimes dispatched to use his incredible speed (due to his persnal speed and the massive power of his entire suit of speed enchaments) to deal with troublemakers.

His first encounter ( indirect) with the group was in Trail of Frozen tears. He had been acting as a scout for the Hunters (Led by Egnir The Swift (AKA the guy with the wolf-helmet tongue.gif)) he was seen speeding away by Reichi, who couldn't tell what the thing was due to his speed. Dar'var had followed the group and observed them as the proceeded to dawnstar, while the lone hunter that Arynel had stunned had awoken once a certain bosme rhad finished dfeasting on his comrades and he made his way back to the local HQ of the guild.

Upon Dar'var's return he was ordered to find these people and kill them all.

Final note: so fast, he could move from ten feet in front of you to behind you in under two secounds.Of course the weakness to this one is despite his speed, he is fragile. If he loses his speed he becomes unable to fight effectively.

Of course, how you slow such a speedy beast is up to you. biggrin.gif



Posted by: TrumGryphon510 Dec 4 2004, 01:17 AM

Ok guys I am going to try and be in this RP but I have finals coming up soon and some big papers due so I will try my best.

Name: Melampus
Age:22
Race: Dunmer
Weapon/Armor: All glass armor and stalhrim longsword.
Clothing: Exquisite shirt and pants. 2 exquisite rings and 1 exquisite amulet. Over his armor he wheres an extravagent robe that looks like a giant spider is on it.

Info: Melampus is a Cleric (think mage-warrior). He is in the Mages Guild. He lives in Raven Rock at Solstheim. He was born outside of Morrowind. He spent a few years in Elswyer and a few years in Black Marsh. Recently he fell in love with a Bosmer Void Ranger named Mirea. He is a very...*excited* Dark Elf and falls in love easily. He may be a Dark Elf but he has standerds. He has a dagger of senses but he stores it in a chest at his house. He tries to learn as much as he can about people by observing them. He prefers not to kill and tries to use his magic to flee.
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(I'll try and post more later. Bye)

Posted by: Nalion Dec 4 2004, 01:18 AM

Name: Nalion Leoriane

Character Class: Mage (Custom)
Race: Breton
Birthsign: The Atronarch, Prime Aspect of Masser

Allegiances:
- Great House Telvanni (Retainer)

Specialization: Magic

Major Skills:
Blunt Weapon, Destruction, Mysticism, Conjuration, Enchant
Minor Skills:
Restoration, Alteration, Alchemy, Illusion, Short Blade


Current Weapon:
An Enchanted Steel Staff (absorb Health on Touch, cast when used)
A Dagger of Senses

Current other Equipment:
- potions of various effects
- some small items for enchanting
- his alchemical gear

Nalion is currently staying in his store in Tel Uvirith and pondering over the last few weeks. Deeply pondering. A feeling that issues in his past might catch up to him is growing stronger.

Posted by: Tarik Dec 4 2004, 01:25 AM

So is the actual RP going to be a separte thread?

Posted by: Dumbkid Dec 4 2004, 01:30 AM

QUOTE(Tarik @ Dec 3 2004, 07:25 PM)

So is the actual RP going to be a separte thread?

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Yes.

Posted by: Tarik Dec 4 2004, 01:31 AM

ok, thanks

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 4 2004, 01:35 AM

Daggerfall:

Allerleirauh sat by the fire. Her needle dipped in and out of her embroidery regularly, as if it were driven by machinery. She was making a Velothi headcap, traditionally worn by Dunmer babies. The embroidery was magical; it was supposed to protect the child's soul from accidentally leaving its body, in the first vulnerable months of life.

The other guild members were tending to various work; Mirea fitted fletching to arrows, Doll read in her spellbook, and Mirror was doing something incomprensible with the laces of his boots. Dragon looked up from polishing armor.

"Yes, I know," Allerleirauh said, not meeting Dragon's glance. "Very hypocritical of me. Let me deal with things in my own time and in my own way. I only hope the child will NEED baby clothes. Can you imagine what it would be like to be thrust full-grown into the world?"

Dragon said not a word; his polishing cloth resumed its practised sweeps.

"She doesn't look unwell," Mirror said. "Loranna. I think she's been thinking."

"She's going to need help," Allerleirauh said. "I've been indulging myself as long as I can. But this is Vehk's child; if I can't kill it, I must nurture it. Or someone must. I can't continue to be a child about this."

Mirror and Mirea had been active, bringing her information about the discussions surrounding Loranna. It was generally agreed that Azura's presence was undesirable in Gnisis. But neither was she wanted anywhere else. Water was moving, slowly, unseen beneath the earth. Soon it would come to a head.

In the meantime, Allerleirauh bit the thread off, and started with a new color. The needle rose and fell.

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 4 2004, 01:40 AM

Name-Kaelin Hort
Race-Redguard
Class-Sorcerer
Age- 20
Ranks- Daedric Sorcerer
Weapons- Soulshocker, Daedric Crossbow, Shocking Throwing Knives
Armor- Daedric Mail with Ebony inlayed in the form of Daedric Lettering which says 'Leader of Yoduka'
Clothing- Full Black clothing under armor

-Biography-

Kaelin Hort is the last and only hope of the True Redguards. He is a descendant of the King and the Greatest Sorcerer of Yokuda, the origin of the Redguards. He was orphaned at the age of 5, after his parents were executed by the Imperial Guards for relations to Daedric Cults. Kaelin knew he was destined to become a Daedric Servant anyway. But he didn't know until after he had been brought up by a Telvanni Sorcerer, and acidentaly killing him after he summoned a Storm Atronach and it went berserk. He then saw a vision, given to him by Meridia, whom he then decided to worship till he could no longer. His origin is unknown, no one know's where he was before his family moved here. He now as a tower near the fort of Indoranyan. It's called Teutonica Torna, Tower Teutonic. He then joined up with Orion the Hunter, who talked him into disolving the Almsivi and the Tribunal Temple. They formed up and they started gathering members. They also wanted backing from the Imperial Cult and the Imperial Legion.

Posted by: SEKKA Dec 4 2004, 02:19 AM

time for some stats

Sekka is an insane loner. He is skitzophrenic (three personalites, to learn more read previous RP's) He has many serious problems, and by the way he is NOT a sheo worhipper just to let everyone know. Sekka dresses in raggy clothing, beat up adamantium boots, he also wears random enchanted rings all over his fingers.

Meph might make a few appearences. He is a very smart talking dog in the process of starting a cult based loosely on the teachings of the psijics and sotha sil (with some vehkism thrown in here and there.) but he is always willing to change his thoughts and learn the unknown. He is also a very strong mystic , with a gift for illusion and teleporation.

Posted by: Chex Dec 4 2004, 02:27 AM

...
Name: Maji
Race: Nord
Appearance: Very tall and slim, with pale skin. Her hair is a fair brown, and tucked under the nape of her neck for visibility. Her eyes are blue, and usually showing her to be in good humor.
One of her most prized possesions is a finely crafted bronze katana, both made and enchanted to be similar to the artifact goldbrand, with an added enchantment of poison, by a few friends of hers.
Another is her old, faded, navy blue robe, with golden trim around the neckline and edge of the sleeves, that has been in her possesion for longer than she can remember.
Her only visible protection is two pauldron's of Vvardenfel glass that adorn her shoulders, but under her robe, she wears a full suit.

History: Raised by a blacksmith south and west of Blacklight, she has worked her way up the ranks of the great house Redoran. She is currently a house sister, and has no desire to advance further.
Her current duties include traveling to different regions and provinces on house business, but she prefers to spend most of her time at her manor, located high in the Velothi mountains.
Skills: As a smith, she can fix most ailments of metal, but has only begun to learn how to create blades.
As a mage, she can wield most spells of destruction effectively.
And as a master of the sword, she has defeated all challengers.

Now then... You have my permission to slap me around with Vivec's tuna if I even THINK of not joining this Rp and seeing it through to the end. slap.gif

Posted by: Tarik Dec 4 2004, 02:31 AM

so, will we be starting this anytime soon?

Posted by: Dumbkid Dec 4 2004, 02:32 AM

QUOTE(Tarik @ Dec 3 2004, 08:31 PM)

so, will we be starting this anytime soon?

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Read loranna's first post, she answers this...

Posted by: Tarik Dec 4 2004, 02:36 AM

srry misread the post, thought it said this week

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 4 2004, 03:45 AM

dangit, I'm going to change my mind.

*OFFICIAL ANOUNCEMENT*

KAELIN HORT WILL NOT BE MAKING AN APPEARANCE IN THIS RP. THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME AND COOPERATION.


as a result, here is my new character which I have started on the game too. I just started him and have already killed around 15 creatures/humans.


Name- Jaim Fergusson(Rhedd, lol, you know where the last name comes from.
Age- 25
Race- Nord
Class- Highlander/Armorer
Weapon- Cleaver of St. Felms, Silver Claymore
Armor- Full Steel

BIO WILL BE LEARNED/MADE AS WE GO ALONG.

EDIT: Sorry.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 4 2004, 03:58 AM

(wtf is a 'steel labor'?)

Posted by: stratigo Dec 4 2004, 05:05 AM

Name: Zaldaar(ah... the good old days)
Age: 750
race: dunmer
gender: male
weapons: dual summoned kantanas and magicka
clothing: black common clothing/ summoned armor
Bio: Not much is known about Zaldaar, except that he played a major part in what is now known as the Misty Night Ballad.






Zaldaar smiled. It felt good to be on the world again. How many years had it been again? He had lost track. He looked around. Gnisis, exactely where he wanted to be.

Posted by: Solin Dec 4 2004, 05:24 AM

Ciel folded the letter over with a sigh and set it on the desk. He drew the dagger from his belt. It was a well made dagger, elegant. The dark ebony blade seemed to soak in the candle light. He had been given the dagger back in the Reach. An older Nordic fellow told him he might need it... they had been a few days yet from Solitude when they had encountered that man, he had stayed with them as camp. Ciel had invited the fellow to dinner with him. He had thought it a gift at the time, not the burden it was now. Calling for wine he set the dagger next to the letter. Placing his head in one hand, he spins the dagger about with the other, waiting. Either way, doubtless, Lord Inwald would be pleased.

Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 4 2004, 05:35 AM

Name: Two-Tails
Age: He forgot
Race: Khajiit
Class: theif/moonsuger adict
Bio: if you dont know, you'll find out soon enough

Posted by: SEKKA Dec 4 2004, 05:48 AM

Wowsers Loranna is having another RP. I know from my own experiences and those of others that it is super helpful for everyone partcipating to be talking on the IRC chat, it just helps things move along better, and it keeps everyone on the same page. the name of the chatroom is #Loranna_RP (on the chatspike server) if you do not know how to acces IRC chat there is a rather informative guide (well i think it is, im a little biased). If anyone has problems they can PM me and ill do the best i can to help.

heres the link to the guide. http://sekkairc.freewebpage.org/


P.s. its a good thing to download mIRC(good program) but it is not requred, it is also possible to chat using javachat, its all explained in the guide.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 4 2004, 08:00 AM

Might take part... will write more detailed description when I come back from work...

Posted by: Glensather Dec 4 2004, 08:41 AM

I'll actually be here for this one! Yay! tongue.gif

Name: Tharivor Vehkem
Age: Estimated at 200ish.
Race: Dark Elf
Ht: Over 5' (Say 5' 10")
Wt: Less than 85kg. (OOC: *Forgot*)
Eyes: Phase Shift - Blue to Red and vice versa at will.

Class: Scout Savant
Skills: Same as last.

Appearance: Since robes slowed him down, Tharivor has lost the robe in favor of something lighter. He now wears under his clothes a form of glass armor that protects less than normal glass, but more than most light armor. He walks with a limp, now, to throw enemies (and potential enemies) into a bluff, meaning that they think he can't dodge anything, so image their surprise when he does.

His bone-wings still don't work, but he has more control over them for some reason. Also, he can "slurp" his wings back into his body in order to hide them if he wishes now. He can willingly "Phase Shift" his eyes from their azure to the normal Dark Elf crimson.

On his side he still carries his trusty short sword, the Black Blade of Disaster.

As for the tattoo...


Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 4 2004, 08:42 AM

OOC: For my Yasur's bio, go http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=26090&st=0 Yasur no longer has the shield, and he has 2 special rings now: one with an invisibility enchantment (CE), and one with an intelligence booster (CE, 10 points).

For Razub's bio, go http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=31391&st=180

After staying in Ald Ruhn for a while, Yasur headed north, to Gnisis. He had some more business to attend to.

(2 days after Yasur left Ald-Ruhn)

Razub arrived in Ald-Ruhn riding in the back of a Silt Strider he had hired. There was an ashstorm in full swing, and it made him grateful for his custom-made Chitin helm. He headed for the Ald Skaar Inn, and walked inside. He removed his helm and cloak, revealing his rather common clothes. He walked to the counter. "Tell me," Razub said to the bartender "Have you seen a Dunmer named Yasur Aranakan around? He has bright green eyes, although it's very rare to see them." "A Dunmer with bright green eyes, you say?" said the Nordic bartender (all bartenders are nords wink.gif). "There was someoine here a few days ago fitting that description. Said he was going to Gnisis, he did." "Thank you." replied Razub. He ordered some flin, and rested until the ash storm stopped. He then donned his fine cloak, and took a silt strider to Gnisis.


Posted by: Meridia Dec 4 2004, 08:42 AM

Ok, since I don't start work till seven, I might go over whom my characters are. There is, of course Maranda and Meridia, but I am running two more characters, Maranda's servent and Underling, Daidez and 'He-who-hunts-elves'

Meridia
Occupation - Daedric Prince of an obscired Sphere
colour - Blue (if the text is blue, then its Meridia talking)
Notes - Meridia's goal is to return Azura to the plane of Oblivion, through quite unnatural methods, in other words, slaying Loranna with the Moon Riever Sword. Leaving hwer servant, Maranda to find Azura's protonymic, she has set herself, and her Daedric Servents in finding Azura's neonymic


Maranda
Female
Occupation - High Priestess of Meridia
Colour - Black
Items of note
Daedric Robe of Cleanlesness
A marveolous robe which is called thus because it absorbs any stain that is apon it. It also posesses a number of mystical enchantments, including spell absorbtion and spell reflection and a small shield charm. It is a powerful defence against Magic Attacks. However, this semingly Uber robe has a nasty side effect. As an artifact of Meridia, it lives of the Natural energies of other things. Thus, it absorbs the natural energies in dirt and blood and other items of Organic creation. If it does not absorb the natural energies of other items, it will start to suck the Magicka out of its owner.
Curiass of the Saviours Hide
One of the great items of Tarmel, purchaced just recently from a Noble of Morrowind, this mystical curiass is enchanted to protect its owned from Magicka. It is also a vital piece in the Moon Riever Ritual
Ring of Shadow Mind
This ring Protects its owner from having her mind read by other beings. It also prevents other beings from speaking into her mind. It also can summon one Flame Monarch a day, and increases Magicka significantly
Moon Riever Sword
The mystical sword of the Fallen God, Lorkhan, it uses the power of his body to bind, and slay the Anima of a Daedric Prince, destroying his very exsistance, and forcing the Princes sphere to form a new prince. For this ritual to work, one needs the Curiass of the Saviours Hide to protect themselves from the Princes energies, and the two sacred names of a Daedric Prince, the never changing protonymic, and the constantly changing neonymic. Its efect is Fortify Longblade 30 and Potent Poison (from Battlespire)
Maranda's Signet Ring
The owner of this ring can be posessed by the Daedric Prince, Meridia. There is no other enchantment on this item. Its effects are negated by the Ring of the Shadow Mind

Now she has a lot of items, does she not? Most of these items were picked up in previous RP's... Maranda has recently settled down in Narsis, waiting for her servants to return with the known location of Loranna. She is currently searching for the protonymic of Azura, and hence people who were at Hogathum Hall whom heard Vivec's banishment of Azura. She specalizes in Summoning spells and can be noted as one of the best summoners in Tarmel, however, she is but avereage in everything else

He-who-hunts-elves aka elvie
Male
Occupation - Servent to Maranda, Agent
Colour - Green
He-who-hunts-elves, or Elvie for short is an Argonian Servant to Maranda, who freeded him from his life of Slavery. Having reently retrieved the Curiass of the Saviours hide for his master, he is currently residing in Narsis with her.


