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Posted by: Loranna May 28 2005, 03:32 AM
Hello, and welcome to our Elder Scrolls Role Playing threads,
where we adventure and socialize in the vibrant
Before we begin, we'd like to clarify a few things:
This is an 'open roleplay' and everyone is encouraged to join in at any time!
'Open' roleplay does not mean 'unorganized' or 'limitless', however. The events
in this story are usually planned, and if something BIG happens, you can be
certain that it is the result of much discussion between players, usually in
the mIRC chat (#Loranna_RP). This is not just a bunch of disorganized
individuals doing what they think would be fun for their character at the time.
So, while everyone is welcome to join in, they are NOT welcome to jump in and
do big, world-changing things without DISCUSSING IT FIRST. Let me be very clear
about what cannot be done without permission:
1:
Any action that effects another person's character, for ill or good. Although
most people realize they can't harm another person's character without
permission, many don't realize that you can't HELP another character without
permission, either. Many characters have flaws for a reason. Don't go healing,
saving, or otherwise fixing another character without DISCUSSING IT FIRST with the
player involved.
2:
Any event that would drastically change things that have been done to the
world, whether the change is physical (rebuilding destroyed locations),
political (converting a population to a new cause), military (killing off all
the badguys) or anything else. Almost every situation, good or bad, that exists
in the RP was done for some reason. Don't go changing or fixing things without
DISCUSSING IT FIRST with the group.
Everyone who is involved in the RP is welcome in the mIRC chat channel
#Loranna_RP. If you have a plot idea then you are encouraged to go there and
discuss it. If you cannot get on the channel for some reason, or if the player
whos character you would affect with your plan is not there, then PM them using
this board's PM function. That's what it's there for.
For information on reaching #Loranna_RP via Mirc or Chatspike, look
http://www.ravensky.org/irc/.
Not following the above advice will only result in one thing: your post is
likely to be completely ignored by everyone as if it did not happen. This is
obvously not good for anyone, so please, discuss major events before doing
them.
Remember: Secret plans and surprises are seldom fun for anyone else. Before
they're revealed they're boring, because nobody knows about them, and
afterwards they're just annoying, because nobody knew about them.
Thank you, and have fun!
===
Info for Loranna:
Race: Nord
Sex: Female
Info for Gram:
Race: Nord
Sex: Male
Hair: Red, full beard (think Red Hair from Conan the Barbarian)
Eyes: Blue
===
Summary for Loranna:
Loranna is in the House of Dibella in Cyrodiil, having been initiated into the
temple. She has been posited a question by her confessor, Harman, and ponders
it while enjoying his flute playing and the birds in the atrium.
Summary for Gram:
Gram has recently fought the ghost of his father, who accused Gram of being
unworthy of the Pyrel family name. In a battle in the graveyard near the Mage's
Guild, Gram finally defeated his father and was left with his father's
claymore, the mighty Flametongue. He has also seen the Orc warrior Gris, and
backed down from an implied challenge - for the first time in his life,
seemingly. This moment of cool-headedness sits uneasily with the firery Nord
warrior.
Posted by: Arynel May 28 2005, 03:35 AM
OOC:
Arynel is a male Breton who is currently at the Void Ranger Guildhouse in
Daggerfall. He is watching Sen Yedda and eating soup.
Posted by: Sheogorath May 28 2005, 04:08 AM
Summary
Nulfaga is in Shedungent, quite barking mad. She's given Solin a cockatrice's
egg and some hints on how to use it to end the hauntings.
King Gothryd is in Castle Daggerfall, consulting with the Archmagister of the
Mages Guild, after they've decided to close the Mages Guilds in the kingdom,
while they investigating the supposed necromantic threat of the hauntings.
Bosriel is in Solunastra, where she's made a new friend in the other
outcast, Tamne.
Queen Elysana is in Wayrest, conducting her own investigations, and having very
sleepless nights, which are making her even more paranoid than usual.
Posted by: Loranna May 28 2005, 04:28 AM
Daggerfall - Solunastra
Gram returns to Solunastra, intent on finding his daughter or her man. Long
hours spent drinking had only managed to delay the realization that he would need
to talk to Loranna, and so he searches, hoping she didn't step back to that
Dark Elf castle she ruled.
Loranna, near as he could tell, was not around; that left looking for the
Khajiit. Gram looks for Slyvos.
Posted by: Dagoth Lich May 28 2005, 04:31 AM
Gram would find the reclusive khajiit in his and Loranna's room,
lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, contemplating what direction his new
life is going to take itself... and a bit aggitated about the mage's guilds
being shut down. How was Loranna gonna get back, eh?
Posted by: Loranna May 28 2005, 04:37 AM
QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ May 27 2005, 10:31 PM)
Gram would find the reclusive khajiit in his and Loranna's room,
lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, contemplating what direction his new
life is going to take itself... and a bit aggitated about the mage's guilds
being shut down. How was Loranna gonna get back, eh?
A few loud knocks and a rumbled "You in there l - Slyvos?" got Gram
admittance to Slyvos's room; the redhaired Nord frowns into his beard as he
sees Slyvos lying listlessly and staring upward.
Reminds me of the times I stared up at the stars wondering if I'd ever make
anything of myself, Gram thinks.
"Come now lad; what's with that long face?" Gram asks, pulling up a
chair and seating himself down. "Has my daughter run off to go check on
her Dark Elf house or gone shopping and left you all alone?"
Posted by: Shardie May 28 2005, 04:38 AM
The gauntlet of heroes is a wierd place. On the plane of
oblivion, it is eight rooms, each containing one containing a solitary hero. In
order to pass the fourth test and retake her freedom, Maranda Binnie, the
heroine of this RP (he he) must battle through these eight rooms.
The first room was the hall of ale, where Maranda faced the orc nord, Red the
Next Maranda had a nice long break at Gauntlet beach, as this was the halfway
point, but after which, Maranda faced the Imperial Nightblade Cerius, in the
halls of Illusion. Maranda dispelled the illusion and slayed Cerius rather
easily, with a simple dispell spell. Next was the room of Disco, where Maranda
faced the evil, Syringe wielding DJ Paul, and his army of disco dancing Daedra.
However, by clever useage of a powerful ice spell, Maranda defeated him easily.
Only the Redguard Lacoriz, paitently waiting on the Hall of the Battlefield
Purched on top of a Steep High Mountian, and lord Landon himself, in the
Collaseum of Champions await. Yet the noble Duke Drevorus has been sent by his
Mistress, Meridia to scheme up the fifth and final test. What will this darstardly
test be?
To find out, Read on!
(but I dont feel like typing anymore right now, so perhaps not)
Posted by: Dagoth Lich May 28 2005, 04:39 AM
He sighed a bit, sitting up as Gram came in.
'she's just a bit busy with her 'initiation' thing... my guess, I missed out on
something really good..'
He casually threw a pillow across the room, hitting the doorknob surprisingly.
Posted by: Loranna May 28 2005, 04:45 AM
QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ May 27 2005, 10:39 PM)
He sighed a bit, sitting up as Gram came in.
'she's just a bit busy with her 'initiation' thing... my guess, I missed out on
something really good..'
He casually threw a pillow across the room, hitting the doorknob surprisingly.
"Women and their initiations," Gram chuckles. "Aye lad, if what
I know of those temples is even half true ..."
He stops in mid sentence, belatedly realizing that it was perhaps a little
tactless to reminisce about his times in Dibellan temples to a man whose finace
was being intitiated.
"Well," he rumbles, clearing his throat, "it's been my studious
observation that times like this are made much more palatable by good mead or
ale; you should get yourself down to one of the taverns. Just avoid that
Scuttled Rat place I'm told."
Gram grins, his face beaming with Nordic Wisdom.
Posted by: Dagoth Lich May 28 2005, 05:02 AM
Sly shook his head, sighing again.
'I tend to avoid getting drunk, helps me keep away from embarressing or
unwelcome situations... '
He picked up one of his restore health potions Loranna made, and poured it into
a bowl on the floor by the bed. From under it, a small animal came out. A small
mouse to be precise. it looked like it had a few broken limbs.
Posted by: Loranna May 28 2005, 05:09 AM
QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ May 27 2005, 11:02 PM)
Sly shook his head, sighing again.
'I tend to avoid getting drunk, helps me keep away from embarressing or
unwelcome situations... '
He picked up one of his restore health potions Loranna made, and poured it into
a bowl on the floor by the bed. From under it, a small animal came out. A small
mouse to be precise. it looked like it had a few broken limbs.
"No easier way to get your mind off your troubles," Gram chuckles ...
Gram raises his eyebrows as Slyvos tends to the wounded mouse. "Usually
when a rodent is that hurt tis better to just let it die," he says,
watching as the mouse - which seemed to trust Slyvos - lapped at the potion and
soon was walking on all four limbs again.
"Does Loranna know you tend to mice?" he asks, refraining from making
feline and mice jokes. "You're a strange, mysterious man, Slyvos; you
built massive golems of raw destruction and you tend to the meekest
creatures."
He coughs a bit. "Which brings me to a question that's been on my mind
since we accidentally blew up your old tower; just what do you do to sustain
yourself, now that your old place is no more? What plans do you have?"
Posted by: Aki May 28 2005, 05:16 AM
Summary
Reichi, the Dunmeri Male Werewolf, and Tohe the Breton male Werewolf are still
in Solunastra, doing stuff of no note whatsoever. Well...
-----
Reichi sat outside the kitchen, bored, and now hungry that he had finally
finished all that bristleback Boar he nabbed in Solstheim. He wondered if the
Orcish cook would be scared enough by a Werewolf to cower in fear or flee long
enough for him to nab something. Reichi smirked, Nah.. he thought, She'd
just hit me with that spoon...
-----
Tohe wandered out of Solunastra, in a random alleyway. Seeking something
non-boring. Guildhouses had a tendancy to be very boring. At least this one was
for now. The sounds of the city began to fade, the chatter of people, the
barking of vendors, esspecially pie vendors, the occaisonal shout or fight, all
began to fade, become quiet. It was dark, too. In the dark alleyway, Tohe heard
the footfalls of armoured feet. He began to wonder his logic in entering a dark
alley. Thats where stuff like this always happened. Dark Alleys had a bad
reputation.
The footfalls stopped, a dark outline could be perceived of several armored
figures. For some odd reason, they had aimed halberds at him. Tohe hated those
blasted things, of course, there was little time to reflect on how annoying a
polearm with the capacity to act as a ranged weapon was. Damn ghosts, why did these
guys have to come back? There was a shout of "FIRE!", and the
instruction was carried out.
A alleycat ran out of the alleyway, rather singed, smoking too.
Posted by: Dagoth Lich May 28 2005, 05:23 AM
He chuckled a bit, not really sure himself.
'to tell the truth, I'm really not sure. the only skills I have are my magic
and my music. And that's basically all I really remember how to do after 4000
years of not being alive. Well, besides what I gotta do to... you know what,
forget I was about to say anything right there.'
He felt it was not best to talk about that to the woman's dad
Posted by: Loranna May 28 2005, 05:37 AM
QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ May 27 2005, 11:23 PM)
He chuckled a bit, not really sure himself.
'to tell the truth, I'm really not sure. the only skills I have are my magic
and my music. And that's basically all I really remember how to do after 4000
years of not being alive. Well, besides what I gotta do to... you know what,
forget I was about to say anything right there.'
He felt it was not best to talk about that to the woman's dad
"A man ought to be able to support himself," Gram declares. "If
I'd have listened to that advice myself more in my youth Loranna might have had
a more pleasant childhood. Surely you can make something out of whatever magic
you know - you know something more than raising mouldy old bones, right?"
He decides not to make anything from Slyvos's expression - for now.
Posted by: Arynel May 28 2005, 05:43 AM
The children were flowing with youthful energy and mischievousness,
and therefore nearly impossible to control by even the best school master, and
Arynel was not this. Even so, the Breton was not without skill in his own
right, and the mass of children were somewhat more peaceful now that they had
been given something to work on.
Several boys had folded their papers into gliders, and were running down the
hall to see who could score the longest flight. Several girls were seated
around the room, braiding each other’s hair, and gossiping. The rest of the
children were busy putting pen to paper, writing and drawing and sharing their
creations, and one little boy would draw or write a little bit then tear the
paper into bits and ask for a new one.
Arynel sat in the corner with Sen Yedda in his lap; the Breton’s head was
groggy.
Posted by: Dagoth Lich May 28 2005, 05:52 AM
'like I said, I can play music... and most of my magic is still
intact, so I guess adventuring is all I got for now... though, I've got all I
could ever want right now. No need to mess all of that up trying to get more.'
He sighed a bit.
'that's something I should have known from the beginning...'
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 28 2005, 05:56 AM
ooc:
Doll is in the Guildhouse, having asked Nalion to give her more time before she
decides what her feelings for him are.
Allerleirauh is at Solunastra. She has been making plans with Solin to deal
with Gothryd and the Mages's Guild temporarily.
Tamne was last seen wandering around the docks with Bosriel. However, Leseth is
secretly keeping an eye on the girls, so they ought to be all right.
Tris is sleeping the sleep of the just... well, sleeping very soundly, in any
case... in the House of Dibella in
Posted by: Loranna May 28 2005, 05:59 AM
QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ May 27 2005, 11:52 PM)
'like I said, I can play music... and most of my magic is still
intact, so I guess adventuring is all I got for now... though, I've got all I
could ever want right now. No need to mess all of that up trying to get more.'
He sighed a bit.
'that's something I should have known from the beginning...'
"There's nothing wrong with reaching for adventure and glory," Gram
says. "That's been the way of the Pyrels since as far back as we can
trace, reaching all the way to the dawn of the second age when the snake men
took over the empire."
"And adventuring is good excersice too," he chuckles. "...
Though sometimes, I must admit, it's not as steady an income as one would hope.
If it were, again - Loranna'd a had a happier childhood, and her mother might
still be alive."
Gram is smiling, but his smile does not quite reach his eyes.
Posted by: Dagoth Lich May 28 2005, 06:03 AM
'you don't look so sure of yourself, Gram. You must be wanting
to tell Loranna about her family history, don't you?'
Posted by: Loranna May 28 2005, 06:14 AM
QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ May 28 2005, 12:03 AM)
'you don't look so sure of yourself, Gram. You must be wanting
to tell Loranna about her family history, don't you?'
Gram nods his head, a small gesture that causes his mane of hair to bob about.
"The Pyrels have many heroes among their number, both great and small;
songs are still sung about my great-grandfather's victory over the orcs and his
trials in finding King Orgnum's coffer, which has wealth everlasting for as
long as you possess it. Before I was even old enough to hold a sword I knew my
lot in life was to follow in my family's footsteps, find glory and adventure in
the wide world and bring more honor to the Pyrel name. While my father showed
me the way to hold and swing the axe and to move the shield to block my
grandfather would sing the songs of our family's heroes, and my father's
fondest wish was that I match or exceed his grandfather, and to that end he
constantly extolled me to do better, to grow stronger, to move faster and be
more canny."
Gram chuckles. "And by the age of seventeen, I had had enough of my
father's constant declarations that my current skill was not yet enough and
went to go prove that I'd learned my lessons well, and that was the last I saw
of him until the other night, when he came to settle the dispute we always had
about my worth as a Pyrel."
"Yes, I'd have Loranna know of her family history; many of her forefathers
were brave men and women who she can be proud to number herself among."
Posted by: Dagoth Lich May 28 2005, 06:33 AM
he smiled a bit.
'At least your dad meant well. Which is more then I can say about mine.'
He threw another pillow randomly, this time hitting the window.
Posted by: Loranna May 28 2005, 06:36 AM
QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ May 28 2005, 12:33 AM)
he smiled a bit.
'At least your dad meant well. Which is more then I can say about mine.'
He threw another pillow randomly, this time hitting the window.
"Mayhap," Gram says, starting to wonder why Slyvos likes to throw
pillows around; it must be a mage thing. "Still somehow never a kind word
to me escaped his lips until I sunk Frostkiss into his ghostly chest last
night."
For a long moment, both men were silent.
" ... I suppose in that you and I have something in common,
somewhat," Gram suggests. And then he lapses into a quiet silence, as he
and Slyvos watch the restored mouse skitter about a bit.
Posted by: Meridia May 28 2005, 07:50 AM
Any one who saw this dunmer standing in the street would have mistaken him for
a knight. A wealthy one at that too. He stood in the square, looking at a
building to the southwest. No one here would have recognized him. Yet if a
Redguard named Shardie was still alive, she would know him as the sword
merchant who sold her the Whitegold Sword. A young man, he looked to be a
squire ran up to the knight
"My lordship, I have done what you have asked" the squire said
"Brilliant. Now, here is some scooma, hand it out to school children"
the knight said
"So how is things?" the squire asked
"It is a sanctuary. Aparently the ones who we must take are in that
building... but for some reason, we can not touch it. We must scout out the
position well, and take out prey when they leave the building... what are you
waiting for, squire, hand out that scooma!"
"Yes, my Lord," the squre said, scurring off
Duke Drevorus continued to watch, and wait... his illusion would not faulter.
Posted by: Nalion May 28 2005, 10:01 AM
OOC Summary:
Nalion, male Breton mage, currently resides in Solunastra, Allerleirauh's
Guildhouse in Daggerfall. After his last conversation with Doll, he had kept quiet
and very much to himself, his mind and heart working on what she said to him.
