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Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 08:40 AM

In the previous installment of this thread, Loranna's Dunmer stand in was swiftly murdered by the assasin known only as Left Hand - but Loranna appeared on the scene as soon as Left Hand left, thus presenting the Dunmer with the apparent rebirth of their Incarnate. This miracle completed, the procession has showered Loranan with gifts, money, devotion ... and requests to create a new temple, or take control of Ghostgate, or something.

Elsewhere, Kasha learns the truth of her lover Dur'el's background - from Dur'el himself, or rather a previous incarnation of him. With time running out, Dur'el and his companions prepare for what promises to be the Redguard's greatest battle.

Allie and Arynel check in on B and meet the leader of the Psijics, and Tris and Ciel continue their journey, Tris going through some changes ...

As always, mirc irc.ChatSpike.net channel #Loranna_RP is our official chatroom for the event. Everyone who plays is welcomed and encouraged to join the chat so that we may discuss plot developments and swap jokes about our characters Those who can't get into the chatroom are encouraged to PM Loranna about any plot ideas or scene-effecting actions they have in mind; I will try to answer you with all possible speed.

Part Fourteen begins ...

Posted by: Issa_Yojimbo Dec 30 2004, 08:46 AM

Issa finishes loading the last of the crates onto the carts.

"Whew! I'm doing an awful lot for a bunch of people I just met. Still, there is something about that Loranna. She is Azura. What does that mean? The last time this happened was the Dagoth Ur Crisis. What does this all mean?"

(OOC: Yay! First post!)

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 08:47 AM

Summary:

At the end of our last installment, Allerleirauh spoke to the Buoyant Armigers, reminding them that their loyalty is to Lord Vivec himself, not to Azura or even the
Temple, and calling on them to remember Vehk's ideals. She also gave Loranna some very powerful healing potions to help her withstand any attacks from the mysterious assassin. She left a stone of unknown properties in Artaeum with Loremaster Celarus.

Dragon, Skein, and Mirea remain at the Void Ranger Guildhouse in Daggerfall.

Tris has a new artificial limb, courtesy of the
Temple of Dibella. It looks very nice.

Doll remains at Ghostgate with the main party, keeping an eye on things.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 08:52 AM

Summary for Loranna:

Loranna has had her skin turned ashen colored for transgressing against Azura by paying honest homage at the Fields of Kummu. She has recently effected a 'miraclous' rebirth when the assasin Left Hand struck down Aricyn's Azura Stand In, and has been given devotion by the procession for her flashy entrence, as well as offers of crops and plenty of coins. She's trying to figure out what to do next, given the calls for a new temple and the trials she knows lie ahead.

===

"Thanks again," Loranna says, storing the now emply vial. " ... So, four down, three to go - and Maranda and the Moon Riever still unaccounted for, and King Helseth still having no reason to love me."

She looks over the mostly quiet crowd and mutters " ... And practically a small town's worth of people following along ..."


Posted by: Aki Dec 30 2004, 08:52 AM

Summary-
Dar'Var is still high and drunk off his spotted owl as always. Hes in a cart somewhere smoking skooma.

Reichi was helping load the carts. But thats all done now ^-^

Meanwhile in Vivec, Tarenen is waiting with the hunters that serve under him for Loranna to arrive.

So they're prolly playing poker or something in the meantime. tongue.gif
-----------------------------------

Reichi took a seat on the ashy ground. Looking at the sky. "Huh...lesse, if we leave within a few days, and maintain a good pace..we could reach Vivec by the time both moons are full.." he mumbled.

Meanwhile, from one of the carts rose a smoky white cloud as Dar'Var continued smoking his Skooma. He had about one more vial left befor ehe was out.



Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 08:57 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 01:25 AM)

Ciel handled the prosthetisis with care. It was of impressive workmanship without the illusion.

"Perhaps," Ciel began cracking a light smile, "But she has a good eye."

The Breton couldn't help but think of the coincidence himself, the barefoot saint, a gift from Dibella, and the young man across from him.  It was a match... and a great loss.

*




"It's even clumsier than the crutches, although the man who fitted it said I'll get used to moving in it. And I haven't mastered the trick of getting it on properly," Tris said, wrestling with the broad leather band that held the artificial limb to his leg. "But... I'll be able to wear a whole pair of shoes again. And strangers in the street will assume I have a sprained ankle, not a tragic story to tell."

The symbols on the ivory shimmered, then flashed with green light, and the illusion was renewed. Tris set his foot carefully on the ground and stood up. "Ah - I think I still need the crutches, at least for today. But I'm going to get dressed now. And then we're going to find a nice tavern and have that meal I promised you in Elinhir. Ought to be an adventure walking back on this new leg, drunk as a lord."

He grinned. But although his mouth smiled, his grey-green eyes were shadowed. They would not be going to the Rat's Satchel, where Tris's friends hung out, trading gossip and arranging races. Not now. Maybe not ever.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 30 2004, 08:58 AM

A strange glint caught Shardie's eye… in a barrel in the corner, along with a number of other odd looking weapons a strange sword sat. As Shardie pulled the sword from the barrel, the Dunmer "Merchant" if you could call him that, spoke, 'Ah, that is a good choice, its previous owner… a member of House Indoril, actually, I am not sure of the make, or even if it is from Tarmel. Akavri design I think, but I am not sure what it is made of…'
Shardie looked down the blade, it was White… not pure white, but a sort of Gold-White… if one could say that… It was very light, but rather sturdy… she could not see a magical shine to the blade, obviously telling her it was not enchanted.
'How much?' Shardie asked, this Katana was much better than her old ebony blade
'100,000 gold…' replied the Dunmer
'100,000 gold? How can I pay for that?'
'With gold… or if you really want the weapon, you could perhaps do a little task for me… I'll throw in an Ebony Mace to seal the deal…'
''What do you want done…'
'Apparently a Scamp in Caldera holds a fortune in gold and other rare items…'
'Oh, no, I am not killing Creeper!' Shardie said
'Hmm… then take this note to the Morag Torg… you'll have to find them yourself, though'
Shardie looked at the note, 'I, the Mysterious Dunmer "Merchant" request a writ on the head of a certain Scamp by the name of Creeper…'


Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 09:00 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 02:30 AM)

"Why should the Dunmer worship a her?" Arynel asked. "What right does she have to treat them as such, obeying her every command, worshipping the ground she walks on? Why can she not let them be?"

*





"Let me say this plainly... Who? Cares?

"'Let them be'? Let them be WHAT? Useless? They've been that for far too long already. Like I said, this isn't about them.

"You're quick to pass judgement. What do you call judgement that isn't based on fact? I don't know, but there's got to be some fancy word for it..."




Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 09:02 AM

Summary:

Solin the Dunmeri sorcerer is late of the companionship of Arynel, a Breton Bard, and Allerleirauh of Solunastra. He sits at Ghostgate. His travels through and to the Clockwork-City of Sotha Sil left his mind frayed and tattered. He is often given to wandering thoughts and dreams on occasion (not so much now) of a great mechanism which he must somehow correct. Every now and then he will smile and laugh as if the world and everything in it was his private joke. He is a strange mer but has good friends.

Ciel a Breton knight, believed dead for most concerning parties travels with Tris, a young man who saved his life when the broken knight decided that the Queen was not worth dispensing his duty to others, both living and dead. He both admires and grieves for his companion.

Liris, another lord of High Rock, accompanies Loranna everywhere he can. Once assumed to be a pawn of the queen of Wayrest this power hungry Breton has declared himself to be Loranna's servant renouncing his ties to Wayrest.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 30 2004, 09:04 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 12:50 AM)

"Let me say this plainly... Who? Cares?

"'Let them be'? Let them be WHAT? Useless? They've been that for far too long already. Like I said, this isn't about them.

"You're quick to pass judgement. What do you call judgement that isn't based on fact? I don't know, but there's got to be some fancy word for it..."

*





"I know this." Arynel began. "Azura is a daedra, and should be in Oblivion right now."

The Breton paused, searching for words.

"I know that Vivec bound her to the mundus, and shattered her spirit. I do not know why he did this, other than revenge for his fallen companions. Whether he intended to or not, though, he has given Azura a chance to understand the world from the mortal viewpoint. That is the one thread in this that could go well, though it may not. In any case, the Nord-demon has not given anything of value to the Dunmer, and has caused more destruction than I care to contemplate. Let this by done, let Azura return to Oblivion, and Loranna to whatever tavern she chooses, I do not care."

Posted by: Issa_Yojimbo Dec 30 2004, 09:09 AM

Yojimbo rests after lifting overly heavy crates. He sits down on a cart and thinks about his life.

Azura told him he was held prophecy honed to razor's edge. "What the hell did that mean?", he thought. His mysterious sword, marked with ever-changing glyphs tied to the Elder Scrolls themselves, was truly the stuff of prophecy, but he was clearly out of his proverbial league. Plus, there was the matter of his dreams.

In his dream, he was chained to the ground in front of a Winged Twilight. Suddenly, thousands of poisonous darts fell from the sky, piercing him over and over. Then, he was surrounded by leaves. That is when he awoke.

"Maybe Loranna will know."

But then, he glances to the group already speaking to Loranna, and the thousands of worshippers waiting.

Then he saw a figure apart from the rest of the crowd. A hooded, sinister figure. Very sinister.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 09:11 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 02:54 AM)

"I know this."  Arynel began.  "Azura is a daedra, and should be in Oblivion right now."

The Breton paused, searching for words.

"I know that Vivec bound her to the mundus, and shattered her spirit.  I do not know why he did this, other than revenge for his fallen companions.  Whether he intended to or not, though, he has given Azura a chance to understand the world from the mortal viewpoint.  That is the one thread in this that could go well, though it may not.  In any case, the Nord-demon has not given anything of value to the Dunmer, and has caused more destruction than I care to contemplate.  Let this by done, let Azura return to Oblivion, and Loranna to whatever tavern she chooses, I do not care."

*




Aricyn leans close to Arynel.

"Look, boy, I know you and Allerleirauh scheme, and I know your opinions about Loranna, so I'll say this plainly, too; You do what you want about your "Nord-demon". You do what you want about that particolored elf-god's brat. But at the end of the day, if what you do stands between me and the throne of Morrowind, we're going to have another conversation, and it won't involve words.

"Do we understand each other, now?"


Posted by: Marquis Dec 30 2004, 09:13 AM

Phyrdalion sat down next to the sleeping Mharakin. He picked up his sword and looked over it. "I think this should work." Phyrdalion muttered to himself. He held the sword in front of him and whispered a few daedric words. The sword instantly morphed into a long, slender blade. He whispered a few more and the sword morphed into a scimitar. "Interesting." Phyrdalion said, wrapping Chrysamere once more in its cloth. He placed the blade on the ground next to him, and leaned back on his hands looking up at the stars. One of his mentors in the cult had taught him how to divine the flows of magicka by looking at the stars, but Morrowind's stars were far different from those of Cyrodiil. He began unstrapping his armor, and musing on the events of the day.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 30 2004, 09:14 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 01:01 AM)

Aricyn leans close to Arynel.

"Look, boy, I know you and Allerleirauh scheme, and I know your opinions about Loranna, so I'll say this plainly, too; You do what you want about your "Nord-demon". You do what you want about that particolored elf-god's brat. But at the end of the day, if what you do stands between me and the throne of Morrowind, we're going to have another conversation, and it won't involve words.

"Do we understand each other, now?"

*





Arynel eyed Aricyn for a time, the Breton did not speak, but only stared.

At long last, he turned around, and began to walk away, saying:

"Be ye neither king nor peasant, slave nor master."

Posted by: Meridia Dec 30 2004, 09:14 AM

'Hmm…' said the Morag Torg agent, 'I am afraid we do not deal with Daedra… ' he tried to hide the smile from his face, 'let alone… a Scamp…' the Agent could not hold it in any more, and fell to the floor, bursting out in laughter, gaining the attention of the other partons of the tavern. Shardie was rather embarrassed at this, and wondered why the Merchant asked him to do such a thing… but sitting, giggling whilst hiding behind a copy of the Complete Sermons of Vivec was the Mysterious Dunmer Merchant. Shardie moved over to the table and sat opposite to him
'I am sorry, young Redguard, but I just had to do it… here,' he handed the sword to her, 'only 20,000 gold..'
Shardie placed the money over the counter, and received the second part of the deal, an Ebony Mace
'I hope to do business with you again, Young Redguard…'
'As with you, mysterious Dunmer Merchant…' Shardie said, leaving the Tavern, sheathing the sword, and hanging her mace off her belt… she returned to the Puzzle Canal… to find about five Royal Guards cramped into the Shrine, around a map of the Temple Canton… she returned to beside Krazzt, and tried once more to discover where he kept the swords he receved…


Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 09:19 AM

Solin sat at a small way station erected by newly arriving followers. A small awning hung over his seat on a small bench, room for two or three people to sit comfortably, blocking out sunlight. His red eyes peered out from the well shaded station out over a throng of new pilgrims. They were a mixed lot, hailing from all races but only a few among them were Dunmer. There were a few notable figures nearby; the Dres Lord Aricyn had been talking with earlier and the Breton Lord who turned to Loranna at Gnisis were both attendant.

Liris watched as Dres Gaor departed. The Dunmer had collected princely sums for the building of Lady Azura’s
Temple. Liris dearly hoped that she would take to the idea. For her people’s sake at the least. The lord looked over the newcomers he was preparing to address. He gripped his belt think of what need to be said. They needed to know that he was in authority, that they should do whatever his lady asks of them, and that the earlier mishap wouldn’t happen again. He was in charge of Loranna’s guards, whatever arises they should turn to him.

He gave a nod to Faril who announced to the isolated crowd on the edge of Loranna’s camp that they were about to be addressed. Lord Liris smiled briefly and began his speech.

Solin sat still on his bench listening to the lord’s entire discourse.


Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 09:20 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 03:04 AM)

Arynel eyed Aricyn for a time, the Breton did not speak, but only stared.

At long last, he turned around, and began to walk away, saying:

"Be ye neither king nor peasant, slave nor master."

*




Aricyn watched him go, then scratched the old wolf's shoulders.

"That boy has issues."

"Whuff."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 09:23 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 02:09 AM)

Solin sat at a small way station erected by newly arriving followers.  A small awning hung over his seat on a small bench, room for two or three people to sit comfortably, blocking out sunlight.  His red eyes peered out from the well shaded station out over a throng of new pilgrims.  They were a mixed lot, hailing from all races but only a few among them were Dunmer.  There were a few notable figures nearby; the Dres Lord Aricyn had been talking with earlier and the Breton Lord who turned to Loranna at Gnisis were both attendant.

Liris watched as Dres Gaor departed.  The Dunmer had collected princely sums for the building of Lady Azura’s
Temple.  Liris dearly hoped that she would take to the idea.  For her people’s sake at the least.  The lord looked over the newcomers he was preparing to address.  He gripped his belt think of what need to be said.  They needed to know that he was in authority, that they should do whatever his lady asks of them, and that the earlier mishap wouldn’t happen again.  He was in charge of Loranna’s guards, whatever arises they should turn to him.

He gave a nod to Faril who announced to the isolated crowd on the edge of Loranna’s camp that they were about to be addressed.  Lord Liris smiled briefly and began his speech.

Solin sat still on his bench listening to the lord’s entire discourse.

*




A slim, short figure in netch leather armor slid onto the bench next to Solin.

"Master Solin?" Doll said, beneath her netch leather helmet. "It's Doll again. Do you remember?"

Her disguise was somewhat spoiled by the small, beaded doll of Ashlander manufacture she held in her hand.

Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 09:34 AM

Solin glanced down from Liris's speech at the short figure. His eyes narrowed a bit as he checked around for others, though the small collection of hide awnings was empty but for small clouds of dust and ash stirred by the great camp forming around Ghostgate. The dunmer leaned close as if to tell a secret.

"The young Bosmer who would devour me?" he whispered as a jesting, "Yes."

He sat up right again.

"I missed seeing you at New Life in the guild hall," he said, "What have you been up to, young mage?"

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 30 2004, 09:38 AM

The time in-between time…

Many years had pasted, for Dur’el, in the time it took a bird to fly from one tree to another.

Dur’el had long since begun training under his older self. When Dur’el asked the old Redguard how he had learned of the old ways of the Sword-Singers, the aged Redguard told him a story, of how the very, first Dur’el that was sent to the in-between times wasn’t alone. Another that didn’t belong in their time was here. And he taught him and gave him a scroll, which Dur’el was reading from now, The Book of Circles.

In addition, Allimar spent his time eating and learning healing magicka spells.

Meanwhile Kasha’s headaches were getting worst by the years. Kasha knew Dur’el knew something, but he wouldn’t tell her. And she kept asking him how he could live for over a thousand years, but he always brushed her off. She would find out the answer to both questions sooner or later she thought to herself.

Dur’el kept training and time continued to fly by.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 09:39 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 02:24 AM)

Solin glanced down from Liris's speech at the short figure.  His eyes narrowed a bit as he checked around for others, though the small collection of hide awnings was empty but for small clouds of dust and ash stirred by the great camp forming around Ghostgate. The dunmer leaned close as if to tell a secret.

"The young Bosmer who would devour me?" he whispered as if jesting, "Yes."