Daidez (not his real name)
Male
Occupation - Odd Jobs Man
Colour - red
Daidez ias the sort of person whom if you want somthing done, he is the person to do it. From assassinations to thievery, he is skilled in almost everything in the stealth catigory. A supporter of Narmia, has decided to assist Maranda for reasons unknown. He is currently searching the location of Loranna.


heh, that took a while to write, they are the four characters that I will be playing (a small edit to the descrtiption for the Robe of Cleanliness)

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 4 2004, 09:16 AM

QUOTE(Meridia @ Dec 4 2004, 04:42 PM)

Daidez (not his real name)
Male
Occupation - Odd Jobs Man
Colour - red
Daidez ias the sort of person whom if you want somthing done, he is the person to do it. From assassinations to thievery, he is skilled in almost everything in the stealth catigory. A supporter of Narmia, has decided to assist Maranda for reasons unknown. He is currently searching the location of Loranna.

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OOC:What race is Daidez? EDIT: Thanks

Posted by: Meridia Dec 4 2004, 09:18 AM

Ah, drumner... I have to put that in... he is not a native of Morrowind though having been brought up in the Imperial Provence

Posted by: Peke Utchoo Dec 4 2004, 09:34 AM

Name: (Original name unknown, even to him); Known as "Wraith" by his fellow cellmates.
Race: Dark Elf
Gender: Male
Age: late 20's
Occupation: Escaped Convict
Armour: none; black pants and dark leather boots, no shirt, armed with two addamantium daggers, Rhyme & Reason
Description: Average height and weight, well-toned but not buff, scars scattered all over the abdomen result of numerous gruesome beatings from guards, he is blind but can almost "see" movement, has long straight jet black hair which ends at about the lower middle of his back, wears a black blindfold.

(ooc: Is this good? I'm somewhat green at this, but I understand the basics.)

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 4 2004, 10:36 AM

QUOTE(Peke Utchoo @ Dec 4 2004, 05:34 PM)

Name: (Original name unknown, even to him); Known as "Wraith" by his fellow cellmates.
Race: Dark Elf
Gender: Male
Age: late 20's
Occupation: Escaped Convict
Armour: none; black pants and dark leather boots, no shirt, armed with two addamantium daggers, Rhyme & Reason
Description: Average height and weight, well-toned but not buff, scars scattered all over the abdomen result of numerous gruesome beatings from guards, he is blind but can almost "see" movement, has long straight jet black hair which ends at about the lower middle of his back, wears a black blindfold.

(ooc: Is this good? I'm somewhat green at this, but I understand the basics.)

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OOC:Yeah, it's good enough, not that there's any specific length you have to make your character's bio.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 4 2004, 02:46 PM

you say you are trying to kill Loranna (i know a secret about 'her')?
NOO!!!!


Posted by: FireMaster Dec 4 2004, 04:19 PM

Seems like all is well then, and everything is in order to begin soon as Loranna wishes.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 4 2004, 04:24 PM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 4 2004, 10:46 PM)

you say you are trying to kill Loranna (i know a secret about 'her')?
NOO!!!!

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He he, that is the only way to retern Azura to the divine via the Moon Riever Ritual, and a rightly punishment in Meridia's eyes for both Loranna and Azura.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 4 2004, 04:29 PM

I won't let you. Azura can go back if enough people worship her! So, no need to kill Loranna.


Posted by: FireMaster Dec 4 2004, 04:43 PM

Dagoth speaks the truth...and I too shall stand against you, and along side Dagoth

Posted by: Tarik Dec 4 2004, 04:45 PM

I will stand alongside you also, that evil shall never come to pass.

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 4 2004, 05:23 PM

ummm, Ill stand with Lich, and Lor, etc. etc. So, you gotta go through this Nord to get to em!

Posted by: Peke Utchoo Dec 4 2004, 07:16 PM

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Dec 4 2004, 03:36 AM)

OOC:Yeah, it's good enough, not that there's any specific length you have to make your character's bio.

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OOC: yes I know that, but is there anything I need to add?

Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 4 2004, 07:43 PM

I'll just make a bio then for all the new people

Name: Dane
Race: Imperial
Class: Kinght
Age: 43
Apperance: Short gray hair, he has a tough but simple look. A strong build and is about 6'1. Recently wears no armor

Bio: Dane was a proud knight of Cryodill, everyone looked up to him but he was well in retirement until he served at the Twisted Tower of Doom, then he knew he could still help with his skills. He heard about Loranna's journey and decided to join her and his comrades but a tragic happen upon Dane he turned into a rare creatrure: half werewolf and half vampire. He later found a cure and went back to his normal life but after there jiurney was over he was sent back to Cyrodill and was guilty for helping a daedric princess and not beliving in the Nine Divines anymore so he was pronunced as Heretic and was exiled from Cyrodill.....

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 4 2004, 08:54 PM

Jaim walked out of Shenk's Shovel in Caldera, it was raining, like usual these days. His helmet was off, and he was heading towards the Mage's Guild. His black hair was plastered against his head, and his bangs were hanging in his darkly painted face. He had the Cleaver of St. Felms at his side, and his Nordic Claymore strapped across his back. He entered the Mage's Guild and walked up the steps towards the Guild Guide. "Lets get this over with," he grumbled "Ald-Ruhn." He handed the guild guide the proper amount of gold, having more than enough because he sold the Orcish Armor he found, prefering the feel of the Imperial Steel Armor that he had made himself. He was transported to Ald-Ruhn. He walked out of the Mage's Guild there, and went to the Ald-Scar Inn. He bought some Mazte, Shein, and Sujamma, one bottle each. He then bought a room. He went down to his room and drank each one, falling into a drunken sleep immediately. Five hours later, he awoke. He then got up, and went to the Silt-Strider. He asked the operator where he could go, and the operator gave him list of options. Gnisis. He would go to Gnisis, and maybe join the Imperial Legion at Fort Darius. He got off the Silt-Strider, grumbling about the bumpy ride. He went down the steps and into Andus Tradehouse. He then sat down at a table and ordered Mazte, Shein, Sujamma, in that order. He drank each one and continued the process, never feeling quesy or nausious. He was a Nord after all, he was also a Highland Nord, from the Highland's of Skyrim. He could drink as good as any Nord, Orc, or any other race. He didn't have a taste for brandy, or wine, he liked the strong stuff, but not Skooma, for Skooma gave him indigestional problems. foodndrink.gifbiggrin.gifcool.gifeck36.gif(and just for the heck of it...) slap.gif

Posted by: Peke Utchoo Dec 4 2004, 09:24 PM

(ooc: If you haven't noticed already, my character is only more than slightly modeled after Riddick. His personality and mannerisms follow in suit.)

Running. Wraith had been running against the wind for three days now. Luck has been with him, for a strong east-ward wind has blown across these ash-plains for a whole week now. When the winds die down he must stop and rest and wait for them to pick up again, or else Wraith might risk accidentally diving off of a cliff or running into some unexpected "friends". The winds are his eyes. Ever since the day those bastard guards stole his sight, the winds have been his only tutor in percepting this new world of darkness. Their sound. It rattled against everything in that dark, dank cell. Against the trees, against the chains, against their lifeless bodies. He killed them all. Out of darkness, he saw their dying fate.

(OOC: I edited this into third-person)

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 4 2004, 09:35 PM

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Posted by: Aki Dec 4 2004, 09:48 PM

Reichi meanwhile had boarded a Silt Strider to Gnisis. For some reason he thought it would be fun to go there. If he was a theif he might have considered stealing Vivec's ash mask.

Upon arriving in Gnisis Reichi headed to the large wooden platform that was on the mountain on which many of the casve-home were built.Reichi sat down at one of the tables on the platform and rested.
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A gust of wing flew into Ald'ruhn , kicking up a cloud of Ash. Dar'var was glass the eyepieces of te Glass helm he were , well, glass. He stopped momentarily, pulling back a fce-scarf to sniff the air. He could smell the Werewolf, he had been here. Along with one of the others.

The khajiit placed the face-scraf back over his mouth and ran out of Ald'ruhn, kicking up clouds of ash behind him.




Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 4 2004, 10:40 PM

'The time has almost come for my revenge... and to be reunited with the one I love. All I need to do now is wait for the right time and guide her path.'


Posted by: Tarik Dec 4 2004, 10:41 PM

OOC, is this going to start in gnisis?

Posted by: Dumbkid Dec 4 2004, 10:42 PM

QUOTE(Tarik @ Dec 4 2004, 04:41 PM)

OOC, is this going to start in gnisis?

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Read over Loranna first post again.

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 4 2004, 10:42 PM

OOC: DUH!


Posted by: Tarik Dec 4 2004, 10:51 PM

srry, i just dont bother reading every little post in a discussion that is more than 2 pages long.



Posted by: Tarik Dec 4 2004, 10:52 PM

Tarik is just waiting in Gnisis Tavern for something to happen, after the events of earlier RPs he knows that Loranna will need all the help she can get.

Posted by: Dinylos Dec 4 2004, 11:01 PM

QUOTE(Tarik @ Dec 4 2004, 03:51 PM)

srry, i just dont bother reading every little post in a discussion that is more than 2 pages long.

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You may wish to reconsider your philosophy, a tiny overlooked post can contain a significant point that you could be lacking.



Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 4 2004, 11:01 PM

(ooc: ya I think so)

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 4 2004, 11:03 PM

OOC: I concur.

Posted by: Dinylos Dec 4 2004, 11:12 PM

OOC: DUH!
(ooc: ya I think so)
OOC: I concur.


I think it may be best to remind you that those kinds of posts aren't necessarily needed here. Consider the incident from the other day.

Posted by: Tarik Dec 4 2004, 11:12 PM

alright, I am in the wrong, I have apologized and made amends, leave me alone now

Posted by: Peke Utchoo Dec 4 2004, 11:26 PM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Dec 4 2004, 04:01 PM)

You may wish to reconsider your philosophy, a tiny overlooked post can contain a significant point that you could be lacking.

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OOC: Not to mention the fact that this certain information was in the first post. nono.gifslap.gif

Posted by: Tarik Dec 4 2004, 11:34 PM

QUOTE(Peke Utchoo @ Dec 4 2004, 02:26 PM)

OOC: Not to mention the fact that this certain information was in the first post. nono.gifslap.gif

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yes, i know now, I have done my penance, may we move on?

Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 01:07 AM

Solin

The bootfalls echoed in the empty hallway. In all probability it had never heard their like before. The whirring and clicks of gears running were an ever present accompaniment. The series of long corridors and massive halls stretched on for an eternity leaving one to wonder if it ever ended. Every panel, every switch, every lever, it was all… intriguing. Its draw irresistible, all of it had to be examined yet nothing could be described. Overall, the enormity is dominated by the scratch of pen to paper.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 5 2004, 01:19 AM

Dante sat at home, bored out of his mind slowly swishing a cup of Sujamma around..Sudenly his mother burst into the room "Dante! I need you to go find Illidan, I cant find him anywhere" Dante sighed and slowly stood to his feet. "Alright, just let me get my armour" He says strolling into the other room...upon his re-entrance he is wearing his full suit of armour. "I'm out of here then" He says with a yawn and walks out the front door..I wonder where he is? He thinks to himself, shortly answered by I bet he's in Gnisis, go to Gnisis So Dante made his way up the silt strider port and was on his way to Gnisis.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 5 2004, 02:07 AM

Indeed, I never said Meridia's task would be easy... with all these people to fight against... but when she does act, she will have the backing of all the remaining Daedric Princes... WHEN she acts (or if might be a better word)... its not nessesarily going to be now, its not nessesarily going to be the next RP...

But anyway
A letter from Daidez, master he who hunts elves replied... Maranda just shrugged this off, and took the letter,
Maranda, I have found somthing relating to Loranna... come to Gnisis... there is a clue there, I do not know what... I shall meet you there, there is only one inn in town, so it shall be there,
Daidez

'Very well,' Maranda said to herself, 'Elvie, we're off to the Mages Guild for transportation to Vivec...'
Yes, Master...

So, the first of the names is almost within my grasp... but how should I do this? Should I just slay her when I have the chance and both names? No, that would not be sporting... it would also be quite dangerous to my supporters, yes, Maranda is a powerful summoner, but with that many of Loranna's admirers around, it would be dificult for her to make it out alive (or even sucseed in the ritual) there must be some allies, some way to halt thier interference should I send Assassins, no... that does not seem very like me... perhaps a barrier... I might have to look into that... However, I wonder how would the Mortal ruler of Wayrest feel about Azura's supporters presence around Loranna... these are some interesting questions to ponder over duing my time here. Ah, an idea... Loranna, is to be tried for her crimes, why not Azura... yes, I must get on to Sherry about this...

Posted by: Arynel Dec 5 2004, 02:35 AM

Arynel emerges from the void.

The Breton silently looks around the secluded room in the void rangers guildhouse. He reaches into his pocket, and places a letter on the table. the paper glows with a soft purple aura.

Arynel whispers a string of power

He finds room in the nonspatial

A kiss without a face

Posted by: Nalion Dec 5 2004, 03:04 AM

Nalion stood beside his desk in his shop in Tel Uvirith when the summons came...
After accepting it, he dons his red-and-black robe and makes his way up to the main tower. Levitating to the top and investigating the intricate artwork of Telvanni mushroom architecture, Nalion muses what the Wizard may want of him...

Upon reaching the top, Nalion proceeds to the audience chamber and inclines his head. "You wished to speak to me, Master?"

"You have come around some bit, as I've heard, Retainer Nalion." the wizard begins. "I'd advise you to find a representative while you are away, though. A stronghold like this needs the services of an alchemist and enchanter. Nontheless, since you've traveled so far and have some experience in getting around quickly, I need you to deliver something."

The wizard hands Nalion a sealed parchment. "Deliver this to Baladas Demnevanni in Arvs Drelen, Gnisis. This is important. Wait there until he writes an answer, then bring it to me. You may leave me now."
With a dismissing wink of his hand, the wizard turns and walks back to his study.

"Hmm, well, it seems I am off again." Nalion thinks and bows curtly.

Back in his store, he prepares his pack again, carefully placing the message in a leather case. Grabbing his staff and his dagger, he looked around in his store. As he found everything in relative order, he tightened his shoulders, mumbled a spell and vanished...