He had promised to give Doll time, and so he would do.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 10:25 AM
Cyrodiil, House of Dibella
Tris couldn't remember the last time he'd deliberately skipped his morning
workout because he felt too lazy. He skipped his morning visit to Herwyn too,
but that wasn't laziness exactly; it was simply too late by the time he woke
up. Skipping the visit to Herwyn simplified matters. It meant he wasn't going
to Wayrest, so he didn't need to make up excuses not to visit Ymalna at his
father's house.
He wondered if she'd had the baby yet. He should buy her something, something
nice, while he was in the
The tactical sensations of last night still clung to him. He felt warm and
pleasant and very relaxed, not at all given to worry. Emaera, his confessor,
was always right. Sometimes it was good to let go, to let other people tell you
what to do, not to feel any guilt or concern because just this once, it wasn't
your choice. Maybe that was why men had invented Emperors.
He wandered through the House of Dibella, looking for Loranna. He found her
confessor, Harman - just Harman and the rock garden and the birds listening.
Harman turned fierce white eyes on him as if he were an inferior listener, and
Tris went away.
He found Loranna at last, in the kitchen of the temple. Doing of all things -
bar work. She was learning the finer points of Imperial wines and how to serve
them, from the
"Save me anything?" Tris asked. "We should probably be getting
back soon. Although I'm enjoying the break, no ghosts on hallowed ground."
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 10:29 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ May 27 2005, 10:43 PM)
The children were flowing with youthful energy and
mischievousness, and therefore nearly impossible to control by even the best
school master, and Arynel was not this. Even so, the Breton was not
without skill in his own right, and the mass of children were somewhat more
peaceful now that they had been given something to work on.
Several boys had folded their papers into gliders, and were running down the
hall to see who could score the longest flight. Several girls were seated
around the room, braiding each other’s hair, and gossiping. The rest of
the children were busy putting pen to paper, writing and drawing and sharing
their creations, and one little boy would draw or write a little bit then tear
the paper into bits and ask for a new one.
Arynel sat in the corner with Sen Yedda in his lap; the Breton’s head was
groggy.
The noise level in the room dropped, all at once. Allerleirauh didn't notice,
however; all children were always quiet and well-behaved around her, she
expected no different.
She lifted the sleeping baby from Arynel's lap, leaning in to whisper to him,
as if she had grown-up business.
"You're my angel. You and I need to talk; I'll put Dragon in charge here
for a while."
Posted by: Arynel May 29 2005, 10:31 AM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 02:29 AM)
The noise level in the room dropped, all at once. Allerleirauh
didn't notice, however; all children were always quiet and well-behaved
around her, she expected no different.
She lifted the sleeping baby from Arynel's lap, leaning in to whisper to him,
as if she had grown-up business.
"You're my angel. You and I need to talk; I'll put Dragon in charge
here for a while."
Arynel looked up towards Allerleirauh as if emerging from a daze.
“Yes, what is it?” The Breton asked, “can we discuss it here, or would you like
to go somewhere else?”
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 10:32 AM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 04:25 AM)
Cyrodiil, House of Dibella
Tris couldn't remember the last time he'd deliberately skipped his morning
workout because he felt too lazy. He skipped his morning visit to Herwyn too,
but that wasn't laziness exactly; it was simply too late by the time he
woke up. Skipping the visit to Herwyn simplified matters. It meant he wasn't
going to Wayrest, so he didn't need to make up excuses not to visit Ymalna at
his father's house.
He wondered if she'd had the baby yet. He should buy her something,
something nice, while he was in the
The tactical sensations of last night still clung to him. He felt warm and
pleasant and very relaxed, not at all given to worry. Emaera, his confessor,
was always right. Sometimes it was good to let go, to let other people tell you
what to do, not to feel any guilt or concern because just this once, it wasn't
your choice. Maybe that was why men had invented Emperors.
He wandered through the House of Dibella, looking for Loranna. He found her
confessor, Harman - just Harman and the rock garden and the birds listening.
Harman turned fierce white eyes on him as if he were an inferior listener, and
Tris went away.
He found Loranna at last, in the kitchen of the temple. Doing of all things -
bar work. She was learning the finer points of Imperial wines and how to serve
them, from the
"Save me anything?" Tris asked. "We should probably be
getting back soon. Although I'm enjoying the break, no ghosts on hallowed
ground."
"You slept in too much; it's all gone," Loranna laughs, pouring a
glass of wine for Tris. "We should; Slyvos is probably going stir crazy
and we really should see if the business can be completed yet."
She turns and thanks the hospitallers, then casts a small dispel/cure spell on
herself to clear her head from the buzz.
"How you feeling?" she asks Tris as they get ready to head out.
Posted by: Sir Radont May 29 2005, 10:49 AM
OOC:
Radont, male Imperial knight protector, is in Solunastra waiting for
developments of various issues.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 10:51 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ May 29 2005, 03:31 AM)
Arynel looked up towards Allerleirauh as if emerging from a
daze.
“Yes, what is it?” The Breton asked, “can we discuss it here, or would
you like to go somewhere else?”
They left Dragon in charge, and delivered Sen-Yedda to her nurse to be fed.
The two of them emerged in a private place, a garden not unlike the garden they
had left behind downstairs. Except that here, no flowers rotted on the branch;
colors were hotter, whites mistier, and scents filled the air like music.
"Gothryd wants to search the Guildhouse," Allerleirauh said.
"Elysana stirred up the Mages's Guild, and the Mages's Guild are thrashing
around causing trouble for everyone. He can't search it, of course; although
it's been my experience the guards are incapable of noticing the things wrong
with this house, it wouldn't do for one to fall through the floor
upstairs."
She told him the plan they had come up with.
"It depends on Solin, and the
Not until she had finished explaining the day's business did she look at him.
Then, for the first time in a very long time, she smiled. "Are you taller?
You look taller, here."
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 10:58 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ May 29 2005, 03:32 AM)
"You slept in too much; it's all gone," Loranna
laughs, pouring a glass of wine for Tris. "We should; Slyvos is
probably going stir crazy and we really should see if the business can be
completed yet."
She turns and thanks the hospitallers, then casts a small dispel/cure spell on
herself to clear her head from the buzz.
"How you feeling?" she asks Tris as they get ready to head out.
Tris opened his mouth to say one thing, and found himself saying another.
"Lonely," he said. "I miss Ciel. He's so busy, we never talk.
When we were fighting for our lives, I wished we had more time. Now that we
have it, I wish we were fighting for our lives."
The Guild Guide at the Mages's Guild proved to be a problem. When Tris and
Loranna stated their destination, there was a pause, and the Guide left, to
converse with the Magister. Tris stiffened, knowing that there was a warrant
for Loranna's arrest in the
"Can't send you to Daggerfall, the Guilds there are closed. I can send you
to Hammerfell, and you can get a boat."
"Then that's what we'll do," Tris said smoothly.
In the streets of Sentinel, he turned and looked at Loranna.
"That was weird. This is all starting to be a little too much."
Posted by: Arynel May 29 2005, 10:58 AM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 02:51 AM)
They left Dragon in charge, and delivered Sen-Yedda to her nurse
to be fed.
The two of them emerged in a private place, a garden not unlike the garden they
had left behind downstairs. Except that here, no flowers rotted on the
branch; colors were hotter, whites mistier, and scents filled the air
like music.
"Gothryd wants to search the Guildhouse," Allerleirauh said.
"Elysana stirred up the Mages's Guild, and the Mages's Guild are thrashing
around causing trouble for everyone. He can't search it, of course;
although it's been my experience the guards are incapable of noticing the
things wrong with this house, it wouldn't do for one to fall through the floor
upstairs."
She told him the plan they had come up with.
"It depends on Solin, and the
Not until she had finished explaining the day's business did she look at him.
Then, for the first time in a very long time, she smiled. "Are you
taller? You look taller, here."
“A shelter once trounced is a haven no longer,” Arynel said, “may ours remain
always secure.”
The Breton paused to take a quick glance down at his shoes. “Taller? I would
say I am tall enough in either case, my stride takes me where I wish to go and
my legs reach all the way to the ground.”
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 11:03 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ May 29 2005, 03:58 AM)
“A shelter once trounced is a haven no longer,” Arynel said,
“may ours remain always secure.”
The Breton paused to take a quick glance down at his shoes.
“Taller? I would say I am tall enough in either case, my stride takes me
where I wish to go and my legs reach all the way to the ground.”
"You walk swiftly for one with no destination in mind," she said,
smiling. "Then there's the matter of the egg. As you know, it has been
difficult to bring us all together in the Provisional House at once; and
separated, we fight with less than a third of our strength. I see what must be
done, but it seems impossible to protect us all. Yet that is my duty; you have
done yours with the sword, Solin with his egg. I am the General: to bring many
people together onto one path is my particular skill."
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 11:04 AM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 04:58 AM)
Tris opened his mouth to say one thing, and found himself saying
another.
"Lonely," he said. "I miss Ciel. He's so busy, we never
talk. When we were fighting for our lives, I wished we had more time. Now that
we have it, I wish we were fighting for our lives."
The Guild Guide at the Mages's Guild proved to be a problem. When Tris and
Loranna stated their destination, there was a pause, and the Guide left, to
converse with the Magister. Tris stiffened, knowing that there was a warrant
for Loranna's arrest in the
"Can't send you to Daggerfall, the Guilds there are closed. I can send you
to Hammerfell, and you can get a boat."
"Then that's what we'll do," Tris said smoothly.
In the streets of Sentinel, he turned and looked at Loranna.
"That was weird. This is all starting to be a little too much."
Loranna touches Tris's shoulder. "We probably both should spend some more
time with our beloveds; we've been bouncing back and forth a lot recently,
taking care of other things."
At the Mage Guild, Loranna had hidden her concern that her disguise had been
pierced. When she learns the nature of the difficulty, however, she mutters to
Tris " ... Funny we should be talking about not spending enough time with
our loved ones, huh? Suddenly Daggerfall is a good day away."
She frowns; she could fly faster than many boats could sail, but she didn't
relish flying over the
Posted by: Arynel May 29 2005, 11:07 AM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 03:03 AM)
"You walk swiftly for one with no destination in
mind," she said, smiling. "Then there's the matter of the egg.
As you know, it has been difficult to bring us all together in the Provisional
House at once; and separated, we fight with less than a third of our
strength. I see what must be done, but it seems impossible to protect us all.
Yet that is my duty; you have done yours with the sword, Solin with his
egg. I am the General: to bring many people together onto one path is my
particular skill."
“Yes, and your skill is a weapon well wielded” Arynel said, “Tell me, what
paths do you wish to take?”
“We have, I see, egg and sword,” the Breton pondered out loud, “and what shall
we do with these?”
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 11:10 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ May 29 2005, 04:07 AM)
“Yes, and your skill is a weapon well wielded” Arynel said,
“Tell me, what paths do you wish to take?”
“We have, I see, egg and sword,” the Breton pondered out loud, “and what shall
we do with these?”
"Crack it, I think," Allerleirauh said. "Exactly, if
possible."
Posted by: Arynel May 29 2005, 11:12 AM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 03:10 AM)
"Crack it, I think," Allerleirauh said.
"Exactly, if possible."
Arynel paused, only for a moment, but the pause was evident.
“I think we will need one wiser than I, if that is what must be done.” The
Breton said.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 11:27 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ May 29 2005, 04:12 AM)
Arynel paused, only for a moment, but the pause was evident.
“I think we will need one wiser than I, if that is what must be done.”
The Breton said.
"Then let us by all means pray for wisdom," Allerleirauh said.
"The Void Ghost is not beyond the reach of our voices, even if his voice
seems nonsensical to us sometimes. But wisdom does sound like nonsense, to
those who are not wise."
Posted by: Arynel May 29 2005, 11:29 AM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 03:27 AM)
"Then let us by all means pray for wisdom,"
Allerleirauh said. "The Void Ghost is not beyond the reach of our voices,
even if his voice seems nonsensical to us sometimes. But wisdom does sound like
nonsense, to those who are not wise."
Arynel nodded.
"We need Solin, and the egg, that I know," the Breton said,
"what else?"
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 11:34 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ May 29 2005, 04:04 AM)
Loranna touches Tris's shoulder. "We probably both
should spend some more time with our beloveds; we've been bouncing back and
forth a lot recently, taking care of other things."
At the Mage Guild, Loranna had hidden her concern that her disguise had been
pierced. When she learns the nature of the difficulty, however, she
mutters to Tris " ... Funny we should be talking about not spending enough
time with our loved ones, huh? Suddenly Daggerfall is a good day
away."
She frowns; she could fly faster than many boats could sail, but she didn't
relish flying over the
"At least it's a pretty day," Tris remarked, as they took ship.
"You know, it's funny. Across the Iliac isn't a long journey, but we pass
from bare brown bellies and jangling bracelets to the land of woolen skirts and
low-necked blouses. I think all travel guides should be written in terms of
fashion, not terrain. What do you think?"
He leaned over the rail, watching the waters below. He himself was better
dressed than she'd seen him recently; he must have taken time to shop in the
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 11:37 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ May 29 2005, 04:29 AM)
Arynel nodded.
"We need Solin, and the egg, that I know," the Breton said,
"what else?"
"Your sword, which contains an image of the ideal," Allerleirauh
said. "And we need an actor, a very brave one. I have my thoughts on that.
And we need sanctuary, and I have my thoughts on that too."
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 11:40 AM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 05:34 AM)
"At least it's a pretty day," Tris remarked, as
they took ship. "You know, it's funny. Across the Iliac isn't a long
journey, but we pass from bare brown bellies and jangling bracelets to the land
of woolen skirts and low-necked blouses. I think all travel guides should be
written in terms of fashion, not terrain. What do you think?"
He leaned over the rail, watching the waters below. He himself was better
dressed than she'd seen him recently; he must have taken time to shop in
the
"I think you may be on to something," Loranna says, grinning.
"Though I can imagine the hordes of angry travelers complaining that your
travel guides got them stuck in inhospitable terrain; you should put in a
disclaimer that when on the road, look at the horizon, not the coach
driver."
She looks out over the docks as they set sail, and when the sailors were all
occupied, she turns to Tris. " ... You know, I still don't quite know what
the full signifigance of that ceremony was," she admits in a low voice.
"Somehow, I never thought to ask afterward ..."
Posted by: Arynel May 29 2005, 11:40 AM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 03:37 AM)
"Your sword, which contains an image of the
ideal," Allerleirauh said. "And we need an actor, a very brave
one. I have my thoughts on that. And we need sanctuary, and I have my thoughts
on that too."
"Ah, yes, I see about the sword, and about the egg," Arynel said,
"of the actor and the sanctuary, I have thoughts, though they are somewhat
limited, and I would entertain yours."
"I do fear that this conversation would be much improved by Solin's
presence." The Breton added.
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 11:42 AM
Gunnar Redtooth had been huge, even for a Nord, and his temper
had matched his stature. There had been few that were his equal with an axe,
and fewer still his equal at drinking and bragging.
Only Gunnar's respect for Magnilde, the Large-breasted Widow of Bolverk, had
kept him from directly confronting a cocky young Nord from the mountains. A
cocky young Nord who had slain the man Gunnar had called Chief for most of his
life. A cocky young Nord named Aricyn.
Aricyn, for his part, respected Gunnar's martial prowess, if not his attitudes
and outlook on life.
When the Azurite war had come, and Aricyn had called to his people for help, it
was Gunnar that had gone north to gather even more men. He had gone so far to
beg audience with the King of Skyrim, and his army grew from the meeting.
While no living man would call Gunnar Redtooth 'charming', his charisma had
shown itself in those days, and the Nordic army he led to Aricyn's call was
greater than the world had seen since the last time his kinsmen had marched on
They never reached the shores of Vvardenfel.
Gunnar had argued that an overland march was foolish, and the army had taken a
great fleet of longships from Winterhold, through the
Off the point of Blacklight, Gunnar Redtooth met his end at the claws of an
endless number of Daedra; Winged Twilights who blotted out the sun with their
dark wings. The army was lost in the
Gunnar Redtooth had heeded the call of that snowy-haired pup. Surely, that was
the cause of his death. Surely, it had nothing to do with the ill-advised
journey by ship through enemy waters.
Nothing nags at a man's soul more than a mistake of his own making.
(Iliac Bay, Daggerfall:)
The setting sun peeked through the grey day just long enough to turn the sea
exactly the color of fresh-spilt blood. The wind, cool, and from the North,
brought with it a heavy fog which cloaked the docks of the city in darkness
long before the sun set.
As the sun dipped below the waters, a watchman sat up and looked out over the
fog-shrouded bay. He could swear he had heard the long, mournful cry of a
Nordic warhorn.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 11:49 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ May 29 2005, 04:40 AM)
"Ah, yes, I see about the sword, and about the egg,"
Arynel said, "of the actor and the sanctuary, I have thoughts, though they
are somewhat limited, and I would entertain yours."
"I do fear that this conversation would be much improved by Solin's
presence." The Breton added.
"Solin is doing his best for us," Allerleirauh said. "We have
the egg; and I have faith in his solution to our problems with Gothryd."
She smiled. "Still. I miss his company. Even if he likes the Dwemer
constructs more than the gardens."