He sat up right again.

"I missed seeing you at New Life in the guild hall," he said, "What have you been up to, young mage?"

*




"I was following Loranna," she said. "I felt really foolish for following you all that way and then losing you. But I followed Loranna when no one else could. By pretending to be a creeping bug or a cloud or a snail. If she can read my mind, then I must learn to have no mind."

She leaned her head against his shoulder briefly. "I missed New Life too. The General promised me I wouldn't have to work on New Life, the way I always did at my old house. But I guess I chose to work."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 09:45 AM

Loranna glances over and notices that Aricyn is now free, and turns to Allie. The two Nord women had mostly been talking around each other, or about small matters of no real consequence, anyway.

" ... Pardon me dear; I think it's time I caught up with my most vocal proponent," Loranna says, giving Allie a small wave before trying to catch Aricyn's attention.


Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 09:49 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 01:29 AM)

"I was following Loranna,"  she said. "I felt really foolish for following you all that way and then losing you. But I followed Loranna when no one else could. By pretending to be a creeping bug or a cloud or a snail. If she can read my mind, then I must learn to have no mind."

She leaned her head against his shoulder briefly. "I missed New Life too. The General promised me I wouldn't have to work on New Life, the way I always did at my old house. But I guess I chose to work."

*




"No mind, or one like glass shattered under a hammer's blow," the dunmer said smiling to himself, "Water might serve better though."

He once again lifted his gaze back over the throng gathered in the short distance.

"Triune is a day of reverence here, spent mostly in the Temples by those who would go," he said, "If you had work to do then you had work to do."

"Do not feel to bad, I returned to my home," Solin continued, "And then attended to working myself."

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 09:51 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 03:35 AM)

Loranna glances over and notices that Aricyn is now free, and turns to Allie.  The two Nord women had mostly been talking around each other, or about small matters of no real consequence, anyway.

" ... Pardon me dear; I think it's time I caught up with my most vocal proponent," Loranna says, giving Allie a small wave before trying to catch Aricyn's attention.

*





It wasn't a hard catch. Aricyn had been looking for an opportunity to talk with Loranna for some time now.

He took Loranna's arm, and walked with her as they talked.
"Okay, first things first... the skin? If you would've done that in the first place, I wouldn't have had to burn down half of Skyrim," he said with an honest grin.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 09:52 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 02:39 AM)

"No mind, or one like glass shattered under a hammer's blow," the dunmer said smiling to himself, "Water might serve better though."

He once again lifted his gaze back over the throng gathered in the short distance.

"Triune is a day of reverence here, spent mostly in the Temples by those who would go," he said, "If you had work to do then you had work to do."

"Do not feel to bad, I returned to my home," Solin continued, "And then attended to working myself."

*




"I used to hate New Life," she said confidentially. "All the men would come in drunk, and then blame the girls for their personal failings. And something always got broken. And there were fights. When you consider it, really I was happy here with Loranna."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 09:55 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 03:41 AM)

It wasn't a hard catch. Aricyn had been looking for an opportunity to talk with Loranna for some time now.

He took Loranna's arm, and walked with her as they talked.
"Okay, first things first... the skin? If you would've done that in the first place, I wouldn't have had to burn down half of Skyrim," he said with an honest grin.

*





Loranna gives Aricyn a look that suggests she's contemplating wether to hand him over to Allie as is right now or else use his head for thigh press practice first before handing his battered body over for Allie to reattach his head for strangling.

"Ha ha; I'll be sure to mention that at my trial when they wish to name my failings," she says with a raised eyebrow. "Sorry; it was something of a spur-of-the-moment thing. Flash of slightly misguided insight."


Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 09:59 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 03:45 AM)

Loranna gives Aricyn a look that suggests she's contemplating wether to hand him over to Allie as is right now or else use his head for thigh press practice first before handing his battered body over for Allie to reattach his head for strangling.

"Ha ha; I'll be sure to mention that at my trial when they wish to name my failings," she says with a raised eyebrow.  "Sorry; it was something of a spur-of-the-moment thing.  Flash of slightly misguided insight."

*





"Well, it's a good thing. Better late than never," he said, infuriatingly unobservant of Loranna's look.

He stops as a passing Ashlander insists on pressing her forehead to Aricyn's hands and bowing to kiss the hem of Loranna's gown.

"Second thing; Running off by yourself is officially a bad thing, even if it works out okay in the end. It'd be easier on everyone if it didn't happen again."

Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 10:01 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 01:42 AM)

"I used to hate New Life," she said confidentially. "All the men would come in drunk, and then blame the girls for their personal failings. And something always got broken. And there were fights. When you consider it, really I was happy here with Loranna."

*




"Drunkenness has that effect on men," Solin said, somewhat in disdain of the drunkards.

"If you were happy then that was good," he added quietly.

The elf smirked and asked, "So, what have you learned of Loranna?"

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 30 2004, 10:02 AM

QUOTE(Issa_Yojimbo @ Dec 30 2004, 02:59 AM)

...Then he saw a figure apart from the rest of the crowd.  A hooded, sinister figure.  Very sinister.



Left Hand feels eyes touching him as he watches the incarnate. He quickly grabs up a wave of magicka and cloaks it over himself. Anyone watching him would see him vanish when they blinked.


Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 10:02 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 03:49 AM)

"Well, it's a good thing. Better late than never," he said, infuriatingly unobservant of Loranna's look.

He stops as a passing Ashlander insists on pressing her forehead to Aricyn's hands and bowing to kiss the hem of Loranna's gown.

"Second thing; Running off by yourself is officially a bad thing, even if it works out okay in the end. It'd be easier on everyone if it didn't happen again."

*





"Duly noted," Loranna says dryly. "Trust me on this one though dear - it was probably for the best, given what I did, that I went off on my own to do it - but at this point I've been told my path lies at the head of this procession."

She smiled at the passing Ashlander, though Aricyn might notice a slight look of unease in Loranna's face.


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 10:03 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 02:51 AM)

"Drunkenness has that effect on men," Solin said, somewhat in disdain of the drunkards.

"If you were happy then that was good," he added quietly.

The elf smirked and asked, "So, what have you learned of Loranna?"

*




"She's not talking to Azura anymore. It's just Loranna. And then sometimes Azura takes over when she has something to say. No 'my lady this my lady that' anymore, no strange colors of eyes. Just Loranna, doing what she wants to do on her own, and then Azura reacting to it. And Azura was angry, after she bowed to Vivec at the shrine."

Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 10:10 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 01:53 AM)

"She's not talking to Azura anymore. It's just Loranna. And then sometimes Azura takes over when she has something to say. No 'my lady this my lady that' anymore, no strange colors of eyes. Just Loranna, doing what she wants to do on her own, and then Azura reacting to it. And Azura was angry, after she bowed to Vivec at the shrine."

*




"I imagine that shadow would be after what Vehk did to Azura," Solin laughed, "It is strange, that it would subside when so much worship is being directed to the Prince."

He smiled flashing his teeth for all the world to see.

"So that's when her skin became covered in ash?"

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 10:14 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 03:52 AM)

"Duly noted," Loranna says dryly.  "Trust me on this one though dear - it was probably for the best, given what I did, that I went off on my own to do it - but at this point I've been told my path lies at the head of this procession."

She smiled at the passing Ashlander, though Aricyn might notice a slight look of unease in Loranna's face.

*




"Well, no harm done. It worked out fine on this end, all things considered.

"Our mystery assassin didn't get you, at least, although something's going to have to be done about that little problem. I suspect he'll learn of his mistake very soon, and be back.

"About this money for a temple, by the way, it wouldn't be a bad idea, but I think it's a bit premature."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 10:16 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 03:00 AM)

"I imagine that shadow would be after what Vehk did to Azura," Solin laughed, "It is strange, that it would subside when so much worship is being directed to the Prince."

He smiled flashing his teeth for all the world to see.

"So that's when her skin became covered in ash?"

*




"You're handsome when you smile," the child said, not like a compliment, but critically, as if she were appraising his market value. "Your teeth are younger than your skin. Yes, that's when Azura cursed her, and spoke to her, and left her shaking. She's been obedient ever since. But Azura was her last friend and now she has no one. That's why she clings to that dead creature, the lich. She still has a Nord's hair, though. I wish she'd take better care of her hair, it's so dry anyway and this weather is terrible for it."

Doll put a hand over her mouth and giggled. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so boring."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 10:19 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 04:04 AM)

"Well, no harm done. It worked out fine on this end, all things considered.

"Our mystery assassin didn't get you, at least, although something's going to have to be done about that little problem. I suspect he'll learn of his mistake very soon, and be back.

"About this money for a temple, by the way, it wouldn't be a bad idea, but I think it's a bit premature."

*





Loranna's expression becomes ... hauntingly familiar.

"Her or me, it wouldn't have mattered," she tells Aricyn, her lips not smiling. "Azura would have survived and the Incarnate reborn in another - who, though, who can say?"

"You know," she adds with a thoughtful look, "that is a lot of money being offered for a temple. A base for these people would be helpful soon I think; I wonder what they'll use for money when they need to pay for something though."

Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 10:24 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 02:06 AM)

"You're handsome when you smile,"  the child said, not like a compliment, but critically, as if she were appraising his market value. "Your teeth are younger than your skin. Yes, that's when Azura cursed her, and spoke to her, and left her shaking. She's been obedient ever since. But Azura was her last friend and now she has no one. That's why she clings to that dead creature, the lich. She still has a Nord's hair, though. I wish she'd take better care of her hair, it's so dry anyway and this weather is terrible for it."

Doll put a hand over her mouth and giggled. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so boring."

*




"Not at all," Solin returned, continuing to smile, "The foolish woman is learning what it is to bear such burdens as she does now. It is pitiable that she will not be able to learn from her mistake but, hopefully, others shall."

His grin widened as he continued.

"Yes, the dust here gets on and in everything; perhaps she should get a netch mask to keep it off her head."


Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 10:25 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 04:09 AM)

Loranna's expression becomes ... hauntingly familiar.

"Her or me, it wouldn't have mattered," she tells Aricyn, her lips not smiling.  "Azura would have survied and the Incarnate reborn in another - who, though, who can say?"

"You know," she adds with a thoughtful look, "that is a lot of money being offered for a temple.  A base for these people would be helpful soon I think; I wonder what they'll use for money when they need to pay for something though."

*




"Pay for something? That's funny.

"In the springtime, the King used to bring his armies through the valley below were I lived. I used to sit on the cliff to watch and count them. They'd go from village to village, taking what they needed to support the troops as they moved. It wasn't thievery, it was what they owed the King.

"Same thing here. You've got to get to where you understand that just as much as all these people do," he says, waving his arm at the countless people encamped in the valley. "How can a merchant's wares belong to him and not you, if the merchant himself belongs to you?

"No, I've heard Erenius's worries, but that's thinking about this the wrong way. I don't think we need to worry about providing for these people, unless the land itself becomes barren... Heh! As if it isn't already a dustpit."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 10:30 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 04:15 AM)

"Pay for something? That's funny.

"In the springtime, the King used to bring his armies through the valley below were I lived. I used to sit on the cliff to watch and count them. They'd go from village to village, taking what they needed to support the troops as they moved. It wasn't thievery, it was what they owed the King.

"Same thing here. You've got to get to where you understand that just as much as all these people do," he says, waving his arm at the countless people encamped in the valley. "How can a merchant's wares belong to him and not you, if the merchant himself belongs to you?

"No, I've heard Erenius's worries, but that's thinking about this the wrong way. I don't think we need to worry about providing for these people, unless the land itself becomes barren... Heh! As if it isn't already a dustpit."

*





Loranna looks at Aricyn askance, then looks across the gathered crowd ...

... And there it is then - the reason why my Lady is the goddess and I'm the tavern girl ... she muses for a moment

" ... Did I ever get a chance," she says suddenly, her tone changing, "to tell you of the prophecies revealed to me about my final fate?"


Posted by: Issa_Yojimbo Dec 30 2004, 10:31 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Dec 30 2004, 03:52 AM)

Left Hand feels eyes touching him as he watches the incarnate. He quickly grabs up a wave of magicka and cloaks it over himself. Anyone watching him would see him vanish when they blinked.

*





Suddenly, the figure Yojimbo had been eyeing disappeared.

"What was that? Ah, whatever."

Issa walks over to Loranna, waiting to speak.

"Hmm? Something is different about her now.", he thinks.



Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 10:31 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 04:20 AM)

Loranna looks at Aricyn askance, then looks across the gathered crowd ...

... And there it is then - the reason why my Lady is the goddess and I'm the tavern girl ... she muses for a moment

" ... Did I ever get a chance," she says suddenly, her tone changing, "to tell you of the prophecies revealed to me about my final fate?"

*





"Huh. Prophesies? No... I don't think you did," he said, frowning.

"Where did these prophesies come from?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 10:32 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 03:14 AM)

"Not at all," Solin returned, continuing to smile, "The foolish woman is learning what it is to bear such burdens as she does now.  It is pitiable that she will not be able to learn from her mistake but, hopefully, others shall."

His grin widened as he continued.

"Yes, the dust here gets on and in everything; perhaps she should get a netch mask to keep it off her head."

*




"Do people ever learn anything from anyone's mistakes but their own?" Doll asked rhetorically, turning to look at the passing Ashlanders. "Women still get married to drunkards who beat them and think they can change them. Men are just as foolish but in different ways. With a few sideways looks and the right dress, I can make a man do anything, even tell me his innermost secrets. And a great and powerful wizard is a hundred times more foolish than a simple farmer."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 10:33 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 04:21 AM)

"Huh. Prophesies? No... I don't think you did," he said, frowning.

"Where did these prophesies come from?"

*





"The Elder Scrolls themselves," Loranna says, looking to Issa and saying " ... If you'll excuse us dear; now is not really a good time. Aricyn and I have much we need to discuss ..."


Posted by: Issa_Yojimbo Dec 30 2004, 10:35 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 04:23 AM)

"The Elder Scrolls themselves," Loranna says, looking to Issa and saying " ... If you'll excuse us dear; now is not really a good time.  Aricyn and I have much we need to discuss ..."

*





"Hey, sure thing. Just, uh, where are you headed next? I think I should stay with you, but I have some other things on my mind, so if you'd tell me I could just meet you there."

The glyphs on Issa's sword change again.

Posted by: Marquis Dec 30 2004, 10:35 AM

Mharakin wakes up, throws a piece of Tamahagane at Aricyn, and goes back to sleep.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 10:37 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 04:23 AM)

"The Elder Scrolls themselves," Loranna says, looking to Issa and saying " ... If you'll excuse us dear; now is not really a good time.  Aricyn and I have much we need to discuss ..."

*




"First rule of being a good leader, my Lady; When someone wants to speak, at least listen to what they intend to say. Sometimes it's that the castle is burning," Aricyn says with a smile.

He turns to the stranger and says, "What is it, boy?"

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 10:39 AM

QUOTE(Issa_Yojimbo @ Dec 30 2004, 04:25 AM)

"Hey, sure thing.  Just, uh, where are you headed next?  I think I should stay with you, but I have some other things on my mind, so if you'd tell me I could just meet you there."

The glyphs on Issa's sword change again.

*





Loranna conceeds Aricyn has a point and resists an urge to strangle him.

" ... We are discussing that now," she tells Issa. "We are ultimately headed for Vivec though we may be making a stop somewhere in between before then."


Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 10:40 AM

The Void

Bosriel had fed. A drunken prostitute slouched against the corner of a building in Mournhold had suddenly felt her life drain from her, mercifully quickly.

With Leseth, she had tried to find their patron, Elysana. But the Queen was still over water, unavailable to meet.

So they stayed in the Void outside of the palace and waited.

Posted by: Issa_Yojimbo Dec 30 2004, 10:44 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 04:29 AM)

Loranna conceeds Aricyn has a point and resists an urge to strangle him.

" ... We are discussing that now," she tells Issa.  "We are ultimately headed for Vivec though we may be making a stop somewhere in between before then."

*






"Okay then. I guess I'll be running into you again soon, weather I want to or not. Take care."

Issa unsheathes his glyph-marked blade and begins to throw it up and catch it, spinning it in precise patterns. To the common eye, it would seem that he were juggling it, however, he was also humming, concentrating his Magick power onto the glyphs. Suddenly, he catches the sword by the hilt, and cuts a tear in the air.

He vanishes.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 10:46 AM

QUOTE(Issa_Yojimbo @ Dec 30 2004, 04:34 AM)

"Okay then.  I guess I'll be running into you again soon, weather I want to or not.  Take care."

Issa unsheathes his glyph-marked blade and begins to throw it up and catch it, spinning it in precise patterns.  To the common eye, it would seem that he were juggling it, however, he was also humming, concentrating his Magick power onto the glyphs.  Suddenly, he catches the sword by the hilt, and cuts a tear in the air. 

He vanishes.

*




"Well..." says Aricyn, "that was interesting.

"You were saying, Lady? An Elder Scroll?"

Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 10:46 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 02:22 AM)

"Do people ever learn anything from anyone's mistakes but their own?"  Doll asked rhetorically, turning to look at the passing Ashlanders. "Women still get married to drunkards who beat them and think they can change them. Men are just as foolish but in different ways. With a few sideways looks and the right dress, I can make a man do anything, even tell me his innermost secrets. And a great and powerful wizard is a hundred times more foolish than a simple farmer."