With a flash of light, Nalion reappeared directly in front of the door to the Imperial Cult shrine of Wolverine Hall. After walking down the stairs, the Breton crossed the yard and the bridge. Laughter and song emerged from Dirty Muriel's as he strode down the path to Sadrith Mora. The great spire of Tel Naga loomed over the city and cast a long shadow over the Gateway Inn. Passing through the large bronze door, Nalion looked over the harbour searching for a ship to Khuul.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 04:59 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 4 2004, 07:35 PM)

Arynel emerges from the void.

The Breton silently looks around the secluded room in the void rangers guildhouse.  He reaches into his pocket, and places a letter on the table.  the paper glows with a soft purple aura.

Arynel whispers a string of power

He finds room in the nonspatial

A kiss without a face

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Allerleirauh found Arynel's letter while looking for the matching comb that went with her ivory mirror case. Clever of her to search for it at that very moment; clever of Arynel to know that she would. Paths draw together.

She read the letter, then tucked it in her bodice. She considered going downstairs to tell someone where she was going; then decided against it.

She whispered a string of power and stepped Outside.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 5 2004, 05:05 AM

Arynel's eyes snap open. The Breton's cloak traces all paths in threads of light, those which feet follow now, those that feet had tred in ages past, those that feet would walk in ages to come, and those that held them all together.

"How are you?" Arynel asked. "Which road is it you wish to follow?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 05:12 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 4 2004, 10:05 PM)

Arynel's eyes snap open.  The Breton's cloak traces all paths in threads of light, those which feet follow now, those that feet had tred in ages past, those that feet would walk in ages to come, and those that held them all together.

"How are you?"  Arynel asked.  "Which road is it you wish to follow?"

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"I am well," she said, studying his face. Make haste slowly, my friend, she thought. Not too much at one time. "More to the point, how is Solin? He has been in the City since we returned from the Cave of the Dog? Someone should go to him, don't you think? Knowing a string of power is not all there is to traveling the Void... many go mad when they first enter the Void. Someone should make sure he is able to return."

Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 05:13 AM

Solin

It is clockwork majesty. Every gear turns another, driving the complex mechanisms. No cog is unused, misplaced perhaps but, none refuse to turn. All moves towards so great unknown purpose. There is something written in the workings of this place, something seen everywhere but cannot be read.

One feels that this place's message in the mind. Surprisingly one does not find a continuous downpour here. It would not do to tarry long here.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 5 2004, 05:15 AM



"I payed a visit to him not long ago." Arynel said with a smile. "I am sure he can get out on his own, but perhaps it would be wise if he is payed a visit. Shall I go, or you..."

The Breton pauses.

"Or both?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 05:20 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 4 2004, 10:15 PM)

"I payed a visit to him not long ago."  Arynel said with a smile.  "I am sure he can get out on his own, but perhaps it would be wise if he is payed a visit.  Shall I go, or you..."

The Breton pauses.

"Or both?"

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"Let us go together," Allerleirauh said.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 5 2004, 05:22 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 4 2004, 09:20 PM)

"Let us go together,"  Allerleirauh said.

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Arynel nods, and closes his eyes.

The Breton lifts a finger, and lets it fall onto the cloak. His finger begins to follow a thread, it winds and turns, crisscrossing one thread, turning to miss a second.

At last his finger stops.

Arynel opens his eyes and turns.

"This way." The Breton says, stepping out of the void.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 05:26 AM

Allerleirauh stepped out of the Void beside Arynel.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 5 2004, 05:28 AM

Dante made his way down from the Silt Strider port in Gnisis you better be right about this He thinks to himself stepping down from the port and making his way to the tavern "If I know Illidan..." He begins stepping inside the tavern.

Illidan is sitting at a table enjoying a bottle of Flin with 2 women...Dante walks over to him and taps him on the back. "Enjoying yourself are you?" He asks, Illidan quickly spins around on his chair "Why yes I am than--Dear Vehk! what are you doing here?" He asks quite worried. "C'mon Illidan, you gotta come home" The 2 women giggle at this "Hey shutup Dante!" He scowls turning to the 2 women he says "He's my younger brother, Excuse us for a second" He says politely standing up and dragging Dante away from the table.

"What do you think your doing huh?" He asks staring Dante in the eye "What do you think? to bring you home..like I said just before" Illidan sighs "Fine, just stay and have a couple of drinks first eh?" He asks with a wide grin planyed across his lips "Fine" Replies Dante foloing Illidan back to the table and sitting down.

"Oh, Barkeep..Another bottle of flin please!" He calls out motioning with his hand to the bartender.


Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 05:32 AM

Solin

Solin sits, legs dangling over the water bellow. His notebook lies off to the side, closed. The great engine that this dome once housed was broken. The great obelisk had shattered long ago, its pieces lay scattered at the bottom of the massive tank. The walk way extended in a circle around and above the water level. One would have to be careful, there were no guard rails, and only a short drop separated the any walker and the water beneath.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 05:37 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 4 2004, 10:32 PM)

Solin

Solin sits, legs dangling over the water bellow.  His notebook lies off to the side, closed.  The great engine that this dome once housed was broken.  The great obelisk had shattered long ago, its pieces lay scattered at the bottom of the massive tank.  The walk way extended in a circle around and above the water level.  One would have to be careful, there were no guard rails, and only a short drop separated the any walker and the water beneath.

*




"Solin," Allerleirauh said gently, crouching beside him. "Did you find what you were looking for? Have you eaten? There's a warm fire and a pleasant meal waiting, if you're ready to come back now."

Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 05:42 AM

Solin

"No," he replied not taking his eyes of the water beneath, "I did eat, a hour ago, perhaps a day ago. I can't remember. I'm not done here yet I fear to remain."

Posted by: Arynel Dec 5 2004, 05:45 AM

Arynel eyes Solin for a time.

"I am not sure that this road is right for you." The Breton said. "Perhaps one day, but this eve I think should be a merry one. Let us leave this place, you will return in time. I am sure of it, when the time comes, you will return..."

He pauses.

"And yet more secrets will be revealed."

Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 05:52 AM

Solin

"Perhaps you are right," Solin says shaking his head. Reaching over and grasping his notebook in one hand, he stands.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 05:54 AM

"Solin - I spoke with Vehk about Seht's end, turning back inside himself until there was nothing left to look out. What does it matter if you know all the secrets of the universe if you cannot speak them? Come back and eat. A feast in your honor awaits us."

She smiled, then led the way into the Void.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 5 2004, 05:58 AM



Arynel smiled to Solin, then whispered a thread of power.

He followed before the first one.

He stalled behind the last, the word yet spoken.

Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 06:11 AM

Solin

Grasping the thread, he followed.

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 5 2004, 06:13 AM

OOC: I just watched The Last Samurai, therefore, a few changes will be made.

While Jaim was sleeping, a few ruffians came in. Jaim, being in a drunken sleep, didn't hear them come in, strip him of his belongings, and his clothes, and didn't hear them go out. He awoke feeling frigid. He looked at himself, what he saw shocked him. All he had on was his undergarment. He only had a few things left. This undergarment, and his possessions at home. He also had one more thing. He got up and picked up a small Sujamma bottle. He shook it. A small clinkity-clink could be heard. He then picked up another bottle and shook it. Clinkity-clink. He sighed deeply. He then rounded up all of the bottles except one. He proceeded to smash each one. When finally they were all smashed except the one he had put aside, he gathered the gold and put it all in that one bottle. What he had in terms of gold equalled around 200 gold pieces. Enough to by him a robe, belt, and possibly a weapon. He walked out, not paying any attention to all of the women stareing at him. He did not blush or anything. He walked up to a nearby merchant and bought a robe, and belt. He put both of them on. He then had around 197 gold left. He then put the gold in his pockets and discarded the Sujamma bottle/bank. He walked outside, and went to the nearest armory. All he could buy was an old Katana, and an armorer hammer. He bought both. He then built a fire and proceeded to virtually remake the old katana. Eventually, he had it sharper than a razor, and in better condition than the champion of Tamriel. (lol) He then went in search of his burglers.

Posted by: Aki Dec 5 2004, 06:22 AM

Talk about suggestable Nord_lover. biggrin.gif

At least you didn't kill him. tongue.gif
First its a morag tong guy (Senses RP)
Then a redguard who scarecly got used
then this guy because of a conversation in chat,
and now a change due to a movie?

all i have to say is:
LOL

biggrin.gif

Posted by: Meridia Dec 5 2004, 06:26 AM

In Vivec...
'What do you mean there is not a direct boat to Gnisis?' Maranda yelled, angrily, 'its on a river, is it not? Why can't you sail up there!'
'I am sorry, madam, but the law is the law. I can take you to Khuul, and no further, you would have to walk from there...' repplied the ferryman
master, there is a strange beast over there, perhaps we shoud see if it will take us to Gnisis... He-who-hunts-elves replied, pointing to a stilt strider
'Very well, then, forget it, you lousy ferryman, unable to even get your boat up a river...' Maranda stormed off and arrived at the Stiltstrider Port...
'A ticket to Gnisis, please...' she said in the sweetest tone
'200 gold each, no less, outlander' the surly drumner replied
'200 gold, what do you think this is...' Maranda said, before starting to chant somthing under her breath
Master, pleas do not do that here, if you summon a Flame Monarch here, not only will it cause massive destruction, but the temple will chase after us...
Maranda stopped her chanting, but the drumner had seen enough... '200 gold for the both of you, thats my final offer...' he said in a panicy voice... Maranda gratiously accepted this payment, smiling at the fact that that trick worked almost 70% off the time... (the other 30% ends up in flames)

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 5 2004, 06:27 AM

Jaim walks down the street, his Katana in it's sheath, through his belt. He notices some of his former armor on a person. He goes over to the person, takes him into an alleyway and draws his Katana. "Where did you get that armor?" he says in a rough tone. "Me and my friends stole it off of a drunk dude. P-pl-please don't h-hurt m-me." he stuttered. "That was me, you scum." Those were the last words that man ever heard, for less than a second later, his head was rolling in the water of the alleyway, his body crumpled on the ground. Since being robbed, Jaim had taken a new perspective on life, and how to live it. He took the armor and sold it. He then bought some blood red, plated iron armor. He put it on. He also bought some blood red britches. He went into a spare room and put them on. He folded up his robe and belt, and placed it in a small pack, concealed within his armor. His Katana was at his side. He then named the sword, the Avenger. He then went in search of the other theives.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 06:28 AM

They emerged in an upstairs hallway in the Guild House in Daggerfall.

"Welcome to Solunastra," Allerleirauh said. "The guest rooms are just there; downstairs is a fire and conversation. And if you will give me a moment, I need to speak with my cook."

She bowed, for just a moment, but deeply and sincerely; the bow one made to a master. And then disappeared down the stairs.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 5 2004, 06:34 AM

Gnisis, at the Inn (whatever it is called)

'So, Daidez, I am here, what is this about?' Maranda said impaitently
My sources tell me that somthing is going to go down here, involving your 'friend' Loranna. What it is I do not know, same as if she is here or not... I just know that somthing will happen
'Ok, you two, be on your guard... we do not know who might turn up. Elvie, go prowl the streets, see what you can find, Daidez, go to Ald'run and hire us a mercanary, one good with a sword... we are lacking in swordpower in our little party. Here is a thousand gold... get us someone good'
The two servents went off, as Maranda ordered a glass of water, much to the discust of the bartender...

Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 06:37 AM

Solin

Quickly stepping into the quest quarters he closed the door. He dropped his pack to the floor and stood for a moment shuddering. It had not been so bad the first time. In that place he felt like nothing, how could he be nothing? It was the violation of everything he had come to know and ever knew. Putting on a brave face he stepped again outside and walked slowly odwn the steps.

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 5 2004, 06:37 AM

A head lolled off a body and plopped on the ground, with a sickening splash. Then the body fell, with an even more sickening thud. The fourth and final theif had been eliminated. The Avenger slid silently into it's former position. But was now on top of a wakizashi, and yet more weapons were present. A Dai-Katana was strapped to his back. He had gained an extra few hundred gold from the killings and sellings. He was then finished, finally. He went back to the tradehouse and bought another room. He made sure the door was closed extremely tight, and was locked with 3 locks. He then dozed on the bed. (aka, time for me to go to bed also.)

Posted by: Arynel Dec 5 2004, 06:48 AM

Silently Arynel walks down the stairs, the Breton's cloak that of a traveler. He whispers a song like a childs musing.

How many threads does it take to sew
A basket a bushel or a tree
How many feet does it take to walk
The path from the mountain to the sea...




Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 07:05 AM

Downstairs Allerleirauh waited with the other Void Rangers in the firelit music room.

"Dragon - my right hand. Mirror and Mirea, you may have glimpsed them in passing, my eyes. Doll is the youngest of us. Skein, who studies paths."

She smiled. "Solin, normally we would have a grand feast for you, in the great hall, as it's your first visit to the house. But that's not where we usually eat; the kitchen is closer and more welcoming. And... there will be plenty of time for feasts and honors when you have rested. Yes?"

She laid a hand on Solin's arm, to show him the way. In the kitchen the light from the great hearth made a cheerful glow; herbs hung from the ceiling, filling the room with a variety of scents. And the food... well, the food was divine. The cook was an Orc; Allerleirauh wondered sometimes what they were eating, exactly. But there were never any complaints about the taste. And tonight she had seasoned everything for a Dunmer palate, in honor of Solin.

A feast for the senses. And a warm fire. Allerleirauh smiled at the faces of her friends and remembered a cold night, long ago, when it had seemed nothing would warm her. She had stepped into a hollow tree, desperate, searching for any hiding place. And then she had passed into darkness that was not darkness. And nothing had ever been the same again.

"To good company," she said, raising her glass. "Solin, welcome."

Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 07:15 AM

It was good to be free of the constant moving of the distant city. It was good to take a break from searching and let the mind feel at ease. Solin enjoyed the fine food and company for the evening.


QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 4 2004, 11:05 PM)

"To good company,"  she said, raising her glass. "Solin, welcome."

*




Raising his glass in return he says, "Too good company, and my thanks."

Posted by: Arynel Dec 5 2004, 07:23 AM


Arynel ate silently, allowing the conversation to filter through the depths and wind with his thoughts, which escape from his lips in a whisper

Good company and bows and flowers
Tied down with
love strings
Tones played out in muffled exclamations
Needlessly hurried
better left unmade
Lest molded from
clayfull purpose

Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 08:28 AM

Ciel

The sounds of heavy foot steps proceed Ciel’s voice entering Loranna’s cell. “Open the door,” he tells the guard waiting outside, who responds with a curt “Sir.” Creaking, the door opens revealing Ciel on the other side. His graying hair is neatly combed back and the grey beard that frames his mouth is well trimmed. He has a dagger, eerily familiar to Loranna, belted at his waist. Without giving a second look he tells the guard in a firm tone, “Go.” While Ciel seems steady enough the sent of wine is heavy in the air.

“Well, my dear,” he says stepping into the chamber, “You should be most happy for me, I’m returning to Wayrest soon to receive my honors,” he smiled a bit but his tone was unaffected.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 5 2004, 08:35 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 5 2004, 02:28 AM)

Ciel

The sounds of heavy foot steps proceed Ciel’s voice entering Loranna’s cell.  “Open the door,” he tells the guard waiting outside, who responds with a curt “Sir.”  Creaking, the door opens revealing Ciel on the other side.  His graying hair is neatly combed back and the grey beard that frames his mouth is well trimmed.  He has a dagger, eerily familiar to Loranna, belted at his waist.  Without giving a second look he tells the guard in a firm tone, “Go.”  While Ciel seems steady enough the sent of wine is heavy in the air. 