They stood near the fountain. Now, looking down, she saw the streets of
Daggerfall city fill with heavy fog.
"That doesn't look right," she said. "Come on."
She stole a kiss from him though, before she went.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 11:52 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ May 29 2005, 04:40 AM)
"I think you may be on to something," Loranna says,
grinning. "Though I can imagine the hordes of angry travelers
complaining that your travel guides got them stuck in inhospitable terrain; you
should put in a disclaimer that when on the road, look at the horizon, not the
coach driver."
She looks out over the docks as they set sail, and when the sailors were all
occupied, she turns to Tris. " ... You know, I still don't quite
know what the full signifigance of that ceremony was," she admits in a low
voice. "Somehow, I never thought to ask afterward ..."
"Did you enjoy yourself?" Tris asked. "That was the significance."
He grinned.
"And judging from the sound effects, I'm guessing the ritual came off
quite well."
The trip passed quickly. It was almost evening by the time the ship reached
Daggerfall. Tris offered Loranna his cloak; it was by no means a pretty day,
anymore, although the red sky promised good sailing on the morrow. Though as a
Nord she wouldn't feel the cold, still the thick fog was likely to soak her to
the skin.
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 11:56 AM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 05:52 AM)
"Did you enjoy yourself?" Tris asked. "That
was the significance."
He grinned.
"And judging from the sound effects, I'm guessing the ritual came off
quite well."
The trip passed quickly. It was almost evening by the time the ship reached
Daggerfall. Tris offered Loranna his cloak; it was by no means a pretty
day, anymore, although the red sky promised good sailing on the morrow. Though
as a Nord she wouldn't feel the cold, still the thick fog was likely to soak
her to the skin.
Loranna raises her eyebrows. "Ah," she says, first grinning, then
giggling. "Silly me; proceed with the simplest terms ..."
She accepts Tris's cloak, saying "Rather foggy; is Daggerfall given to
heavy fogs like this? It's the first one I've seen."
A long, mournful cry rolls across the waters, and Loranna's brow furrows, her
lips curled into a frown. "Tris dear," she says, her tone as cool as
the weather, "that sound like a war horn to you?"
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 11:59 AM
"Ship off the starboard stern!" cried the watchmen
from the dusk above Tris and Loranna's heads.
"She's closing fast, Captain, and she's too close!"
There was a scramble on the decks as the crew of the little carrack tried to
turn her sharply to port, and the captain ran to the starboard railing.
So closely the man could've reached out and touched it, a Nordic longship
passed silently by, it's dragon-headed prow leering in the darkness.
The captain turned pale and stumbled backwards. He had caught sight of the
other vessel's crew.
On the far side of the ship, another longship passed, its striped sail passing
cleanly through the rigging of the little carrack.
Somewhere in the dark, a deep horn blew again.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 12:03 PM
QUOTE(Loranna @ May 29 2005, 04:56 AM)
Loranna raises her eyebrows. "Ah," she says,
first grinning, then giggling. "Silly me; proceed with the simplest
terms ..."
She accepts Tris's cloak, saying "Rather foggy; is Daggerfall given to
heavy fogs like this? It's the first one I've seen."
A long, mournful cry rolls across the waters, and Loranna's brow furrows, her
lips curled into a frown. "Tris dear," she says, her tone as
cool as the weather, "that sound like a war horn to you?"
Tris was breathing rapidly, watching the ghostly ship's sail pass through
theirs.
"I've never heard one before," he said. "I wouldn't know."
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 12:07 PM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 06:03 AM)
Tris was breathing rapidly, watching the ghostly ship's sail
pass through theirs.
"I've never heard one before," he said. "I wouldn't
know."
Loranna's eyes widen as the ghost ship passes, her stomach plummeting into an
abyss.
"Oh goddess," she breathes. "Tris, we have a problem, a big
one."
Without even thinking about it, her hands raise to cast protective spells, as
images of ghostly Nords attacking Daggerfall flash through her mind.
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 12:14 PM
(Daggerfall:)
The watchman could hardly believe his eyes. It was a dark night, but not that
dark, and he had seen what he had seen.
He raced up the tower steps two at a time, finally reaching the bell rope.
From here, it was even clearer than from the lighthouse. An entire fleet of
Nordic ships was approaching the harbor, and they didn't look friendy.
He pulled hard on the rope with sweaty hands, and the loud clanging of the bell
rang across the city. In moments, it was joined by others. Little bells on the
gate towers, and eventually, the heavy tolling of the temple bells.
Posted by: Sir Radont May 29 2005, 12:16 PM
Radont was sitting in Solunastra when he heard the bells.
Standing quickly he placed his hand on the hilt of the Akaviri blade sheathed
at his side. The knight strode through the front door and out into the evening
his templar armor glinting in the evening light. Radont walked briskly to the
docks to see what was coming.
"What goes on here?" he asked a dock worker.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 12:18 PM
Dragon had popped into the Void to look. Now he returned with
his report.
"Ghost fleet," he said. "I'll stay here. You go."
Allerleirauh pulled on her cloak and headed out the door. The people passing
were evenly divided - poor people, older people, those with good sense fleeing
the docks, and young people, bravos, the idle rich heading down to take a look.
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 12:19 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 06:14 AM)
(Daggerfall:)
The watchman could hardly believe his eyes. It was a dark night, but not that
dark, and he had seen what he had seen.
He raced up the tower steps two at a time, finally reaching the bell rope.
From here, it was even clearer than from the lighthouse. An entire fleet of
Nordic ships was approaching the harbor, and they didn't look friendy.
He pulled hard on the rope with sweaty hands, and the loud clanging of the bell
rang across the city. In moments, it was joined by others. Little bells on the
gate towers, and eventually, the heavy tolling of the temple bells.
The night was just getting started, and Gram was just sitting down with his
first mead for the evening, looking forward to another night of sharing stories
with the folk at the Emperor's Jewels.
The ringing of bells disturbs his relaxed demeanor. "By Kyne, what is
this?" he demands, rising from his table and racing out to see what the
clamor was about.
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 12:20 PM
QUOTE(Sir Radont @ May 29 2005, 04:16 AM)
Radont walked briskly to the docks to see what was coming.
"What goes on here?" he asked a dock worker.
The dockworker didn't turn to look at the knight. He merely pointed out over
the sea.
A solid line of sails could be seen rising out of the thick fog, coming in to
harbor.
Everywhere, men dropped their work and ran.
As they watched, the first of the invasion fleet reached the docks... and did
not stop.
Men yelled and lept from the docks into the cold water, trying to avoid the
impact that never came. The ghostly ships merely passed through the docks and
kept going, as if the fog filled streets were deep rivers.
Posted by: Nalion May 29 2005, 12:29 PM
QUOTE(Loranna @ May 29 2005, 12:19 PM)
The night was just getting started, and Gram was just sitting
down with his first mead for the evening, looking forward to another night of
sharing stories with the folk at the Emperor's Jewels.
The ringing of bells disturbs his relaxed demeanor. "By Kyne, what
is this?" he demands, rising from his table and racing out to see what the
clamor was about.
Nalion sat at the table in his small chamber, having sought solitude and
silence. On the table lay a piece of parchment, the letters on them clearly
identifyable as the mages handwriting.
The city bells woke Nalion from his thoughts and made him look out of the
window. The fog outside washed around the walls of Solunastra like waves on the
shore.
"Most unusual..." Nalion muttered as he watched the scenery. The
bells were alarming.
He quickly donned the belt on wich the Dagger of Senses was tightly fastened
and made haste to go outside and look.
Spotting Gram, he moved over to him in quick strides, with a worried expression
on his face.
"This is unnatural... It's coming from the harbour quarter." He tried
to remember the path Doll and he had taken some days ago.
"Come, I know the way."
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 12:38 PM
Aricyn was just about to enter the kitchen, having had enough of
being driven from that place by the cook and intending to tell her so, when the
city watch bells began ringing.
The grizzled old wolf joined him in the main hall.
"No need for us all to rush about like chickens," he said to the
animal. "Where's Allerleirauh?"
"Whuff!" said the wolf, and trotted off with Aricyn right behind.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 12:42 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 05:38 AM)
Aricyn was just about to enter the kitchen, having had enough of
being driven from that place by the cook and intending to tell her so, when the
city watch bells began ringing.
The grizzled old wolf joined him in the main hall.
"No need for us all to rush about like chickens," he said to the
animal. "Where's Allerleirauh?"
"Whuff!" said the wolf, and trotted off with Aricyn right behind.
"Right here," Allerleirauh said. City guards rushed past them; she
herself was walking, at a steady pace, towards the docks.
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 12:45 PM
QUOTE(Nalion @ May 29 2005, 06:29 AM)
Nalion sat at the table in his small chamber, having sought
solitude and silence. On the table lay a piece of parchment, the letters on
them clearly identifyable as the mages handwriting.
The city bells woke Nalion from his thoughts and made him look out of the
window. The fog outside washed around the walls of Solunastra like waves on the
shore.
"Most unusual..." Nalion muttered as he watched the scenery. The
bells were alarming.
He quickly donned the belt on wich the Dagger of Senses was tightly
fastened and made haste to go outside and look.
Spotting Gram, he moved over to him in quick strides, with a worried expression
on his face.
"This is unnatural... It's coming from the harbour quarter." He tried
to remember the path Doll and he had taken some days ago.
"Come, I know the way."
"Aye lad it is unnatural," Gram says, glad he habitually wears his
armor and weapons wherever he goes. "Lead the way."
He grins; he could sense an epic story in the making, assuming whatever was
coming didn't kill them all.
Upon reaching the docks, Gram stares, amazed; though he was by now used to
fighting ghosts and had no fear of them, seeing a whole fleet of them gave even
him pause.
"A pity I didn't get a chance to finish my mead," he mutters.
"Twould have helped made this night more understandable."
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 12:46 PM
The young men could barely walk for stumbling over their own
boots. Laughing and whooping, they made their way to the dock district, pointing
and hollering obsceneties at the peasants running the opposite direction.
The group turned a fog-choked corner just as a huge longship slid to a halt
near Gringham the Barber's shop and dozens of armored men lept to the street.
One, a particularly huge, red-beared man with no face left to speak of, strode
up to the young revelers.
"Oh," said one of the young men, "Bloody hell, not again."
He looked the fleshless Nord up and down as his buddies snickered.
"What, aren't you going to say "VENGEANCE!!!' or something?"
The ghost silently raised his axe, and let it fall.
Posted by: Sir Radont May 29 2005, 12:50 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 06:46 AM)
The young men could barely walk for stumbling over their own
boots. Laughing and whooping, they made their way to the dock district,
pointing and hollering obsceneties at the peasants running the opposite
direction.
The group turned a fog-choked corner just as a huge longship slid to a halt
near Gringham the Barber's shop and dozens of armored men lept to the street.
One, a particularly huge, red-beared man with no face left to speak of, strode
up to the young revelers.
"Oh," said one of the young men, "Bloody hell, not again."
He looked the fleshless Nord up and down as his buddies snickered.
"What, aren't you going to say "VENGEANCE!!!' or something?"
The ghost silently raised his axe, and let it fall.
Radont saw the boat come to a halt, the Nord jump out and his axe fall.
"You there, Nord, what's your business here?" He yelled to the
ghostly apparition.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 12:51 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 05:46 AM)
The young men could barely walk for stumbling over their own
boots. Laughing and whooping, they made their way to the dock district,
pointing and hollering obsceneties at the peasants running the opposite
direction.
The group turned a fog-choked corner just as a huge longship slid to a halt
near Gringham the Barber's shop and dozens of armored men lept to the street.
One, a particularly huge, red-beared man with no face left to speak of, strode
up to the young revelers.
"Oh," said one of the young men, "Bloody hell, not again."
He looked the fleshless Nord up and down as his buddies snickered.
"What, aren't you going to say "VENGEANCE!!!' or something?"
The ghost silently raised his axe, and let it fall.
Tris was too young to remember the days whe ghosts walked the streets of
Daggerfall, but he had lived there long enough to know the stories.
"Loranna, come on," he said, slipping his finger into his ring of
levitation and heading off after the ships.
"YOU THERE!" he shouted. "A bit warm for you, isn't it?"
Posted by: Nalion May 29 2005, 01:02 PM
QUOTE(Loranna @ May 29 2005, 12:45 PM)
"Aye lad it is unnatural," Gram says, glad he
habitually wears his armor and weapons wherever he goes. "Lead the
way."
He grins; he could sense an epic story in the making, assuming whatever was
coming didn't kill them all.
Upon reaching the docks, Gram stares, amazed; though he was by now used to
fighting ghosts and had no fear of them, seeing a whole fleet of them gave even
him pause.
"A pity I didn't get a chance to finish my mead," he mutters.
"Twould have helped made this night more understandable."
"I'm getting the feeling you need a clear head in this more than a mug of
mead..." Nalion answered. "On the other hand... you're a
Nord..."
Nalion was glad that he left his staff at Solunastra. The steel would not help
much against what they faced and he really did not want to face battle-hardened
Nords in close combat.
"I don't like this... no, not at all."
The mage closed his eyes for a brief moment, collecting his thoughts, shutting
everything off that was not needed for a fight. Emotions, doubt, fear...
He opened his eyes and with a spoken word, the air around him shimmered purple
as a shield spell engulfed him. A sanctuary spell cast by the use of the ring
on his left hand completed his defense.
He looked at the nearest ship that was about to stop.
Posted by: Meridia May 29 2005, 01:06 PM
Panic... this was panic... from the sea... Duke Drevorus scanned
around the square, people were rushing out of the buildings... then he heard the
shouts... "The undead! The undead have come to kill us all!"
Drevorus looked around as a squad of Guards rushed by, towards the waterfront.
Drevorus felt the Daikatana by his side, and wondered where his
"Squire" was. His Illusion was still working...
"This might be fun to watch, see the abilities of those who I must
take" he said to himself quietly. The Duke began his walk to the
waterfront
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 01:06 PM
QUOTE(Nalion @ May 29 2005, 05:02 AM)
"I'm getting the feeling you need a clear head in this more
than a mug of mead..." Nalion answered. "On the other hand... you're
a Nord..."
Nalion was glad that he left his staff at Solunastra. The steel would not help
much against what they faced and he really did not want to face battle-hardened
Nords in close combat.
"I don't like this... no, not at all."
The mage closed his eyes for a brief moment, collecting his thoughts, shutting
everything off that was not needed for a fight. Emotions, doubt, fear...
He opened his eyes and with a spoken word, the air around him shimmered purple
as a shield spell engulfed him. A sanctuary spell cast by the use of the ring
on his left hand completed his defense.
He looked at the nearest ship that was about to stop.
Suddenly, the street was flooded with a group of Daggerfall guards, heavy
shields turned toward the oncoming ship and lanterns held clumsily in the same
hand.
"Back to your home, citizens," one called to Nalion. "Out of the
way!"
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 01:08 PM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 06:51 AM)
Tris was too young to remember the days whe ghosts walked the
streets of Daggerfall, but he had lived there long enough to know the stories.
"Loranna, come on," he said, slipping his finger into his ring
of levitation and heading off after the ships.
"YOU THERE!" he shouted. "A bit warm for you, isn't
it?"
Loranna activates her bracelet and soars off after Tris, wondering if her Turn
Undead spells would work on these spirits. They were dead, but then
again, these were unusual circumstances. That, and scaring ghosts off into the
city itself was probably a bad idea; she'd want to send them fleeing back
toward the sea if at all possible.
She sees familiar figures at the dock and smiles a bit, waiting to se ehow
Tris's taunt is taken.
QUOTE(Nalion @ May 29 2005, 07:02 AM)
"I'm getting the feeling you need a clear head in this more
than a mug of mead..." Nalion answered. "On the other hand... you're
a Nord..."
Nalion was glad that he left his staff at Solunastra. The steel would not help
much against what they faced and he really did not want to face battle-hardened
Nords in close combat.
"I don't like this... no, not at all."
The mage closed his eyes for a brief moment, collecting his thoughts, shutting
everything off that was not needed for a fight. Emotions, doubt, fear...
He opened his eyes and with a spoken word, the air around him shimmered purple
as a shield spell engulfed him. A sanctuary spell cast by the use of the ring
on his left hand completed his defense.
He looked at the nearest ship that was about to stop.
Gram lets Nalion's comment pass, thinking to himself that Frostkiss, while
enchanted, was perhaps not the best weapon to use on a Nord, dead or otherwise.
The chill of Frostkiss would be like paper streamers against a castle wall.
He unhooks Flametongue from his back, and shifts Trueturner in Flametongue's
former position; even slung on his back, his shield's magic could avail him. He
grips his father's sword and says "You there! Whatever campaign you were
once on, tis over now lad; best be sailing back to the lands of the dead and
enjoying the sleep you earned."
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 01:10 PM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 04:42 AM)
"Right here," Allerleirauh said. City guards
rushed past them; she herself was walking, at a steady pace, towards the
docks.
Aricyn fell into stride beside Allerleirauh.
"The wind smells odd," he said, only partly to her.
A group of city guard ran by as fast as they could manage and stay together.
At the great court in the center of town, just down the street from the
Guildhouse, three longships sat bobbing slowly as if in port.
"You know," Aricyn said, "we have really got to do
something about this ghost problem..."