*




"Indeed," the dunmer said quietly.

Solin eyed the girl very seriously for a moment and then broke into laughter.

"Then, I suppose, it is best to be wise," he managed to say in between his bouts of mirth.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 10:48 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 04:36 AM)

"Well..." says Aricyn, "that was interesting.

"You were saying, Lady? An Elder Scroll?"

*





"That's one way to put it," Loranna concurs.

"And yes; Elder Scroll. Three prophecies that sum up to me dying while giving birth," she says, her tone calm, almost casual.


Posted by: Attrebus Dec 30 2004, 10:50 AM

*The Palace, Mournhold*
Helseth had made the arrangements for his troops to ambush Elysana when she landed in Morrowind and was now travelling to the Palace basement.

Strapped to a blood stained table was Tirin, one of Helseth's councelors. The King smiled at the look of utter panic on his vicitm's face.

"Tirin. I am very disapointed in you. You could have hid the fact that you were working for Elysana a little better. It would have made it more fun finding out. Lucky for you, I have plans elsewhere, so this will be much shorter than what it should be. However, I don't want any information from you - torturing you will be purely for my pleasure."

Tirin's screams couldn't be heard from outside the sound proofed torture chamber. They finally stopped an hour later when Helseth finished the job.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 10:51 AM

Tel Dres, Morrowind

Only two ships of Elysana’s fleet rounded the bend in the river. From the prow of the first ship, the Queen of Wayrest saw the skyline of the capitol of House Dres territory looming ahead.

“Where are you to meet them?” asked her sage Vonnod.

“They told Ryvad,” the Queen said, referring to her spymaster, “That they would meet me in the palace.”

“Doesn’t it make you nervous, being in your stepbrother’s kingdom like this?”

Elysana laughed girlishly. “The number of times I’ve slipped in and out of this land, setting snares for that fool …”


Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 10:54 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 04:38 AM)

"That's one way to put it," Loranna concurs.

"And yes; Elder Scroll.  Three prophecies that sum up to me dying while giving birth," she says, her tone calm, almost casual.

*




"Would that surprise you? Surely you've thought that might be a possibility."

The old wolf trotted smoothly alongside them.

"I wouldn't worry too much, though. Hearing prophesies is one thing, interpreting them another. I'd be interested to know what they actually said."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 10:54 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 03:36 AM)

"Indeed," the dunmer said quietly.

Solin eyed the girl very seriously for a moment and then broke into laughter.

"Then, I suppose, it is best to be wise," he managed to say in between his bouts of mirth.

*




Doll paused, then broke into laughter herself.

"See, it would never work on you now, I've told you my secrets!" she said. "Because you flashed your handsome teeth at me."

She sobered.

"The truth is, I hope I never have to live like that again. But tell me, if I weren't working for the General, would you ever have taken me seriously enough to talk about magic? Would you speak to me of the Clockwork City? It's terrible to be small, and young, and a girl, and from a poor family. I thought that those who had such disdain for me deserved whatever I could do to them. But now that I work for the General, I have respect."

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 10:54 AM

The Void


QUOTE(Attrebus @ Dec 30 2004, 04:40 AM)

Tirin's screams couldn't be heard from outside the sound proofed torture chamber. They finally stopped an hour later when Helseth finished the job.

*





"The Queen's spy has been found," whispered Bosriel to Leseth. "This, she will want to know ... And, that there's a trap."


Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 10:58 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 04:44 AM)

The Void
"The Queen's spy has been found," whispered Bosriel to Leseth. "This, she will want to know ... And, that there's a trap."

*




(THE VOID:)

Leseth floated in the dark, watching the man's life end slowly.

"Yes, Little One. I suspect that an ambush is exactly the sort of thing that would interest her," he said with a slight smile.

"Let us go."



Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 10:58 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 04:44 AM)

"Would that surprise you? Surely you've thought that might be a possibility."

The old wolf trotted smoothly alongside them.

"I wouldn't worry too much, though. Hearing prophesies is one thing, interpreting them another. I'd be interested to know what they actually said."

*





Loranna recites quietly:

"I will kill that which I love most."

"I will die giving birth to my child."

"I will die and yet never die."

" ... Honestly? It wasn't till ... maybe somewhere along the way in Skyrim that I started thinking I might get killed in all this," Loranna says quietly. "In Gnisis, I really started to realize that, prophecies aside, I may not live to see my quest through. ... And yesterday I understood that it no longer matters; my Lady's will will be served. Through my flesh or another."


Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 11:03 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 04:48 AM)

Loranna recites quietly:

"I will kill that which I love most."

"I will die giving birth to my child."

"I will die and yet never die."

" ... Honestly?  It wasn't till ... maybe somewhere along the way in Skyrim that I started thinking I might get killed in all this," Loranna says quietly.  "In Gnisis, I really started to realize that, prophecies aside, I may not live to see my quest through.  ... And yesterday I understood that it no longer matters; my Lady's will will be served.  Through my flesh or another."

*




"Ah, that's one of those annoying prophesies. I prefer the straightforward kind, myself. You know, 'Go do this and this will happen.' Easy."

The old wolf let out an almost exaspirated whine.

"Well, you haven't yet killed what you love most, so they haven't even started yet, I suppose. The last one kind of invalidates the second, though, if taken literally, which we obviously shouldn't.

"Seriously, if YOU made a book that told the future, wouldn't you want to be able to understand it?" he said with a laugh.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 11:05 AM

Tel Dres, Morrowind

The Queen of Wayrest wore a heavy dark cloak, and her small band of guards were similarly disguised as they wound their way through the streets of the city. They needn’t have bothered. No one was on the streets who might’ve recognized them – no one was on the streets at all.

“A quiet town,” said her sage Vonnod, a little nervously. “Perhaps they’re all still recovering from New Life …”

Elysana said nothing in reply. When they reached the gate of the palace, she rapped on the door. It didn’t open, but she could hear armored footsteps in the street behind her, and she knew a trap when she saw one. She had set up enough of them herself.

“Helseth,” she said to no one. “You’ve learned a thing or two about manipulating your enemy, haven’t you.’

Vonnod fainted when the King’s guards took him. Elysana merely smiled sweetly.



Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 11:06 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 04:53 AM)

"Ah, that's one of those annoying prophesies. I prefer the straightforward kind, myself. You know, 'Go do this and this will happen.' Easy."

The old wolf let out an almost exaspirated whine.

"Well, you haven't yet killed what you love most, so they haven't even started yet, I suppose. The last one kind of invalidates the second, though, if taken literally, which we obviously shouldn't.

"Seriously, if YOU made a book that told the future, wouldn't you want to be able to understand it?" he said with a laugh.

*





"Depends," Loranna says, raising her eyebrows. "If you understood what was going to happen next, why bother doing anything else but go through the motions?"

Her eyes grow hooded, however, as she contemplates wether Aricyn is truly right about her not having fulfilled the first prophecy ...


Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 11:09 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 04:56 AM)

"Depends," Loranna says, raising her eyebrows.  "If you understood what was going to happen next, why bother doing anything else but go through the motions?"

Her eyes grow hooded, however, as she contemplates wether Aricyn is truly right about her not having fulfilled the first prophecy ...

*




Aricyn laughed, mirthlessly.

"Yes, that's about it. Just go through the motions.

"The trouble starts when other people have their prophesies too..."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 11:10 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 04:59 AM)

"Heh. Yes, that's about it. Just go through the motions.

"The trouble starts when other people have their prophesies too...:

*





"Oh?" Loranna asks, raising her eyebrows. "Such as you mayhap?"


Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 11:11 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 02:44 AM)

Doll paused, then broke into laughter herself.

"See, it would never work on you now, I've told you my secrets!" she said. "Because you flashed your handsome teeth at me."

She sobered.

"The truth is, I hope I never have to live like that again. But tell me, if I weren't working for the General, would you ever have taken me seriously enough to talk about magic?  Would you speak to me of the Clockwork City?  It's terrible to be small, and young, and a girl, and from a poor family. I thought that those who had such disdain for me deserved whatever I could do to them. But now that I work for the General, I have respect."

*




Solin quieted but his smile remained. He shook his head.

"It may have been less easy to connect, meeting and speaking," he said, "But I was half out of my mind, perhaps I still am," the elf gave her a wink. "I still spoke to you," he continued, "You have the aspiration and that is and was enough by me."

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 11:12 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 05:00 AM)

"Oh?" Loranna asks, raising her eyebrows.  "Such as you mayhap?"

*




"Hah!" he says loudly, a wide smile returning to his face.

"Don't you think I have enough to do trying to take care of you, without having prophesies to follow, too?

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 11:15 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 04:01 AM)

Solin quieted but his smile remained.  He shook his head.

"It may have been less easy to connect, meeting and speaking," he said, "But I was half out of my mind, perhaps I still am," the elf gave her a wink. "I still spoke to you," he continued, "You have the aspiration and that is and was enough by me."

*




The small figure in the netch leather armor positively wiggled with pleasure.

"You seem happier," Doll said. "Did you ever fix what you were trying to fix?"

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 11:17 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 05:02 AM)

"Hah!" he says loudly, a wide smile returning to his face.

"Don't you think I have enough to do trying to take care of you, without having prophesies to follow, too?

*





"Aricyn dear you could very well have earned my Lady's anger for diverting the worship due her with that poor unfortunate girl you put on the litter," Loranna says, staring directly into his eyes.

"Are you or are you not here at prophecy's behest," she asks, her tone gentle but firm.


Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 30 2004, 11:20 AM

The time in-between time…

Time passed as quickly, as rain drops in a storm, but the only one who seemed to be getting older was Dur’el’s older self. Kasha, Dur’el, and Allimar looked like they hadn’t aged at all.

Dur’el stood, sweating, and exhausted, out in the desolate, crimson smoked field, which he hated. His older self had told him the field builds character, makes you stronger, but he also reluctantly said the field would also drive you mad, if you stayed more then two hours in it.

“Come on, concentrate. Close your eyes and envision the sword.” The aged Redguard proclaims.

“I can’t.” Dur’el utters dropping down, and putting his hands on his knees.

“Something troubles you. What is it?” The Redguard inquires.

Dur’el reluctantly replies. “Why are you the only one aging? Why won’t you let me tell Kasha her fate? There are many things you haven’t told me, and many things you won’t let me tell, why?”

“I see you’ve had this bottled up for sometime now.” The old man says with an unconvincing, smirk. “I’m ageing because your fate can’t begin until mine ends, and you know why Kasha, and Allimar aren’t.”

“Kasha at least deserves to know.” Dur’el says through gasping breaths.

The old Redguard sighs. “What would that do? Make her worry for the remaining time she has left? There’s nothing you can do to stop it, so leave it alone. The Bosmer will die in your fight, and Kasha will have gone mad from the headaches, long before then. It’s already written, it’s never been changed, and it can’t be changed. Let them live out the remainder of their life in peace, not worry. Now back to training, I don’t have long left in this plain.”

Dur’el bites back tears and continues training.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 11:23 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 05:07 AM)

"Aricyn dear you could very well have earned my Lady's anger for diverting the worship due her with that poor unfortunate girl you put on the litter," Loranna says, staring directly into his eyes.

"Are you or are you not here at prophecy's behest," she asks, her tone gentle but firm.

*




"Nice. That's a good, commanding tone. You should practice that more often," Aricyn said with a practiced smile.

"And to be fair, I did not divert anyone's worship from Azura, I diverted it from YOU. Azura's name was still chanted, and all sorts of good things were still burnt in her name. She wants worship? She got her due.

"Now, as for your other question, I woudn't dare ignore one as straightforward as that.

"Yes."

He grinned widely.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 11:24 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 05:13 AM)

"Nice. That's a good, commanding tone. You should practice that more often," Aricyn said with a practiced smile.

"And to be fair, I did not divert anyone's worship from Azura, I diverted it from YOU. Azura's name was still chanted, and all sorts of good things were still burnt in her name. She wants worship? She got her due.

"Now, as for your other question, I woudn't dare ignore one as straightforward as that.

"Yes."

He grinned widely.

*





" ... Let me guess; it somehow made it sound like you're going to be the king of this land," Loranna says, her face unsmiling.

"What exactly did the prophecy say?"


Posted by: Attrebus Dec 30 2004, 11:29 AM

*The Palace, Mournhold*
A messenger arrived and passed on the news.

"Elysana has been captured and is being taken to the city of Vivec."

"Excellent." Replied Helseth. "Make the arrangements for my trip to Vivec."

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 11:32 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 05:14 AM)

" ... Let me guess; it somehow made it sound like you're going to be the king of this land," Loranna says, her face unsmiling.

"What exactly did the prophecy say?"

*





"No, Lady. I wouldn't be king of this rock if you paid me," he said with a frown.

"But, like I said, I don't pay attention to wishy-washy prophecies.

"What I know... I just know. There's no interpretation necessary."

Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 11:33 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 03:05 AM)

The small figure in the netch leather armor positively wiggled with pleasure.

"You seem happier," Doll said. "Did you ever fix what you were trying to fix?"

*




The dunmer looked about again making sure that no one else was there. "I noticed something that I knew all along and it was a joyous moment," he said in a whispered manner. Solin turned and looked towards the towers around which Loranna's followers had gathered. He was still smiling.

"The fixing, however, is different manner, it will be done in good time as necessary."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 11:35 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 04:23 AM)

The dunmer looked about again making sure that no one else was there. "I noticed something that I knew all along and it was a joyous moment," he said in a whispered manner.  Solin turned and looked towards the towers around which Loranna's followers had gathered.  He was still smiling.

"The fixing, however, is different manner, it will be done in good time as necessary."

*




"I'll help," Doll said. "If you let me."

Posted by: Issa_Yojimbo Dec 30 2004, 11:38 AM

QUOTE(Attrebus @ Dec 30 2004, 05:19 AM)

*The Palace, Mournhold*
A messenger arrived and passed on the news.

"Elysana has been captured and is being taken to the city of Vivec."

"Excellent." Replied Helseth. "Make the arrangements for my trip to Vivec."

*





In Relativity, matter tells space-time how to curve, and space time tells matter how to move.

Yojimbo's sword told relativity to go get a quick snack.

The Dunmer found himself falling toward High Fane at rapid speed. Shortly afterwards, he found himself falling toward High Fane at rapid speed, and decided that panicing was the wrong thing to do.

Reaching into his satchel, he found his Amulet of Slowfall, and used it promptly.

"This sword has a mind of it's own, it seems. It never seems to take me where I want to go. For example, I would have enjoyed a nice rest with some...company...at Desele's House in Suran, but nooo..."

Issa decides to head over to the arena or foreign quarter. Anywhere far from the Temple.

Once again, the glyphs changed.

"Something...isn't right. Maybe I shouldn't be here..."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 11:38 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 05:22 AM)

"No, Lady. I wouldn't be king of this rock if you paid me," he said with a frown.

"But, like I said, I don't pay attention to wishy-washy prophecies.

"What I know... I just know. There's no interpretation necessary."

*





Loranna sighs.

" ... I am a tavern girl, but I am also, currently, Azura's Incarnate, Aricyn," she says, her voice becoming a bit quieter but her gaze seeming to reach into his eyes to swallow him up.

"I don't know everything yet to fulfill the role I've taken upon myself; that's why I turn to my companions. All the same ... I am not as much a child as some would believe. And as much as I love you, I'm getting to the point where I'm about ready to smack you and hand you over to Allie to do whatever she wants to your hide. Please stop treating me like a child who can't handle big scary truths and please start being a bit more open with me - we're both adults now."


Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 11:48 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 05:28 AM)

Loranna sighs.

" ... I am a tavern girl, but I am also, currently, Azura's Incarnate, Aricyn," she says, her voice becoming a bit quieter but her gaze seeming to reach into his eyes to swallow him up.

"I don't know everything yet to fulfill the role I've taken upon myself; that's why I turn to my companions.  All the same ... I am not as much a child as some would believe.  And as much as I love you, I'm getting to the point where I'm about ready to smack you and hand you over to Allie to do whatever she wants to your hide.  Please stop treating me like a child who can't handle big scary truths and please start being a bit more open with me - we're both adults now."

*




"I don't think you're a child, Loranna," he says, clasping his hands behind his back, "some things just don't really concern you... or Azura. Especially if your prophecies turn out the way you think they might.

"Besides, you don't know my mind, like everyone else's. I'm just guessing, but I'd say that means that you aren't supposed to know. Did you ever think you might not WANT to know? That it might stop you from acting in the right way? It's just a thought.