“Well, my dear,” he says stepping into the chamber, “You should be most happy for me, I’m returning to Wayrest soon to receive my honors,” he smiled a bit but his tone was unaffected.

*





Ciel will find Loranna sitting quietly on her cot when he appears, her head bowed and her hair covering her face. Slowly, she raises her head and parts her hair, revealing blue eyes which shift to green, then back and forth between both colors seemingly at random. Her silver tearstreaks are slightly less accented than they had been at her capture, but are still noticable ...

Loranna stares at Ciel for a moment, her head tilted as if listening to something. After a moment, she speaks.

" ... They're ... going to 'honor' you, for what you did here?" she asks, sounding somewhat confused. " ... I don't get it; weren't you sent to stop me from causing more havoc?"


Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 5 2004, 08:46 AM

Dane sat on the ground in pain. His chest was buring from the fire, on his chest was an imprint of an anchient Cyrodill letter which stood for 'Heretic'. One of the orderlies came up to Dane with a wet cloth.

"No Hanna. Do not help this man out, he is a traitor to Cyrodill" The legionare spat at Dane's face. The orderly looked at Dane with a sad face and contuinue washing the floors. It was a daily routine now, he would get whippings everyday in his cell then be left on the floor to rout and be eating by the rats and everyday the beast inside him would beg to come out and slay the beings for what they done but Dane did all he could do to fight it back, it was worst being a were-vamp than being a heretic.....

Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 08:46 AM

“In the most direct possible form, my dear,” he says with the slightest of slurs on the word dear, “Why else do you think I am returning? I made a choice that night, in the snow, if it was the right I know not. It was at conflict with what should have been done. Now I go to what has to be done.” The knight searches around for a seat, he finds none but the cot and the floor. Choosing the cot over the floor he sits, saying, “You do seem overly happy, perhaps wine will help?”

“Wine!” Ciel yells before giving Loranna a chance to respond.


Posted by: Loranna Dec 5 2004, 08:52 AM

"Er, I'll pass, no offense Sir Ciel," Loranna says, patting her belly. "Wine and babies with divine heritage don't really mix ..."

She sighs. " ... I ... don't know what to say ..." she frowns. "I'd rather it didn't have to end like this for you ..."


Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 09:05 AM

“Ah,” the Breton gapes a bit, “Of course.”

“It is the highest honor I can receive from my Queen, an honor I perhaps should have been given in the snow…” Ciel says drawing the dagger from his belt.

“Therein lies the problem, demon,” he says gazing at the black blade.


Posted by: Loranna Dec 5 2004, 09:13 AM

Loranna's eyes change from blue to green to back again very quickly, giving a sense that there's more than one person looking out through her eyes at Ciel ...

Calm down Loranna ... she tells herself. Listen, don't assume ...

Trying to hear Ciel's thoughts - and gathering what little power she has for defending herself - she is silent for a long moment, her expresison worried, yet with something else to it, something hard to place.


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 09:20 AM

Daggerfall, Solunastra Guild House:

While the others ate and talked, Skein had fallen silent. Her eyes followed the paths of two moths, which whirled and spun near a taper suspended from the ceiling.

Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 09:24 AM

Ciel notices Loranna’s gaze.

“For you, demon?” he asks, “Maybe once, maybe some other time but, not now.”

“I did not give my word surrounded by the red stains of my men to take it back now,” the Breton says almost spitting, “I was charged by too many to do the right thing, I wouldn’t renege on that duty even for your sake!”

“I do regret,” he says quieting to a near whisper, “that I will not be able to see it through for you. Or them...”

At that moment the servant enters the cell carrying a bottle and two goblets. Startled by the drawn blade he quickly sets the items on floor near the pair sitting on the cot and quickly leaves.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 5 2004, 09:31 AM

Loranna's eyes narrow slightly ...

" ... I'm a young and foolish girl," she says quetly. "I live half the time in a fantasy world where I'm going to make everything better and brighten peopels' lives, I spout all sorts of words and emotions as offerings to my friends and never realize I'm clamoring for thier attention, I talk of listening and yet don't listen myself. And because of this, I've now the blood of hundreds on my hands, and have set in motion events that sould still well cause the deaths of hundreds more for all I know. And for that and for other reasons I'm going to die."

" ... You Sir and world-wise where I'm young, quiet where I'm loud, and far better at understanding people than I am. You acted to save lives while I blithely did nothing and caused them to be lost ... so why must you suffer the same fate as I?"


Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 5 2004, 09:46 AM

Dur’el, Kasha, and a short Bosmer, walk on a old, dirt road close to Gnisis.

Dur’el sighs. “Ah, Morrowind. The land of a billion footsteps. Tell me, Kasha, why you people don’t have horses in Morrowind, again?” Dur’el says with a smirk.

Kasha ignores his remark.

Dur’el smiles. “You know it’s a real statement about the intelligence of your people, when they eat the best mode of transportation on the continent.”

Kasha sighs and turns to their new companion. “So, You and Dur’el know each other from years ago?”

The small Bosmer walking behind Kasha replies. “Yep, we were in the same guild together for years.”

“Yeah, the short fool was always trying to outdo me... never worked though.” Dur’el interjects.

“Oh, really? What about that trip we took to the Wayrest brothel.” The Bosmer says raising an eyebrow at Dur’el.

Kasha quickly turns and looks, sternly at Dur’el.

“Wayrest brothel?” Kasha says.

“Uh...” Dur’el begins.

“You know that story reminds me of something.” The Bosmer says.

“Uh oh.” Dur’el replies.

“You know Orcs make the best lovers.” The little Bosmer says smiling.

“WHAT?!!” Kasha says shocked.

Dur’el leans close to Kasha. “Yeah, he always brings this up. He wants everyone to know the sexual skills of Orcs for some reason. It must be a Bosmer thing.” Dur’el turns his attention to the Bosmer. “Ah, Allimar, not this story again, I just ate.” Dur’el moans.

Allimar continues. “I’m serious. When I was at the brothel I met this tall, green...”

Kasha shakes her head, and quickens her pace, as Allimar tell a very lewd story of an Orc wench...

Posted by: Solin Dec 5 2004, 09:48 AM

“The inevitable consequence of decision, we both made choices and now we both must suffer the result of our actions. Duty, my dear, I forsook mine to do what I thought was the better thing. I knew the likely outcome when I made that choice and now I go to do my duty once more,” the Breton replies with a sigh, “What are we without that?”

Standing up quietly, he leaves the dagger on the cot. Making a few brisk steps he stops at the door. Turning around he says, “Liris will be your new gaoler. Don’t treat him well because he will most certainly not do the same for you. The man is power hungry and seeks favor from the Queen and he is not bound by my word.” With that he reaches and grabs the bottle on the floor and closes the door. A muted clicking is heard on the other side and then footsteps fade as Ciel returns back to his own quarters.


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 09:54 AM

Daggerfall:

Swifter than the eye could see, Skein's hand shot out and grasped one of the moths. She brought her hand to her chest, holding the trapped live thing, feeling it beating the dust of its wings against her hand.

Allerleirauh tilted her head and raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing. Or... rather. Nothing yet. But we should keep a better watch on Loranna," Skein said.

Mirror swallowed the last of his wine in two gulps and wiped his mouth. "Right. It's my shift. Solin, nice to meet you."

Allerleirauh frowned, watching, as Skein set the moth down on the table. It crawled away, clearly shaken by its experience. Then she returned to her meal.



Posted by: Loranna Dec 5 2004, 10:08 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 5 2004, 03:48 AM)

“The inevitable consequence of decision, we both made choices and now we both must suffer the result of our actions.  Duty, my dear, I forsook mine to do what I thought was the better thing.  I knew the likely outcome when I made that choice and now I go to do my duty once more,” the Breton replies with a sigh, “What are we without that?”

Standing up quietly, he leaves the dagger on the cot.  Making a few brisk steps he stops at the door.  Turning around he says, “Liris will be your new gaoler.  Don’t treat him well because he will most certainly not do the same for you.  The man is power hungry and seeks favor from the Queen and he is not bound by my word.”  With that he reaches and grabs the bottle on the floor and closes the door.  A muted clicking is heard on the other side and then footsteps fade as Ciel returns back to his own quarters.

*





Ciel is gone before Loranna can reply, and her shifting eyes stare at the door for several long moments, her expression sad yet thoughtful.

... Duty ... she thinks, hearing Allie's words from the last battle outside of Dawnstar. He wasn't a civilian, he chose his battleground, and it was wrong to try and keep him from it - that was what Allie had said, if she remembered rightly.

Yet still, something seemed wrong about all this; how could the Queen know the details of what Ciel would find? That when he finally caught up with herself, she'd be escorted by a force that could tear him and his men apart, making their whole mission pointless? She'd offered her surrender as much to save his life and the lives of his remaining men as she had to save her friends - she had, at that point, finally started to realize how much blood she had been spilling and was sick of it. She had to be stopped ...

... No; not quite, she corrects herself. She, Loranna the mortal, needed to stop for a time, and let things that should have sunk in before finally fall into place. She, the vessel of Azura, was merely resting a spell, letting things shift to a new act in her plans. But in any event - Ciel's original purpose to bring her to justice was only fulfilled to any extent by her surrendering, for if she hadn't, he and his men would have been destroyed - all that time and heartbreak, pursuing her through Skyrim, and then for what, if she had said to stand and fight?

... Loranna shakes her head; she doesn't understand a knight's duty to know if her thoughts are truth or just a silly tavern girl's fantasy world. Someone with more experience with such codes would have to figure this one out - she had said her feelings and that was all she could do.

Frowning, she looks down at the ebony dagger, recognizing it after a moment, and wonders what to do with it - she's not in much condition to use it, as Allie had pointed out, and having it in her cell would probably cause her trouble ...

Sighing, Loranna moves to keep the dagger out of casual sight, closes her eyes, and listens, hoping to catch the thoughts of one of her watchers. It was time to do what little she could do from her cell to try and help someone swept up in her wake, before events swept her and everyone else back up in their mad rush.

When she hears what she thinks is the sound of her usual watcher from the Void, she reaches out to say ...Hi; um, did you just see that talk Ciel and I had?


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 10:28 AM

QUOTE

When she hears what she thinks is the sound of her usual watcher from the Void, she reaches out to say ...Hi; um, did you just see that talk Ciel and I had?



There was a whisper from the Void, and then a young man was in the room with Loranna. He was a Breton, handsome, blond, and slightly sweaty, as if he'd been running.

Mirror positioned himself carefully so that the guards couldn't see him through the grille on the door.

"Hello," he said, very quietly, with a quizzical smile. "It's about time we two met. Call me Mirror."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 5 2004, 10:33 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 5 2004, 04:28 AM)

There was a whisper from the Void, and then a young man was in the room with Loranna. He was a Breton, handsome, blond, and slightly sweaty, as if he'd been running.

Mirror positioned himself carefully so that the guards couldn't see him through the grille on the door.

"Hello," he said, very quietly, with a quizzical smile. "It's about time we two met. Call me Mirror."

*





Loranna blinks, and covers her mouth with her hand. " ... Hi," she says, looking very much like a tavern girl admiring the latest prettyboy. Then, her expression grows more serious ...

"I'm Loranna; a pleasure," she says quietly, doing her best to be at least somewhat mannered. " ... The knight Ciel who had been my jailer is being recalled to Wayrest, to recieve 'honors' from the Queen; in his place, he says, will be a less scrupulous and more power-hungry jailer named Liris."

Loranna moves a little to let Mirror see the dagger. "Ciel left this here; it ... belongs to a Dunmer named Solin. I think Ciel meant it to be for my protection and appreciate that, but a pregnant woman isn't much for fighting with a knife and I think the guards would take exception to its presence ..."

She sighs. " ... And if anyone who understands knights could talk to Ciel, ... well, I would appreciate it. I don't think he deserves to die but I'm just a tavern girl and a vessel for a Daedra Prince - knightly honor is outside my experience."


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 10:41 AM

"Ciel's going back to Wayrest?"

The young man looked shocked.

"Why would he do that? He... I'll keep an eye on him."

Mirror fingered the ebony dagger. "Nice. I suggest you keep this, just in case. We can't watch you all the time. As for your jailer, I'll see what a little gold in the right palm can do. I'm surprised that Aricyn fellow hasn't been looking after you better; guess he's afraid."

Posted by: Glensather Dec 5 2004, 10:41 AM

Vvardenfell, Hla Oad:

A pair of azure eyes snap open, and their owner sits up. Tharivor clutches his neck as pain rushes through it, biting his tongue to stop himself from gasping.

The images. They won't stop. But... what can I do? Standing out of bed, he lights a candle and reaches into his dresser, pulling out a suit of modified glass armor. Should I go to her? The answer to him did not come easily, though he did begin to don the armor.

It had been awhile since he saw Loranna, but what happened after that incident was a story. He had picked up a clue about the "darkness" (as he jokingly called it) of his past, and went for the Black Marsh. While searching the ruins of a destroyed Tower, he was picked up by the local guard and taken to prison.

As Loranna began her path of destruction, Tharivor busted out of prison. Gathering all he could, he began a beeline for the safe haven of Vvardenfell. He managed to avoid both Imperial and Argonian patrols, and eventually made it to Mournhold, then finally to Vvardenfell via longboat.

Now here he stands, dressed and armed. He wants to head for Gnisis, but with Imperials already helping the Argonians look for a fugitive, he doesn't know what to do.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 5 2004, 10:44 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 5 2004, 04:41 AM)

"Ciel's going back to Wayrest?" 

The young man looked shocked.

"Why would he do that?  He... I'll keep an eye on him."

Mirror fingered the ebony dagger. "Nice. I suggest you keep this, just in case. We can't watch you all the time. As for your jailer, I'll see what a little gold in the right palm can do. I'm surprised that Aricyn fellow hasn't been looking after you better;  guess he's afraid."

*





Loranna begins to chuckle, then to laugh; her voice sounds older than is healthy for a girl her age.

"Perhaps, though I think he more just figures his little Azura is safe under lock and key right now, unable to wander off and cause any cities to burst in flames when he isn't around to make it all look good. I suspect he's busily making arrangements for my tour through Morrowind - and planning private words to share with me when no one else can hear him get cross."

Looking at the dagger, Loranna eventually takes it and tucks it into her dress. " ... Thank you for watching over me as you have, even if it was simply because of orders."


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 5 2004, 10:52 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 5 2004, 03:44 AM)

Loranna begins to chuckle, then to laugh; her voice sounds older than is healthy for a girl her age.

"Perhaps, though I think he more just figures his little Azura is safe under lock and key right now, unable to wander off and cause any cities to burst in flames when he isn't around to make it all look good.  I suspect he's busily making arrangements for my tour through Morrowind - and planning private words to share with me when no one else can hear him get cross."

Looking at the dagger, Loranna eventually takes it and tucks it into her dress.  " ... Thank you for watching over me as you have, even if it was simply because of orders."

*




For a moment, the usually loquacious Mirror was shocked to silence. Then he shook his head very slightly.

"You still don't even get it, do you? Of course you don't. We don't take orders. How can you order someone you can't touch? I follow her because... well. Because it's cold outside. I may be a message boy, but I'm my own man."

He leaned forward, touching her tearstreaked face with the back of his hand, with a look of wonder, as if it were something he'd wanted to do for a long time. Then he snapped to wakefulness, and glanced towards the door.

"Look at me - losing it. Standing here chatting like we're in the public commons. I'll see you, pretty lady."