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 01:15 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 06:10 AM)
Aricyn fell into stride beside Allerleirauh.
"The wind smells odd," he said, only partly to her.
A group of city guard ran by as fast as they could manage and stay together.
At the great court in the center of town, just down the street from the
Guildhouse, three longships sat bobbing slowly as if in port.
"You know," Aricyn said, "we have really got to do
something about this ghost problem..."
"I wonder whose ghosts these are," Allerleirauh said. "And what
business they have in Daggerfall."
Posted by: Nalion May 29 2005, 01:18 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 01:06 PM)
Suddenly, the street was flooded with a group of Daggerfall
guards, heavy shields turned toward the oncoming ship and lanterns held
clumsily in the same hand.
"Back to your home, citizens," one called to Nalion. "Out of the
way!"
The mage did not bother to answer, he moved just far enough away so that the
column could pass.
"I hope you are prepared for what you will see..." he muttered.
With the ease of experience and long training, a fireball appeared over the
palm of the mage, ready to sear through the air seeking its target.
"Take care." he said to Gram and moved to follow the guards towards
the ships, hoping that he could give them - and Gram - cover."
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 01:19 PM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 04:51 AM)
Tris was too young to remember the days whe ghosts walked the
streets of Daggerfall, but he had lived there long enough to know the stories.
"Loranna, come on," he said, slipping his finger into his ring
of levitation and heading off after the ships.
"YOU THERE!" he shouted. "A bit warm for you, isn't
it?"
One of the Nords looked up at Tris's words, and laughed a fleshless laugh. He
had lost his lips to fish a month ago.
"What is this? I had not heard that High Rock had such ugly birds!"
the ghost called, for the benefit of his companions.
"Come down, little birdy and I shall feed you a nut!"
The other ghosts laughed, although the sound more closely resembled the hissing
of steam.
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 01:20 PM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 05:15 AM)
"I wonder whose ghosts these are," Allerleirauh
said. "And what business they have in Daggerfall."
Aricyn's nostrils flared.
"I'm almost certain I know," he said, eyeing the largest of the ships
that sat under the distant streetlamp.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 01:23 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 06:19 AM)
One of the Nords looked up at Tris's words, and laughed a
fleshless laugh. He had lost his lips to fish a month ago.
"What is this? I had not heard that High Rock had such ugly birds!"
the ghost called, for the benefit of his companions.
"Come down, little birdy and I shall feed you a nut!"
The other ghosts laughed, although the sound more closely resembled the hissing
of steam.
"I'm surprised you have any, the fish usually eat those first!" Tris
shouted back.
Despite his bravado, the hair was standing up on the back of his neck.
"If you have to fight someone, fight someone armed," he said,
dropping to the ground. He could be in the air again in an instant. But his first
priority was drawing the ghostly Nords's attention away from the populace.
Posted by: Meridia May 29 2005, 01:26 PM
Duke Drevorus looked on from a safe position, on top of a tall
tower, judging the skills of the combatents. He sat, as his squire materalized
beside him, his illusion undone, his Dremora form showing. Drevorus turned to
his "squire" and whispered some orders to him, the Dremora
dissapated. He looked at an indervidual firing a fireball... yes, he thought,
that was one of them... he had seen him enter and exit the guild hall... he
watched this person with intrest. But the real intrest was about these undead.
Where were they from? It was not Meridia's doing... perhaps the King of Worms
(he still did not think of him as a god) was up to no good? Perhaps one of the
other princes, Narmia, Vaermia, or even Azura was behind this? but it definatly
was a fortunate turn of events... very fortunate
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 01:27 PM
QUOTE(Nalion @ May 29 2005, 05:18 AM)
The mage did not bother to answer, he moved just far enough away
so that the column could pass.
"I hope you are prepared for what you will see..." he muttered.
With the ease of experience and long training, a fireball appeared over the
palm of the mage, ready to sear through the air seeking its target.
"Take care." he said to Gram and moved to follow the guards towards
the ships, hoping that he could give them - and Gram - cover."
The ghosts dropped from their ship and eyed the guards, who eyed them back.
"In the name of the King," shouted a guard sergeant in a shakey
voice, "throw down your weapons and be gone!"
There was a rattle of armor as the other guards shifted nervously at his words.
The only answer was a rasping laugh from the ghosts.
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 05:23 AM)
"I'm surprised you have any, the fish usually eat those
first!" Tris shouted back.
Despite his bravado, the hair was standing up on the back of his neck.
"If you have to fight someone, fight someone armed," he said,
dropping to the ground. He could be in the air again in an instant. But his
first priority was drawing the ghostly Nords's attention away from the populace.
The ghost growled.
"Who said we were here to fight, boy? Are you offering to give us
one?" He brandished a wicked axe, it's blade lit by moonlight although the
moons did not show themselves through the clouds.
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 01:29 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 07:27 AM)
The ghosts dropped from their ship and eyed the guards, who eyed
them back.
"In the name of the King," shouted a guard sergeant in a shakey
voice, "throw down your weapons and be gone!"
There was a rattle of armor as the other guards shifted nervously at his words.
The only answer was a rasping, horrifying laugh from the ghosts.
The ghost growled.
"Who said we were here to fight, boy? Are you offering to give us
one?" He brandished a wicked axe, it's blade lit by moonlight although the
moons did not show themselves through the clouds.
Gram glances at the guards, frowning.
Loranna speaks up. "If not to fight, then why did you come?"
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 01:34 PM
QUOTE(Loranna @ May 29 2005, 05:29 AM)
Gram glances at the guards, frowning.
Loranna speaks up. "If not to fight, then why did you come?"
A tall corpse stepped forward, a copper eyepatch hiding a socket probably as
empty as the other, uncovered one.
"We come to heed the call," he said.
***
A heavily armored corpse, a large spear resting on one shoulder, strode across
the town square. An honor guard, dressed in gilt plate and tattered bear fur
accompanied him, red banners flapping in a non-existant breeze.
Aricyn saw them come, and shook his head.
He took a step forward from Allerleirauh's side and shouted, "Gunnar
Redtooth! You're always late, but this is just ridiculous!"
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 01:38 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 07:34 AM)
A tall corpse stepped forward, a copper eyepatch hiding a socket
probably as empty as the other, uncovered one.
"We come to heed the call," he said.
***
A heavily armored corpse, a large spear resting on one shoulder, strode across
the town square. An honor guard, dressed in gilt plate and tattered bear fur
accompanied him, red banners flapping in a non-existant breeze.
Aricyn saw them come, and shook his head.
He took a step forward from Allerleirauh's side and shouted, "Gunnar
Redtooth! You're always late, but this is just ridiculous!"
Loranna blinks, her expression going from tense to disbelieving in record time.
" ... Ridiculous is exactly right ..." she mutters.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 01:39 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 06:34 AM)
A tall corpse stepped forward, a copper eyepatch hiding a socket
probably as empty as the other, uncovered one.
"We come to heed the call," he said.
***
A heavily armored corpse, a large spear resting on one shoulder, strode across
the town square. An honor guard, dressed in gilt plate and tattered bear fur
accompanied him, red banners flapping in a non-existant breeze.
Aricyn saw them come, and shook his head.
He took a step forward from Allerleirauh's side and shouted, "Gunnar
Redtooth! You're always late, but this is just ridiculous!"
Allerleirauh took a deep breath, and stayed where she was. Tris, who had been
torn between arguing with the dead Nord about the man he had axed and offering
him a beer, found that he had really nothing to say.
Posted by: Nalion May 29 2005, 01:39 PM
QUOTE(Meridia @ May 29 2005, 01:26 PM)
He looked at an indervidual firing a fireball... yes, he
thought, that was one of them... he had seen him enter and exit the guild
hall... he watched this person with intrest.
Nalion felt a tickle of uneasiness as if eyes were staring at his back, sending
a shiver down his spine.
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 01:27 PM)
The ghosts dropped from their ship and eyed the guards, who eyed
them back.
"In the name of the King," shouted a guard sergeant in a shakey
voice, "throw down your weapons and be gone!"
There was a rattle of armor as the other guards shifted nervously at his words.
"They'll break if those ghosts choose to charge, Gram." Nalion told
the Nord.
Remembering stories about the events in Daggerfall that had passed more than a
decade ago, he spoke in a voice that carried far over the fog.
"Daggerfall is no battlefield for ghosts anymore. In whatever battle you
may have participated, it is over. Lay your blades and your souls to
rest!"
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 01:48 PM
QUOTE(Nalion @ May 29 2005, 05:39 AM)
"Daggerfall is no battlefield for ghosts anymore. In
whatever battle you may have participated, it is over. Lay your blades and your
souls to rest!"
"You giving orders, Breton?" the eyeless ghost waved a hand at his
companions. "Here we are, all dressed up an no one to kill."
He lowered his fleshless head, chainmail rattled against bone.
"Keep talking."
***
The ghost of Gunnar Redtooth was just as disagreeable looking as the living
man. What flesh he had scowled at Aricyn's words, the remnants of his heavy
moustache hung heavy with seawater.
"You sent us to our doom, boy!" he bellowed. "I'm finally here
to have your head!"
Aricyn raised an eyebrow and drew his sword. Not the long, heavy sword that he
wore across his back, but the thin, lighter one that he carried always at his
waist. The one called Moon Riever.
"Oh, Think that will help you, do you, whelp?" Gunnar's ghost dropped
the long spear and drew his own sword.
"I've been wanting to do this for a long time. I'm just happy to
have a good excuse."
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 01:52 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 06:48 AM)
"You giving orders, Breton?" the eyeless ghost
waved a hand at his companions. "Here we are, all dressed up an no one to
kill."
He lowered his fleshless head, chainmail rattled against bone.
"Keep talking."
***
The ghost of Gunnar Redtooth was just as disagreeable looking as the living
man. What flesh he had scowled at Aricyn's words, the remnants of his heavy
moustache hung heavy with seawater.
"You sent us to our doom, boy!" he bellowed. "I'm finally here
to have your head!"
Aricyn raised an eyebrow and drew his sword. Not the long, heavy sword that he
wore across his back, but the thin, lighter one that he carried always at his
waist. The one called Moon Riever.
"Oh, Think that will help you, do you, whelp?" Gunnar's ghost dropped
the long spear and drew his own sword.
"I've been wanting to do this for a long time. I'm just happy to
have a good excuse."
"Aricyn, careful," Allerleirauh said. "Does he really deserve
that?"
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 01:54 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 07:48 AM)
"You giving orders, Breton?" the eyeless ghost
waved a hand at his companions. "Here we are, all dressed up an no one to
kill."
He lowered his fleshless head, chainmail rattled against bone.
"Keep talking."
***
The ghost of Gunnar Redtooth was just as disagreeable looking as the living
man. What flesh he had scowled at Aricyn's words, the remnants of his heavy
moustache hung heavy with seawater.
"You sent us to our doom, boy!" he bellowed. "I'm finally here
to have your head!"
Aricyn raised an eyebrow and drew his sword. Not the long, heavy sword that he
wore across his back, but the thin, lighter one that he carried always at his
waist. The one called Moon Riever.
"Oh, Think that will help you, do you, whelp?" Gunnar's ghost dropped
the long spear and drew his own sword.
"I've been wanting to do this for a long time. I'm just happy to
have a good excuse."
Gram scowls a bit; he can understand a warrior's frustration at coming to
battle and finding it long over, even if these particular Nords were taking
things entirely too far.
"I'd watch myself lad if I were you," he mutters to Nalion, keeping
his eye on the eyeless ghost.
Loranna, meanwhile, looks over at Tris. "Men dueling," she mutters
quietly, staring at Gunnar as he advances on Aricyn.
Posted by: Meridia May 29 2005, 01:55 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 09:48 PM)
Aricyn raised an eyebrow and drew his sword. Not the long, heavy sword that he
wore across his back, but the thin, lighter one that he carried always at his
waist. The one called Moon Riever.
Drevorus' eyes opened wide... yes, that was Dagons weapon, the Moon Riever...
long thought to be lost during Meridia's campain against Azura. He looked again
at the man... he seemed to be a member of the guild... or somthing like that...
but he was definatly far beyond Drevorus' league... there was somthing...
strange about this nord... almost familiar... the Dremora reappeared, and
whispered back to Drevorus that his request would be granted... He jumped off
the tower, and strode towards the battlescene, his Illusion faltering for a
second...
Posted by: Nalion May 29 2005, 02:07 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 01:48 PM)
"You giving orders, Breton?" the eyeless ghost waved a
hand at his companions. "Here we are, all dressed up an no one to
kill."
He lowered his fleshless head, chainmail rattled against bone.
"Keep talking."
All ghosts that the party encountered so far had seemed to have a purpose and
an unfinished business when they reappeared in this world. The mage did not
want to fight, this fight could never be won. All unnecessary bloodshed would be
on the side of the defenders. And for what reason?
He took a breath and looked at the ghost.
"What battle in this world has ended so that you are forced to reappear
from the afterlife? A soldier must know when to take up a weapon, but he also
has to know when to lay it down!"
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 02:11 PM
The faintly glowing orbs that passed for Gunnar's eyes stared at
Aricyn's drawn sword.
"Oh, mean business, do you, whelp? Mean to take my soul away from me just
like you did my life? Well, I mean business too! You think this army follows
YOU? Do you think YOU are Chief here?"
The ghost snarled, and its face became even less human than before. It backed
away from the legendary weapon.
"I am Chief here! I should have bedded Magnilde! This is MY
army, and this is your end!"
Gunnar's ghost backed away more, until he was protected by his gleaming honor
guard.
"Kill him now, lads! Kill him and we can all rest!"
The ghost to Gunnar's right drew his sword, and looked at his companions.
"Make him bleed," Gunnar said through clenched teeth.
Two of the honor guard grabbed the ghostly man by his heavy arms.
"WHAT IS THIS?" Gunnar shouted, trying in vain to shake off his
attackers and free his sword arm. "Treachery! I am your Chief!"
As they drug him, wailing, back to the ship, the other tall Nord approached
Aricyn, and, kneeling, offered him his ghostly sword.
"We were delayed, my Chief, but we have come."
Aricyn recognized the kneeling ghost, and there was a tear in his eye.
"The battle is over, Hagen Greenhill. Go, now, to a warrior's rest. You've
done your part well."
All across the city, the fog lifted to reveal a starlit, peaceful night.
Posted by: Meridia May 29 2005, 02:17 PM
As the mist rose, Drevorus' illusion broke too
"Bah," he said, swinging his Daikatana into a passing guard, and
then, without any warning, slicing another, through his heavy plate metal
armour... He dissapated into thin air
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 02:19 PM
Gram watches Gunnar as he is dragged away by his own men,
fighting off a scowl. The moment he saw the ghost back into his honor guard, he
felt a surge of contempt; a cowardly specter was a most pitiful sight.
He hooks Flametongue to his back once more, and nods, giving Aricyn and Hagen a
grim smile. "Aye lads, sleep as honored warriors, your deeds remembered by
the living," he says quietly.
Loranna feels surprised; that wasn't quite how she thought things would end;
realizing who these ghosts were, and how they died, though, causes her to grow
quiet, remembering those who lost their lives in the Blue Dawn.
She rubs her eyes, clearing them of moisture.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 02:22 PM
"Well, this guy's dead, anyway," Tris said, looking at
the drunken man who had been struck by the axe. "And I think I'm going
home before anyone arrives to take a police report."
Allerleirauh saluted the Nord ships as they disappeared.
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 02:24 PM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 06:22 AM)
"Well, this guy's dead, anyway," Tris said,
looking at the drunken man who had been struck by the axe. "And I
think I'm going home before anyone arrives to take a police report."
Allerleirauh saluted the Nord ships as they disappeared.
"I said it once," Aricyn said quietly, "and I'll say it agian;
We should really do something about these ghosts.
"I need a drink."
"Whuff..." said the old wolf.
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 02:28 PM
QUOTE(Meridia @ May 29 2005, 08:17 AM)
As the mist rose, Drevorus' illusion broke too
"Bah," he said, swinging his Daikatana into a passing guard, and
then, without any warning, slicing another, through his heavy plate metal armour...
He dissapated into thin air
"Well ..." Gram says, "that's done and a night to remember this
has been; now though my throat is parched."
He turns, starts down the street, and trips over the slain bodies of the guards
the irate Duke cut down. "Pah! When did these fools get killed!" he
swears.
Loranna sighs. " ... I'm adopted, right?" she mutters, going over to
help Gram up.
Posted by: Nalion May 29 2005, 02:28 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 02:24 PM)
"I said it once," Aricyn said quietly, "and I'll
say it agian; We should really do something about these ghosts.
"I need a drink."
"Whuff..." said the old wolf.
Nalion quietly watched the boats disappear, glad that further bloodshed had
been prevented.
"Those who gave their life at Red Mountain were enough." he
whispered.
He walked up to Aricyn. "I could use a drink, too, my friend. First
round's on me."
Posted by: Meridia May 29 2005, 02:34 PM
A small girl seemingly appeared from out of nowhere, opposate
the Guild hall. In the confusion, noone noticed her... or him... Duke Drevorus
did not like this new Illusion one bit, but he was afraid that someone might
have seen him. But it was of little concequence. From what he saw, he picked
the ones to take back... he sat, and waited
Posted by: Rhedd May 29 2005, 02:42 PM
QUOTE(Nalion @ May 29 2005, 06:28 AM)
Nalion quietly watched the boats disappear, glad that further
bloodshed had been prevented.