"As for Allerleirauh, if she wanted my hide, as you say, not me, or you, or anyone else could stop her. You might like to realize that. I have, and it's important.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 30 2004, 11:53 AM

It was a strange procession, a White Robed Breton Girl, a Redguard with a strange sword and five Red Armoured Royal Guards… The Ordanators reluctantly made way for the small party as it headed towards the nearby cantons to scout out positions for the Royal Guards to hide and ambush from. Entering the St. Delyn Canton, the party made their way to the top, where a sympathetic Priest recognised Maranda, and invited them into the chapel for meed and kwama eggs
'The Heretic has desecrated the Tribunal far enough, and the Hierarchy does little to stop it, no, even encourages it… what has become of this Nation?' The Priest said, still discusted by the Archcannons orders… the rumours had spread through the temple, even if it had not officially been announced, 'You and your people are welcome to use our Shrine to rest anytime in your wait for the Parade lead by the Heretic, Loranna to arrive… we can even help with the capturing of her…'
'It does not matter,' Maranda said, looking around at the strange assortment of people in the chapel, 'I do not wish to sacrifice any more innocent life than necessary, and not bloody this Sacred City any more…

Posted by: Nalion Dec 30 2004, 11:55 AM

Nalion emerges from the Tower of Dusk, where he had a rather rough sleep, cramped between two Dunmer, without a blanket or pillows. All rooms had been full, some of them wer used by more than one person.
Even if he had the money to pay to clear and rent a room while demands was high, he was unlikely to get one. Though he kept a low profile and tried to hide the fact he was a Telvanni Retainer, it was very unlikely he would get a room at all at Ghostgate, where Temple Ordinators, Buoyant Armigers and House Redoran members resided...

"At least I got out of the ash and under a roof." he mutters, stifling a yawn. He looks a bitt scruffy, with his once new blue robe now wrinkled and his brown hair dishevelled. He straightens himself and his clothes as good as he could, then walks off to search for a bowl of water.

Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 11:57 AM

A clangor of hammering, chatting, and the sounds of general labor began to rise above the ambient noise of the camping followers. The gathering Solin noticed was growing around the small fortress. Folk of all races were beginning to work at the towers. There were scraps of wood here and there and men and mer were working them. Where they had managed to salvage the material from was a mystery but it was there and doubtless more would come. Craftsmen were being called with hides, paints, and dyes. There was scuffling between the guardians of the fortress and the workmen but the shear number of followers was oppressive. Work was beginning.

Posted by: Aki Dec 30 2004, 11:59 AM

QUOTE(Meridia @ Dec 30 2004, 05:43 AM)


'It does not matter,' Maranda said, looking around at the strange assortment of people in the chapel, 'I do not wish to sacrifice any more innocent life than necessary, and not bloody this Sacred City any more…

*





A man stood. Like the others he wore a suit of armor. Though the others had removed most of theirs he still wore his. He walked over towards Maranda, moving as if wearing the armour for extended periods of time was something he did often. "You say you wish to capture this...Loranna? The so-called incarnate of Azura?" he asked. " I wish to bring justice to some of those travelling with her. Namely. The Werewolf. Perhaps we could...assist ech other?"

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 12:00 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 05:38 AM)

"I don't think you're a child, Loranna," he says, clasping his hands behind his back, "some things just don't really concern you... or Azura. Especially if your prophecies turn out the way you think they might.

"Besides, you don't know my mind, like everyone else's. I'm just guessing, but I'd say that means that you aren't supposed to know. Did you ever think you might not WANT to know? That it might stop you from acting in the right way? It's just a thought.

"As for Allerleirauh, if she wanted my hide, as you say, not me, or you, or anyone else could stop her. You might like to realize that. I have, and it's important.

*





There are some minds I don't know even when I'm listening to them and nothing but, Loranna reflects as she takes a half-step closer to Aricyn.

" ... Maybe I don't want to know," she mutters. "Maybe it's better not to know - I certainly didn't know half the things that went on while we trekked through Skyrim."

" ... " She felt the question rising to her throat, felt the words Why are you doing this forming on her tongue, waiting to pass her lips ...

" ... There's ... other things we should discuss," she says. "Maranda and the Moon Reiver are still unaccounted for. The assassin is still loose. We've practically a whole town following us around in a land whose King has every reason to want us dead and everyone knows where our final destination lies. Just for finishing this pilgrimage alone, we have a lot to plan ..."

Posted by: Meridia Dec 30 2004, 12:04 PM

'The werewolf?' Maranda said thinking a bit, 'ah yes, I remember him... he ambushed my party and almost killed me... only my associate, Shardie and myself managed to escape his fury... set our plans back over a week, that did... I would welcome your help, after all, you and your men seem accustom to battle... what, might I ask, is your profession?'

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 12:05 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 05:50 AM)

There are some minds I don't know even when I'm listening to them and nothing but, Loranna reflects as she takes a half-step closer to Aricyn.

" ... Maybe I don't want to know," she mutters.  "Maybe it's better not to know - I certainly didn't know half the things that went on while we trekked through Skyrim."

" ... " She felt the question rising to her throat, felt the words Why are you doing this forming on her tongue, waiting to pass her lips ...

" ... There's ... other things we should discuss," she says.  "Maranda and the Moon Reiver are still unaccounted for.  The assassin is still loose.  We've practically a whole town following us around in a land whose King has every reason to want us dead and everyone knows where our final destination lies.  Just for finishing this pilgrimage alone, we have a lot to plan ..."

*




"Or," he says, taking her by the chin and kissing her forehead gently, "We could just trust fate. Remember, I know THINGS."

His smile could melt snow in Skyrim.

Posted by: Aki Dec 30 2004, 12:08 PM

"Me? I am the Hunter of the beasts that stalk the night. In laymans terms. A werewolf hunter. Though, it applies to all manner of Werebeasts.
Though, unlike the last group sent after this one, we are specialized with Werewolves. Oh, how rude of me, i am Tarenen. You?" Tarenen said, with a deep bow. That once again showed that the man was either acustomed to moving in armor as if it were a secound skin, or that the armor was lighter than it seemed. Or something entirely diffrent.



Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 12:09 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 05:55 AM)

"Or," he says, taking her by the chin and kissing her forehead gently, "We could just trust fate. Remember, I know THINGS."

His smile could melt snow in Skyrim.

*





Loranna feels a chuckle shake her chest, but Aricyn can feel her stiffen as he smiles at her ...

" ... Would those things include whatever I'm noticing now over there?" she asks, turning to look toward the work going on and directing her thoughts thataway ...

" ... Oh; later on, maybe you can tell me what you spoke of to Arynel. If that's okay," she says almost absently, already turning toward the work.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 12:13 PM

The Inner Sea, Morrowind

Elysana had been separated from her guards and her sage Vonnod. They might have been alive or dead. She was alone, in chains, in the hold of a ship sailing across the sea.

Throughout it all, she kept smiling.

“Are your chains too tight, milady?” asked one of the younger guards.

“No, my dear,” she sighed and gave him a wink. “I’ve felt tighter. Can you tell me where we’re going?”

“I don’t know if I’m supposed to,” he said. “But I suppose it won’t do no harm. You’ll know soon enough. Vivec.”

“Oh, good,” the Queen of Wayrest said. “I haven’t been there before. This should be very educational.”


Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 30 2004, 12:15 PM

The time in-between time…

Time had been harsh to the old Redguard, and he had spent his whole life in a cruel, irregular, time-bending world, as had the many before him. Even though he was in a place time had hid him, no one can hide from death. The old Redguard lay on the ground, in the cave he’d called home for incalculable years, waiting on death, encircled by Kasha, Dur’el, and Allimar.

“My time on this plain is at an end. I feel it.” The Redguard said with slow, irregular, breaths. “I pray to the Gods that I have taught you enough to finally get us free of this blight. I curse Molag wherever he is now. I pray that you don't die like me, alone and laying on a cold cave floor.” The Redguard takes a hefty, deep breath and continues.

“I’m going to leave you with this last bit of knowledge. It was never told to me, so that means you’re the first to hear it, but I wish to the Gods someone had told what I'm about to say to me. It might have helped me and I wouldn't be dying like this…” The old man then trails off like he falling asleep.

“Take your time.” Dur’el pronounces, concerned.

“Remember this young one… You don’t have to beat him... just make sure you win.” The aged man suddenly begins to cough profusely. After his coughing spell he collects himself. “Now, I’m going to take a nap… just a short one. Just a short little nap…”

Dur’el’s older self closed his eyes, and never opened them again.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 30 2004, 12:16 PM

'I am Maranda Bienne, of Narsis...' said Maranda, using the same Alias as that she used to Hesleth... besides, it was only a half lie 'I was just wanting to talk Loranna out of this madness, but things have gone too far... I am currently an agent of King Hesleth, well, sort of, and my goal is to bring Loranna into custody for my Master' also a half lie, 'She is heading for Vivec soon, and I plan to confront her there... if all else fails, and she does not surrender, I shall ask the King, who is on his way here, to send the troops into the masses... of course, you can deal with Reichi at your leasure, but only after Loranna is in custody, or after the king gives his word... do you agree with that?

Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 12:19 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 03:59 AM)

" ... Oh; later on, maybe you can tell me what you spoke of to Arynel.  If that's okay," she says almost absently, already turning toward the work.

*




There was paint being aplied to the stonework of the fortress already. A group of men and mer were deep in arguement at the entrance to the tunnel that formerly served as a bridge between Red Mountain and the rest of Vvardenfell.

Several mer stood on one side armored in glass and chitin. On their opposite stood several apparently self appointed foremen of the opperation. The mer, Bouyant Armigers were demanding that the work cease and Loranna's follwers wouldn't hear of it.

Several well armed warriors of both the Temple and House Redoran were attempting to keep the zealous populace at bay.

Posted by: Aki Dec 30 2004, 12:21 PM

Tarenen considered. "Only the werewolf? He is the main target, but their are others. Like the silver haired nords. Not to mention the others. surely the king wouldn't let them go without punishment?" he said at last. Tarenen didn't want to have to take them down indivually. That would take too long.
"How did you know the wolf's name anyways?"

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 12:23 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 05:59 AM)

Loranna feels a chuckle shake her chest, but Aricyn can feel her stiffen as he smiles at her ...

" ... Would those things include whatever I'm noticing now over there?" she asks, turning to look toward the work going on and directing her thoughts thataway ...

" ... Oh; later on, maybe you can tell me what you spoke of to Arynel.  If that's okay," she says almost absently, already turning toward the work.

*




"Be glad to, Lady, but I suspect you got a perfect understanding of that from reading Arynel's thoughts," he says without looking at her, staring at the rising fortification on the cliffside.

"Let's go see exactly who is up to what."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 12:23 PM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 05:09 AM)

There was paint being aplied to the stonework of the fortress already.  A group of men and mer were deep in arguement at the entrance to the tunnel that formerly served as a bridge between Red Mountain and the rest of Vvardenfell.

Several mer stood on one side armored in glass and chitin.  On their opposite stood several apparently self appointed foremen of the opperation.  The mer, Bouyant Armigers were demanding that the work cease and Loranna's follwers wouldn't hear of it.

Several well armed warriors of both the Temple and House Redoran were attempting to keep the zealous populace at bay.

*




"That's it," Allerleirauh said. She slipped her hand around her dagger and cast a spell which would carry her high into the air.

"CHILDREN OF ASH, I COME TO YOU FROM THE LANDS OF SNOW TO LAUGH AT YOUR DOWNFALL. FOR CENTURIES WE NORDS HAVE TRIED TO OVERCOME YOUR VALOR, AND AT LAST YOU DESTROY YOURSELVES! TEAR DOWN THE MONUMENTS OF BATTLES PAST, THOSE ANCESTORS WILL ANSWER YOUR PRAYERS NO LONGER! AZURA HAS SLIPPED THE CHAINS THAT THE TRIBUNAL PLACED ON HER, THE DAEDRA DANCE ON THE ASH PITS OF YOUR FATHERS!"

She threw her head back and laughed her loudest, most mocking, most Nordic laugh.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 30 2004, 12:28 PM

'I have... met this wolf before... in Skyrim, that is where I met Loranna as well, I needed to get to Morrowind, but when I learnt the truth behind Loranna and her party and the destruction that accompinied the Incarnate of Azura, I left the so called, 'Trail of Tears' across Skyrim... That woman would cause more destruction that Dagon on a bad hair day... but you may take out whom ever you wish, but Loranna is mine... she must be taken into custody and put on trial for her crimes... of course, if you help, you will be rewarded hansomly by my master...' both of them, thought Maranda

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 12:29 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 06:13 AM)

"That's it,"  Allerleirauh said. She slipped her hand around her dagger and cast a spell which would carry her high into the air.

"CHILDREN OF ASH, I COME TO YOU FROM THE LANDS OF SNOW TO LAUGH AT YOUR DOWNFALL. FOR CENTURIES WE NORDS HAVE TRIED TO OVERCOME YOUR VALOR, AND AT LAST YOU DESTROY YOURSELVES!  TEAR DOWN THE MONUMENTS OF BATTLES PAST, THOSE ANCESTORS WILL ANSWER YOUR PRAYERS NO LONGER!  AZURA HAS SLIPPED THE CHAINS THAT THE TRIBUNAL PLACED ON HER, THE DAEDRA DANCE ON THE ASH PITS OF YOUR FATHERS!"

She threw her head back and laughed her loudest, most mocking, most Nordic laugh.

*





" ... Maybe I ought to be handing Allie to you to do whatever you want to her hide ..." Loranna mutters to Aricyn, feeling her insides touch the cold infinite expanse of Oblivion as Allie's words echo all over Red Mountain.

Azura would not lift a finger to prevent the defacing of a Tribunal ediface; for her Incarnate to act to prevent such would be asking for yet more punishment, even if Ghostgate was still needed for keeping Corpus beasts from wandering the land.

Now Allie was openly mocking the Dunmer, in a way that would surely provoke Azura's followers to say something - and as Incarnate, she'd have to do something, even if her own instincts told her this was a stupid situation to begin with and ought to have been dealt with with a few quiet words here and there ...

Posted by: Aki Dec 30 2004, 12:33 PM

"Excellent. I agree to it then." Tarenen said. Grinning like a chesire cat.
"So, anything i else i should know?"
--------------------------------------------
Ghostegate

Dar'var tossed his empty skooma pipe at the loud Nord. "shaddup! People are trying to sleep you silver haired ninny!" he yelleed.

Reichi merely watched the woman quizzically.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 12:34 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 06:13 AM)

"That's it,"  Allerleirauh said. She slipped her hand around her dagger and cast a spell which would carry her high into the air.

"CHILDREN OF ASH, I COME TO YOU FROM THE LANDS OF SNOW TO LAUGH AT YOUR DOWNFALL. FOR CENTURIES WE NORDS HAVE TRIED TO OVERCOME YOUR VALOR, AND AT LAST YOU DESTROY YOURSELVES!  TEAR DOWN THE MONUMENTS OF BATTLES PAST, THOSE ANCESTORS WILL ANSWER YOUR PRAYERS NO LONGER!  AZURA HAS SLIPPED THE CHAINS THAT THE TRIBUNAL PLACED ON HER, THE DAEDRA DANCE ON THE ASH PITS OF YOUR FATHERS!"

She threw her head back and laughed her loudest, most mocking, most Nordic laugh.

*





From her vantage point, it is interesting that while most of Loranna/Azura's followers are Dunmer, it is actually a surprisingly multicultural group. Bretons and Imperials are working on the structure, together with Orcs, Redguards, Argonians, Khajiit, Altmer, Bosmer, and, yes, more than a few Nords.

"Sorry about that," says one of the Nords to the Dunmer working next to him. "You know, we Nords tend to drink too much sometimes."

The majority of the Dunmer looked at her with hostility, however. And many drew their weapons.

Posted by: Nalion Dec 30 2004, 12:36 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 11:13 AM)

"That's it,"  Allerleirauh said. She slipped her hand around her dagger and cast a spell which would carry her high into the air.

"CHILDREN OF ASH, I COME TO YOU FROM THE LANDS OF SNOW TO LAUGH AT YOUR DOWNFALL. FOR CENTURIES WE NORDS HAVE TRIED TO OVERCOME YOUR VALOR, AND AT LAST YOU DESTROY YOURSELVES!  TEAR DOWN THE MONUMENTS OF BATTLES PAST, THOSE ANCESTORS WILL ANSWER YOUR PRAYERS NO LONGER!  AZURA HAS SLIPPED THE CHAINS THAT THE TRIBUNAL PLACED ON HER, THE DAEDRA DANCE ON THE ASH PITS OF YOUR FATHERS!"

She threw her head back and laughed her loudest, most mocking, most Nordic laugh.

*





Nalion raises himself, laying down the bowl of water. Seeing that all of the people present stare at her, he performs a bow towards her.

"At least you can do what I cannot do yet." he says silently to himself.

After a while, he sits down and produces paper, ink and feather from a pouch and begins to write.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 12:38 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 05:24 AM)

From her vantage point, it is interesting that while most of Loranna/Azura's followers are Dunmer, it is actually a surprisingly multicultural group.  Bretons and Imperials are working on the structure, together with Orcs, Redguards, Argonians, Khajiit, Altmer, Bosmer, and, yes, more than a few Nords.

"Sorry about that," says one of the Nords to the Dunmer working next to him. "You know, we Nords tend to drink too much sometimes."

The majority of the Dunmer looked at her with hostility, however.  And many drew their weapons.

*




"THE DAEDRA SERVED THE TRIBUNAL, NOW YOU SERVE THE DAEDRA!" she shouted. Good. Let the crowd get angry. "YOU ARE DEVILS, YOU WALK BACKWARDS! PERHAPS NEXT YOU'LL WALK BACK ALONG THE PATH VELOTH TOOK, AND BECOME HIGH ELVES!"