His method of entering the Void seemed to be to run very fast. Very fast. The world simply couldn't keep track of him. And then he was gone.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 5 2004, 11:01 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 5 2004, 04:52 AM)

For a moment, the usually loquacious Mirror was shocked to silence. Then he shook his head very slightly.

"You still don't even get it, do you?  Of course you don't. We don't take orders. How can you order someone you can't touch?  I follow her because... well. Because it's cold outside. I may be a message boy, but I'm my own man."

He leaned forward, touching her tearstreaked face with the back of his hand, with a look of wonder, as if it were something he'd wanted to do for a long time. Then he snapped to wakefulness, and glanced towards the door.

"Look at me - losing it. Standing here chatting like we're in the public commons. I'll see you, pretty lady."

His method of entering the Void seemed to be to run very fast. Very fast. The world simply couldn't keep track of him. And then he was gone.

*





Loranna touches the spot on her face where Mirror's hand had brushed her skin, smiling softly, though her eyes showed a mix of sorrow as well as happiness.

... Didn't quite listen as well as I should have, she reproaches herself gently. Still the young girl clamoring for attention when I'm not careful ... though, he is very pretty and he seems ... gentle.

Loranna closes her eyes; I need to work on listening some more, she thinks. Before my fantasy world drowns out the real one completely - or I'm no longer here to listen at all ...

As she closes her eyes though she feels a small weight in her arms, like a small bundle; she tries not to think about the sensation in her arms too much, knowing already what promises lay in her grasp ...



Posted by: Meridia Dec 5 2004, 12:14 PM

Maranda finished her water and walked to her room. Closing the door behind her, she saw a familiar person sitting on the bed...
Hello, my dear servent... I have to congradulate you on your efforts. you have done well... unfortunatly my plan has hit a snag...
'What sort of problem do you face, my lord?' Maranda asked
It is the problem of survivability...and of the ritual being completed before it is interfered with... I am trying to gain support for my plan, however, some of the Princes do not like the idea... I must have the complete support of the remainder princes, plus some powerful allies to... how should I put this, distract Loranna's substantual and powerful supporters
'And how do you plan to achive this?' Maranda asked
That is your task, to find people who will activly assist us, even if they don't know what is going to occur... of course, continue the search for the Name of Stasis, but make this a priority too... perhaps even more of a priority than the forbidden names... Loranna's supporters could attack at any time if they got wind of this plan, that is why you have the Ring of the Shadow Mind. Do your subordinates know much? I have not really been paying attention
'Daidez, I have not told him everything, I have just used him to search for various people... He is a supporter of Narmia, and I think he might know of some of the details... my servent, 'he-who-hunts-elves' does not know much at all...' Maranda finished.
That Diadez, or whatever his name is; is in trouble... he knows too much and is a soft target... I think you should get rid of him at the first possible moment...
'He is more useful to me alive than dead... there is no-one with his sort of connections and skills that I know in this entire provence... I can't eliminate him... not yet...' Maranda said
Hmm, I sence trouble brewing on the horizon... be careful... Since you now have the Curiass it shoud be safe for you to draw the sacred blade to defend yourself with... I wish you luck, my dear servent, in your mission... with that, the avatar of Meridia dissapered...

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 5 2004, 01:29 PM

Razub sat in the Silt Strider behind the driver. "Is there any chance you could perhaps make this thing go a little faster?" he asked politely "I'm hoping to meet a friend who probably won't be staying in Gnisis for very long." "I'm afraid this is it's top speed, serjo." The driver replied.

Just then a humongous bolder started rolling down a nearby mountain, heading straight for the silt strider. "ABANDON STRIDER!" The driver shouted in terror. The moment they landed, the boulder crushed the strider, sending it's innards splattering over the country side.

Razub looked to the top of the mountain, and he thought he saw the vague shape of an orc. He then saw the shape of several people, all weilding bows. "Bandits!" exclaimed the driver. "Take cover!" As son as he had finished his words, an arrow pierced his neck.

Razub quickly scrambled behind the cover of some rocks, and drew 6 of his best throwing knives. He peered out from behind the rocks, and took aim. He jumped up, threw two of the knives, and heard screams, followed by the sound of bodies rolling down the mountain side. When they stopped, Razub could see his knives sticking out of their necks. Perfect shot

He took aim again, but before he could jump up, he could hear an arrow fly past his head, narrowly missing. This was followed by many more arrows, none of which, fortunately, hit their mark. He could then hear several pairs of feet sliding down.

He looked up, and was greeted by the sight of 5 bandits charging at him with swords. He quickly threw his 4 remaining knives at the bandits, all of which were instant kills. This just left one bandit: the orc who had moved the boulder.

"You die now, little kittie." said the orc, mockingly. He then charged at Razub, who drew his ebony dagger, Tooth (named so for it's dragon's tooth hilt). The orc took a sing at Razubs head. Razub ducked down, and stabbed at the orc, but only stabbed air. This continued for some time, with each blow being greeted by air. Finally, after a good 20 minutes of battle, Tooth sunk deep into the orc's heart. "There." he said, starting to walk around to the various bodies to collect his knives.

When he had finished, he looked at the debris. There's no way I can get past here, and I'm an awful mountain climber. Looks like I'll have to find another route to Gnisis. He started searching for a different route, wondering if he'd reach Gnisis in time.

OOC: Some of you might recognise the dagger Tooth from the Daggerfall book series, King Edward.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 5 2004, 02:04 PM

'Loranna. Loranna, can you here me? I have been trying to reach you for weeks! Are.... are you.. ok?'

Posted by: stratigo Dec 5 2004, 08:29 PM

Zaldaar walked into town. The jail was just ahead. In front of it sat a guard. Zaldaar aproached the guard, "I hear you have a prisoner by the name of Loranna. I need to speak with her." The guard looked up, "I'm sorry, but noones aloud to see her except her jailer." Zaldaar frowned, "Who is the jailer?"

"Sir Ciel, but he's going to be leaving soon."

"Who will take his place?"

"Sir Liris."

"Well thank you for the information." Zaldaar turned and walked away. He knew of Ciel and of Liris. He'd have more chance of getting to Loranna with Liris in charge. He'd wait.


Posted by: FireMaster Dec 5 2004, 10:42 PM

*Erenius had been in Tel Branora for many days, thinking things through, when he prepares a written document*

"Send this to Solstheim...the Lich's Tower should be there...or nearby," Erenius says handing it to a personal curiour.

"Yes sir..." the curiour says as he goes forth to deliver the note to Dagoth Lich.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 5 2004, 11:31 PM

"Master, a letter has arrived for you."
'Give me that! now what does it say?'


Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 5 2004, 11:49 PM

*Two-Tails walkes up to the gates of fort Frostmoth ready for anything*
"Now Two-Tails just has to find that tower again."

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 5 2004, 11:50 PM

[Quote]

Dagoth Lich;

All was ready in the city of Vivec...the amulets were set, I had the rooms prepped in both St. Delyn and St. Olms, and all we needed was the right time.

However, it seems we have hit a slight snag... Apparently, it seems that the Thieve's Guild informants I had via an acquaintance of mine from the party had found that Loranna is not in Vivec in all likelyhood.

However, should you find the need, he hinted that the Royal Palace in Mournhold would be a good place to look...however, with this failure, I'd take the current information with a grain of salt. Other than the above, it is all I have for now.

Should you request it, I can send an envoy to the city guised as a diplomat from one of the razed towns we passed to gather more information...this will take time, however, and if either of us come with more information, be sure to pass it to the right source.

And before I forget, should something be of my notice, send it to me through Tel-Branora for now.

~Written by the below signed~
~~Erenius~~

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 5 2004, 11:56 PM

~psycic talk~

'I got the letter. But next time, just think what you want me to know. I will hear it. I have discovered that Loranna is in Gnisis and need an informant there. You should send one there.'

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 5 2004, 11:59 PM

*Erenius hears something in his thoughts, but quickly realizes its Dagoth*

'Thank you...and I shall myself shall go to Gnisis...and I'll still send the contact to Mournhold...just to keep us both abrest of all developments. I suggest that you go to Gnisis as well...if you can do so without stirring up too much trouble that is,' Erenius thinks to Dagoth. 'And why is it, lich, that you share such a need to track Loranna? If its for love, I must say that it is not bound to last...and if its out of devotion to Azura...at least that is of a noble reason.'

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 6 2004, 12:01 AM

'Both reasons my friend. Both reasons. And while it may not last, it will keep me going.'

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 6 2004, 12:03 AM

'As you wish...sadly however, all that remains is for us to wait,' Erenius sighs. 'And I must say, I am not one to wait...while I can see you waiting as you are easily have much more time than any of us...save the Altmer noble mage we occasionally meet.'

Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 6 2004, 12:03 AM

*After searching for about an hour, Two-Tails finds the tower, he nockes at the door*

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 6 2004, 12:05 AM

An apprentice opens the door. "Why have you come here?"
'Move out of my way! Is that you Two-Tails.... it is you! How are you?'

Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 6 2004, 12:07 AM

"Two-Tails is well friend lich, he thought that maby friend lich could use Two-Tails' help. May Two-Tails come inside? It is cold out here."

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 6 2004, 12:08 AM

'Yes yes, come in come in!! You are always welcome here.'

Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 6 2004, 12:12 AM

*Two-Tails come into the tower and removes his cloak*
"Thank you friend you are most generous, but Two-Tails came to see if he could be of service, and he is sure that you already know were Loranna is. so Two-Tails has come to offer his services."
*Two-Tails smiles at the lich*
"And thank you for helping me with Celezar"

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 6 2004, 12:15 AM

'No problem, I had a score to settle anyway. And yes any help you give is appriciated. You, skeleton, bring Two-Tails some skooma!'


Posted by: Two-Tails Dec 6 2004, 12:18 AM

"Two-Tails knowes little beond were they are keeping Loranna, but he will do what friend lich acks of him."
*Two-Tails takes out his skooma pipe*
"You do not mind if Two-Tails smokes he asumes?"

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 6 2004, 12:19 AM

'Not at all, I don't breath anyway. And again, your help is appriciated.'

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 6 2004, 12:45 AM

While sleeping, an assassain picked the 3 locks on Jaim's door. Jaim woke up and pulled out his Wakizashi in one hand, and the Avenger in the other. He then waited for the assassain to come through the door. When the assassain came through the door, she was met by two swords. One pierced her jugular, the other her black heart. Jaim poured a special solution on the blades so that the blood came off, but the metal would not rust. He pulled her inside and closed the door again. He then went through the assassain-woman's possessions. About 1000 gold, and an Ebony Tanto, with a red-inlayed scabbord. Jaim took both of these things, then looked at the woman up and down. Nice Nordic woman, blonde hair, fairly proportioned. "Shame you turned evil." He said, and then dumped the body out of the window.

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 6 2004, 03:33 AM

After examening his map closely for a few minutes, Razub determined that he could get to Gnisis by taking a much longer route. Grrr, there's no way I could get to Yasur before he leaves Gnisis now. He heard a screech, and looked to the sky. He could see what looked like a cross between a dragon and a cliff racer. It was a bit smaller than a dragon, but many times larger than a cliff racer. It swooped down, barely missing Razub's head, who had rolled out of it's way. It turned around for another swoop, and Razub drew a throwing knife with a blinding enchantment. It was approaching fast, and Razub took careful aim. Just as it was about to hit him, Razub threw the knife at the creatures left eye, and quickly rolled away. It had managed to cut his arm with it's wing, but the creature was now blind, and crashed into a nearby mountain. The impact caused a rockslide to start, and massive boulders covered the beast. Seeing the rocks begin to shift, razub decided that now would be a good time to get away. Razub turned around, and started running as fast was he could, feeling a sharp pain in his arm.

Posted by: Girai_Harkaanius Dec 6 2004, 04:03 AM

Silence touched the Nordic wastes, words flowing from its tongue more beautiful than any noise. Noise indeed, the horrific blessing of Padomay. Yet both touching existence in correct order created something more beautiful than both: Music. And music Girai felt flowing through him, the wonderful, eternal gift of the One.

This music came from his master's glass artifact. Therogar the Worn kneeled over it silently and touched its triangular sides at random. His meditations were broken by Girai's accidental brushing of an icicle from its moors. The clear, javelin-like shape shattered on the floor.

"Thinking of Noise, were you not?" the ancient Nord said, "Strange how thoughts bring about such things. The power of the mind is a wonderful thing indeed. Uncontrolled it can become lethal." He got up slowly and sat by the campfire in the cave they occupied. "The One brought about the Mundus first in thought, then in deed. Hence the power of faith, the mind frees it to happen, then it happens." He looked mournful for a moment. "Such power must be vested in the One, or it will come to ruin."

Girai nodded slowly. "Yet it would seem Noise has come in full form in the body of a maiden. Can nothing be done yet?" Therogar stood near the mouth of the cave. "The One is not willing to consort with beings of darkness, but perhaps it would benefit his cause if we broke from that rule briefly." Girai looked at the Nord obviously startled. "What could we possibly gain from a Daedra?" Timeless thought of a regret coming formed in the old Nord's eyes. "What choice do we have? There is no mortal power that can help us with this task, and the Aedra are bound presently with other duties. Tiber Septim I doubt would come willingly... but perhaps I am wrong." Therogar thought briefly. "Search for where the witch is imprisoned, I will attempt to speak with Lord Septim. Through ritual perhaps he will answer our calls."

Girai nodded and went to the back of the cave to find a scroll of Divine Intervention he had seen earlier. He called to ask where it was, but Therogar was already gone, and the Music played to only two solemn ears.

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 6 2004, 05:21 AM

While Yasur was enjoying a cup of Flin in Gnisis, Razub was running for dear life. The creature had broken out of it's rocky trap, and now was madder than ever. It let off a blast of flame, which was barely dodged by Razub. Most of his fur had become singed, and all his white spots had turned black. It swooped down, knocking Razub off his feet and high into the air. He landed in a tree, which was set alight the moment Razub got out. Luckily, he had dropped down onto the door to a cave. He quickly opened the stone door, and jumped inside, slamming it shut behind him. He turned to look into the cave, and was greeted by the sight of 6 blades pointed at his throat. "You better have a damn good reason for being in here, khajiit." The leader, a dunmer male, said. The reason revealed itself by smashing down the door, nearly impaling Razub on the swords. It quick fried the bandits with a single breath, but was unable to get it's head in far enough to see the rather singed Razub, who was hiding behind a rock. Why does it never end?

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 6 2004, 06:49 AM

ot: and so I join. My character's name is Azrael, a dark elf rogue. I'll reveal information on him as the story goes along smile.gif

IC:

"Azrael, hand me that sample of kanet, would you?. . .Azrael?. . .AZRAEL?"

Looking up, a bit disgruntled, from the parchment he was writing--a report on the effects of dreugh wax as an anesthetic in a lasik procedure he observed in the local Imperial cult--Azrael threw Kraj, the resident alchemy master, and a rather foul-tempered khatjit, a dirty look, "You know that I'm writing this report for Eliin, Kraj; get the damned kanet yourself". He turned back to his work, mumbling about the khatjit's foul odor, when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see a nervous looking bosmer, no older than 14. "Yes, what do you want? I'm sure you just saw me tell off that smelly Khatjit; I'm still writing my report". "Um...Eliin wants to see you, sir", the boy replied, gulping and closing his eyes to wait for a response.