"Those who gave their life at Red Mountain were enough." he
whispered.
He walked up to Aricyn. "I could use a drink, too, my friend. First
round's on me."
"I'll take you up on that, and happily," Aricyn said, laying a hand
on Nalion's shoulder and looking back at Allerleirauh.
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 02:47 PM
QUOTE(Rhedd @ May 29 2005, 08:42 AM)
"I'll take you up on that, and happily," Aricyn said,
laying a hand on Nalion's shoulder and looking back at Allerleirauh.
Loranna helps Gram to his feet.
"After tonight I could go for a mead myself," she says.
Posted by: Allerleirauh May 29 2005, 02:51 PM
QUOTE(Loranna @ May 29 2005, 07:47 AM)
Loranna helps Gram to his feet.
"After tonight I could go for a mead myself," she says.
"Come on then," Allerleirauh said. "I'm not intellectual enough
for the crowd at the Rat; let's go to the Jewels. Although you won't find good
mead here, Gram; you lived in the Imperial Province for enough years that I'm
surprised it doesn't burn a hole right through you anyway."
She grinned.
Posted by: Loranna May 29 2005, 02:56 PM
QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ May 29 2005, 08:51 AM)
"Come on then," Allerleirauh said. "I'm not
intellectual enough for the crowd at the Rat; let's go to the Jewels.
Although you won't find good mead here, Gram; you lived in the Imperial
Province for enough years that I'm surprised it doesn't burn a hole right
through you anyway."
She grinned.
Loranna hides a grin, though Allie can see the twinkle in her eye.
Gram laughs. "Ha! Well then, let's go see what they do have," he
says, conveniently forgetting he'd been drinking the Jewel's mead for the past
two days. "After the third tankard it all tastes like ambrosia
anyway."
"My dad, ale connoisseur," Loranna chuckles. "Come on people;
let's go before some other ghosts decide to show up."
She leads the way to the Emperor's Jewels, wondering how badly the wine she had
earlier would ruin the tavern's libations for her tongue.
Posted by: Aki May 29 2005, 04:04 PM
When the fog had appeared, Tohe had by that time, been driven
deeper into the alleyway, with several wounds and quite some damage done to his
saber. The Silver blade bounced off their armor like it was stone, which made
sense. Sabers were made for slashing and chopping, the way a Werewolf attacked
with claws most of the time, and the armor was stronger, Silver blades weren't
exactly high quality weapons.
Tohe ducked into a building that had a door into the alley, the interior of
which was rather ratty and badly maintained, likely abandoned, or the hideout
of some young kid's gang. He tossed the saber onto the table and quickly began
changing, it was the only way he'd get out of this without being maimed or
killed. He couldn't rely on armor for he had none, he needed the strength and
the agility.
By the time he had finished, he found out that the ghosts, being what they were,
weren't going to play fair. He only scarcely avoided the barrage of fireballs
by ducking into another room. Before they followed, he leapt out, taking the
first hunter down by brining his head down on the helmet. There was a
satisfying crunch as the Hunter's neck snapped under the blow. Tohe kept in
close of the mass of hunters. The Halberds would only be use at range, in these
close quarters they were scarcely useable, and that was all they had aside from
the occasional sword. The ghostly hunters became the hunted, and by the time
the fog that shrouded the city, and the ghostly Nordic fleet had departed, so
had the hunters. The only evidence of the fight were some blast marks in the
alley, the rather burnt room of the entrance to the relatively abandoned
building, and the wounded Werewolf occupying it. The ghosts and their equipment
vanished from this world. tohe stayed were he was, he couldn't leave like this,
night as it was. People tended to notice beasts running through streets, or on
roofs. Best to weather it out and knock the hell out of anyone who got curious
about the building.
QUOTE(Meridia @ May 29 2005, 08:34 AM)
A small girl seemingly appeared from out of nowhere, opposate
the Guild hall. In the confusion, noone noticed her... or him... Duke Drevorus
did not like this new Illusion one bit, but he was afraid that someone might
have seen him. But it was of little concequence. From what he saw, he picked
the ones to take back... he sat, and waited
Reichi was outside the Guildhall, having stood in the streets wondering what
was going on. He scrathed his silver haired head and looked around the street
as the fog Dissipated. He casually looked at those in the street, most were you
standard Breton citizens, and guards, of course. He shrugged, sheathing the
Dagger of Senses.
Posted by: evil bob May 30 2005, 05:14 AM
What is a man, what defines humanity? Is it death, that mortal
weight which pulls all toward a similar conclusion? Gimnius Tartakus sat, or
didn't sit, on a rock and pondered these things, while his mind steamed with a
prodigous fury. If this theatrical climax equalizes all in the eyes of the
gods, WHY IS IT THAT THEY COULD DO THIS AND REMAIN? The specter blanched, he
had only just become aware of the finality of the condition, and was indignant.
He was thinking, thinking that there could be nothing worse. The family - it
had lost a father. The town - it had lost a baker. The world - it had lost a
gentle soul. This soul could be gentle no longer.
Posted by: Arrogant_Hero May 30 2005, 06:50 PM
Daggerfall, Emperor’s Jewels...
The annoying, flapping, repetition of a fan, rotating in the Emperor’s Jewels
is the only thing to keep me company in the empty tavern. Everyone else fled at
the slightest feeling of danger. When the bell sounded they all started
running, damn near killing each other just to get out of here.
My braided hair shifts quietly on my shoulders, as I shake my head.
Being in the presence of all these cowards is enough to make me sick. Its
people like me that save this world, its people like me that fight, so cowards
like these people can live, and I’m sick of it. If these people had half a mind,
they would’ve known they where safe. I felt no danger, something told me
nothing would happen, and I trust my feelings, even more then I trust the words
of Gods themselves.
A small creak comes from the door as the barmaid enters. She is the first one
back. Just like a self centered human, the moment her baby smooth, skin was
safe and she was free from the malicious hands of danger, she wanted to make
sure no one robbed her tavern. Now that your life is safe, you’re back to being
the self-centered wench you where minutes before, isn’t that right, Sweetheart?
“Terrible specters were outside, Sir.” She says, pausing as if trying to put
her mind around my behavior. “Your curiosity didn’t eat at you? You didn’t have
the slightest interest in seeing if the town was going to be slaughtered by the
coming ghosts?”
My reply to her was simple.
“Another tankard of mead... please.”
Posted by: S'reddit May 30 2005, 08:38 PM
Solunastra
Bosriel could smell the fear in Daggerfall. She had been practicing walking after
twelve hundred years of floating in the Void, when it floated into her room
like the aroma of some delicious meal. There was something bad happening, and
many were frightened, but it was some distance away.
She considered asking Tamne to join her, but it was certain to be dangerous.
The dark girl did not want to put her only friend in Solunastra, her only
friend in the world except for Leseth, in harm’s way. But Bosriel could feel
the warmth in her flesh, and hunger clawing at her. Looking in the mirror, her
lips and eyes were bright white.
Bosriel slipped out a window, and floated over the roofs of Daggerfall.
Instinctively, she kept close to the eaves, staying in the darkest parts of the
dark town. The only place in the city she had been, the night before with
Tamne, was the docks, and that was where the fear was concentrated.
The crowd gathered there watching the ghostly Nords come closer filled her,
nourished her.
Was this to be her fate, she wondered, as her flesh turned black, her eyes red,
and a chill returned to her skin – to search out war, hauntings, massacres, all
the horrors of the world, to feed on the fear like a vulture? There were so
many beautiful things in the world beyond the Void, love, romance, contentment
… But the good things did not feed her. If Tamriel were ever at peace, she
would die.
Bosriel recognized several people from Solunastra, and when they dealt with the
undead Nords, she followed them. They went into the front door of the Emperor’s
Jewels, and she drifted in through a open window. In the shadows above, hidden
in the beams, the vampire watched and listened.
Posted by: Solin May 31 2005, 03:03 AM
Once more Solin set foot on the metal plated flooring of the
citizen-less city. In an instant he passed from absolute silence to being
greeted by the all too familiar sounds of mechanical harmony. Noises harkening
back to a time of fraying and fracture. A far reaching insanity that still
threatened to consume the unwary lurked in the corners, not just those of the
city.
He wandered an age before finding the spot he had been looking for. The gears
spun on the wall much like all the others. This mechanism in particular had a
large singular driving wheel with several others set about it, although, not
far away a second, not quite so large gear whirred in unison. Sighing, the
Dunmer cleared a spot next to the spinning mechanism and went in search of
another large gear.
When he had finished, a second mechanism stood nearly identical to the first.
It was the same save for two aspects. First, all of the work bore Solin's
particular brand of assembly. Second, it was dead, the driving gear hung
loosely on its axel, out of place with its kin. All that was left to add was
motivation and that would have to wait for the proper moment. Pleased with this
work, the mer swept the unused remnants into his pack and slung it over his
shoulder. Smiling, Solin departed, leaving the city once again to itself.
Posted by: Shardie May 31 2005, 05:53 PM
The Hall of the Battlefield Perched Precariously on top of a
High, High Mountian, Gaunlet of Heroes, Oblivion
Maranda could not believe the view. It was spectacular... as if she was on the
highest mountian in the world, looking down apon all of Tamriel. But a cold
bust of wind broke this amazement, as she saw a lightly armoured Redguard
standing, all alone, unarmed looking at her intensly. It was the Redguard that
spoke
"Welcome, Maranda Biennie, to the Seventh room of the Gauntlet of heroes.
Our regular comentator is not around, so I shall have to fill in. THis
spectacular place is the battlefield on the top of the world, although Prince
Meridia gave it a really silly name which I shall not repeat. I am who you must
face, the Redguard, Lacoriz, master of the sword..." Lacoriz said quietly.
"And you seem to be the most normal of them all..." Maranda replied
Lacoriz bowed and smiled, slowly getting into battle position. He closed his
eyes, and the mystical energies surrounded his hands... slowly, a sword formed.
No, this was not conjuring a Daedric Longblade from oblivion... this was
somthing else...
"Sword Saint..." Maranda said quietly under her breath
"Indeed," Lacoriz replied, dissapering from site and appearing right
above her. She drew her sword as fast as she could, and only just parried the
blow. Lacoriz jumped back, his sword crackling with energy, and spoke...
"Although I am supposed to go easy on you to keep ticket sales up for the
final battle, I have decided not to give you the luxury that the other six of
my fellows did, and go easy on you... although this is all a big money making
scheme for Prince Meridia, I wish to give our viewers somthing to cheer about.
You may have parried my first blow, Maranda Biennie, but you shall not leave
this battlefield alive..." he dissapeared yet again
Posted by: Meridia May 31 2005, 09:53 PM
Daggerfall City
It was painful sitting down... earlier a group of boys had asked him to play
ball with them... before that a guard asked where his mother was... this was no
way for a Daedric Duke to spend his summer... disguised as a little girl,
keeping watch over a guild house in the middle of a stinking human city. The
Duke got his prayers answered as his squire returned... telling him he was to
return to Oblivion immediatly for a "Plot Related Incident"... and so
he left the watching of the Guild house to his squire, whilst he returned to
Oblivion
Posted by: Shardie May 31 2005, 10:07 PM
he Hall of the Battlefield Perched Precariously on top of a
High, High Mountian, Gaunlet of Heroes, Oblivion
QUOTE
"Sword Saint..." Maranda said quietly under her breath
"Indeed," Lacoriz replied, dissapering from site and appearing right
above her. She drew her sword as fast as she could, and only just parried the
blow. Lacoriz jumped back, his sword crackling with energy, and spoke...
"Although I am supposed to go easy on you to keep ticket sales up for the
final battle, I have decided not to give you the luxury that the other six of
my fellows did, and go easy on you... although this is all a big money making
scheme for Prince Meridia, I wish to give our viewers somthing to cheer about.
You may have parried my first blow, Maranda Biennie, but you shall not leave
this battlefield alive..." he dissapeared yet again
Above? Below? To the left? To the right? A guess had to be made, and made soon.
Maranda closed her eyes, and felt in her heart to block to the right... the
clank of metal and energy struck... but the pressure on her sword was no more,
another attack... above! Clank! The sword blocked again, but only lightly as
she prepared for another attack... her heart said from the left, but her brain
said from the right... Maranda opened her eyes, and chanted a Massive Area
Effect Fire spell before he could strike again as the fireball engulfed a 20 ft
radius, Lacoriz appeared again, at a safe distance.
He was just too quick. She could feel where he was comming from the vibrations
in the air... but such skill can be faked he dissapeared once more, as Maranda
once again felt the wind pressure... the right! Yet she felt somthing strange,
her sword leaving her hands. Opening her eyes once more, she saw the sword fly
through the air, and land on the far side of the battlefield. Lacoriz stopped
the atack, his blade but inches from her throat...
"The game is over, my dear breton, this is the end!"
Is this the end for this RP's main heroine? Will the Villanous Meridia and
her Evil Henchmen slay our Heroine, or will by some miricle will she be able to
defeat the vicious Lacoriz without a sword, and without much magic? Find out in
the next episode of "GAUNTLET OF HEROES!!!" (only on Oblivi-vision,
not avalible in Coldharbour Moonshadow)
Posted by: Arynel Jun 2 2005, 07:38 AM
Arynel returned to the guildhouse, and throughout Daggerfall
copies of a pamplet could now be found, though they left no indication as to
their creator. The Breton took a walk through the garden, trying to find a
peaceful spot to ease his mind.
Victory is reserved for he who triumphs, the enemy will come again and
again, each aspect more deadly than the last, and in all ways he is as a
striking serpent who keeps in his mouth the venom of the sea, or a raging
dragon who keeps in his maw the fire of the stars. Of him it is said even the
gods tremble, and he takes his place in the high heavens and he travels over
the whole world and unto him arrows are broken and blades made blunt, armor
breaks against the weight of his blows and his voice is like a tumultuous wind.
Behold, a city has been built, which is a jewel on a crown, and see that one
comes of divine prospect and he brings with him eight stars and of their light
he makes a lantern and a watch post. To his city multitudes come, like flocks
of sheep seeking after green pastures, for wolves bite at their heels and unto
them he offers rest and respite, though the wolves are his, and he is the
dragon also. He comes like a raging storm and he devours nations, and he is
then also the great light bringer for he carries with him eight stars.
On his mantle is arranged eight jewels which are pieces of a dream, though the
dream is never realized, for in all things he is a dragon and a biting serpent
and he seeks to devour. The dream stands alone as a testament such as a lone
tree where all others have been cut down, and the dream becomes a sword which
is the only blade made able to cut him, and it is found within his crushing
coils, and hidden away inside his fiery muzzle.
Victory is reserved for he who triumphs, the enemy is bathed in radiant light
and you must walk the paths which are left behind by his fleeting shadow. They
go and offer alms to the altars of their gods, and who is there without debt?
He takes his place in the high heavens and he travels over the whole world and
unto him come swarming multitudes and he devours every single one.
Posted by: Shardie Jun 2 2005, 08:00 AM
The Hall of the Battlefield Perched Precariously on top of a
High, High Mountian, Gaunlet of Heroes, Oblivion
QUOTE
He was just too quick. She could feel where he was comming from
the vibrations in the air... but such skill can be faked he dissapeared once
more, as Maranda once again felt the wind pressure... the right! Yet she felt
somthing strange, her sword leaving her hands. Opening her eyes once more, she
saw the sword fly through the air, and land on the far side of the battlefield.
Lacoriz stopped the atack, his blade but inches from her throat...
"The game is over, my dear breton, this is the end!"
"It aint over yet!" Maranda yelled, summoning a Daedric Longblade to
her left hand, knocking the sword out of the way, "Not by a long
shot!" She summoned a second blade, and lunged it towards Lacoriz, who
regained his composure, and parried the attack with his spirit blade. Maranda,
with her left sword struck again, a move that was easily parried, as Lacoriz
jumped back carmly out of her reach, "do you not realize that there is no
dual welding here?" he said
"There was in Daggerfall, are we not in Daggerfall?" Maranda replied
"You fool, we are in Oblivion, did you not read the Dev interview? No duel
welding in Oblivion!" Lacoriz replied angrily
"What the hell are you talking about!" Maranda said, charging in,
striking at Lacoriz wildly with her blades. Lacoriz was easily parrieing her
attacks, yet was being pushed back ever so slightly... yet as Maranda was about
to strike, the spell failed... the binding dissapeared... Lacoriz smiled, as
his blade prepared to strike at her neck, "Its all over, Maranda
Biennie"
"Indeed it is, Lacoriz, indeed it is" Maranda said, pulling off a
Telekinesis spell, her sword flying from the ground, hitting Lacoriz in the
back of the head, knocking him out cold, she sheathed her sword, "Its all
over..." she was teleported on to the next room...
Posted by: Loranna Jun 3 2005, 03:27 AM
Daggerfall - Solunastra
Gram Pyrel was a man who believed - more or less - in doing what he set his
mind to do; having decided to tell Loranna about the Pyrel's family history, he
meant to tell her. The trouble was finding a good time to do so; Gram found
himself in the unenviable position of being most relaxed around the daughter he
abandoned many years ago when there was some sort of danger afoot. However,
when ghost legions sail into the harbor or giant skeletons menace the land,
it's usually a bad idea to recount other heroic legends and a better idea to
start making some of your own there and then. Hence, Gram found himself in a
bit of a conumdrum.