Posted by: Meridia Dec 30 2004, 12:40 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Dec 30 2004, 08:23 PM)

"Excellent. I agree to it then." Tarenen said. Grinning like a chesire cat.
"So, anything i else i should know?"




'Anything else? No, nothing that I can think of, but if you need to see me, you can find me in the Puzzle Canal central room... if you do not mind, I have some preperation to make... I must warn you though, some parts of the Temple have decided to embrace Loranna and her party, so be warned. Fare the well, Tarenen' Maranda and her escort bowed low, and returned to scouting for positions

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 12:42 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 06:28 AM)

"THE DAEDRA SERVED THE TRIBUNAL, NOW YOU SERVE THE DAEDRA!" she shouted. Good. Let the crowd get angry. "YOU ARE DEVILS, YOU WALK BACKWARDS!  PERHAPS NEXT YOU'LL WALK BACK ALONG THE PATH VELOTH TOOK, AND BECOME HIGH ELVES!"

*





Dres Gaor looked at the Dunmer next to him. "Does anyone here know how to cast fireball?"


Posted by: Aki Dec 30 2004, 12:43 PM

Tarenen nodded as Maranda and her party left. Then walked back to his troops. Informing them of the change in plans. He accidently stepped in the ash pit in the center of the abbey ,and quickly brushed the prints away with his cloak.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 30 2004, 12:43 PM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Dec 30 2004, 06:05 AM)

...Dur’el’s older self closed his eyes, and never opened them again.



In Morrowind, at the Ghostgate, Left Hand inexplicably sheds a tear. He then thinks something got in his eye, and thinks nothing more about it.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 12:44 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 06:24 AM)

From her vantage point, it is interesting that while most of Loranna/Azura's followers are Dunmer, it is actually a surprisingly multicultural group.  Bretons and Imperials are working on the structure, together with Orcs, Redguards, Argonians, Khajiit, Altmer, Bosmer, and, yes, more than a few Nords.

"Sorry about that," says one of the Nords to the Dunmer working next to him. "You know, we Nords tend to drink too much sometimes."

The majority of the Dunmer looked at her with hostility, however.  And many drew their weapons.

*




A voice like thunder rolled down the valley, shaking stones loose from the top of Red Mountain.

"HEAR THE MOCKING WORDS OF THE ANCIENT ENEMY OF YOUR PEOPLE! HEAR HER WHEN SHE LAUGHS AT WHAT YOU DO! REJOICE! YOU, OH DUNMER, KNOW THAT AN ENEMY THAT IS PLEASED WITH YOUR ACTIONS STAYS STILL, WHILE ONE DISPLEASED MOCKS YOU AND DRIVES YOU TO A DIFFERENT PATH!"

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 12:46 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 30 2004, 06:34 AM)

A voice like thunder rolled down the valley, shaking stones loose from the top of Red Mountain.

"HEAR THE MOCKING WORDS OF THE ANCIENT ENEMY OF YOUR PEOPLE! HEAR HER WHEN SHE LAUGHS AT WHAT YOU DO! REJOICE! YOU, OH DUNMER, KNOW THAT AN ENEMY THAT IS PLEASED WITH YOUR ACTIONS STAYS STILL, WHILE ONE DISPLEASED MOCKS YOU AND DRIVES YOU TO A DIFFERENT PATH!"

*





"B'Vek," said one of the Dunmer, before clapping his hand over his mouth. That oath was just a force of habit. 'I mean, by Azura ... you can hardly hear the hammering with all the shouting going on.'


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 12:47 PM

Allerleirauh had seeded the crowd. She had been waiting to see if any of the Armigers would dare to speak. One, low, rumbling voice cut through the hysteria of the crowd.

"I served in these towers for 100 years," the Buoyant Armiger said. "The Temple said they should stand forever as a monument to those who died here."

She was unafraid of anything they might cast at her. Let them try. She had yet to see the magic that could harm her faster than her alchemy could heal her. The only thing she feared was Aricyn's thu'um, and even then she could duck into the Void.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 12:47 PM

Loranna glares at Allie, finding herself thinking something she never thought she'd ever think:

What idiocy is she trying to pull here?

Loranna speaks up, her voice reaching everyone's ear despite her not quite having Allie's powerful lungs.

"Shall you all forget the Pride in yourselves celebrated earlier, that you'll let one silver-haired northerner's words drive you to rage? She rants and raves because she sees something she cannot stand; let her yell herself silly until she turns blue in the face. In the end, it's just empty air."

Allie hears Loranna's voice in her mind - angry, and with a hint of pain.

Just what the blazes is this going to do? You see something stupid and you decide to start a riot - what the heck are you using for brains right now?


Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 12:52 PM

QUOTE

"Shall you all forget the Pride in yourselves celebrated earlier, that you'll let one silver-haired northerner's words drive you to rage? She rants and raves because she sees something she cannot stand; let her yell herself silly until she turns blue in the face. In the end, it's just empty air."



"Apparently what we have here is a cliffracer from Skyrim," laughed Dres Gaor. "Hail Azura!"

The crowd echoed this back.

It is impossible to tell who did what in the crowd, as massive as it is, but a fireball and two arrows shoot out towards Allerleirauh. One of the arrows is fired very poorly, but the other and the fireball are on course for the floating Nord.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 30 2004, 01:00 PM

The time in-between time…

Seeing himself die brought up a lot of strange and confusing emotions, that can’t even be put into words. Dur’el sat down next to his older self and wept. He wept for Kasha, for Allimar, for himself, and for his future. He knew after this was over he had to focus completely on fixing the wrong done to him, or he would end up dead on a cave floor.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 01:01 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 05:42 AM)

"Apparently what we have here is a cliffracer from Skyrim," laughed Dres Gaor. "Hail Azura!"

The crowd echoed this back.

It is impossible to tell who did what in the crowd, as massive as it is, but a fireball and two arrows shoot out towards Allerleirauh.  One of the arrows is fired very poorly, but the other and the fireball are on course for the floating Nord.

*




Allerleirauh laughed, allowing the fireball to wrap around her. It damaged her clothing, but not the armor she wore beneath it. The arrow she pulled free of her arm and tossed over her shoulder. She considered her exit strategy... all that needed to be said had been said. But she didn't want to seem to run away.

Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 01:02 PM

The a Redoran guarding the tower shouts, "Dres S'wit! What say do you have over this land!" and begins to wade into the crowd weapons brandished, his fellows follow after him in likewise manner. A few men and mer near Gaor draw their weapons in response.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 01:03 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 05:37 AM)

Loranna glares at Allie, finding herself thinking something she never thought she'd ever think:

What idiocy is she trying to pull here?

Loranna speaks up, her voice reaching everyone's ear despite her not quite having Allie's powerful lungs.

"Shall you all forget the Pride in yourselves celebrated earlier, that you'll let one silver-haired northerner's words drive you to rage?  She rants and raves because she sees something she cannot stand; let her yell herself silly until she turns blue in the face.  In the end, it's just empty air."

Allie hears Loranna's voice in her mind - angry, and with a hint of pain.

Just what the blazes is this going to do?  You see something stupid and you decide to start a riot - what the heck are you using for brains right now?

*





Pride, Loranna? I see shame, not pride. And I would rather see every last one of these people dead than enslaved to Azura. You disgust me.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 30 2004, 01:05 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 06:51 AM)

Allerleirauh laughed, allowing the fireball to wrap around her. It damaged her clothing, but not the armor she wore beneath it. The arrow she pulled free of her arm and tossed over her shoulder. She considered her exit strategy... all that needed to be said had been said. But she didn't want to seem to run away.

*





The thundering voice laughed, and the mountain answered with its low echo.

"CALM YOURSELF, DEAR CHILDREN OF AZURA. HAVE YOU NOT SEEN THIS WOMAN TRAVELING AT THE HAND OF YOUR PRINCE? YOU HAVE PASSED THE TEST, WE ARE SATISFIED THAT YOUR LOYALTY CANNOT BE BROKEN. AZURA IS PLEASED. PUT DOWN YOUR WEAPONS AND PRAISE THE PRINCE OF DAWN AND DUSK!"

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 01:08 PM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 30 2004, 06:52 AM)

The a Redoran guarding the tower shouts, "Dres S'wit!  What say do you have over this land!"

*





'I have already pledged my land to Azura,' Lord Dres Gaor said simply. 'And my crops and my gold. If she would have it, I will lay down my life for her. But not for you, Redoran lackey of the King.'


Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 01:11 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 06:53 AM)

Pride, Loranna?  I see shame, not pride. And I would rather see every last one of these people dead than enslaved to Azura. You disgust me.

*





This from someone who is supposedly a shinging example of freedom to choose one's own fate ... Loranna thinks, her tone angry, almost but not quite bitter ... and disappointed.

Noticing the Redorans, Loranna grimaces ...

... Get out; get out before this gets any worse, she tells Allie. You've done enough already blast it ... just ... leave.

Loranna feels a familiar rolling and wonders how angry Azura is going to be this time ...


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 01:16 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 06:01 AM)

This from someone who is supposedly a shinging example of freedom to choose one's own fate ... Loranna thinks, her tone angry, almost but not quite bitter ... and disappointed.

Noticing the Redorans, Loranna grimaces ...

... Get out; get out before this gets any worse, she tells Allie.  You've done enough already blast it ... just ... leave.

Loranna feels a familiar rolling and wonders how angry Azura is going to be this time ...

*




Leave? So you can use your mental powers to force them to calm down? So they will all go back to slaving for you like ants? Arynel was right about you.

"Choose your masters," Allerleirauh said, not loudly, but in a voice that carried to the horizon. "You were not born to be lapdogs of the Daedra, or lapdogs of the Nords. Remember Vivec and Sotha Sil and Almalexia."

There was nothing else she could do. And precious little chance of any of it making any difference. She moved her hands, and recalled into the Tower of Dusk.

Posted by: Solin Dec 30 2004, 01:17 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 04:58 AM)

'I have already pledged my land to Azura,' Lord Dres Gaor said simply. 'And my crops and my gold.  If she would have it, I will lay down my life for her.  But not for you, Redoran lackey of the King.'

*




A Redoran warrior shoved a Imperial in his way to the ground. "Out of my path N'wah!" he shouted weapon held high.

His fellows joined in the shouting. Angrily they yelled, "King?!" and countinued to shove their way through the throngs of followers.

"We don't need a dirty ear-clipping poisoner to tell us that you need to die!"

"Or a damnable Nordic witch!"

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 01:21 PM

sorry, ooc: I'm outta here for the night. If anyone wants to play 'The Crowd,' go ahead. My 'mass motivation' was that if you get a bunch of worshippers in a location, and hang around without giving them anything else to do, and some of them start making the place into a temple, they're all going to join in. And a floating Nord woman insulting them, and a few guards aren't going to dissuade them. So, do with it what you will, with my blessing. biggrin.gif

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 30 2004, 01:33 PM

The Buoyant Armigers glanced at each other. Selling their lives dearly wasn't what they had planned to do today. And neither was fighting their own people. But they didn't mind fighting Ashlanders.

The Redorans fought the Outlanders. The Ordinators and Imperials fought the crowd. Soon there was a seething riot going on. But it died quickly, because the crowd had been thoroughly seeded by Elysana. The native Houses found themselves outnumbered in their own territory.

Still, blood had been shed. Enough blood that the founding of Azura's new temple would be remembered as a day of battle and confusion. Already the myth-makers were at work to say they had cast out the weak and cast down the heretic, but the people who worked to build the temple now built with an entirely different attitude. Most were unclear about what, exactly, had happened. All had heard Aricyn's shout about the loyalty test; not all had believed or understood it.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 30 2004, 03:25 PM

Seeing the havoc caused by Allie, Dagoth can't help but think, 'The fool is lucky she left when she did, for she was about to cross a line after which I would have had to destroy her. But I think Loranna handled it pretty well....'

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 30 2004, 04:09 PM

*Erenius had finished tallying the camp, putting the last of the supplies on the carts, and with the few remaining carts, whatever baggage could be carried to take the load from the assorted Dunmer; all before finally taking a deserved rest*

*When he wakes, he finds the camp slightly disorganized, but nothing overly odd; all while hearing speak of Redorans*

"Great...and I thought Indarys had pledged to try to sway the council..." Erenius mutters, disgusted at Redoran 'honesty' and 'honor'. "If I ever find a need to use a House Dunmer for anything, Banden Indarys shall be the first one I use...followed by his councilmen, and then the remnants of the Temple..."

*Regardless, Erenius pushes such musings from his mind as he goes over the tallly, noting a swell of almost five-hundred additional people from his last tally*

"So, that makes just over thirty-nine-hundred followers, excluding those following since the very beginning through Skyrim," Erenius says, making the final tallies in his log-book.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 30 2004, 06:44 PM

Red Mountain

Arynel lay weeping, his hands sunk into the ash on the hard ground beneath him. Where his tears fell, tiny rivers carved through the ash.

"I lament, for the world is not well." The Breton said, his face red and his hair tangled. "There is the blasphemy of the fallen Daedra, of the monster that houses her! And then there is this, all of this, how I lament! The Nord is a beast and called Arycin and called savage! How I lament, for the world is not at ease! And now these people unravel! The Dunmer destroy themselves! And of what strength is my hand in this? Of what pool do I drink to end this? My heart cannot let me keep my hand still, nay, my hand cannot be still after what my eyes have seen!"

Arynel pushes himself off of the ground, and looks up towards the sky.

"I swear by my life and by my soul and by my feet. I swear as the path doth lead and the road doth run. Til the earth meets the sky and the mountain the sea I will not cease in my labor. I make of myself a servant, I take upon my girth the shackles of slavery. My heart has been torn from the wrongness of this, and my soul bound for the plight of a cursed people."

He fell to his knees, and then collapsed in the ash.

Posted by: B Dec 30 2004, 07:33 PM

Artaeum, Summurset

A small cloth was dunked into a washbasin and then wrung out to remove the excess water. The moistened cloth was applied to the forehead of the Altmer lying in bed. The Psijic began to stir.

“He is waking,” said the voice of a small girl.

B’s eyes opened and his gaze met that of one of his young pupils. “How long have I been asleep?”

“You have been in a coma for over a week, and lessons have not been the same without you, Teacher.”

Smiling slightly B replied, “I’m glad I was missed. I’ll be good as new in a few days, little one.”

The young student frowned. “Yes, you must rest, but Loremaster Celarus will want to speak to you when you are better. I think he is cross with you. Until then, I will sit here, Master.”

And with that, B closed his eyes.

Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 30 2004, 08:10 PM

Summary- Jekk is sleeping in the Tower of Dawn and Dane is outside, sitting around a campfire with Ashlanders
---------------------------------------------------------------

"So you want me to eat this?" Dane said eyeing the dead Shalk

An elder Ashelander nodded his head.

"Ok.." He unsheath his sliver dagger out if its scabbard and began picking out the innards of the shalk...

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 30 2004, 08:16 PM

*Erenius looks over his list, noting its completeness, but still wanting to fill it out, maybe with names, maybe affiliations, etc; if only to keep his mind occupied as there was not much else he could do*

*Erenius walks about, tallying off first the House Dunmer and their appropriate Houses, then the Ashlanders and their tribes, and finally those belonging to the Imperial guilds, temple, or unaffiliated folk following*

"Quite a spread," Erenius murmers, noting that while Hlaalu and Redoran held the most number of those here, the other houses also had a healthy showing, as did the Temple, and most of the Imperial Guilds.

Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 30 2004, 10:00 PM

Dane couldn't help but notice Erenius walking up and down the camp site. Seems like fun

"Want any help Erenius? Besides I need to stretch out a little." Dane smirked

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 10:39 PM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 30 2004, 02:06 PM)

*Erenius looks over his list, noting its completeness, but still wanting to fill it out, maybe with names, maybe affiliations, etc; if only to keep his mind occupied as there was not much else he could do*

*Erenius walks about, tallying off first the House Dunmer and their appropriate Houses, then the Ashlanders and their tribes, and finally those belonging to the Imperial guilds, temple, or unaffiliated folk following*

"Quite a spread," Erenius murmers, noting that while Hlaalu and Redoran held the most number of those here, the other houses also had a healthy showing, as did the Temple, and most of the Imperial Guilds.

*





“My Lord,” said Dres Gaor, joining him. His head was bandaged, evidently from the scuffle. “I have been looking for you. I know that the Goddess did not expressly give permission to make these Towers into a temple to her glory, and I would not like you to think that I encouraged their construction. It was an outpouring of love from her worshippers, and I hope she will be pleased.”

He pointed towards the Towers which were still being worked on. Above the parapets were permanently cast spells of light which illuminated the sky with an ever-changing blend of pinks, blues, and purples, sunset and sunrise captured.

“That, I have to admit, was my idea,” the Dunmer said modestly. “The colors of Dusk and Dawn. People will be able to see it for miles, and know where the house of the Goddess is.”


Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 11:12 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 07:06 AM)

Leave?  So you can use your mental powers to force them to calm down? So they will all go back to slaving for you like ants?  Arynel was right about you.

"Choose your masters,"  Allerleirauh said, not loudly, but in a voice that carried to the horizon. "You were not born to be lapdogs of the Daedra, or lapdogs of the Nords. Remember Vivec and Sotha Sil and Almalexia."