Azrael nodded, then rolled up his parchment, and headed out of the room, up a flight of stairs leading to the Archwizard's tower. Upon arrival he was greeted by the familiar squawk of Master Eliin's pet cliff racer; this was a peculiar creature, nearly pygmy in size; Eliin had told him earlier that it happened to get in the way of a nasty spell he had been experimenting with. Brushing the bird-like animal aside, Azrael walked slowly up to Eliin's desk, seeing the Altmer turn around with a rather sour look on his face.

"Ahh, this looks like a wonderful conversation; better choose my words tactfully", he thought."You wanted to see me, sir?".
"Yes", the aged Altmer replied, "I did."

Azrael readied himself for the worst; he had seen the old Wizard's temper fire up before. The Altmer's face suddenly changed expressions, turning from a grimace to a grin, "I've been hearing that Kraj has been heckling you lately. He's a resident master, so I can't remove him, though. If you would be interested, I could re-locate you to another branch of the guild."

"What a perfect opportunity", Azrael thought to himself.

"Why yes, sir. That sounds like a nice idea, thank you for considering it. Kraj has been getting in the way of my studies lately, and I was prepared to take it to you the next time."

"Very well", Eliin replied, "How does the Gnisis branch sound? I have recieved word that they are looking for a new alchemist, and you are more than qualified to go take the job"

"Thank you sir, that sounds wonderful", Azrael replied, with a sincere grin on his face.

"Very well then, you leave tomorrow, I've already sent word by guild-guide."

Azrael turned to leave the room, when his steps were interrupted once more by Eliin's authoritative voice, "Oh, and Azrael. My apprentice-boy found a rather nice dagger in a mix of worn out metal scraps we were going to use. I am sure you would be interested, would you not?". Azrael turned suddenly, drawn by the thought of a new aid, "Why, of course sir. Where is this weapon?" "I have it right here", the Altmer replied, taking it out of his robe's upper-left pocket. He threw it to Azrael, blade first. Azrael caught it, and stuffed it quickly into his own robe. Smiling, he turned to leave for Gnisis.

Ang (like it so far?)



Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 6 2004, 07:15 AM

Razub could hear the creature sniffing, and he could see the tip of it's huge, scaley mouth sticking into the doorway. It was a fleshy colour, and looked much the same as a cliff racer's beak, only much, much, larger. After what seemed like hours to Razub (even though it was just a few minutes), the beast finally revmoved it's mouth, and let out an allmighty screech. The sound of beating wings could be heard, and Razub moved from his hiding place. Phew! That was close. Let's see what these idiots were carrying, and what kind of stuff they were hiding here. He looked through the scorched skeletons of the bandits, and took any gold, jewellery, and throwing weapons he could find. Some of the stuff was even enchanted, and he even found a glass dagger that was enchanted with all kinds of damaging spells. He looked around the blackened walls of the cave, and saw that there were a good deal of chests filled with various valueables. Or at least he thought they were chests. There was only the soot covered iron frames left, and they were still hot to the touch. He took as much as he could carry in his sack, and left, continuing his journey.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 6 2004, 07:49 AM

Dante and Illidan made their way towards the table, once Illidan sat down he handed Dante the flin he ordered "Here..." he says waving the bottle infront of him "thanks" Says Dante snatching the bottle from his hand and making his way up to the bar to enjoy his drink in peace.

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 6 2004, 08:11 AM

Yasur found himself pinned to the wall by a gigantic orc. "WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY MOTHER, DUNMER?" the orc shouted furiously. Yasur spat in his face, which earned him a punch to the head. Yasur began muttering a spell. The orc, too stupid to know what Yasur was doing, felt the full force of the fatigue draining spell. He collapsed, and Yasur brushed himself off before healing himself. Stupid orcs, say one thing about their mothers, and it's an instant barfight. "Well, that was fun." he said to no one in particular. Yasur went back to his table, and downed his flin. He then saw Dante over at the bar, and walked over to him.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 6 2004, 08:16 AM

Aricyn sits, looking out a small window across the dusty grey ground, to the tower where Loranna is held. The pen in his hand hovers over fine parchment as he rubs the stress from his temples. Frowning, he crumples the parchment into a ball, throws it across the room, and starts again...


"A missive to Her Most Royal Majesty Elysana, Sovereign Queen of Wayrest,
from the hand of Aricyn, late of Hfelgard, Skyrim;

"Your Most Excellent Majesty, please excuse the directness in sending this letter without a formal introduction, but I am afraid that present circumstances preclude proper formality.

"Your Majesty is well aware of the band which includes the girl Loranna, who claims to be the incarnation of the Daedra Prince Azura, which to your loyal servants surrendered, and was taken to Morrowind under their guard. I do not know the circumstances of the grievance your Majesty has against the girl or her party, but I am sure that your Majesty's wrath is as just as it is terrible. I would not presume to beg for their forgiveness.

"I would, however, take the liberty of enlightening your Majesty as to their goal in Morrowind. The goal, bluntly put, is to secure the faith and following of the Dunmer people and return them to the worship of their ancestral patron, Azura. It has come to my mind that this cannot sit well with the King of Morrowind, your Majesty's most royal brother Helseth.

"Your Majesty's familial love is without question, of course, but rest easy, for while incarcerated by your Majesty's soldiers, that company is completely thwarted from harming the security of King Helseth's throne, a fate that otherwise would be almost certain. Our exploits in Skyrim are no doubt known to your Majesty, and thanks to your noble men, King Helseth's country and throne shall be spared such chaos.

"I write this so that your Majesty will be well informed, from all sides of this matter, and may therefore be certain of acting in Her Majesty's best interests. The Daedra Prince Azura intends to do nothing more than unite her people then return to Oblivion, and one wonders in what state this would leave the country of Morrowind if King Helseth were to have lost power in the process.

"I believe that I am in a postion to assert some considerable influence over the girl Loranna and the situation in general, and hope that your Majesty will not hesitate to contact me if I can be of service.

"Again, I hope that your Majesty can forgive the intrusion of this letter.
"May your Majesty's rule be long and bountiful.


"Aricyn~

Posted by: w0nders Dec 6 2004, 08:22 AM

Seeing Yasur walking towards him Dante rose to his feet and spoke "Ah Yasur is it? I have trouble remembering names" says Dante holding out his hand...

Meanwhile Illidan is still flirting shamelessly "So....do you come here often?....."

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 6 2004, 08:24 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Dec 6 2004, 04:22 PM)

Seeing Yasur walking towards him Dante rose to his feet and spoke "Ah Yasur is it? I have trouble remembering names" says Dante holding out his hand...

*





Yasur took Dante's hand and shook it. "Yes it is Yasur. Tell me, what brings you to these parts?"

Posted by: w0nders Dec 6 2004, 08:27 AM

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Dec 6 2004, 02:24 AM)

Yasur took Dante's hand and shook it. "Yes it is Yasur. Tell me, what brings you to these parts?"

*





a small smirk is visible across Dante's lips "I came to collect my older brother...But it seems that there is soon to be more becoming of this little trip, don't you think?" He asks taking another sip from his flin

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 6 2004, 08:31 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Dec 6 2004, 04:27 PM)

a small smirk is visible across Dante's lips "I came to collect my older brother...But it seems that there is soon to be more becoming of this little trip, don't you think?" He asks taking another sip from his flin

*





"Indeed." Yasur replied "Now if you'll excuse me, Dante, I have business to attend too." Yasur turned around and walked out the door onto the street.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 6 2004, 08:33 AM

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Dec 6 2004, 02:31 AM)

"Indeed." Yasur replied "Now if you'll excuse me, Dante, I have business to attend too." Yasur turned around and walked out the door onto the street.

*





"Very well, Farewell Yasur" He says sitting back down and having another sip from his flin.

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 6 2004, 08:49 AM

Razub felled the final bandit, and walked around collecting his throwing stars. He took a fine robe inlayed with various jewels, and put it on, seeing as how his cloak had been torched by the creature. It also contained many pockets, and most of them contained various potions. He removed the store bought potions, and replaced them with his much higher quality ones, drinking one to fix the cuts he had recieved. He was about to leave when he spotted something in the dirt. It was a small trinket, but it had a blood red glow to it. Razub picked it up, but instantly felt a darkness start to creep into his heart and soul. He also felt a great power coming through it, so he shoved it into one of his many pockets.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 6 2004, 09:50 AM

Wayrest, High Rock

Queen Elysana was the portrait of sweetness and light as she knelt before the statue of the dragon god of Time, Akatosh, in her private chantry in the royal palace. Akatosh had always been the patron of Wayrest, though the merchant classes who made the city and kingdom great were often more devoted to Zenithar. Elysana was praying for Akatosh’s help, and her advisors knew that meant either one of two things. She needed a delay, or she needed something to happen fast.

They also knew better than to disturb her, for in her own way, she was a very devout woman.

“Would you speak with Lord Ciel who has arrived from the east?” Thryrl Castellian, spymaster and replacement for his sister, asked her when she emerged.

“Oh, yes,” she said with a smile of great warmth, her eyes twinkling. “I will enjoy giving him his honors. Any other matters of interest?”

“A letter,” said Lord Castellian, handing her Aricyn’s letter.

She read it, smiling, her face never showing even a hint of a reaction.

“Will you be writing a reply, your majesty?”

“Yes, but not to him. I need a scribe and the fastest courier to send word to Lord Liris.”

When she had finished her dictation and send the courier on his way, sweetly murmuring that he would please her if he traveled very quickly, she turned to Lord Castellian, “Now, bring Lord Ciel to me. I am ready to give him his honors for disobeying my orders.”

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 6 2004, 10:01 AM

From within the Void, Mirror watched. He wasn't sure why he cared. Perhaps it was the spectacle of loyalty in a hopeless cause. He felt somehow that Ciel was a kindred spirit. He had been watching him, now, for a very long time.

Did Ciel even want his help? Could he help? If he could, and he did, what then?

He was acting on his own initiative. He had not spoken to anyone at the Guild house about what he was doing.

He watched and waited.

Posted by: Solin Dec 6 2004, 11:00 AM

Waiting on the Queen in a small antechamber, Ciel paces back and forth. He thinks of his last conversation with quarry, likely still in Gnisis. Mid pace he stops in front of the mirror. He looks and sees the rose embroidered on his finery. Pausing he raises a gloved hand to the reflective surface laying it flat on the glass. “My love and my hate, I see it now as I always have,” he whispers, “I regret now, in this circumstance, that I was not able to do better by you. This rest I am to find, a release from the hauntings of my failures. Those men that burned, they’re eyes asked me Was it in vain my lord? I whispered no. I could not bestow my ultimate fate upon myself despite the husbandry it would bring to the cost of such ceremony as I am about to receive, my transgressions are too great. I do not deserve such ease of passage. Many nights I have wondered if presented the same choice again, would I lay down and die in the service rather than take a higher route? I know the answer now, no.”

Dropping his hand from the mirror he turns about.


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 6 2004, 11:06 AM

There was a sound of booted feet dropping to the floor behind Ciel.

"Wait," Mirror said. The handsome young man's face was red with emotion. "You don't... you don't have to... I'm doing this badly. What I mean to say is, I got in here. And I have a few more tricks up my sleeve. If you want my help."

Posted by: Nalion Dec 6 2004, 11:09 AM

Nalion climbs over the railing of the ship that had brought him to the northern shore of the West Gash. His eyes scan the tiny fishing village of Khuul.
A part of the village was built on stakes and wooden planks, some reaching quite a bit into the water. Small fishing boats were rolling slighty under the planks, some were drawn on the shore for repairs. Khuul was no particularly pretty village. Some houses were covered in moss and seaweed, and the fish offal swapped continuously up and down the beach. A fishy smell lay over the whole village nearly drowning the fresh salty odour of the sea.

Nalion wrinkles his nose. "I'll surely not stay here for long.", he thought. Moving across the wooden walkway, he makes for the small trading outpost to buy provisions. After doing his business there, he slowly heads for the silt strider port a short walk away from the village.
"Why walk when you can ride?", greets the man tending to the strider. Nalion smiles. Silt strider guides had the same mentality all over Vvardenfell.
"Why ride, when you can teleport?", Nalion asks in return. And to himself he thinks "I wanted to say this at least once! For a long time...!" Then he vanishes using a Divine Intervention spell, leaving a baffled strider guide behind...

Posted by: Solin Dec 6 2004, 11:10 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 6 2004, 03:06 AM)

There was a sound of booted feet dropping to the floor behind Solin.

"Wait,"  Mirror said. The handsome young man's face was red with emotion. "You don't... you don't have to... I'm doing this badly. What I mean to say is, I got in here. And I have a few more tricks up my sleeve. If you want my help."

*





Shocked into silence for a moment at the sudden appearance of this man behind him, Ciel stares with his jaw dropped.

Slowly regaining his wits he says, "Of course..."


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 6 2004, 11:20 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 6 2004, 04:10 AM)

Shocked into silence for a moment at the sudden appearance of this man behind him, Ciel stares with his jaw dropped.

Slowly regaining his wits he says, "Of course..."

*





The young man was breathing heavily. "Only a few tricks, but good ones. I can shoot people who can't shoot me. I can appear in places I'm not expected. I'm good at distracting people, and I can steal things out of locked rooms without opening doors. And I run faster than anyone you've ever seen. If any of that sounds like it will get you out of here, lead the way... you probably know this place and the people here better than I do. We would need to get out of the castle, magic doesn't work here. Then recall somewhere safe. I can meet you."

Posted by: Solin Dec 6 2004, 11:49 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 6 2004, 03:20 AM)

The young man was breathing heavily. "Only a few tricks, but good ones. I can shoot people who can't shoot me. I can appear in places I'm not expected. I'm good at distracting people, and I can steal things out of locked rooms without opening doors. And I run faster than anyone you've ever seen. If any of that sounds like it will get you out of here, lead the way... you probably know this place and the people here better than I do. We would need to get out of the castle, magic doesn't work here. Then recall somewhere safe. I can meet you."

*





“I would ask you how but, we are lacking for time,” Ciel says, “If you can make sure Her Majesty’s Roses are not in my path then I am sure I can make a safe exit. You sound like well equipped lad for such work. It would be my greatest of preferences to be free of here with out blood spilled, including yours.

“The best route out of the castle would likely be one of the lesser used side gates or the rear through the maze, or both if you think you can manage it. From there I could make for a tavern near the docks, Lord Ferin’s Bottle, I know it well.”


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 6 2004, 12:19 PM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 6 2004, 04:49 AM)

“I would ask you how but, we are lacking for time,” Ciel says, “If you can make sure Her Majesty’s Roses are not in my path then I am sure I can make a safe exit.  You sound like well equipped lad for such work.  It would be my greatest of preferences to be free of here with out blood spilled, including yours.

“The best route out of the castle would likely be one of the lesser used side gates or the rear through the maze, or both if you think you can manage it.  From there I could make for a tavern near the docks, Lord Ferin’s Bottle, I know it well.”

*




"Right... let me go look and come back."

The strange young man took a run at the wall... but instead of knocking himself senseless on impact, he disappeared.

From within the Void, he could see all the passages of the castle, even the hidden ones. He could see the people moving and with the right string of power he could see the paths they were most likely to take. He stood still for a few minutes... but not too long. Elysana's men were on their way. Now they had a time limit.

Mirror returned, and gave his report. Now that he had a clear task in hand, his nervousness vanished.