Fortunately, Loranna provided an answer:
"Dad, mind if we spar a bit?" Loranna asked him suddenly. "I had
something in mind I wanted to work on ..."
Gram wondered if any other father in the world was ever asked by his own
daughter to try to sink his axe or sword into her flesh; he sincerely doubted
it. He wondered if any other daughter had ever asked their father to let her
try to fry him with lightning magic or paralyize him before skewering him or
just plain throwing a rock at his head with telekenesis, and he found himself
thinking several probably have or would have if they had half a chance.
"Dad, relax; I gave you the potion already," Loranna had said, and
Gram had shrugged and attacked, trying to prevent Loranna from getting a spell
off. Back and forth father and daughter went; sometimes Gram managed to disrupt
her spellcasting, sometimes Loranna left Gram rooted to the floor and smacked
him over the head with a mace.
After an hour or so of sparring, though, Gram found he was ready to speak to
Loranna; she'd been siezing the advantage for the last seven exchanges anyway
...
Posted by: Shardie Jun 3 2005, 05:33 AM
The Collaseum of Champions, Oblivion
The noise from above was deafining... there sounded like there were hundreds,
no thousands of people in the staduim above her. Of course, Maranda could not
count them... she was in a cell... she had just finished preparing, when there
was a knock on the door, as it opened. A tall, handsome Dremora walked into the
room,
"It is time" Drevious said slowly, "Are you ready?"
"Indeed, cute looking Dremora" Maranda replied, as the Duke lead her
to the battlefield
The camera swooped around the collaseum, forming a close up of Meridia herself,
who took the microphone in her hand, and started to speak
"To all of the viewers on OBLIVI-Vision ™ who have followed the Gauntlet
this far, it has been a hard couple of weeks. But finally, we are at the final
of our eight challanges. Before us, is the challanger to the Gauntlet, fighting
for her freedom from my evil grasp, Maranda Biennie of Daggerfall!" there
was a cheer from the dremora as a flame antronach fired flame into the air,
"And her challanger," the door on the opposate side of the stadium
opened, as a massive armoured creature appeared. twelve meters tall, he had two
massive broadswords in each of his hands, his armour covered his entire body,
and each step he made shook the stadium to the ground, "Lord Landon of
Cyrodiil!!!!!!!"
Posted by: dentris Jun 3 2005, 09:55 PM
Info for P'Rassha
Race: Cathay-raht Khajjit (the biggest 2 legged breed)
Class: Rogue
Sex: Male
P'Rassha is an impressive mountain of muscle and grace. He is able to lift a
man with one hand and easily jump across cliffs while others believe it is
impossible. His fur is orangish with darker patch scattered all around his
body, much like a jaguar.
He wears gears from all over Tamriel: a bosmeri bow, a nordic axe, a dunmeri
netch leather cuirass, and a strange and fascinating pendant, finely worked
with a beautifulruby incrusted in the middle.
Daggerfall --- A Dark Alley
"P'Rassha wants this soul gem. No matter the price, P'Rassha will buy
it."
The dark figure was, at the least, not very reliable, but it was the only one
he could approach for such a shaddy deal. People say Arkay protects the soul of
the mortals with its magic, but it was possible, with a twist of fate to get
the soul of someone into a soul gem. And with the phatomatic apparitions
getting even more common, it was only a matter of time before a dead adventurer
known by P'Rassha was captured.
The merchant was holding a fairly large blue gem into his hand. Magic clearly
radiated from it. He was asking for a large amount of money, but it was not a
problem for P'Rassha, he had more than enough. He was to naive though, because
as soon as he gave the man the money, dark figures joined with the shaddy
dealer. Assassins. P'Rassha knew they were there to backstab him, but he
couldn't help but think it was a waste. People would die in this alley, and it
would not be him.
Before the first one was on him, he grabbed his arm and jumped above him.
Everybody else followed the khajjit's movement, but before he landed on the
ground, he clawed the face of another assasin.
The latter grabbed his face and felt on the floor, bleeding horribly. With a
quick movement of his tail, P'Rassha regained its balance and draw his axe. At
the sight of the large War Axe in the khajjit's hands, his attackers hesitated,
for one second. But that second was enough for another assassin to fall on the
ground, an open gap in his belly.
Only 3 enemy remained. Two assassins and the dealer, still holding the gem and
the money. It was not long before the dealer ran in the opposite direction with
an assassin, while the other tried to buy some time. With a swift kick,
P'Rassha made his opponent flew into a nearby wall and took his bow. The first
arrow went directly into the remaining assassin's heart. The second made the
dealer drop the money bag and the last one pierced right into the merchant's
hand holding the gem.
P'Rassha was incredibly fast, even for a khajjit. The merchant left the money
and the gem on the ground and fled. P'Rassha let him go. He had what he needed
anyway.
He grabbed Freluk gra-Gorak's soul gem and the money, then left the dark alley.
His bussiness for the day were done.
Posted by: Shardie Jun 3 2005, 11:21 PM
QUOTE
The camera swooped around the collaseum, forming a close up of
Meridia herself, who took the microphone in her hand, and started to speak
"To all of the viewers on OBLIVI-Vision ™ who have followed the Gauntlet
this far, it has been a hard couple of weeks. But finally, we are at the final
of our eight challanges. Before us, is the challanger to the Gauntlet, fighting
for her freedom from my evil grasp, Maranda Biennie of Daggerfall!" there
was a cheer from the dremora as a flame antronach fired flame into the air,
"And her challanger," the door on the opposate side of the stadium
opened, as a massive armoured creature appeared. twelve meters tall, he had two
massive broadswords in each of his hands, his armour covered his entire body,
and each step he made shook the stadium to the ground, "Lord Landon of
Cyrodiil!!!!!!!"
Maranda looked at the fiend before her... he was once a human, but now he was a
heavily armed fiend. How to defeat him? Magic would not work, nor would the
sword, as they were all too big. Summons would not work, well, perhaps flamey
would... but she had already used him today... "Lets try this..." she
said, casting desintergrate armour on her blade, followed by a Mark spell, and
levetation. She flew up to Landons heavily armoured head, and swungher sword
into the armour, casting recall to avoid his blow, then flew in and sliced her
blade at Landon's knees. Maranda cast recall again, and serveyed the damage.
Yes, the armour was dented, but it seemed like it would take forever to defeat
him this way. Maranda dodgeded to the left as the massive blade that Landon
held swung down to strike her, and then blasted a fireball at the armour, that
was strangely reflected back. Maranda quickly cast a shield spell that absorbed
the blast, yet pushed her back. Perhaps a Dispel spell would stop the
enchantment? No... what was she thinking? The massive sword swung again, and Maranda
dodged it once more...
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 02:09 AM
Solunastra
Training with her father was helpful for developing strategies against the
typical fighter's tricks for mages, but to really improve in her shortblade
technique, Loranna needed someone who knew shortblades well. Gram was getting
restless anyway and was exploring the area around Daggerfall, looking for the
bears Tris had promised were there somewhere.
Loranna hoped her father would be all right; their talk after their sparring
match had turned to the topic of her mother, and Loranna was still wondering
what to make of her father's comment "You have much of your mother in
you."
Looking around, Loranna finds Reichi. "Hi dear; would you show me some
sword techniques? With the Mage Guild closed I might as well work on my other
skills for a bit, lest I forget which end of the blade to hold."
Posted by: Shardie Yesterday, 02:19 AM
QUOTE
Maranda looked at the fiend before her... he was once a human, but now he was a
heavily armed fiend. How to defeat him? Magic would not work, nor would the
sword, as they were all too big. Summons would not work, well, perhaps flamey
would... but she had already used him today... "Lets try this..." she
said, casting disintegrate armour on her blade, followed by a Mark spell, and
levitation. She flew up to Landons heavily armoured head, and swung her sword
into the armour, casting recall to avoid his blow, then flew in and sliced her
blade at Landon's knees. Maranda cast recall again, and surveyed the damage.
Yes, the armour was dented, but it seemed like it would take forever to defeat
him this way. Maranda dodgeded to the left as the massive blade that Landon
held swung down to strike her, and then blasted a fireball at the armour, that
was strangely reflected back. Maranda quickly cast a shield spell that absorbed
the blast, yet pushed her back. Perhaps a Dispel spell would stop the
enchantment? No... what was she thinking? The massive sword swung again, and
Maranda dodged it once more...
Levitate again, another fireball... all of which failed... If only she had
Flamey... but she had already summoned him today... hang on, she thought, this
day had seemed allot longer than a day... still in levitation, Lord Landon
swung his sword again, Maranda cast recall, only to find Landon's second sword
swinging down on her Mark. She cast jump, and avoided the blade by a miracle,
only to find the other blade swinging at her. Recall again, she used the Jump
spell which was still active to jump out of Landon's reach She swiped the ring
on her finger and yelled out, "I SUMMON THEE!!!! FLAMEY!"
{directors note, start the high beat hero music here}
ROAR!!!!!!
The Flame Monarch appeared to the gasp of the audience... 20 foot tall, it
seems that he had gained a pair of firey swords. Landon tried to strike the
Flame Monarch, who easily parried the clumsy attack, before thrusting his sword
right through Landons Armour... the force of the blast sending Landon crashing
into the colosseum... then without warning, the heavily armoured Landon
exploded... cheers rose from the audience, as a pit opened up beneath Maranda,
and down she fell...
"Wait in there for a while Maranda, the final test is just around the
corner..." Meridia said, as Maranda fell into the dark abyss
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 02:23 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 4 2005, 08:09 PM)
Looking around, Loranna finds Reichi. "Hi dear; would
you show me some sword techniques? With the Mage Guild closed I might as
well work on my other skills for a bit, lest I forget which end of the blade to
hold."
Reichi turned to Loranna, before grinning. "Sure thing Loranna," he
said. "You could use some close combat training, as most mages fold when
the opponent closes in otherwise. Just how things work."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 02:31 AM
QUOTE(Aki @ Jun 4 2005, 08:23 PM)
Reichi turned to Loranna, before grinning. "Sure thing
Loranna," he said. "You could use some close combat training, as most
mages fold when the opponent closes in otherwise. Just how things work."
Loranna chuckled. "This is why I have so many short-range spells,"
she mutters. "Later on, you should compare notes with my father about
tackling mages; anyway, let's go."
In the practice area, Loranna gives Reichi one of her super healing potions, selecting
a practice blade and set of light armor. "Thought I'd do some practice in
armor and some out today, if that's all right with you. In case I get caught in
a fight without my armor sometime."
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 02:33 AM
Arynel bent down at the waist, cupping the violet bloom
carefully in his hand. After studying the components of the blossom, the Breton
removed his hand, stood upright, and continued walking through the garden. He
stopped again at another flower that caught his interest.
He was without arms, his sword was not with him, and neither was his cloak, or
the shirt which Allerlierauh had given him as a gift. Now he wore only simple
traveler’s clothes, and it looked almost as if he had been taken from some
place where flowers like these would bloom without the guiding hand of man.
Posted by: Shardie Yesterday, 02:36 AM
Blam! Maranda landed on a soft matress and looked around the
room. There were eight other people, but only the redguard was consious, a
redguard she remembered...
"Your... your Lacoriz? are you not?" Maranda asked
"Indeed I am, Maranda... the others here," Lacoriz guestured to the
other seven people, "Are those who you fought in the Gauntlet of Heroes.
For some reason, they are unconsious..."
"But... how do you remember me?" Maranda asked
Lacoriz sighed, "Because I faced you without being mutated... the fact of
the matter is, that these people will proberly not remember you at all..."
Maranda looked around, to see bars surrounding the room, a black abyss before
them... a shimmer appeared, and Duke Drevious appeared on the other side of the
bars. "The final test shall begin shortly. Be prepared for it..." The
duke dissapeared, leaving the party alone
Daggerfall
"My lord, everything is ready on our end"
"Yes, and everything is ready on my end... now all we have to do is wait
for the right people to come, and then we can finish what we started..."
Drevious said, looking at the tall, foreboding Guild House called Solunastra...
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 02:47 AM
Reichi nodded and downed the potion. He exchanged his armor for
a training set of light armor. He didn't want it to get ruined. He went through
enough armor as it was. He drew the Dagger of Senses, grinning wolfishly at
Loranna. "Allright, the first thing to fighting with a shortblade is
speed, use the lightness and size of the blade to strike fast," he said,
charging on Loranna, continuing to talk as they trained. "If at all
possible, aim for vital areas, esspecially the throat." Reichi moved with
lightning speed, his blade dancing through the air, feinting and striking from
unexpected angles. "If you can't hit a vital area, strike what you can as
much as possible, if you can't score a vital hit, you can make them bleed to
death."
"Strike like a viper, get in, score a blow, and back out."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 03:04 AM
QUOTE(Aki @ Jun 4 2005, 08:47 PM)
Reichi nodded and downed the potion. He exchanged his armor for
a training set of light armor. He didn't want it to get ruined. He went through
enough armor as it was. He drew the Dagger of Senses, grinning wolfishly at
Loranna. "Allright, the first thing to fighting with a shortblade is
speed, use the lightness and size of the blade to strike fast," he said,
charging on Loranna, continuing to talk as they trained. "If at all
possible, aim for vital areas, esspecially the throat." Reichi moved with
lightning speed, his blade dancing through the air, feinting and striking from
unexpected angles. "If you can't hit a vital area, strike what you can as
much as possible, if you can't score a vital hit, you can make them bleed to
death."
"Strike like a viper, get in, score a blow, and back out."
Loranna exchanges blows with Reichi, watching his form; he was quick as a viper
and she felt herself take more than one slash across her throat or stab in the
places where the armor didn't quite cover her skin. It hurt, quite a bit
sometimes, but she had grown used enough to taking blows by now that she could
keep her attention focused on learning.
It was actually kind of enchanting, seeing Reichi in action; her werewolf mer
wasn't intentionally trying to be flashy or theatric but all the same his
movements were fluid and graceful, the mark of a skilled fighter. She'd noticed
that quality in Dragon when she learned how to use a mace, and she had even
seen it in her father, hidden under his brute power and cleaving attacks.
She was just getting into the groove of moving her sword, her innate grace
coming into play, when Reichi mamaged to drive his sword right into her heart;
she looked down at the blade, blinking for a moment, and then something in her
mind clicked and she broke down laughing.
... Opposite of innocence, she thinks, as she pulls herself off of
Reichi's sword.
"Sorry, sorry," she mutters, "Okay; let's do some more and then
lemme try fighting without armor ..."
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 03:54 AM
Reichi smirked. "You might as well not be wearing any,
Working with light armor is not the same as without, but the main princible is
the same, don't get hit. Of course, with light armor, you want to roll with the
blow, minimizes the damage to the armor, keeps blades from punching through
it," Reichi said, resuming his attack. They continued to spar some more in
light armor, Loranna managing to score a few blows that would have normally
been lethal, but healed quickly due to the potions. The sensation of the
incredible healing wasn't too alien to Reichi, shifting was similar to it,
flesh and bone rearranging. Just for shifting, it didn't rearrange to the old
pattern, it moved somewhere else. And it hurt a hell of a lot more.
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 05:21 AM
QUOTE(Aki @ Jun 4 2005, 09:54 PM)
Reichi smirked. "You might as well not be wearing any,
Working with light armor is not the same as without, but the main princible is
the same, don't get hit. Of course, with light armor, you want to roll with the
blow, minimizes the damage to the armor, keeps blades from punching through
it," Reichi said, resuming his attack. They continued to spar some more in
light armor, Loranna managing to score a few blows that would have normally
been lethal, but healed quickly due to the potions. The sensation of the
incredible healing wasn't too alien to Reichi, shifting was similar to it,
flesh and bone rearranging. Just for shifting, it didn't rearrange to the old
pattern, it moved somewhere else. And it hurt a hell of a lot more.
"Well, to be honest my usual armor has a little more heft to it than this
does," Loranna says, tapping her cuirass. "Anyway, to continue
..."
After some more training, both in armor and out, Loranna holds up her hand.
"Okay, enough for now; my appetite is whetted something fierce. Come on;
I'll treat you to a drink and a meal, your choice of tavern."
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 05:24 AM
Reichi nodded, and got rid of the training armor, redressing in
his Wolf fur armor. "I don't know any of the taverns here though, so any
one will do," Reichi said. Both left the training room, and then,
Solunastra.
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 05:28 AM
Fresh air, that was what he needed right now. Nalion had spent a
lot of time between the shelves of the library in Solunastra, but now all those
books seemed to wear him out.
Yes, fresh air and a nice walk around Daggerfall would be good now.
The mage rose and headed down the stairs where he almost bumped into Reichi and
Loranna. Nalion greeted them with a smile and followed them outside.
Posted by: Meridia Yesterday, 05:33 AM
A tall, darkskinned man approched the three, bumping into
Loranna accidently, dropping a basket of lillies he was carring, "I am
sorry, my lady," the duke said with great respect, "But my lord needs
your presence..." the light shone on his face, showing the features that
were obviously from a denzen of Oblivion. His hand touched the ground, and the
ground dissapeared, a void into Oblivion had been opened, and the three
adventurers fell headlong into the void beneath them...