There was nothing else she could do. And precious little chance of any of it making any difference. She moved her hands, and recalled into the Tower of Dusk.

*





Later ...

As it turned out, Loranna didn't get much chance to do anything; guards loyal to Azura surounded her and kept her apart from the battle, and Allie's assesment of what Loranna would do forgot to account for SnowHawk. Remembering how much death came simply from her whispering into the ears of children to be playful and mention her name, Loranna held back from trying to pacify the crowd directly and the din of the riot was more than her voice could overcome. So she stood apart, armored men and mer hemming her in to keep her safe from any blade or bolt or spell, and watched as everyone tore into each other.

And while the riot seethed for its short life, Loranna heard Azura's voice, meant for her ears alone:

From this point forward, Incarnate, thou must embrace the destiny before thee, lest it leave you broken and failed as the ghosts in the Cavern of the Incarnate. Walk the true path as revealed to thee and thou shalt have the strength and wisdom to act rightly.

Azura's voice was serene, pure, godlike, but Loranna felt the anger and disappointment that the words themselves did not explicitly say. Azura had been content up till now to simply act when at a shrine to demonstrate her power; after the events of the last few days, however ...

Loranna wiped tears from her eyes, feeling sickened at how quickly the Dunmer had been willing to attack each other, at how Allerleirauh had been willing to incite them to kill one another rather than let them worship Azura, at the impetuousness of trying to rebuild Ghostgate into a Temple when she hadn't even said she was wanting that, at ... at ...

... everything?

Am I even a monster? she wondered. Surely a monster would understand things better than I am right now; I feel so ... alien ...

Wasn't life precious? Was it worth killing people for an overabundance of enthusiasm and a lack of foresight? Hadn't she herself been condemned and vilified for causing death and destruction?

What was the difference between the death she caused and the death brought about tonight? That she had caused death in Azura's service while tonight was caused to oppose Azura's plans? ... To fulfill Vivec's dreams for his people, at any cost? Even if his people didn't all seem to want to follow his dreams?

Suddenly, humility was starting to feel more like humiliation - either that, or people were really, really ... broken. Broken but broken in such a way that the whole system somehow lumbered on, and to try fixing things would only cause it all to come crashing down ...

Loranna sighed. She wasn't fulfilling her destiny as Incarnate by dwelling on these thoughts. She had agreed to see this through, she was carrying Sen-Yedda, and Azura was closer to finally returning to Oblivion and resuming her throne in Moonshadow ...

... and like she had told Aricyn, if it wasn't done through Loranna's flesh, it would be done through another's. Better one Incarnate get destroyed fulfilling this destiny than two, or three, of ten.


Posted by: FireMaster Dec 30 2004, 11:19 PM

*Erenius looks over the two towers, noting their changes*

"Very nice work," Erenius replies. "I'm sure she will be pleased. If you wish, I can go and speak to her right now about it, and even if this is just temporary, I am quite impressed."

*Erenius pauses for a moment*

"Mind you, however," Erenius says, cautioning Lord Dres Gaor. "That just because it is the will of her people, and of the liking of others, that Azura herself would be pleased with this."

*With that thought, Erenius turns, to go to Loranna*

"If I may have yet another word with you?" Erenius asks, merely nodding to the rennovated towers.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 11:21 PM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 30 2004, 05:09 PM)

*Erenius looks over the two towers, noting their changes*

"Very nice work," Erenius replies.  "I'm sure she will be pleased.  If you wish, I can go and speak to her right now about it, and even if this is just temporary, I am quite impressed."

*Erenius pauses for a moment*

"Mind you, however," Erenius says, cautioning Lord Dres Gaor.  "That just because it is the will of her people, and of the liking of others, that Azura herself would be pleased with this."

*With that thought, Erenius turns, to go to Loranna*

"If I may have yet another word with you?" Erenius asks, merely nodding to the rennovated towers.

*





Loranna turns to look at Erenius; in the light her face looks older than usual, or perhaps it's just the cast of her features.

" ... Hello dear; I'm glad to see you came through this in one piece," she says, forcing a smile. Then, she looks up at the Towers ...

" ... How ... interesting ..." she says, staring for a moment before blinking and saying " ... Sorry; what did you wish to say?"


Posted by: FireMaster Dec 30 2004, 11:26 PM

"Merely coming forth, directing your attention to that," Erenius says. "And I have finished a tally of those present...if you wish to see it."

*Erenius produces a rather large book filled with various statistics about those here*

"Namely has how many, affiliations, age, etc, so that we all may better serve them as needed," Erenius continues as he hands her the bound pages.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 11:33 PM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 30 2004, 05:16 PM)

"Merely coming forth, directing your attention to that," Erenius says.  "And I have finished a tally of those present...if you wish to see it."

*Erenius produces a rather large book filled with various statistics about those here*

"Namely has how many, affiliations, age, etc, so that we all may better serve them as needed," Erenius continues as he hands her the bound pages.

*





Loranna takes the bound pages and reads through them ...

... This is ... she thinks, blinking, ... this isn't a parade anymore, it's a full-fledged community. We are going to have to build something somewhere to house all these people ... like a town ...

"I see ... thank you for tallying these for me," Loranna says, her tone distracted. " ... This is a lot to ponder on."

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 30 2004, 11:35 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 05:11 PM)

" ... How ... interesting ..." she says, staring for a moment before blinking and saying " ... Sorry; what did you wish to say?"

*





“My Goddess,” says Lord Dres Gaor, falling to his knees at her presence. “I hope it pleases you. If it does not, we can tear it down – though the workers have put much heart into its construction. It began as but shelter for your loyal worshippers, and I cannot say who began its transformation into a holy shrine to your own pilgrimage, but it has happened, and I hope you find it beautiful as we do.”


Posted by: FireMaster Dec 30 2004, 11:44 PM

*Erenius nods, acknowledging Loranna's remarks*

"If you wish for me to collect any more information about these people, let me know," Erenius says as he makes his way out.

*As Erenius passes Lord Gaor, he pats him on the back, wishing him luck at his petition*

Posted by: Loranna Dec 30 2004, 11:54 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 05:25 PM)

“My Goddess,” says Lord Dres Gaor, falling to his knees at her presence. “I hope it pleases you.  If it does not, we can tear it down – though the workers have put much heart into its construction.  It began as but shelter for your loyal worshippers, and I cannot say who began its transformation into a holy shrine to your own pilgrimage, but it has happened, and I hope you find it beautiful as we do.”

*





When Dagoth got like this, Loranna usually smiled; it was cute when he acted all devoted and worshipful. Seeing Lord Dres Gaor act in a similar fashion inspires ... different responses in Loranna.

Still, she made herself smile; Azura was pleased at the show of devotion, the people here did need someplace to stay, and the people had chosen to do this on their own - after all their work and the riot, to simply dismiss their efforts seemed needlessly cruel.

... She finds herself wondering how Allie or Arynel would pontificate on how this decision just proved her to be a bigger monster than ever.

"It is lovely; the Dusk and Dawn is pleased," Loranna says, nodding. "Let it stand for now and shelter the faithful; we shall see what the future has in store for this place - the permanent transformation to Azura's new Temple or the harbinger of an even greater ediface elsewhere."


Posted by: Nalion Dec 30 2004, 11:58 PM

Nalion could only shake his head. House members against commoners, comrades-in-arms against those they should protect, but fanatists all. He sits alone on a stone halfway up the western slope of the Foyada Mamaea, arms laying weak upon his knees, shoulders sagged, disheartened. The call to awaken had been sound, heard, misunderstood and been used as a reason for bloodshed.

Mountain that is fiery red,
Dominates horizon far,
The Dunmer on its slopes have bled,
Forsaking what they truly are.


The Breton pulls another piece of parchment out of his pocket and writes some lines. He rolls both, the parchment and the report he had been writing earlier, together and seals it with a small piece of dreugh wax he always carried with him.

His mark spell is quickly cast, followed by an Almsivi Intervention spell that brings the Breton mage to the Temple compound of Ald'rhun. He can feel the suspicious stares that were shot at him from the Redoran guards patrolling the streets. The Breton quickly moves over the plaza and enteres the local Mages guild. Approaching the guild guide and handing her some coins, he is quickly teleported to Wolverine Hall.

Sadrith Mora:

The Breton mage leaves the Imperial Fort with quick strides, passes the cornerclub and enteres Sadrith Mora. A short while after, guards open the gates of Tel Naga Tower, letting him in. The majordomo of the Tower looks startled and astonished as Nalion approaches and gives him the letter he had written earlier.

"Deliver this to Reynel Uvirith in Tel Uvirith with all possible speed! This is urgent! It is for his eyes only." Nalion says harshly. The majordomo flinches and nods.

"Yes, Serjo, I will send this letter immediately." came the response.

"Good, if the letter is not delivered, I will hold you responsible." Nalions answers uncommonly aggressive and points at the intimidated majordomo, then turns and leaves.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 12:02 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 05:44 PM)

"It is lovely; the Dusk and Dawn is pleased," Loranna says, nodding.  "Let it stand for now and shelter the faithful; we shall see what the future has in store for this place - the permanent transformation to Azura's new Temple or the harbinger of an even greater ediface elsewhere."

*





“Thank you for your blessing, Mother Goddess,” said Lord Dres Gaor, still on his knees, eyes on the ground. “We hope only to serve you and proclaim your name to all. I know your journey has not ended, and that you will lead us on, but I pray here and elsewhere we can keep permanent remembrances and shrines to this great time. If you inspect the interior, you will see artisans are already creating tapestries and icons to represent the return of Azura. The blessing at Gnisis, the monster of the cave, the holy dinner at Balmora … All will be remembered, this I swear.”

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 31 2004, 12:05 AM

*Erenius stops a good distance away, still watching, but not to speak with Loranna, but Lord Gaor when he is available*

Posted by: Loranna Dec 31 2004, 12:06 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 05:52 PM)

“Thank you for your blessing, Mother Goddess,” said Lord Dres Gaor, still on his knees, eyes on the ground. “We hope only to serve you and proclaim your name to all.  I know your journey has not ended, and that you will lead us on, but I pray here and elsewhere we can keep permanent remembrances and shrines to this great time.  If you inspect the interior, you will see artisans are already creating tapestries and icons to represent the return of Azura.  The blessing at Gnisis, the monster of the cave, the holy dinner at Balmora … All will be remembered, this I swear.”

*





Loranna represses a smirk and a giggle at the thought of a dinner in which the party meats got up and started pelting people being called 'holy'; who was she to question to will of the gods?

"I see," Loranna says, smiling a little. "Perhaps you could escort me within to see the work being done?"


Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 12:15 AM

There was a haze.

Then light.

Then understanding.

Arynel's eyes opened, and he lifted himself off of the ground.

"There is much to do." The Breton thought aloud. "First I must go get something. She may be there, waiting in the void. I have sworn my life to this deed already, if my life is drained from me and I whither like so many a tree during a drought, then let it be so. My life has already been offered up, to return to me at what time I complete my task."

He whispered a string of power

He fell below the ash

And rose above the euphoria of misapprehension.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 12:16 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 05:56 PM)

Loranna represses a smirk and a giggle at the thought of a dinner in which the party meats got up and started pelting people being called 'holy'; who was she to question to will of the gods?

"I see," Loranna says, smiling a little.  "Perhaps you could escort me within to see the work being done?"

*





“It would be my great honor,” said Lord Dres Gaor, rising. His face is beaming from the honor.

Dozens of artists are working in the halls, transforming them. They are still obviously works in an early state, but already Loranna can see that they will be beautiful, composed in rich reds, pinks, purples, and blues, befitting dusk and dawn. They are not perhaps accurate representations. Loranna appears as she does now, with ashen face and fair hair. The creature in the cave is even larger. The crowds in Balmora are already numbering in the thousands. And people who were not even present – like the King of Mournhold and Vivec himself – are shown in the tapestries, wailing and defeated.



Posted by: FireMaster Dec 31 2004, 12:19 AM

*Erenius had followed them inside, despite not quite being invited*

"Lord Gaor, Soon as your finished with this, I wish to speak with you" Erenius says, leaving them at the initial ring of the old tower, letting Loranna and Gaor continue with the tour of sorts.

Posted by: Dumbkid Dec 31 2004, 12:21 AM

Samuel's aquatic form rose out of Lake Nadia.

"Arrr!" The Dreugh said, before sinking again beneath the waters surface.

OOC: This computer is evil ohmy.gif

Posted by: Loranna Dec 31 2004, 12:22 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 06:06 PM)

“It would be my great honor,” said Lord Dres Gaor, rising.  His face is beaming from the honor.

Dozens of artists are working in the halls, transforming them.  They are still obviously works in an early state, but already Loranna can see that they will be beautiful, composed in rich reds, pinks, purples, and blues, befitting dusk and dawn.  They are not perhaps accurate representations.  Loranna appears as she does now, with ashen face and fair hair.  The creature in the cave is even larger.  The crowds in Balmora are already numbering in the thousands.  And people who were not even present – like the King of Mournhold and Vivec himself – are shown in the tapestries, wailing and defeated.

*





... They're a little over the top, though quite beautiful ... Loranna thinks.

" ... They are very flattering," she says aloud, nodding.



Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 12:23 AM


Arynel stepped out of the void, and into the Void Ranger Guildhouse in Daggerfall.

"Now where did I leave it?" The Breton inquired of himself, looking arouond the room.

"There it is!" He said, his gaze halting at the sword he had left there earlier.


Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 12:24 AM

freak!

The pie again wink.gif

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 12:24 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 30 2004, 06:09 PM)

*Erenius had followed them inside, despite not quite being invited*

"Lord Gaor, Soon as your finished with this, I wish to speak with you" Erenius says, leaving from the vestibule, letting Loranna and Gaor continue with the tour of sorts.

*





The Dres nobleman bowed to Lord Erenius, and continued the tour.

The holy feast in Balmora was, of course, phantasmagorical. Not only were the meats dancing about, in completely disregard for gravity, but living animals were poking their heads in through the windows, fish, fowl, and beast alike, as if delighting in it as well.

The dusk tapestry was much darker in nature. It showed the trial of Vivec, and his attack on Azura. But Dres Gaor was quick to point out, “It also shows the sacred conception of your most holy daughter, too, my Goddess.”



Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 31 2004, 12:27 AM

The 20 yards, perhaps a slight measure more, that seperated Azrael from his newly spotted destination seemed, to weary eyes, a great deal more. His lips were chapped, throat parched, having run low on water shortly after the strider his gold has comandeered dropped him into the foyada. In the distance, from which direction he could not tell, came a series of low rumbles, indistinguishable in his clouded mind, barely audible anymore. To this Dunmer, nothing mattered more than reaching the Ghostgate, at that point. How he had suddenly turned from a healthy energetic mode to his now drab, shabby look, and sob, emotionless facial expression, was beyond his fatigued comprehension.

A fair few minutes passed, and the idle feet of Azrael had made their way to the road before the towers of Dawn and Dusk. Refusing to think before moving, he chose to head to the western tower, whose name he could not identify, for his thirst overtook his sense of direction.

"Why have I become so thirsty?" he thought to himself, the light dimming in the sky, as he entered the tower, "This is not natural--I have been in countless worse situations, and have yet to feel effects such as these from so short a journey."

Azrael would have continued his train of thought, but the cool air of the tower hit his face in full force upon entering. The temperature seemed nearly perfect, and though it did little to rejuvenate him, it did allow for him to move at a slightly quickened pace to find the nearest source of water.

Still a tad disoriented, he began to wander about the halls. . .

Ang

Posted by: Loranna Dec 31 2004, 12:29 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 06:14 PM)

The Dres nobleman bowed to Lord Erenius, and continued the tour.

The holy feast in Balmora was, of course, phantasmagorical.  Not only were the meats dancing about, in completely disregard for gravity, but living animals were poking their heads in through the windows, fish, fowl, and beast alike, as if delighting in it as well. 

The dusk tapestry was much darker in nature.  It showed the trial of Vivec, and his attack on Azura.  But Dres Gaor was quick to point out, “It also shows the sacred conception of your most holy daughter, too, my Goddess.”

*





Loranna wonders where artists get their ideas sometimes as she looks upon the depiction of the feast; if she had been free to, she'd have blushed.

As she looks upon the dusk tapestry, however, her eyes are drawn toward the depiction of the conception, and absently she wraps an arm around her swollen belly. Unbidden, flashes of her dream back in Gnisis dart through her mind, and she hears the memory of the Void Ghost's voice naming the child ...


Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 12:32 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 06:19 PM)

Loranna wonders where artists get their ideas sometimes as she looks upon the depiction of the feast; if she had been free to, she'd have blushed.

As she looks upon the dusk tapestry, however, her eyes are drawn toward the depiction of the conception, and absently she wraps an arm around her swollen belly.  Unbidden, flashes of her dream back in Gnisis dart through her mind, and she hears the memory of the Void Ghost's voice naming the child ...

*





“There are many other works the artists are eager to begin, my Goddess,” says Lord Dres Gaor, taking note of Loranna’s reaction, not certain whether it is critical or not. “The dance with the Dam Dog, the triumphant destruction of the unbelievers in High Rock and Skyrim … We have heard many stories of your miracles before you returned to your holy land, and we would show them all …”


Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 12:38 AM

Arynel picked up the sword, and whispered a string of power.