"Castellian's on his way. There are quite a few men with him. They seem to expect you to put up a struggle. Which means fewer men in other places. Go out the back but don't bother with the maze, just use magic and get out. I'll meet you. Give me your cloak."

Mirror swung the cloak over his shoulders. Booted feet could be heard outside, approaching their corridor.

"That's it for time. Go. I'll meet you. And I'll try to spare your friends."

Mirror ran at the wall again, and appeared in the middle of the marching men.

Ciel could hear shouting, drawn swords, and the rush of feet... away from him.

Posted by: Solin Dec 6 2004, 12:40 PM

With a quick peek out the door to make sure the guards were gone, Ciel slips out into infamy as he makes his flight across the city to the tavern. There were moments when he seemed all but caught by the Queen’s men but Mirror always arrived to make the crucial distraction.

The Bottle was a fairly well to do establishment, serving customers whose taste was a bit more exotic, it’s position on the bayfront eased considerably the transport of goods from ships to the tavern. The interior was lit with shaded lamps and it’s patrons in private rooms enjoying fine commodities from far shores. Ciel waited in a private room for the young man who had aided him in his departure from the castle.


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 6 2004, 12:45 PM

Mirror entered through the wall, cloakless, the front of his tunic soaked with blood.

"I'm okay," he said. "Left a scar though. Those guards are sharper than you might expect. They had a hold of me for a minute there. What's next? Fast ship? Mages' Guild? We'd better get out of Wayrest before word spreads. Do you know where you're going?"

Posted by: Solin Dec 6 2004, 12:57 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 6 2004, 04:45 AM)

Mirror entered through the wall, cloakless, the front of his tunic soaked with blood.

"I'm okay," he said. "Left a scar though. Those guards are sharper than you might expect. They had a hold of me for a minute there. What's next?  Fast ship?  Mages' Guild?  We'd better get out of Wayrest before word spreads. Do you know where you're going?"

*




"Are you sure my friend?" Ciel asks worried, "I am certain we can find a healer here able to do his work quickly.

"I think ship would be best, perhaps I can convince the captain to change course once we're at sea since doubtless the queen will determine where the ship sails," he says hefting a bag of drakes with a concerned frown on his face. "I worry about her wrath now, anyone who I meet is in danger, especially you, is there anything I can do to repay your kind assistance?”


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 6 2004, 01:12 PM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 6 2004, 05:57 AM)

"Are you sure my friend?" Ciel asks worried, "I am certain we can find a healer here able to do his work quickly.

"I think ship would be best, perhaps I can convince the captain to change course once we're at sea since doubtless the queen will determine where the ship sails," he says hefting a bag of drakes with a concerned frown on his face. "I worry about her wrath now, anyone who I meet is in danger, especially you, is there anything I can do to repay your kind assistance?”

*





"I had a potion with me," Mirror said. He laughed, the sort of laugh that covers some other emotion. "Never been stuck like that before, don't care for it at all. As for the queen, I live a long way from Wayrest and she doesn't know me from Tiber Septim. Repayment?"

Here he paused and looked Ciel directly in the eyes for a moment. Then he looked away, and blew out his breath sharply, flipping the hair that fell over his forehead. "I'm just glad you're not dead. I have a name, by the way. It's Tris. I've been watching you since you started following us through Skyrim."

Posted by: Solin Dec 6 2004, 01:49 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 6 2004, 05:12 AM)

"I had a potion with me,"  Mirror said. He laughed, the sort of laugh that covers some other emotion. "Never been stuck like that before, don't care for it at all. As for the queen, I live a long way from Wayrest and she doesn't know me from Tiber Septim. Repayment?"

Here he paused and looked Ciel directly in the eyes for a moment. Then he looked away, and blew out his breath sharply, flipping the hair that fell over his forehead. "I'm just glad you're not dead. I have a name, by the way. It's Tris. I've been watching you since you started following us through Skyrim."

*





"Skyrim? For wh-," the older Breton broke abruptly, "It is of no matter.

"You have my thanks, Tris. I think I will head for Cyrodiil, or perhaps Dawnstar, to answer your earlier question. Once aboard ship I should be safe for the time being. I best be on my way, lest all your hard work be for naught. You've been through quite a lot as it is. Best of travels, friend, may your path and mine cross again so we could talk longer," says the knight extending his arm in a guesture of well met and farewell.

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 6 2004, 01:56 PM

Razub quickly ducked down as the axe slammed into the rockwall. It was now stuck and the bandit was busy trying to pull it out while Razub drew Tooth. He quickly stabbed the muscular Redguard in the stomach, puncturing the steel plate. The man let out a scream of rage and pain, and pulled away before Razub could retrieve his dagger. The famed "Adrenaline Rush" was now taking full effect, and the Redguard quickly pulled out his axe from the rock with one hand, and ripped Tooth out with the other. He gave a mighty roar, and charged at Razub. No, no, no, NO! Razub ducked as the axe gave him a haircut, and ended up with a large hole in his robe. Imagine, being killed by my own dagger. He quickly rolled as the axe gave the back of his robe a trim, and had one of his whiskers sliced off by Tooth. Razub began running, but soon found himself crashing to the ground from a tackle. He felt something hard in one of his pockets, and reached in. It was the crimson amulet. He put it on just as the bandit was about to deliver the finishing blow. Razub felt a dark power surge through him, and he slashed at the redguard, his claws slicing through the armour like a hot knife though butter. He let out the roar of a wild beast, and jumped onto the redguard, slashing at his face. The brigand started to scream, but found no vocal cords to scream with. He fell to the ground, he face and neck torn to shreds. Razub felt the power start to leave him, and he removed the amulet. Yet a portion of the darkness remained. He looked at the remains of the redguard, and vomited, disgusted both at the gore, and himself. After resting for a while, he head off again, feeling a heavy burden inside his heart.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 6 2004, 01:59 PM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 6 2004, 06:49 AM)

"Skyrim? For wh-," the older Breton broke abruptly, "It is of no matter.

"You have my thanks, Tris.  I think I will head for Cyrodiil, or perhaps Dawnstar, to answer your earlier question.  Once aboard ship I should be safe for the time being.  I best be on my way, lest all your hard work be for naught.  You've been through quite a lot as it is.  Best of travels, friend, may your path and mine cross again so we could talk longer," says the knight extending his arm in a guesture of well met and farewell.

*




Mirror laughed, and clasped his hand.

"I'd better go home, I suppose, and find out whether my own liege lady is still speaking to me after this stunt. Keep well. You'll see me again. I'll... keep an eye on you until you're under way."

One again, he ran at the wall and vanished, leaving Ciel alone in the private room.

Posted by: Solin Dec 6 2004, 02:08 PM

Still amazed by this young man's particular talent Ciel shakes his head. He makes his way out of the tavern and heads for the docks. With the help of the spirits of Zenithar, Akatosh, and Stendarr he finds passage on a vessel leaving the bay.

The wind blows and the wood creaks as the ship glides out of the port. Standing at the stern, Ciel looks back at his Jewel of the Bay wondering.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 6 2004, 03:23 PM

Maranda noticed a number of familiar faces throughout the tavern... yes, indeed Daidez had come through for her again. She would use this as an oppitunity to discover Azura's first forbiden name of Stasis... It would also be a good place to look out for Loranna's Friends, possible enemies of Maranda, and Lorannas enemies, possible allies for her masters work. She saw Daidez enter the room, followed by a young Redguard girl... 'He-who-hunts-elves' followed soon after, sitting down at a nearby table.

'Ah, Daidez, you always seem to come through...' Maranda said, thinking how her master could ever order her to kill him... 'who might you have brought allong with you?'
This is the Redguard, Shardie... a former crusader for the Imperial Cult in her younger days... Daidez responded, somewhat unevenly on the last part
'And those younger days were when you were 12?' Maranda said, looking the girl over, she was quite young...
No, madam, I joined the order when I was 15 to get away from home, but I quit after a lechious priest tried to have his way with me...
'And what is your views on the Daedra and the Aedra, organized religion and the such...' Maranda asked, seemingly innosantly, but Shardie picked up on this
Although I was once in the servace of the divines, I do not hold anothers religion against them...
'For your own safety, I shall not tell you what why we are hireing you... It is a 10,000 gold downpayment for an indefinate time... do you agree?'
Shardie smiled,
ITs a deal

The last of my characters intro
Name - Shardie (female)
Race - Redguard
Colour - Purple
Class - Crusader

Hired by Maranda as extra grunt and as protection, Shardie is a strange character... She was once a member of the Imperial Cult in Morrowind, but she quit after a certian incident, offering her services to anyone who wants them. Armed with a sword, and skilled in Heavy Armour and Restoration Magics, she has no items of renoun, an Ebony sword and Templar Armour is what she wears...

And so my characters are in place for the RP. Maranda, Meridia, Daidez (who I have a strange feeling might not be around for much longer), he-who-hunts-elves, and Shardie Its a lot, I know, but I'll kill a few off here and there

(edit... perhaps yellow is not working, clashes with the background, so she is now purple)

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 6 2004, 07:57 PM

Lord Castellian reported to his queen, his head bowed low, trying to keep his blood from dripping on the marble floor.

When he looked up, he met her face, a perfect match for the marble floor. He had never known her to lose her smile before, no matter her anger.

“I have already directed a full search of the city,” he said, quickly. “No shop, no hovel will be exempt from a full search. Any who offer resistance will learn the price of disloyalty.”

“Blood spilled in my palace,” she said, her voice steady and dull. “By someone disappearing and reappearing as if by magic. It is worse than an affront to me. It is an impossibility. My very sanctum has been invaded. My palace may be filled with spies even as we speak. I will speak to my sages, and see what might have transpired here … I will not have a power like that present in my land without my control. It will either be brought to me, or destroyed.”

She rose, and left the throne room, pausing only to say, without looking at Castellian, “Do not heal yourself until you have brought me a satisfactory report. Let your wounds fester until you have proven to me your competence.”



Posted by: FireMaster Dec 6 2004, 10:33 PM

*Erenius left Tel Branora and came to Khuul by boat before going to Ald Velothi via foot*

"Here should be a good waystation...but for how long may it be of use?" Erenius mutters as he walks into the local watering hole, which also happened to be the main store for sundries and equipment.

"What you here for?" the owner shouts as Erenius enterred.

"Calm yourself...I come merely for food and drink, maybe a place to rest," he replies as he sits down and throws the owner a few coins for the meal. "Make it quick...I am simply passing by, and until reason permits, I will likely be staying. Have you a room?"

"Bah...a room?" the owner scoffs. "You want a ROOM in this dump?...better luck in Gnisis...but with events there, it may very well be packed soon enough."

"Yes...with that crazed girl claiming to be Azura's mortal incarnation," Erenius replies, trying not to reveal he knows Loranna.

"That be the reason...so stay a while and make yourself at home...but I doubt you'll find something of worth here," the owner says as he throws Erenius the key across the bartable to his seat.

"Thank you," Erenius replies as he takes the key and leaves for the location noted on the key.

'Seems like this will be quite the fiasco I'd imagine...' Erenius thinks to himself...but sure that Dagoth could hear it should he be atuned to listen.

"Waiting is the worst part of it, huh?" someone at the door says.

"Who might you be?" Erenius asks as he slides his hand to his dagger.

"Noone of import," she replies.

"Then you have no qualms of telling me your name, I assume," Erenius asks.

"I have none...however, my name is of no concern to you...but it should suffice for me to tell you that I hail from Cyrodiil, as do you...I from Colovia...and you from the Nibeny Valley I assume, if only from your accent and style of armor," she replies.

"True...and I gather you have not tracked me down simply to find a fellow Cyrodiil that is in this region and not of the Legion?" Erenius replies smartly.

"Correct. I am Apinia..." she replies.

"I don't believe it," Erenius says as he stands up and walks to her. "Is it really you?"

"Yes, Erenius...it is...and if I were you, I'd stop following that freak around...and also stop fratrenizing with Liches and Skooma-addicts...and half-breeds...and werewolves, amongst who knows whom ever else," Apinia replies disapprovingly.

"Now I remember why I left your company just before last Hearthfire..." Erenius says to her as he turns his back and continues to look over his map of Vvarenfall.

"And I'll never forgive you for that instance...but I shall rejoin you should you want," Apinia says as she walks behind Erenius and puts her head on his shoulder gazing into the map as well, not seeing what Erenius sees.

"For now, certainly..." Erenius replies. "I could use the company. I guess I'll order a second room?"

"I took care of that myself," she says again as she turns around and leaves. "And you best not leave come morn."

"I won't!" Erenius shouts after her as she turns teh corner to her room a few doors down.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 6 2004, 10:54 PM

'Loranna.... damn I still can't reach her! Something, or someone, is blocking my psionics from reaching Loranna's mind. If I find that they hurt her, even a scratch, I WILL KILL EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM!!'


Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 6 2004, 11:22 PM

Stepping outside the mages guild Azrael breathed deeply and, careful not to trip over the excess fabric of his new robe, which he swiped from the guild supply chest on his way out, began to dash off in the direction of his home, which was just across the open town square, "This will be a great opportunity; Maybe this Gnisis area will hold some answers."

Azrael arrived at his house to see Gromm, the local Nord drunk, standing outside his home, woozy from a 'day at the pub'. Gromm had given Azrael a hard time from the moment he had arrived in Balmora; he was a racist of the worst kind, throwing words at Azrael he had never dreamed of any man saying, "shaeae..HEY! What'sce youU doinn' HoME?!". The Nord wavered, then fell over on Azrael's steps.

"Disgusting Creature", Azrael thought, as he kicked the Nord aside, spilling his ale onto a nearby plant, which proceeded to wilt horribly.

He pushed the drunken Nord completely off of the steps to his house, and quickly went inside, closing and locking the door behind him. Once inside, he turned around to face a room full of parchments, alchemical ingredients, and small bladed weapons. Azrael was an avid collector of artifacts, and had, among many other short swords, a very special item which he could not identify--a short blade, silver with a twinge of gold, and a slight blue-esque glow about it. He walked over to his bed and removed it from a case on the shelf, "I may need you on the road, so out you come."

Packing everything he needed for the move was a chore; thankfully he had the aid of a magical bag, which was given to him by a monk in his 17th year. In the bag he placed a handful of various stars and darts, a pair of folded, black pants and shirt, marked with a peculiar symbol on the right shoulderblade, and a mass of other items with which he intended to travel; Azrael never did trust the guild-guide at this guild, nor did he particularly enjoy taking one of those giant "silt bugs" from town to town. If he was going to walk from Balmora to Gnisis he was going to need to pack light.

Taking one last look out of his window, Azrael undressed, revealing a long line of scars down his back, in a peculiar pattern resembling a face; he placed the clothing neatly on a stool next to his bed, stacking his bag next to it and, ready for the new day to begin, slipped under the daedra skin blanket that Eliin had given him as a welcoming present the day he joined the guild. "Tomorrow, we will see where this adventure takes me", he whispered to himself, before rolling over and falling, quickly, into a deep sleep, one eye open.

(Ang)

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 7 2004, 12:00 AM

*Erenius stop studying the map and makes the appropriate notes on it in some script resembling Daedric but seemingly older and more primitive*

"Few know the language...fewer can read it...and yet fewer can understand it," Erenius mutters as he puts the map into its canister before removing much of his clothing and falling asleep on the cot in his room.

Posted by: Tarik Dec 7 2004, 12:41 AM

srry i havent been on, my computer got mucked up a bit over the weekend, is there anything else i should know, i would rather not read through 10 pages of posts.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 7 2004, 01:36 AM

Mirror's story:
(or, Every Void Ranger has a tale to tell...)