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 05:38 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 4 2005, 11:33 PM)
A tall, darkskinned man approched the three, bumping into
Loranna accidently, dropping a basket of lillies he was carring, "I am
sorry, my lady," the duke said with great respect, "But my lord needs
your presence..." the light shone on his face, showing the features that
were obviously from a denzen of Oblivion. His hand touched the ground, and the
ground dissapeared, a void into Oblivion had been opened, and the three
adventurers fell headlong into the void beneath them...
Loranna gave a little oof as she was bumped into, saying "Sorry about tha
... what, who?"
Then, the Duke whipped off his cloak, and she hissed "Daedra!",
raising her hands to cast protective magic for herself and the others - and
that's when the ground fell out from underneath her feet.
She was falling; she cried out in surprise and alarm, having enough presence of
mind to activate her bracelet of levitation. But the void below her wasn't a
normal gaping hole, and she continues to fall, disoriented and confused.
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 05:43 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 05:33 AM)
A tall, darkskinned man approched the three, bumping into
Loranna accidently, dropping a basket of lillies he was carring, "I am
sorry, my lady," the duke said with great respect, "But my lord needs
your presence..." the light shone on his face, showing the features that
were obviously from a denzen of Oblivion. His hand touched the ground, and the
ground dissapeared, a void into Oblivion had been opened, and the three
adventurers fell headlong into the void beneath them...
Old reflexes of a trained mage were kicking in as Nalion spotted what that
"person" really was. Taking a stap back to gain room, he began to
mutter an incantation...
Then, there was a sensation of falling and the spell fizzled as if cast by a
novice. Subsequent tries to cast slowfall did not even create a fizzle. Nalion
felt naked... and somehow helpless.
Posted by: Meridia Yesterday, 05:50 AM
Blam! The three adventurers landed on a large, kingsized bed,
that broke their fall... apart from the bed, there was nothing, yet if our
adventurers looked up, they could see a large cage with a Redguard, a Breton,
and seven unconscious Paladins within it. The Duke appeared in his brilliant
self,
"I bid you welcome, noble heroes, for this is the Gauntlet of Heroes... or
at least it was a few days ago. Since then it has been reinvited for this, the
fifth test... I am the one who shall be administering this test, Duke Drevious,
a Daedric Duke of a noble class. Now I am sure you all wish to slay me right
now, but before you get down to it, lets lay down a few ground rules. This is
Oblivion, this is my realm, and your goal is to defeat me. Your weapons will
not work, your magic will not work..." the Duke clicked his fingers, as
the room turned into a classical 19th century main bedroom. He drew his sword,
"now... bring it on!"
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 05:57 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 4 2005, 11:50 PM)
Blam! The three adventurers landed on a large, kingsized bed,
that broke thier fall... apart from the bed, there was nothing, yet if our
adventurers looked up, they could see a large cage with a Redguard, a Breton,
and seven unconsious Palidins within it. The Duke appeared in his magsetic
self,
"I bid you welcome, noble heroes, for this is the Gauntlet of Heroes... or
at least it was a few days ago. Since then it has been renivated for this, the
fifth test... I am the one who shall be administering this test, Duke Drevious,
a Daedric Duke of a noble class. Now I am sure you all wish to slay me right
now, but before you get down to it, lets lay down a few ground rules. This is
Oblivion, this is my realm, and your goal is to defeat me. Your weapons will
not work, your magic will not work..." the Duke clicked his fingers, as
the room turned into a classical 19th century main bedroom. He drew his sword,
"now... bring it on!"
Loranna's head stops spinning, to her relief. She looks up at the cage above
them, then to the bed they're on and the Daedra Duke telling them why they're
here.
Drevious can see Loranna's eyes narrow a bit as she realizes they're in a giant
bedroom, and in her thoughts, amid the surprise and anger and concern, is a
single thread, shining and piqued:
No weapons, no magic, and a giant bed - this has got to be one of Sanguine's
minions ...
Not trusting the word of a strange Daedra, Loranna tries casting a shield
spell, but the magic definitely doesn't obey her will; a hastily glugged potion
proves to have no effect that she can discern. Loranna starts to worry.
With little else going for her right now, she grabs a heavy candlestick from
off a small table, wondering if it will do anything to this Daedra ...
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 05:59 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 05:50 AM)
Blam! The three adventurers landed on a large, kingsized bed,
that broke their fall... apart from the bed, there was nothing, yet if our
adventurers looked up, they could see a large cage with a Redguard, a Breton,
and seven unconscious Paladins within it. The Duke appeared in his brilliant
self,
"I bid you welcome, noble heroes, for this is the Gauntlet of Heroes... or
at least it was a few days ago. Since then it has been reinvited for this, the
fifth test... I am the one who shall be administering this test, Duke Drevious,
a Daedric Duke of a noble class. Now I am sure you all wish to slay me right
now, but before you get down to it, lets lay down a few ground rules. This is
Oblivion, this is my realm, and your goal is to defeat me. Your weapons will
not work, your magic will not work..." the Duke clicked his fingers, as
the room turned into a classical 19th century main bedroom. He drew his sword,
"now... bring it on!"
Nalion tried to regain his composure after the fall and the landing in the bed.
Something felt wrong here, very wrong. No, it wasn't that they had landed in a
bed with a daedric minion adressing them, the surroundings and the general feel
was just plain wrong.
"Oblivion..." he muttered.
Nalion looked over to Loranna failing at one of her spells and decided not to
waste his time by trying out himself. Instead, he tried to look at the area to
find something that might be helpful.
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 06:02 AM
Reichi grinned, standing. "Fine, don't need 'em," he
said. "Now, any final words? Or should i just tear your throat out
now?" he asked, flexing his fingers. Reichi's eyes turned from a blood red
to a golden color. "See, you were fine abducting the other two, me, i
don't need magick."
Within moments, and with hardly a exclaimation of pain, Reichi had assumed his
other form. This time however, his armor hadn't been destroyed. Obviously more
flexible than it looked.
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 06:03 AM
Daggerfall
P'Rassha, is recently gained soulgem in hand heard a faint sound as he emerged
from the back alley. A simple shout, but enough for him to recognize the voice.
It was the Nordic girl he accompanied to Solstheim.
He looked in the street, but they were nowhere to be seen. But it was not his
imagination. He heard a shout, and flowers were scattered on the street. With
the ghosts all around, it was more than enough to get P'Rassha to be worried,
and he hurried to Solunastra, where he was sure to find some help, but with his
auditory hallucinations and his new soul gem.
Posted by: Meridia Yesterday, 06:06 AM
QUOTE(Aki @ Jun 5 2005, 02:02 PM)
Reichi grinned, standing. "Fine, don't need 'em," he
said. "Now, any final words? Or should i just tear your throat out
now?" he asked, flexing his fingers. Reichi's eyes turned from a blood red
to a golden color. "See, you were fine abducting the other two, me, i
don't need magick."
Within moments, and with hardly a exclaimation of pain, Reichi had assumed his
other form. This time however, his armor hadn't been destroyed. Obviously more
flexible than it looked.
At this, Drevious smiled... "A servent of the hunter... I did indeed want
a good battle..." he clicked his fingers as the candlestick Loranna was
holding turned into a snake, "But not even your powers granted to you by
your master can take on the likes of a Daedric Duke!" His vision was but
an aftershadow, as he reappeared behind Reichi, his sword ready to strike,
"For I make the rules here, not you!"
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 06:06 AM
QUOTE(dentris @ Jun 4 2005, 10:03 PM)
Daggerfall
P'Rassha, is recently gained soulgem in hand heard a faint sound as he emerged
from the back alley. A simple shout, but enough for him to recognize the voice.
It was the Nordic girl he accompanied to Solstheim.
He looked in the street, but they were nowhere to be seen. But it was not his
imagination. He heard a shout, and flowers were scattered on the street. With
the ghosts all around, it was more than enough to get P'Rassha to be worried, and
he hurried to Solunastra, where he was sure to find some help, but with his
auditory hallucinations and his new soul gem.
Arynel, who was still wearing simple traveler's clothes, had been headed
towards the door to take a small walk through the city. Opening the door he
found P'Rassha standing on the other side, holding a strange soulgem in his
paws.
"Hello, what is this you bring with you? Would you like to come
inside?"
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 06:10 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 4 2005, 11:06 PM)
Arynel, who was still wearing simple traveler's clothes, had
been headed towards the door to take a small walk through the city.
Opening the door he found P'Rassha standing on the other side, holding a
strange soulgem in his paws.
"Hello, what is this you bring with you? Would you like to come
inside?"
P'Rassha seemed surprised, he looked as if he didn't knew where to begin. He
hesitated for a few seconds, but finally found his situation quite embarassing
and entered the building, sitting on the first chair he encountered.
"P'Rassha wants to know where Loranna-Lady is. P'Rassha has a bad feeling.
Do you know where she is?"
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 06:10 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 12:06 AM)
At this, Drevious smiled... "A servent of the hunter... I
did indeed want a good battle..." he clicked his fingers as the
candlestick Loranna was holding turned into a snake, "But not even your
powers granted to you by your master can take on the likes of a Daedric
Duke!" His vision was but an aftershadow, as he reappeared behind Reichi,
his sword ready to strike, "For I make the rules here, not you!"
Reichi turned swiftly, swinging his arm as he turned. Of course, this left
little room for Drevious to dodge. Reichi knew this, and it was a win-win
situation. Either Drevious teleported away, or suffered taking a serious blow
to the chest.
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 06:12 AM
QUOTE(dentris @ Jun 4 2005, 10:10 PM)
P'Rassha seemed surprised, he looked as if he didn't knew where
to begin. He hesitated for a few seconds, but finally found his situation quite
embarassing and entered the building, sitting on the first chair he encountered.
"P'Rassha wants to know where Loranna-Lady is. P'Rassha has a bad feeling.
Do you know where she is?"
Arynel sat down and wrinkled his brow in thought.
"I have not seen her in some time, though I do believe she was training
with Reichi a short time ago." The Breton said. "They have probably
gone off to a tavern or some such place, I would not worry about them just yet."
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 06:15 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 4 2005, 11:12 PM)
Arynel sat down and wrinkled his brow in thought.
"I have not seen her in some time, though I do believe she was training
with Reichi a short time ago." The Breton said. "They
have probably gone off to a tavern or some such place, I would not worry about
them just yet."
P'Rassha stress went down a little bit with Arynel comments, but Loranna wasn't
the only thing worrying him, it appeared. He almost forgot about the hard won
soul gem in his hand when he finally remembered why he came for the first
place.
"Maybe you could help P'Rassha with something else, then. P'Rassha just
bought this soul gem, and want to know what he can do with it."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 06:15 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 12:06 AM)
At this, Drevious smiled... "A servent of the hunter... I
did indeed want a good battle..." he clicked his fingers as the
candlestick Loranna was holding turned into a snake, "But not even your
powers granted to you by your master can take on the likes of a Daedric
Duke!" His vision was but an aftershadow, as he reappeared behind Reichi,
his sword ready to strike, "For I make the rules here, not you!"
Loranna instinctively throws the snake away, trying as an afterthought to aim
it for Drevious's head; she feels a stab of pain and blood drips from her
wrist, the snake's fangs having been closing on her as she flung it away.
The Duke was fast, like that other Daedra they faced back in the Blue Dawn; without
their magic this fight was going to be hard, even for Reichi, and she herself
may be poisoned right now for all she knew. She needed a weapon of some sort -
presuming it didn't turn into a hungry lion in her hands when she got it ...
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 06:16 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 06:06 AM)
At this, Drevious smiled... "A servent of the hunter... I
did indeed want a good battle..." he clicked his fingers as the
candlestick Loranna was holding turned into a snake, "But not even your powers
granted to you by your master can take on the likes of a Daedric Duke!"
His vision was but an aftershadow, as he reappeared behind Reichi, his sword
ready to strike, "For I make the rules here, not you!"
"Can't use weapons eh? But we can use what it is offered here..."
Nalion rolled from the bed and grabbed a pillow.
Hoping that the snowball fights back in Skyrim were enough, he launched the
pillow at Drevious, hoping to distract him so that Aki could go in for a blow.
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 06:18 AM
QUOTE(dentris @ Jun 4 2005, 10:15 PM)
P'Rassha stress went down a little bit with Arynel comments, but
Loranna wasn't the only thing worrying him, it appeared. He almost forgot about
the hard won soul gem in his hand when he finally remembered why he came for
the first place.
"Maybe you could help P'Rassha with something else, then. P'Rassha just
bought this soul gem, and want to know what he can do with it."
Arynel did not move from his seat, but gazed curiously at the soul gem.
"Well, I suppose, as with any soul gem, you could sell it, or use it to
enchant something," the Breton began, "Tell me, if I am worthy of
hearing, what plans do you have for it?"
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 06:21 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 4 2005, 11:18 PM)
Arynel did not move from his seat, but gazed curiously at the
soul gem.
"Well, I suppose, as with any soul gem, you could sell it, or use it to
enchant something," the Breton began, "Tell me, if I am worthy of
hearing, what plans do you have for it?"
The large khajjit moved his hand closer to his heart, as if protecting
something really precious, and reluncantly added:
"Well, P'Rassha knows what we can normally do with a soul gem. P'Rassha
even knows how to enchant weapons with it...a bit. But P'Rassha wants to know
if we can do something else with the soul inside, like speaking with it?"
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 06:23 AM
QUOTE(dentris @ Jun 4 2005, 10:21 PM)
The large khajjit moved his hand closer to his heart, as if
protecting something really precious, and reluncantly added:
"Well, P'Rassha knows what we can normally do with a soul gem. P'Rassha
even knows how to enchant weapons with it...a bit. But P'Rassha wants to know
if we can do something else with the soul inside, like speaking with it?"
Arynel nodded.
"Ah, I see," the Breton began, "Is it someone you know,
then?"
Posted by: Meridia Yesterday, 06:24 AM
The blow hit Drevious head on, as the illusion canceled, and
another Drevious appeared from his left, preparing to strike... Reichi had to
choose between the pillow, the snake, or Drevious's Dai-katana
Maranda and Lacoriz watched the fight below with intrest, as the others began
to stir... A myst entered the room, and formed in the shape of a young girl...
"Beneath you are those who have hated you. Beneath you are those who think
you enemy. Beneath you are those you hate and fear. Beneath you, they will
die..." the gate to the cell opened... "Yet you can make the
desision. Shall they, your enemies, die, at the blade of Duke Drevious? Or will
you stop them?" the image dissapeared, as Maranda looked up, seeing the
Duke standing on top of another cage, looking down on the battle in intrest
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 06:26 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 4 2005, 11:23 PM)
Arynel nodded.
"Ah, I see," the Breton began, "Is it someone you know,
then?"
P'Rassha's face changed, as if he understood he talked to much.
"Maybe...P'Rassha just want to know if it is possible. The ghost trapped
inside the gem might help me with some things..."
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 06:29 AM
Reichi moved to the side, getting hit with the pillow in the
process, which he grabbed and used to bat away the snake. The poor reptile
smashing into the wall of the chamber, and leaving more than a splatter. Reichi
tossed the pillow at Drevious. "Whuff.."
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 06:29 AM
QUOTE(dentris @ Jun 4 2005, 10:26 PM)
P'Rassha's face changed, as if he understood he talked to much.
"Maybe...P'Rassha just want to know if it is possible. The ghost trapped
inside the gem might help me with some things..."
"You seem tense," Arynel said, weaving a calm spell into his voice,
"You should relax, I am not one to pass undue judgement."
The Breton thought for a moment.
"There may perhaps be a way to speak to it, I am unsure. First, though,
tell me what you seek to know, and we can make further plans."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 06:33 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 12:24 AM)
The blow hit Drevious head on, as the illusion canceled, and
another Drevious appeared from his left, preparing to strike... Reichi had to
choose between the pillow, the snake, or Drevious's Dai-katana
Maranda and Lacoriz watched the fight below with intrest, as the others began
to stir... A myst entered the room, and formed in the shape of a young girl...
"Beneath you are those who have hated you. Beneath you are those who think
you enemy. Beneath you are those you hate and fear. Beneath you, they will
die..." the gate to the cell opened... "Yet you can make the
desision. Shall they, your enemies, die, at the blade of Duke Drevious? Or will
you stop them?" the image dissapeared, as Maranda looked up, seeing the
Duke standing on top of another cage, looking down on the battle in intrest
Loranna's arm throbs, and her head feels heavy; the snake was indeed poisonous.
The Duke ...
Memories of being in the hole in Gemin, a venomous monkey's bile coursing
through her, flood her mind for a moment; she grits her teeth and summons her
willpower to force them away, to keep on her feet.
Their opponent was faster then them, and she was wounded; they needed a plan
...
She leans on the bed for a second to catch her breath and has a sudden
inspiration; glancing at Nalion she mouths Get Him Here, as she grabs
the corner of the bedsheets.
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 06:38 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 4 2005, 11:29 PM)
"You seem tense," Arynel said, weaving a calm spell
into his voice, "You should relax, I am not one to pass undue
judgement."
The Breton thought for a moment.
"There may perhaps be a way to speak to it, I am unsure. First,
though, tell me what you seek to know, and we can make further plans."
Like any normal Khajjit, P'Rassha was easily manipulated and calmed down fairly
rapidly.