The Breton slid behind the walls

And beheld the universal contruct...

In the void his cloak became an array of paths of colored light. Without hesitation he turned and began to move. He traveled on towards nowhere and everywhere.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 12:40 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 06:28 PM)

Arynel picked up the sword, and whispered a string of power.

The Breton slid behind the walls

And beheld the universal contruct...

In the void his cloak became an array of paths of colored light.  Without hesitation he turned and began to move.  He traveled on towards nowhere and everywhere.

*





The Void

Arynel feels a chill. Fingers reaching out for him.


Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 12:41 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 04:30 PM)

The Void

Arynel feels a chill.  Fingers reaching out for him.

*





Feeling something in the void, Arynel suddenly stopped moving.

The Breton reached into his cloak, and turned around.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 31 2004, 12:41 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 06:22 PM)

“There are many other works the artists are eager to begin, my Goddess,” says Lord Dres Gaor, taking note of Loranna’s reaction, not certain whether it is critical or not. “The dance with the Dam Dog, the triumphant destruction of the unbelievers in High Rock and Skyrim … We have heard many stories of your miracles before you returned to your holy land, and we would show them all …”

*





" ..." Loranna blinks, bringing herself back to reality.

" ... Forgive me; maternal musings," she explains, having noted Lord Dres's notice. " ... I am quite pleased with what our artisans have done here, and think these depictions stand well on their own here."

She smiles. "As tempting as it is to have the whole story be in one place, it might be more fitting to have it spread out, like a pilgrimage itself. We can discuss that later."


Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 12:42 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 06:31 PM)

Feeling something in the void, Arynel suddenly stopped moving.

The Breton reached into his cloak, and turned around.

*





The little girl with the flowing black hair, red eyes, and redder lips, looked at him.

"Don't be afraid," she whispered.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 12:43 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 04:32 PM)

The little girl with the flowing black hair, red eyes, and redder lips, looked at him.

"Don't be afraid," she whispered.

*





Arynel's eyes went wide, but quickly returned to their normal state.

"I cannot deal with you right now." The Breton said. "There are things I must do, important things to see to."

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 12:44 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 06:31 PM)

" ..."  Loranna blinks, bringing herself back to reality.

" ... Forgive me; maternal musings," she explains, having noted Lord Dres's notice.  " ... I am quite pleased with what our artisans have done here, and think these depictions stand well on their own here."

She smiles.  "As tempting as it is to have the whole story be in one place, it might be more fitting to have it spread out, like a pilgrimage itself.  We can discuss that later."

*





“I know that you have many more important things to do, but the artists appreciate your interest in their work,” said Lord Dres Gaor. And, indeed, the artists had all bowed humbly as Loranna inspected each tapestry and icon. “Any direction you give to them will be followed implicitly.”

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 12:46 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 06:33 PM)

Arynel's eyes went wide, but quickly returned to their normal state.

"I cannot deal with you right now."  The Breton said.  "There are things I must do, important things to see to."

*






In a blink of an eye, Bosriel was face to face with Arynel, her breath cold against his face.

“Soon, when I am free, you will make time,” she said, her eyes hungry.

And in an instant, she was gone, swallowed by darkness.


Posted by: Loranna Dec 31 2004, 12:47 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 06:34 PM)

“I know that you have many more important things to do, but the artists appreciate your interest in their work,” said Lord Dres Gaor.  And, indeed, the artists had all bowed humbly as Loranna inspected each tapestry and icon. “Any direction you give to them will be followed implicitly.”

*





Loranna smiles. " ... For now, rest yourselves and enjoy the fruits of your labors as I have enjoyed them," Loranna says. "The art you have created deserves to be appreciated by its creators as well as by its inspiration."


Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 12:49 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 04:36 PM)

In a blink of an eye, Bosriel was face to face with Arynel, her breath cold against his face.

“Soon, when I am free, you will make time,” she said, her eyes hungry.

And in an instant, she was gone, swallowed by darkness.

*





Arynel lets out a sigh of relief.

"I thank you for that." The Breton calls out into the void.

He turns and continues onward

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 12:49 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 30 2004, 06:37 PM)

Loranna smiles.  " ... For now, rest yourselves and enjoy the fruits of your labors as I have enjoyed them," Loranna says.  "The art you have created deserves to be appreciated by its creators as well as by its inspiration."

*





Lord Dres Gaor and the artists drop to their knees at the compliment, and shout in perfect unison, "Hail Azura!"


Posted by: Loranna Dec 31 2004, 12:55 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 30 2004, 06:39 PM)

Lord Dres Gaor and the artists drop to their knees at the compliment, and shout in perfect unison, "Hail Azura!"

*





Loranna nods to the artists and Gaor.

" ... I think I shall return to my litter now," she says to Lord Dres. "Please attend to whatever business Erenius has with you, Lord Dres."


Posted by: FireMaster Dec 31 2004, 12:57 AM

*Erenius stands outside the temple, waiting as needed for Dres Gaor's return*

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 12:57 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 30 2004, 06:47 PM)

*Erenius stands outside the temple, waiting as needed for Dres Gaor's return*

*





“A thousand pardons I could not meet with you before,” says Lord Dres Gaor. “I could not very well leave the Goddess without her permission. What was it that you wanted to talk about? Do you still want me to have my crops sent in from the mainland? I know several other land owners who would do the same.”


Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 12:59 AM

Arynel found himself in a place he had always dreamed of, but could never imagine. Then place just beyond reach, but not quite out of mind. That place where the sea and sky meet, and just beyond, here he was. Solunastra

"I should be safe here." The Breton said. "There is much to do."

He reached into his cloak and drew out a strand of light, pure magicka from Aetherius.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 31 2004, 01:01 AM

Loranna, meanwhile, returns to her litter to rest for a spell.


Posted by: Issa_Yojimbo Dec 31 2004, 01:02 AM

Issa Yojimbo has been mindlessly wandering around Vivec for the past several hours, thinking of Azura's words, his sword's actions, and the Nordic voices in the air.

He had also been seeing things. He thought he was straining under madness. People appearing out of nowhere, then walking through walls. Entire landscapes disappearing, being replaced by something stranger, then reappearing.

"Maybe I should get back to Ghostgate."

He begins to spin and twirl his sword, humming and focusing on the glyphs. He disappears behind a curtain of Reality.

Normally, he would end up in a location near to his destination, but quite a few times he would end up in a random location.

This time, he felt himself falling through an icy blackness. Then, he saw a face that would haunt his dreams for a long time. He blinked once, and saw Bosriel. He blinked again, and found himself in Gnisis.

"What's going on here!?!"

"This is close enough. I can just take a stilt strider from here to Ald Ruhn."



Posted by: FireMaster Dec 31 2004, 01:06 AM

*Erenius turns to the Dres lord*

"It's certainly ok, my friend," Erenius says. "Make the shipments ready to meet us in Vivec, I shall send a messenger to the mainland to meet with you as soon about two weeks before I wish the shipment, allowing ample time to prepare and send the supplies out."

"But in reality," Erenius says. "I truley wish you luck with whatever you plan, as long as it is beneficial, and not detrimental to the goddess. And I shall see that the drakes you donated previously will be used to pay for the salaries of the workers, additional materials as needed. The remainder of the money shall be used to provide for the priests and their services."

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 01:06 AM

The Void


QUOTE(Issa_Yojimbo @ Dec 30 2004, 06:52 PM)

This time, he felt himself falling through an icy blackness.  Then, he saw a face that would haunt his dreams for a long time.  He blinked once, and saw Bosriel.  He blinked again, and found himself in Gnisis.

*





Bosriel returned to Leseth.

"The Void is becoming an overgrown garden," she said. "It needs to be trimmed back ... Now, where is the Queen?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 01:09 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 30 2004, 06:56 PM)

*Erenius turns to the Dres lord*

"It's certainly ok, my friend," Erenius says.  "Make the shipments ready to meet us in Vivec, I shall send a messenger to the mainland to meet with you as soon about two weeks before I wish the shipment, allowing ample time to prepare and send the supplies out."

"But in reality," Erenius says.  "I truley wish you luck with whatever you plan, as long as it is beneficial, and not detrimental to the goddess.  And I shall see that the drakes you donated previously will be used to pay for the salaries of the workers, additional materials as needed.  The remainder of the money shall be used to provide for the priests and their services."

*





"Many thanks, milord," said Lord Dres Gaor. "I will not rest until Azura's glory dwarfs all other powers in the land. I think it would be wise to have some of the shipments sent here as well, to support the pilgrims until they can farm and raise animals to feed themselves and those who come after."

He paused, "Perhaps it is too soon to ask this, but since the Goddess is pleased with this temple, mayhap she will agree to have more built? We might even get one started in Vivec before we arrive there!"


Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 01:12 AM

Arynel began to sweat. The Breton unraveled the thread, using the shard of glass to measure off different lengths.

Arynel's skin began to turn pale, loosing color. The Breton continued measuring off lengths of magicka, allowing them to float before him.

He began to pant...

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 31 2004, 01:15 AM

*Erenius is suprised for a moment*

"I'd gladly approve of such an action," Erenius replies. "But it is not my descision to make. And yes, do send a shipment of food and other supplies here as soon as would be possible after we leave."

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 01:23 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 30 2004, 07:05 PM)

*Erenius is suprised for a moment*

"I'd gladly approve of such an action," Erenius replies.  "But it is not my descision to make.  And yes, do send a shipment of food and other supplies here as soon as would be possible after we leave."

*





"I understand. I will send word at once, milord," said Lord Dres Gaor with a bow.


Posted by: FireMaster Dec 31 2004, 01:25 AM

"Your welcome," Erenius replies. "And seeing as how we all report only to the incarnate, there is no need for such formalities unless you truley wish it."

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 31 2004, 01:30 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 30 2004, 07:15 PM)

"Your welcome," Erenius replies.  "And seeing as how we all report only to the incarnate, there is no need for such formalities unless you truley wish it."

*





Lord Gaor smiled. “Force of habit. It is unclear to most of us if there is a hierarchy or not. I would not presume to give advice to the Goddess, but as our group grows, that might prove to be a problem. We have been given no rules or rituals or laws or holy scripture, and in the absence of them, the worshippers will make up their own. Which may be exactly what the Goddess wishes. I could not say.”

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 31 2004, 01:39 AM

"As you wish then..." Erenius replies.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 01:54 AM

Arynel began to tremble. The Breton arranged a magicka thread in a circle, unending and eternal. He arranged eight more threads within the circle, each beginning at a point on the edge, and running towards the center.

Tears began to trace the contours of his cheek as he excreted shaky words:

TIME

BIRTH AND DEATH

BEAUTY

LOGIC AND WISDOM

AIR

MOTHER AND LOVE

MERCY

WORK AND COMMERCE


Arynel’s tears turned red, as blood began to run from his ducts.


Posted by: Nalion Dec 31 2004, 02:43 AM

In a flash of light, Nalion reappeared near Ghostgate. He felt that a part of his burden had fallen off him, now that he had sent the message. Frowning at the people who are busy with renovating and building at Ghostgate, he sets off to find a glass of water and something to eat.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 31 2004, 04:20 AM

Daggerfall, Solunastra:

Within the mundane guildhouse in Daggerfall, Allerleirauh was talking to Dragon and Skein. Mirea sat fidgeting at the end of the table.

"You shouldn't have lost your temper," Skein said. "You are too powerful, you draw powerful people to you, and powerful people oppose you. Loranna has destiny on her side. Which means, idiotic and undirected as she may be, all powers near her will tend to strengthen her course."

"What is the solution then?" Allerleirauh said. "I cannot simply walk away. Besides, I have sworn."

"You swore to preserve the Dunmer people," Dragon said. "Perhaps these are not the Dunmer people. Or, I mean, they won't be when Loranna's through with them."

"Yes," Skein said. "You were right about one thing, they are going backwards. To be the Changed Ones is to be rebels - from imprisonment to greater freedom. From the frying pan to the fire, some might say. But it's a course which moves in a direction. The Altmer followed the Aedra; the Chimer followed the Daedra; then they followed gods chosen from among themselves. The next step is freedom, as Vehk tried to show them. If they worship Azura in an increase of order, not liberty, they are no longer what they have been. Perhaps their skin will change again; perhaps they will take a new name."

"I wish I were Dunmer," Allerleirauh said. "I would speak to them with wise words, I would comfort their hearts. But a Nord speaking to them can only hope to rouse anger."

"You would fail, in any case," Skein said.

Allerleirauh changed the subject. "Dragon. Any luck in the task I gave you?"

"You might call her a Void Vampire," Dragon said. "I felt her touch. I know her as well as anyone can. I think I understand what she is, though not how she became that way. It's anyone's guess how she became that way. I am doing research, studying paths through the Void, but it takes time. And it's dangerous right now. I wish I could talk to Leseth."

"When I meet Leseth next I will whip him like a dog," Allerleirauh said. "Then, if he can explain himself well, I may let him live. Mirea. I have a task for you, if you are not afraid."

"I'm not afraid of anything except thunderstorms," Mirea said. "And that's only because I hate getting wet."

"The Void is as dangerous as it ever was. But I need my spies. That was not a natural crowd, someone paid those people to be there. I need to know who."

Mirea grinned hugely. "So the leash is off?"

"The leash is off. Be careful."

"Oh, I will be. The little girl with the spooky eyes better watch out for me."

"It remains to be seen," Allerleirauh said, "Whether Loranna will want me near her, after this. Although she needs me as a bodyguard. Some very powerful enemies want her dead. I hope no grave harm comes of my returning to her; that foolish lich thinks he can oppose me, as if I have not spit on the dust of a hundred liches. I would hate to destroy him; he is unique."

She rose, and the others also rose. Allerleirauh embraced Mirea, who shrugged out of her grasp like a child being hugged in front of strangers.



Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 04:38 AM

Arynel pulled in his breaths in jerks, eyeing the wheel of magicka suspended in the air before him. The Breton's skin was drained of color and his clothes were wet with sweat. From his eyes came blood red tears, each finding their way down his cheeks.

The Breton reached out a trembling hand towards a thread...

There was a jolt and he was knocked to the ground, the magicka-wheel wavered, but righted itself.

Arynel took in a deep breath, tiny drops of blood began to seep out of the pores in his skin. He picked up the sword, clutching it in his hands.

The Breton clenched his teeth, and lifted the sword into the air, blade down.

He slammed the sword into the center of the magicka-wheel, and there was a convulsion and a shattering. A reaction to an action and each multiplying the other in all aspects. A hideous consumation of a chaotic matrimony.

There was a riviting episode matched by a shattering climax. The magicka-wheel contorted and folded in over the blade, surrounding it by glowing threads of Aetherius, and seeping into it's form.

The world slammed back to rightness, and Arynel collapsed.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 31 2004, 04:48 AM

"Did you..." Allerleirauh said, "Hear anything?"

Dragon looked at her blankly. But Skein had gone rigid, staring at some tiny creature that crawled along one of the cracks of the table, almost too tiny to be seen.

Allerleirauh rose and entered the true Solunastra. It had grown, since she had last seen it. The tree arched over her head. There were flowers in the grass. And the foundations of something that looked like a palace had been laid.

Arynel lay beneath the tree, very still and pale. She bent over him, already reaching in her pocket for a vial of healing potion.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 04:56 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 08:38 PM)

"Did you..."  Allerleirauh said, "Hear anything?"

Dragon looked at her blankly. But Skein had gone rigid, staring at some tiny creature that crawled along one of the cracks of the table, almost too tiny to be seen.

Allerleirauh rose and entered the true Solunastra. It had grown, since she had last seen it. The tree arched over her head. There were flowers in the grass. And the foundations of something that looked like a palace had been laid.

Arynel lay beneath the tree, very still and pale. She bent over him, already reaching in her pocket for a vial of healing potion.

*





Arynel lay on the ground motionless, the air around him began to crackle with images.

A mobile of swirling spheres

A woman dusting off an apple, and handing it to her young son

A man reaching his hand into the sea, and drawing out a scared old woman


A mobile of swirling spheres

A young boy screaming as a worm eats its way out from inside his stomach

A wrinkled old vampire draining a man of his strength and life


The Breton lay unmoving beneath the tree.





Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 31 2004, 05:08 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 09:46 PM)

Arynel lay on the ground motionless, the air around him began to crackle with images.

A mobile of swirling spheres

A woman dusting off an apple, and handing it to her young son

A man reaching his hand into the sea, and drawing out a scared old woman


A mobile of swirling spheres

A young boy screaming as a worm eats its way out from inside his stomach

A wrinkled old vampire draining a man of his strength and life


The Breton lay unmoving beneath the tree.

*




"Arynel, what are you doing?" Allerleirauh called. She was afraid. Yet it was almost impossible to be afraid, here. She didn't want to stop him, if he was in control of the situation. Yet it was so difficult to know when he was in control. She suspected that he rarely knew himself.

She knew the names of the flowers in the garden. This flower was for strength, this one for courage, this one would make you greatly beloved.

Have faith, little heart of my heart. We cannot see the ends of our actions. But we can be true to our own hearts.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 05:10 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 08:58 PM)

"Arynel, what are you doing?"  Allerleirauh called. She was afraid. Yet it was almost impossible to be afraid, here. She didn't want to stop him, if he was in control of the situation. Yet it was so difficult to know when he was in control. She suspected that he rarely knew himself.