Ever since he was a boy what he loved more than anything was to move at speed. Riding horses didn't do it. Levitation didn't do it. What he loved was the feel of his own body perfected.

But soon, too soon, he ran into a plateau past which he could progress no further. He traveled, looking for masters and secrets; went to monks and acrobats, masters of their own bodies. Until at last, at the ripe age of 16, he was forced to admit that now he was the master - all others must come to him for study. He had stuck firmly against the ceiling of human endeavor.

So he turned to magical enchancements, mastered the art of alchemy, creating potions to make himself faster. Learned to make himself more clever using yet more potions, enchantments, spells, so that he could study better, craft magic better. It was like pulling up a weed - all connected beneath the ground, so that plucking one little sprig meant digging up the whole yard. Years passed. Potions and ingredients and parchment cost money. His family had disowned him. Even the beautiful young men he raced against no longer understood him. His only consolation was the sight of his own body in the mirror. He studied the perfect shoes, to put them on his perfect feet. Everything he learned, he put back into the pursuit of speed.

Into the blood pumping in his ears and the veins in his legs standing out like cables. He was faster now than any creature seen on Tamriel. Faster than the blood in a man's veins, faster than the sound of an arrow speeding to its target, faster than the thoughts of a maiden wavering between two lovers.

He became, in the end, so fast that the world could not keep up with him.

Was this it, the source of all his hunger, this black and silent cathedral to no one? Was this the end and the perfection of all his endeavor? Within the Void there was no reason to run anymore - no place to run towards or away from. And it was cold. He liked heat, liked to be drenched in sweat, legs cramping, each breath a knife, reaching for just one more step, don't think, just do it.

He stabbed himself in the chest one day, for no good reason, or at least for no more reason than he had for running in the first place. Stabbed himself and watched the blood spiral out into the outer darkness, into that place which was not a place, which had never tasted flesh; the Void which felt no hunger only because it didn't feel anything. He heard his own heartbeat grow faster and more ragged, felt prickles, then stabbing pains, in his legs and his fingers. Knew, for one white hot, blinding second, just how stupid he was and how much he really did love this shell of flesh. But by then it was too late. He could barely force his eyes open, much less build up the speed to push through to the Inside.

In that moment he saw her, like a star where there was no star. Walking like an angel, or maybe like an animal. She picked him up in her teeth and things got fuzzy after that except he woke up at home, because Skein had seen his traces in the Void, seen his struggle not to die and sent the General after him. General Light. Like a star she came walking where there was no path.

He was mostly okay, after that. But he still liked running.


Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 7 2004, 01:44 AM

'I will try again.... Loranna can you here me? Are you okay?

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 7 2004, 02:14 AM

Daggerfall, Solunastra Guild House:

At the same moment as Lord Castellian bowed before Elysana, another man bowed before another woman, in another kingdom.

"I don't know why I did it," Mirror said. "You can do whatever you want to me, I expect that. But Ciel is not a bad man, just a man serving a bad master. And he wanted to live. He said so, and I was watching. I know I had no orders but it went against my heart to let him die."

Allerleirauh stood and listened quietly. Her expression had changed, over the course of his narrative. Right now her face was very still, her expression unreadable.

Dragon was looking, not at Mirror, but at her.

"Someone else say it," Allerleirauh said. "It sounds better that way. Dragon, you say it."

"Mirror," Dragon said, using the young man's guild name, not his real name. "Your heart is more important than her orders."

As he started to speak, Mirror flinched; as the words emerged, he looked up, startled, into Allerleirauh's suddenly smiling face.

"Oh, Tris. CHIM is precious wherever it appears. You stepped off the path long ago, and without a path you foundered in darkness. So I gave you a new path. And today you have stepped off my path. Congratulations, you are beginning to become a person."

"I think we should give him something," Doll said, jumping up from her seat and rushing out of the room. She returned a few moments later, with a jeweled clasp in the shape of a sun. "This doesn't do much, just locate lost keys. I found it in the treasury the other day and thought how pretty it was, someone should be wearing it." She pinned it at the throat of Mirror's bloodstained jerkin.

"It does look nice on you," Dragon admitted.

"You don't understand," Mirror said. "They SAW me, I broke Guild rules. Queen Elysana's advisors are probably hunting up information on trickster cults right now. This could have terrible consequences, terrible ones."

"It will," Skein said, quietly.

"Then we'll face the consequences as they come," Allerleirauh said. "Tris, when I took you under my roof, I took ALL of you, including your heart. Even when your heart opposes my own. Auriel demands obedience, which is easy. The Void Ghost orders that we disobey; a paradox. And out of that terrible tear in reality comes everything worth having. Tonight you can sit at the head of the table."

"I don't believe this," Mirror said. He put a hand over Doll's hand, which lingered on his chest. "You're giving me HONORS for disobeying orders?"

Allerleirauh turned and smiled at Solin and Arynel. "If we don't honor each other, who will?"

Posted by: Arynel Dec 7 2004, 02:23 AM


"Orders..." Arynel mused. "A man hanging from a ledge must cast aside the limits of comprehension, and reach out towards the mystery that may lead him to salvation."

The Breton pauses.

"If that is not worth honor, I know not what is."

Posted by: Solin Dec 7 2004, 02:53 AM

Solin stares for a moment as if not seeing any of his companions and then blinks.

The dunmer nods and replies, “Less we loose ourselves in the tides. Such a find, treasure it well.”


Posted by: Aki Dec 7 2004, 02:59 AM

Reichi wandered around Gnisis aimlessly, buying and selling stuff at the Bazaar. He soon grew bored, and thirsty. So he walked into the Inn and went over to the bartender and ordered a flin.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 7 2004, 03:08 AM

QUOTE(Tarik @ Dec 6 2004, 06:41 PM)

srry i havent been on, my computer got mucked up a bit over the weekend, is there anything else i should know, i would rather not read through 10 pages of posts.

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ooc: It might be a good idea when we begin the next thread for each player to start off with a brief introduction to help people follow the action. Something of the "When we last left Elysana, she was talking to her sages about the sudden" blah blah blah variety.

Obviously we can't resummarize every page, but it'd be helpful for all of us to keep track of what's going on, especially since the action is so spread out. Knowing where Aricyn is, what Loranna is doing, who Allie is with ... All that would be nice to know as we begin a new thread.

Posted by: sjvan0 Dec 7 2004, 03:28 AM

The orgim picked up Razub and tossed into one of the walls of the Daedric inner shrine. He heard several bones crack, and pain shot through his whole body. The orgim was at least twice as big as a regular ogrim, and it's arms practically dragged along the ground. It started running towards Razub, who threw 2 knives at the beast. One of them hit it's eye, while the other flew off in a completely different direction. Ah well, 1 out of 2 aint bad. The knife continued to fly along, until it hit one the chain of one of the censers. Then it started happening. The censer's chain snapped, and it started to fall down, hitting the statue's (which happened to be of Mehrunes Dagon) head. At first nothing happened. Then it started to fall forward, giving a loud groan as it did so. The ogrim looked to the falling statue, and it's eye widened. The statue finally finished it's descent, and cruhed the ogrim. The shockwave, however, made the walls start to crumble. Brick by brick, the walls collapsed, followed by the ceiling. Razub was of course long gone, but a soft moan could be heard coming from below the rubble.

OOC: Sounds pretty good Sheo.

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 7 2004, 04:40 AM

Azrael awoke to a rather startling knocking on his door; shaking himself awake, he slipped on his robe, pocketed his dagger, and walked slowly to greet the cacophonous racket. He opened the door and looked down, seeing a rather grumpy Bosmer with a note in his hand, "You stupid Dunmer! I've been knocking for the past..."

Azrael snatched the note from his hand and drew his dagger, pressing it, quick as a flash, to the Bosmer's throat. His eyes flashed a threatening red as he growled, "I answered the door. Now go, if you value the ability to knock at all." He removed the dagger from the Bosmer's throat and turned around, quickly shutting the door and retreating back into his home. He grumbled and opened the crumpled piece of paper, reading the barely legible scrawl of an apprenticing guild-scribe:

Dear Azrael,

Eliin informed master Na'tep of your agreement to join our branch of the guild last night. The master is pleased with your decision, and I am writing you back to inform you that we have a spot waiting for you. Please see me when you arrive, and I will provide you with further details on your new position. Ask the guard at the front door to speak with Goeeta'.

Goeeta'
X


Azrael gathered his bag of equipment, donned a finer black robe, made of a strangely silky material, and set off for the mages guild to have a final word with Eliin before he left for Gnisis.

Eliin was working in his study, busily pruning the feathers on his cliff racer, so that he could remove a thorn in it's wing, when he heard the patter of feet scampering up the spiral staircase leading to the room. He set the racer back into it's cage, and glanced quickly at the viewing glass on his desk to see Azrael walking hastily towards him. Grinning slightly, he sat in his chair, waiting for the Evoker to reach him. After a moment he spied what seemed to be a ruffle amongst the shadows, and Azrael appearing from the dark staircase. "Hello, Azrael. Have you come to pay me one last visit before you leave, then?", he asked, admiring the shiny blade that protruded slightly from the Dunmer's pocket.

"Eliin, before I leave I must share with you something. You have been invaluable to my training, and a good friend..."

Azrael and Eliin exchanged words, a fair few facial expressions, and shook hands. As Azrael turned to leave he was once more interrupted by Eliin, as he had been so many times before when trying to make an exit. He turned around, smiling, to see what the old Mage wanted, "Azrael, you should take our guild guide to Gnisis. I know you don't trust Marlea', so Roolish'k may escort you; it will be much quicker, and safer, than attempting to make your way there on foot." Azrael nodded, and dashed back down the stairs to greet Roolish'k, and prepare for the next chapter in his search for a life left behind so many years ago.

(Ang)

Posted by: Nord_Lover Dec 7 2004, 04:43 AM

OOC: Sounds okay to me.

Jaim walked out of his room, the time having expired. He saw the bloodstains on the carpet and remembered what happened during the night, and the surprised face of the woman assassain as her head plopped off of her body. He cleaned them up real quick, so as to destroy any and all suspisions that anyone might have. He then walked out to the bar and ordered a Mazte. He sat down next to Reichi, no other seats open. He continued to drink his Mazte, not noticing any other things around him, not thinking he needed too.

Posted by: mattdeyofdphs Dec 7 2004, 05:14 AM

OOC:
Ok I'm joining in.
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Melar Seventis
Breton male
spellsword
lvl 8
He is a active impearial legionnaire and mages guild member, he is pretty good at what he does and is very enthusiastic about it as well.
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OOC:
I'll try to melt him into the story more at a more opportune time.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 7 2004, 07:31 PM

*Erenius wakes up and looks about the room, noticing that it seems that the room is but a tad cleaner...and there was a new visitor in the room*

"Apinia...what you doing where?" Erenius mutters as he turns to her.

"Never mind me...just trying to be of help," she replies.

"I'm leaving for Gnisis in a few hours..." Erenius tells her as he packs his things and gets his map, putting it in his bag.

"And I thought you said after you returned from Dune a few weeks before Hearthfire, it was gonna be your last assignment," Apinia complains.

"I know...but I am more experienced than the local commandant, and quite frankly, I was going to head thatsaways myself," Erenius replies calmly.

"Another one, eh?" she asks, slightly annoyed.

"No...simply a charge that I was escorting from High Rock across the Skyrim wastes..." Erenius says, realizing he may have said too much to her.

"As I thought..." Apinia says. "I always figured that there may have been something between you two...but I never would have guessed...and what of the Lich?"

"What you speak of, Apinia?" Erenius asks. "Besides, how would you know of this 'Lich' anyway?"

"I also know of your khajiit friend, and the others...includind the Dunmer werewolf...the pupeteer, and some others..." Apinia continues.

"Yes...they also are in the party," Erenius says. "But I must wonder. How exactly DID you find out?"

"Simple...my mother is a Nord, and she was in Stonehill at the time..." Apinia says.

"Very well then," he replies as he takes his belongings and leaves for Gnisis.

Posted by: TrumGryphon510 Dec 8 2004, 12:04 AM

OOC: ok, i've decided i will be in this RP. it will be hard, however, because i have finals coming up and BIG research papers due.

Melampus finished plenty of training to do him over for a while. He also had some made some custom enchantments. One was his Pants of Sanctuary which allow him to be hit less often. His ring of Night Protection which lets him see in the night and allow him to be hit less often. He also had

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 8 2004, 02:07 AM

The sun rose on Elysana’s summer estate in the Wrothgarian Mountains. The queen, her guard, and her sages had traveled all night through treacherous, curving roads, and from there over unpaved, unmarked path to get to the secret location. It was where she retreated when feeling most paranoid, for no one but her most trusted knew of its location.

In the summer, the trees blossomed and the land had a wild beauty all its own. In Evening Star, snow blanketed the mountain, and ice sparkled from the trees boughs. It was lovely but cold, like the face of the queen.

Before they had reached the palace, she was already hearing her sages’ theories.

“There are a great many possible explanations,” said Agamys. “Even the best shields of dispel magicka have warps in them that may be exploited …”

“Have you considered the possibility that it was not one lone rescuer, but a group, perhaps identically dressed, giving the illusion of a single man?” suggested Vonnod.

“There are powers that even the great mortal mage cannot prevent,” said Canthorme darkly. “The hand of Oblivion. That affair with the girl who some say is Azura.”

This gave Elysana pause. She had considered her many, many enemies, from Orsinium most obviously, to the other powers of the Bay, to her step-siblings in Firsthold and Morrowind, but not that. It made sense. This man Ciel under her command is sent to kill the group that includes the girl, he disobeys her orders and spares the group, she moves to kill her disobedient guard, and Azura or one of her minions reaches through the walls to save him.

It was a discomforting thought. She was a confident ruler. She would stand up to the Emperor if need be, but a Prince of Oblivion?

“Other possibilities?” she asked.

“Well …” said Naphiticles uncertainly. “It’s pretty unlikely, but –“

“If you’re going to suggest what I think you are,” snorted Vonnod. “Don’t waste Her Majesty’s time.”

“I would hear what you have to say,” the queen said, eyes flashing. “And then tell you if it is foolish or not.”

Naphiticles told Elysana about the Void Rangers, and she listened.


Posted by: Tarik Dec 8 2004, 02:24 AM

Tarik was talking to an orc in the tavern, not really listening, just has him there for the conversation, when a altmer he knew walked in, he kindly dismissed the drunken orc, and asked the altmer to come over.
"So, do you have it?"
"Yes. Here is your package, it has not been damaged at all. I hope it is to your satisfaction. I hope it is helpful in whatever venture you are on, Keeper of Forbidden Secrets. Good day."
"Good day."
In the package is a custom set of gauntlets that summon a clannfear familliar to the casters side permanently.
The altmer ran out of the tavern with a scared look on his face, not knowing what his friend was getting himself into.
Tarik just laughed at the altmer's lack of spine and downed another flin.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 8 2004, 03:56 AM

Well, we're at 200 now; I'm going to call for a lock and set up a second Announcement thread.

I'd also like to mention a suggestion Tedders made in the chat room earlier this week, that we all start off our next posts in the announcement thread with a small summary of where our characters currently are and what they're up to.

We're still looking at getting things officially started this Friday; whatever plans you've laid by then will start going into motion and all sorts of merry things will happen smile.gif

Loranna


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