She knew the names of the flowers in the garden. This flower was for strength, this one for courage, this one would make you greatly beloved.

Have faith, little heart of my heart. We cannot see the ends of our actions. But we can be true to our own hearts.

*





The images began to fade, and Arynel's eyelids slid open.

"All..." The Breton began. "Allerleirauh? What are you doing here?"

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 31 2004, 05:11 AM

(THE VOID:)

Something small, flat, and bright caught the attention of Leseth's red eye.

It was an envelope. In the world, it was carefully and intentionally wedged between two stairsteps. In the Void, it hung motionless.

He pulled it free and opened it. The letter inside was written carefully, and was to him. He read it carefully, and then showed it to Bosriel.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 31 2004, 05:12 AM

*Erenius walked back to his little shelter, but a tent, a fire, amongst other trinkets found about a small camp*

"Thank you," Erenius says, as a Dunmer hands him a plate of hot scrib jerkey, some hound meat, and a few forkfuls of kwama egg.

*Plate in hand, Erenius returns to his camp and eats his meal, returning the plate when he was finished, thanking those that gave it to him*

"Seems like anyone doing anything here is of quite a bit of status," Erenius says as he sits on his bench, trying to stay warm due to the general cold of the night, despite being relatively close to the exposed lava at Dagoth Ur's summit. "And its rather cold"

*With that, Erenius takes a cloak from his supplies and wraps it around him, suprised his belongings kept him comfortably warm while tracking across Skyrim while being insufficient at the base of a semi-active volcano*

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 31 2004, 05:15 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 10:00 PM)

The images began to fade, and Arynel's eyelids slid open.

"All..."  The Breton began.  "Allerleirauh?  What are you doing here?"

*




"Wondering what you just did," she said. "I was at the Guildhouse, and I heard... something. I'm not sure what. Are you all right?"



Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 05:20 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 09:05 PM)

"Wondering what you just did," she said. "I was at the Guildhouse, and I heard... something. I'm not sure what. Are you all right?"

*





"I am..." Arynel began, his voice faded.

The Breton stood up.

"There is too much wrong here, I cannot allow this to continue without playing a hand of my own, I have sworn to see this through to the end, to set the world right."

He held up the sword.

"I have this, it is what it is, and will do what it will do. I do not know who shall weild it, whether it be another or myself, but it is here."

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 31 2004, 05:22 AM

As the procession goes about it's normal activities, Dagoth floats somewhere on the edge of the crowd, hidden by magic.

'Ah the ignorance and faith of the Dunmer. It is...... sickening to say the least, but it is this weakness that shall help Loranna free herself of Azura. And if we can find a loophole in the prophecies, or in the way they are interpreted, then perhaps things might end happily for her. That...... is all that matters to me, her being happy.'

And so Dagoth continues to endure the raging thoughts of the crowd all at one time, finding nothing but an dark emptiness, with a single warming presence within.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 31 2004, 05:28 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 10:10 PM)

"I am..."  Arynel began, his voice faded.

The Breton stood up.

"There is too much wrong here, I cannot allow this to continue without playing a hand of my own, I have sworn to see this through to the end, to set the world right."

He held up the sword.

"I have this, it is what it is, and will do what it will do.  I do not know who shall weild it, whether it be another or myself, but it is here."

*




Allerleirauh considered the sword for a long moment, without saying anything, an ancient sadness in her eyes.

"My father always told me never to carry a weapon I didn't know how to use," she said. "Dragon is the best teacher of the sword I know. Perhaps he can tell you whether it is meant for your hand. In any case, you can learn something from him.

"Arynel... last night I lost my patience with the people surrounding Loranna. And I am sorry that you were a witness to what followed. But not sorry that I spoke, or sorry that some died. Life and death are not the most important things. Who we are is more important."

Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 05:30 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 09:18 PM)

Allerleirauh considered the sword for a long moment, without saying anything, an ancient sadness in her eyes.

"My father always told me never to carry a weapon I didn't know how to use," she said. "Dragon is the best teacher of the sword I know. Perhaps he can tell you whether it is meant for your hand. In any case, you can learn something from him.

"Arynel... last night I lost my patience with the people surrounding Loranna. And I am sorry that you were a witness to what followed. But not sorry that I spoke, or sorry that some died. Life and death are not the most important things. Who we are is more important."

*





The Breton let the blade drop, and it's tip landed on the ground. The hilt he still held in his hands. He opened his mouth, a million words on his tongue, and none on his teeth.

"Continue." Arynel said at last. "Is there anything else?"

Posted by: Aki Dec 31 2004, 05:32 AM

Among the stuff discarded from the ghostgate when it was being made into the new temple by the followers was the Werelioness-skin rug. Dar'Var found it and took it, grinning happily.

"Heh, i got a trophy. Didn't have to skin it either. Stupid Dunmer." he muttered to himsel, then curled up in a cart and went to sleep.

Reichi meanwhile took the lull in activety to practice his skill with shortblades. He stood on the ashen ground, swing and slashing about with the Dagger of Senses and the Daedric shortblade. One in each hand.

The swords must become a extention of your body. They must become like claws, like fangs... he thought to himself. Remebering his old lessons with a Shortblade.

He noticed a odd lump on the ground and stopped. He knelt down and brushed the ash off it. "Oh..thats where that went.." he mumbled, looking at the heart. Aside from the Dunmer Stand-in for Loranna being the only person he knew having their heart ripped out recently, it stank of her scent.

"...wonder if that means the assassin knows...prolly.."


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 31 2004, 05:36 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 10:20 PM)

The Breton let the blade drop, and it's tip landed on the ground.  The hilt he still held in his hands.  He opened his mouth, a million words on his tongue, and none on his teeth.

"Continue."  Arynel said at last.  "Is there anything else?"

*




She shook her head.

"Today you are no longer a child. I grieve for the child who has departed. But I shall be honored to learn what the man may do. Come, let's go inside."

She touched his shoulder lightly, and stepped back inside the mundane Guildhouse, where Dragon and Skein waited with curious faces. Mirea had already left.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 31 2004, 05:37 AM

(RED MOUNTAIN:)

Aricyn walked slowly through the growing Temple of Azura.

Dunmer are like ants, he thought. The things they could build in a short time were just stunning. Usually stunningly ugly, but stunning nonetheless.

Alone he walked by the tapestries, one by one. The workmen were taking a break nearby. He found himself just slightly disappointed that none of them showed a tall, white-haired fellow in them.

He was just going to have a small word with the artists when he noticed one light-colored tapestry near the end. In the top corner it showed Loranna, the only black thing in the picture. She pointed downward towards what was obviously a depiction of Skyrim made by someone who had never been there. Following her finger, an enormous, wolf-headed monster filled the white sky, his mouth open and the wind of his breath rushing downwards to tear apart all of the tiny, carefully stitched cities of Skyrim.

Aricyn chuckled coldly. "See that, old man?" he said, holding his sheathed sword out in front of him. "I bet you're proud, eh?"

Leaving the temple, his face brightened a bit. "I want to see THAT," he said to the old wolf at his side, "hanging in a gallery in the Imperial Palace."

"Grworf," said the wolf.

Aricyn laughed.




Posted by: FireMaster Dec 31 2004, 05:37 AM

*Erenius stood up and decided to look over his carts and supplies. As he looked through the supplies, he came across the cart with Dar'Var*

"Khajiit!" Erenius shouts to the Dar'Var. "What are you doing amongst the supplies?"

Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 05:37 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 09:26 PM)

She shook her head.

"Today you are no longer a child. I grieve for the child who has departed. But I shall be honored to learn what the man may do. Come, let's go inside."

She touched his shoulder lightly, and stepped back inside the mundane Guildhouse, where Dragon and Skein waited with curious faces. Mirea had already left.

*





Arynel appeared next to Allerleirauh, holding the sword in his hands.

The Breton looked to Dragon and Skein, but said nothing.

Posted by: Nalion Dec 31 2004, 05:40 AM

Tel Uvirith, Upper Tower
The servant left with a bow, backing through the door. Reynel Uvirith, Lord of Tel Uvirith looked at the parchment the servant had just brought. The seal on it was unbroken. The wizard eyed the parchment curiously, then grabbed a small dagger from the table and broke the seal.

He took the larger parchment first and read through the writing, it was clearly written out in the field and not in a chamber with a desk and chair. It was a report from Nalion Leoriane on the so called Incarnate Azura and the recent events surrounding her pilgrimage. Of course, word of this had spread even in Telvanni territory but there was no detailed report until now.

The other, smaller letter attracted the wizard more though and he began to read...


QUOTE


To Telvan Reynel Uvirith, Lord of Tel Uvirith
written on Turdas, 30th of Evening Star by Nalion Leoriane, Retainer of Great House Telvanni

Greetings, Serjo,

With this letter you have received my report on the so-called Incarnate of Azura, the Nord Loranna. The recent events enclosed in this report brought me to a point where I have to choose a path to tread that will lead me to an unknown fate. The choice is my own and I do not wish it to cast a shadow on my House. I do hereby regretfully resign my post and affiliation with Great House Telvanni. The duties I was entrusted shall pass unto the care of a more appropriate person than myself.

May the new year bring good tidings,
Nalion Leoriane



A bitter smile appeared on the face of the wizard. He directs a spell of telekinesis to a small gong, ringing it. The servant appeared immediately.

"Spread the word that Nalion Leoriane, former Retainer of Great House Telvanni is to be expelled from our halls. No Telvanni may offer him service and help, and see that his hospitality papers are to be confiscated as soon as he enters Telvanni Territory.
Search for a capable alchemist and enchanter to succeed him in his shop. If there are personal belongings, put them in a chest and store them in the cellars. Now, leave me."

Posted by: Aki Dec 31 2004, 05:41 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 30 2004, 11:27 PM)

*Erenius stood up and decided to look over his carts and supplies.  As he looked through the supplies, he came across the cart with Dar'Var*

"Khajiit!" Erenius shouts to the Dar'Var.  "What are you doing amongst the supplies?"

*





Dar'Var didn't even look up."Sleepin'" came the reply.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 31 2004, 05:44 AM

*Erenius sighs*

"Well, get up, and sleep elsewhere," Erenius says roughly as he opens the side gate and tosses Dar'Var from it. "There should be a spare bedroll nearby, and if that doesnt work, stop by at my little shelter nearby and I'll give you a blanket and spare roll."

Posted by: Aki Dec 31 2004, 05:47 AM

Dar'var mumbled a curse in khajiit and tossed a empty bottle of Skooma at Erenius before running off, leaving a visible dust cloud. The enchanmentts on his armor still worked rather well and he was out of sight within secounds.

Only to sneak back into camp later.



Posted by: FireMaster Dec 31 2004, 05:48 AM

"Least he's gone...for now," Erenius mumbles, cursing Khajiiti and their Skooma-induced laziness as he kicks the bottle away, towards a Dunmer addict who opens the bottle, finding nothing; to the addict's dismay.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 31 2004, 05:52 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 10:27 PM)

Arynel appeared next to Allerleirauh, holding the sword in his hands.

The Breton looked to Dragon and Skein, but said nothing.

*




Daggerfall, Solunastra Guild House, training hall:

Dragon's method of sword training was unorthodox, but exciting. "Half the trouble with learning to use a sword is not being able to practice on real people. So you don't know what to do the first time your sword sticks in a man's arm, you get rattled the first time someone hurts you and you see the color of your own blood. Plus you don't get to use a good sword and your real equipment, because somebody might get hurt. We work around that. Thanks to our good General and her amazing skills in alchemy."

"No need to flatter me, Dragon," Allerleirauh said, smiling.

"What happens," Dragon said, "Is that you drink this potion. You'll heal faster than anyone can possibly hurt you, with a few exceptions. So does she. And then you both go for each other as best you can. We're not using that thing you have there, I have no idea what that does. Set it down. This one is a similar length and heft." He handed Arynel a sword very similar to the one Loranna had given him.

Allerleirauh lifted, not her usual sword, but a silver broadsword.

Dragon showed Arynel how to grip the blade, how to stand.

"I wish we had Tris here," Dragon said. "He could have used the practice. He's fast enough but too squeamish about taking blows."

"He's probably learned a few things, since we last saw him," Allerleirauh said darkly.

"No doubt. General, go easy on the boy. He can't learn if you bat his sword right out of his hand. Now, go."

Posted by: Issa_Yojimbo Dec 31 2004, 05:53 AM

Issa stumbles through the crowd, looking for a familiar face, hanging on the edge of sanity. Its seems he was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Raising his sword in the air, he screams aloud

"SOMEBODY HELP ME!!"

He was half-hoping for a dramatic silence and then for the crowd to turn to him, but hardly anyone even glanced at him.

Then, he spots Reichi performing a shortblade kata, and decides to head over to that direction.

Posted by: Aki Dec 31 2004, 05:56 AM

Reichi looked away from the ash-covered heart and over at Issa. "You okay Issa?" he asked. Stealithy kicking the heart away.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 05:57 AM


Arynel nodded to Dragon, and gulped down one of Allerleirauh's potions.

As best he could, Arynel stood and held the blade as Dragon had shown him.

"When do we start?" He asked Allerleirauh.


Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 31 2004, 06:00 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 10:47 PM)

Arynel nodded to Dragon, and gulped down one of Allerleirauh's potions.

As best he could, Arynel stood and held the blade as Dragon had shown him.

"When do we start?"  He asked Allerleirauh.

*




Her blade flicked out like a serpent striking, slicing his cheek. The wound stung, but the pain was gone almost instantly. "As soon as you work up the nerve to come after me," she said.

"Watch her arm, boy, not her eyes. She's not going to hit you with her eyes. But she telegraphed that move with the muscles in her arm."

"You're so RUDE, Dragon," Allerleirauh said. "After this, I take YOU."

Posted by: Arynel Dec 31 2004, 06:02 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 30 2004, 09:50 PM)

Her blade flicked out like a serpent striking, slicing his cheek. The wound stung, but the pain was gone almost instantly. "As soon as you work up the nerve to come after me,"  she said.

"Watch her arm, boy, not her eyes.  She's not going to hit you with her eyes. But she telegraphed that move with the muscles in her arm."

"You're so RUDE, Dragon,"  Allerleirauh said. "After this, I take YOU."

*





Arynel clenched his teeth and went towards Allerleirauh. The Breton swung his sword towards the silver haired Nord.

Posted by: Issa_Yojimbo Dec 31 2004, 06:05 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Dec 30 2004, 11:46 PM)

Reichi looked away from the ash-covered heart and over at Issa. "You okay Issa?" he asked. Stealithy kicking the heart away.

*





"This might sound weird, but I think I'm suffering from culture-shock. I've lived on Vvardenfel as long as I can remember, and I've seen some pretty weird stuff. But nothing like what's been going on recently. Loranna said I held some kind of prophecy, but there seem to be powers at work here that I've never seen."

Yojimbo begins to twirl and juggle his blade around, and electric energy sparks all around it.

"But I have a feeling that I'm going to need this in the near future. I saw something on my way to Gnisis..."

He catches the sword and the air around him crackles.

"...that freaked me out, man. It seems like the only people who know what's going on have their own affairs. And it sounds weird, but I need to relax my mind."

He shoulders his sword.

"You want to spar?"

Posted by: Aki Dec 31 2004, 06:09 AM

Reichi grinned and wided his stance, while raising his weapons. The Daedric shortsword was normally, while the Dagger of Senses was held upside down. "Sure." Reichi said.

"Just be fore-warned; i've had roughly a hundred years to fine-tone my blade skill."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 31 2004, 06:16 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 30 2004, 10:52 PM)

Arynel clenched his teeth and went towards Allerleirauh.  The Breton swung his sword towards the silver haired Nord.

*




Allerleirauh blocked his blow, sending his sword tip into the ground. "Very nice - you attacked me, not my sword. Many beginners attack with blows that would never hit even if you didn't block them."

"Use the impact when she parries," Dragon said. "Let it carry your blade around for another blow."

On the second flurry, she didn't block, but let his attack land just above her knee. Arynel could see bone, but only for an eyeblink, before it healed.

"I let you have that one so you'll know not to be afraid of hurting me," she said.

They fought for the better part of an hour, with periodic stops while Dragon explained something about technique.

"You may be good someday," Dragon said. "You don't run backward, like a lot of beginners. You have adequate reflexes and a good eye. And those are things that can be increased with alchemy."

"He's a little rash," Allerleirauh said.

"Sometimes the best ones are," Dragon replied. "Now, General, let's show the boy some fighting."

Dragon hefted his own sword, which was a broadsword of Dwemer manufacture, and she dropped her blade and drew her massive claymore.

Any frustration he might have felt during the past hour of taking punishment at Allerleirauh's hands was somewhat abated by watching her take punishment from Dragon. The two Nords laughed; blood fountained high into the air, then was drawn back into flesh by magic. Heads were cleaved then made whole.

"That time I got you, Dragon!" Allerleirauh said, laughing.

"So you did. I'm a tired old man. Shall we go wash off?"



Posted by: tegger Dec 31 2004, 06:19 AM

Closing, as requested. The new thread is here: http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=41440

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