"Well, P'Rassha only wants to know if it is possible to talk with spirits
in gems. Freluk gra-Gorak was a friend of P'Rassha, or more a friend of a
friend of P'Rassha, but P'Rassha really only want to know if it is possible.
P'Rassha also wants to learn more about the ghosts and why they are so
numerous, but that's not really P'Rassha main goal."
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 06:41 AM
QUOTE(dentris @ Jun 4 2005, 10:38 PM)
Like any normal Khajjit, P'Rassha was easily manipulated and
calmed down fairly rapidly.
"Well, P'Rassha only wants to know if it is possible to talk with spirits
in gems. Freluk gra-Gorak was a friend of P'Rassha, or more a friend of a
friend of P'Rassha, but P'Rassha really only want to know if it is possible.
P'Rassha also wants to learn more about the ghosts and why they are so numerous,
but that's not really P'Rassha main goal."
Arynel nodded, as if debating what to say.
"Whether you can talk to the souls in gems, that I do not know, but I am
doubtful." The Breton said at last. "As for the ghosts, I believe
there is a confusion in the world, if you understand me. I would not worry
yourself, though, I would surmise that soon things will be set right again."
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 06:42 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 06:24 AM)
The blow hit Drevious head on, as the illusion canceled,
and another Drevious appeared from his left, preparing to strike... Reichi had
to choose between the pillow, the snake, or Drevious's Dai-katana
"Oh...." Nalion cursed as the illusion shifted places.
The mage was practically incapacitated, no weapon would work, no magicka - or
at least the magicka he knew - and they were facing an illusion. Illusion, so
the actual theory, couldn't really be hurt, yet Nalion had the nagging feeling
that it would very well be able to hurt his friends.
Nalion looked over towards Loranna, getting her message. He nodded, hoping she
knew what she did.
The mage, bare of arms and defense, shouted at the duke.
"Huntsmen should live for the sport and the challenge. There is no
challenge in slaughter. I would have thought better of some like you. Are you
that weak that you are afraid to face our real abilities, Drevious? A fine
daedra you are, not worthy of this name."
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 06:44 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 4 2005, 11:41 PM)
Arynel nodded, as if debating what to say.
"Whether you can talk to the souls in gems, that I do not know, but I am
doubtful." The Breton said at last. "As for the ghosts, I
believe there is a confusion in the world, if you understand me. I would
not worry yourself, though, I would surmise that soon things will be set right
again."
P'Rassha was clearly disappointed with Arynel response, and touched his
pendant, thinking about what to do.
"P'Rassha really wants to talk to souls, so if you ever find or heard
about a way to do so, let P'Rassha knows, right?"
Posted by: Meridia Yesterday, 06:51 AM
The pillow hit Drevious, as that illusion dissapeared, a third
appeared behind Nalion, his sword sheathed, as another attacked Reichi from a
different direction
"Me? a Huntsman? Ha ha, you have me figured for working for the wrong
prince. No. I am not a noble huntsman... (the Illusion that formed to the other
side of Reichi was soundly defeated, as another came from above) I only exsist
to do one thing..." Drevious slowly walked towards the bed, "to kill
you!"
meanwhile, above the battlefield
"Drevious! Stop this" Maranda yelled, climbing out of the cage, on to
the top of it...
Drevious did nothing but smile, continuing to look down apon the battlefield
below "Are mortals not foolish beings... all that is below them is fake.
The poison is fake, the room is fake. It only exsists in thier minds"
Drevious looked at Maranda, "The mind, is a powerful thing, Maranda... a
very powerful thing," he said, pulling a light blue soulgem from his cloak
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 06:52 AM
QUOTE(dentris @ Jun 4 2005, 10:44 PM)
P'Rassha was clearly disappointed with Arynel response, and
touched his pendant, thinking about what to do.
"P'Rassha really wants to talk to souls, so if you ever find or heard
about a way to do so, let P'Rassha knows, right?"
Arynel nodded, a look of uncertainty on his face.
"I am doubtful that you can talk to a spirit in a soul gem, though I could
be mistaken," the Breton said slowly, "However, I am quite certain
that you can speak to those who have passed on, if you can find them, and if
they are willing to speak. I believe the soul gem may help with the first
criteria. You understand, of course, it is not something easily done, nor would
it be wise to do without good reason."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 06:58 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 12:51 AM)
The pillow hit Drevious, as that illusion dissapeared, a third
appeared behind Nalion, his sword sheathed, as another attacked Reichi from a
different direction
"Me? a Huntsman? Ha ha, you have me figured for working for the wrong
prince. No. I am not a noble huntsman... (the Illusion that formed to the other
side of Reichi was soundly defeated, as another came from above) I only exsist
to do one thing..." Drevious slowly walked towards the bed, "to kill
you!"
meanwhile, above the battlefield
"Drevious! Stop this" Maranda yelled, climbing out of the cage, on to
the top of it...
Drevious did nothing but smile, continuing to look down apon the battlefield
below "Are mortals not foolish beings... all that is below them is
fake. The poison is fake, the room is fake. It only exsists in thier
minds" Drevious looked at Maranda, "The mind, is a powerful thing,
Maranda... a very powerful thing," he said, pulling a light blue soulgem
from his cloak
Loranna blinks as two Dreviouses appear in the room, even as she puts her plan
into motion, pulling the bedsheet off the bed and whipping it over the head of
the Drevious that was approaching her.
"Damn, which one's the real one ..." she mutters, trying to remember
everything she knew about illusions; these ones seemed rather more realistic
than any she had encountered before.
Okay, think; if you were a Daedra toying with mortals where would you be?
Loranna asks herself. She glances around, looking for signs of anything that
doesn't look right, trying to see past the illusions.
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 06:58 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 12:51 AM)
The pillow hit Drevious, as that illusion dissapeared, a third
appeared behind Nalion, his sword sheathed, as another attacked Reichi from a
different direction
"Me? a Huntsman? Ha ha, you have me figured for working for the wrong
prince. No. I am not a noble huntsman... (the Illusion that formed to the other
side of Reichi was soundly defeated, as another came from above) I only exsist
to do one thing..." Drevious slowly walked towards the bed, "to kill
you!"
meanwhile, above the battlefield
"Drevious! Stop this" Maranda yelled, climbing out of the cage, on to
the top of it...
Drevious did nothing but smile, continuing to look down apon the battlefield
below "Are mortals not foolish beings... all that is below them is
fake. The poison is fake, the room is fake. It only exsists in thier
minds" Drevious looked at Maranda, "The mind, is a powerful thing,
Maranda... a very powerful thing," he said, pulling a light blue soulgem
from his cloak
Big mistake Reichi thought, thrusting his hand up. The Illusion coming
from above was pormptly impaled on the claws of the Werewolf before
disappearing. He was getting annoyed with these illusions. The real one had to
be here, somewhere. Reichi moved to the bed, trying to lift it up. Even if he
wasn't there, the thing would make a nice weapon.
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 06:59 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 4 2005, 11:52 PM)
Arynel nodded, a look of uncertainty on his face.
"I am doubtful that you can talk to a spirit in a soul gem, though I could
be mistaken," the Breton said slowly, "However, I am quite certain
that you can speak to those who have passed on, if you can find them, and if
they are willing to speak. I believe the soul gem may help with the first
criteria. You understand, of course, it is not something easily done, nor
would it be wise to do without good reason."
P'Rassha's eyes were smiling after Arynel's last comment.
"P'Rassha knows many people say consuming moon sugar is not wise, yet many
khajjits still eat it. A lot of people says fighting is not wise either, yet
the empire is built around warfare and conquest. Necromancers believe it is
unwise to ask for Arkay's help to protect the deceased, yet the majority of the
population does so.
What is wise depends on what people think. P'Rassha doesn't have a clear
definition of wisdom, but his nightmares at night convinced him it was wise to
talk with Violetta. If you know what to do, tell P'Rassha please.''
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 07:02 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 06:51 AM)
The pillow hit Drevious, as that illusion dissapeared, a
third appeared behind Nalion, his sword sheathed, as another attacked Reichi
from a different direction
"Me? a Huntsman? Ha ha, you have me figured for working for the wrong
prince. No. I am not a noble huntsman... (the Illusion that formed to the other
side of Reichi was soundly defeated, as another came from above) I only exsist
to do one thing..." Drevious slowly walked towards the bed, "to kill
you!"
"I got what I wanted." Nalion answered as he took a careful step back
from Drevious to move out of his range. "You will not get what you want
from me, though."
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 07:02 AM
QUOTE(dentris @ Jun 4 2005, 10:59 PM)
P'Rassha's eyes were smiling after Arynel's last comment.
"P'Rassha knows many people say consuming moon sugar is not wise, yet many
khajjits still eat it. A lot of people says fighting is not wise either, yet
the empire is built around warfare and conquest. Necromancers believe it is
unwise to ask for Arkay's help to protect the deceased, yet the majority of the
population does so.
What is wise depends on what people think. P'Rassha doesn't have a clear
definition of wisdom, but his nightmares at night convinced him it was wise to
talk with Violetta. If you know what to do, tell P'Rassha please.''
Arynel sat silently, looking somewhat uncomfortable.
"I believe I can help you," the Breton said at last, "I am
pondering, though, whether I should or not. Tell me, would you like to speak to
your friend just once, now, or multiple times? I can do the first, certainly,
and I do believe the second is within my ability also, but it will be much
harder, and may require a favor from your part."
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 07:05 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 5 2005, 12:02 AM)
Arynel sat silently, looking somewhat uncomfortable.
"I believe I can help you," the Breton said at last, "I am
pondering, though, whether I should or not. Tell me, would you like to
speak to your friend just once, now, or multiple times? I can do the
first, certainly, and I do believe the second is within my ability also, but it
will be much harder, and may require a favor from your part."
P'Rassha thought about Arynel's proposal, but didn't find a fitting answer.
"P'Rassha doesn't know what Violetta wants, neither what P'Rasshs heart
really wants. P'Rassha only knows it is getting haarder and harder to sleep
without having visions. Allow P'Rassha to talk with Violetta once, then
P'Rassha will know what to do next. Please."
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 07:07 AM
QUOTE(dentris @ Jun 4 2005, 11:05 PM)
P'Rassha thought about Arynel's proposal, but didn't find a
fitting answer.
"P'Rassha doesn't know what Violetta wants, neither what P'Rasshs heart
really wants. P'Rassha only knows it is getting haarder and harder to sleep
without having visions. Allow P'Rassha to talk with Violetta once, then
P'Rassha will know what to do next. Please."
Arynel nodded.
"I will do this, if you agree to it," the Breton began, "I will
channel Violetta and let her speak to you through me. If that satisfies you,
then we will be finished, if not, we shall perhaps try something a bit more
drastic."
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 07:09 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 5 2005, 12:07 AM)
Arynel nodded.
"I will do this, if you agree to it," the Breton began, "I will
channel Violetta and let her speak to you through me. If that satisfies
you, then we will be finished, if not, we shall perhaps try something a bit
more drastic."
P'Rassha was suddenly quite enthusiastic
"When will this be possible?"
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 07:11 AM
QUOTE(dentris @ Jun 4 2005, 11:09 PM)
P'Rassha was suddenly quite enthusiastic
"When will this be possible?"
"Let me see the gem," Arynel said, "It shall be my guide."
The Breton held out his hand.
Posted by: Meridia Yesterday, 07:11 AM
on top of the cages
"Whats... whats that?" Maranda asked
"Have you ever wondered... ever wondered how Meridia could contact you?
Have you ever guessed why she could appear to you whenever?" Drevious
said, "Have you ever wondered how you slip into these pocket worlds?"
Drevious held the soulgem over the edge of the cage
"It was because of that ring, was it not?"
"No... it was because of this... you made a pledge, 4 years ago to my
Master, Prince Meridia, to serve her as long as you live, and this... this is
what you pledged in order for that wish to come true... it is your soul... your
very being... you have just been a vessel controled by Meridia up intill this point...
and this is your chance." Drevious dropped the soulgem, "Save your
soul, or save those who are your enemies!" Drevious finished, laughing
like a maniac
Maranda had heard the rules, but wondered if her Magic would work. She cast a
jump spell, and jumped to the cell wall where Drevious was standing... "I
would rather be damned for all eternity than let someone die due to my
actions!" the soulgem hit the floor, shattering into a million pieces, as
Maranda drew her sword, striking it at Drevious... the illusion shattered, and
once more, the three heroes were in a black room with a large bed on it, cured
of all thier ills, and Drevious countered the blow rather easily...
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 07:15 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 5 2005, 12:11 AM)
"Let me see the gem," Arynel said, "It shall be
my guide."
The Breton held out his hand.
"Wait, not now. P'Rassha really has a bad feeling about what's happening
right now. Just as if P'Rassha was missing something very important right now.
It's stupid, P'Rassha knows, but P'Rassha is worried about Loranna."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 07:18 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 01:11 AM)
on top of the cages
"Whats... whats that?" Maranda asked
"Have you ever wondered... ever wondered how Meridia could contact you?
Have you ever guessed why she could appear to you whenever?" Drevious
said, "Have you ever wondered how you slip into these pocket worlds?"
Drevious held the soulgem over the edge of the cage
"It was because of that ring, was it not?"
"No... it was because of this... you made a pledge, 4 years ago to my
Master, Prince Meridia, to serve her as long as you live, and this... this is
what you pledged in order for that wish to come true... it is your soul... your
very being... you have just been a vessel controled by Meridia up intill this
point... and this is your chance." Drevious dropped the soulgem,
"Save your soul, or save those who are your enemies!" Drevious
finished, laughing like a maniac
Maranda had heard the rules, but wondered if her Magic would work. She cast a
jump spell, and jumped to the cell wall where Drevious was standing... "I
would rather be damned for all eternity than let someone die due to my
actions!" the soulgem hit the floor, shattering into a million pieces, as
Maranda drew her sword, striking it at Drevious... the illusion shattered, and
once more, the three heroes were in a black room with a large bed on it, cured
of all thier ills, and Drevious countered the blow rather easily...
Just like that, the room was back to normal, a gem shattering on the floor, her
head clear, though the air still carried a pervasive feeling of strange
wrongness.
Loranna looks to her companions, trying to get her magic to obey her, but it
still didn't work. Then, she hears sounds above and looks up ...
" ... Maranda?" Loranna asks, looking back down at the shattered gem,
then looking back up.
" ... Nine protect you, dear," she says quietly, not seeing any way
to get up to the cages.
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 07:20 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 07:11 AM)
on top of the cages
"Whats... whats that?" Maranda asked
"Have you ever wondered... ever wondered how Meridia could contact you?
Have you ever guessed why she could appear to you whenever?" Drevious
said, "Have you ever wondered how you slip into these pocket worlds?"
Drevious held the soulgem over the edge of the cage
"It was because of that ring, was it not?"
"No... it was because of this... you made a pledge, 4 years ago to my
Master, Prince Meridia, to serve her as long as you live, and this... this is
what you pledged in order for that wish to come true... it is your soul... your
very being... you have just been a vessel controled by Meridia up intill this
point... and this is your chance." Drevious dropped the soulgem, "Save
your soul, or save those who are your enemies!" Drevious finished,
laughing like a maniac
Maranda had heard the rules, but wondered if her Magic would work. She cast a
jump spell, and jumped to the cell wall where Drevious was standing... "I
would rather be damned for all eternity than let someone die due to my
actions!" the soulgem hit the floor, shattering into a million pieces, as
Maranda drew her sword, striking it at Drevious... the illusion shattered, and
once more, the three heroes were in a black room with a large bed on it, cured
of all thier ills, and Drevious countered the blow rather easily...
Nalion looked about the room and steadied himself. He looked up, trying to spot
the origin of the voices he heard above him. One voice was clearly to identify,
the one of Drevious. The other female voice, he had heard only twice, but he
thought he knew it nontheless, especially taking daedric appearances into
account... "Maranda."
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 07:21 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 01:18 AM)
Just like that, the room was back to normal, a gem shattering on
the floor, her head clear, though the air still carried a pervasive feeling of
strange wrongness.
Loranna looks to her companions, trying to get her magic to obey her, but it
still didn't work. Then, she hears sounds above and looks up ...
" ... Maranda?" Loranna asks, looking back down at the shattered gem,
then looking back up.
" ... Nine protect you, dear," she says quietly, not seeing any way
to get up to the cages.
Reichi followed Loranna's gaze. Then began jumping for the cage. Despite the
great leaping capabilities of a Werewolf. he didn't get anywhere close to it.
Didn't stop him from trying however.
Posted by: Meridia Yesterday, 07:32 AM
maranda swung with her Whitegold sword once again, but Drevious
parried it easily with one hand. Again she swung, and again he parried...
"That sword... that sword was one of Malacath's best creations... he gave
it to me eons ago... and then I sold it..." Once again, he parried the
strike one handed with his heavy Daedric Daikatana, 'then let me say this...'
Drevious dissapeared in an aftershadow, reappearing behind her... a ball of
energy forming in his hand... Maranda could sence it, turning around, she cast
a reflect spell, bouncing the fireball back at the Duke, who easily dodged,
knocking the sword out of her hand...
"This is the final of the tests to recover your soul... your soul was not
in that soulgem, it has, and always has been in you," Drevious sheathed
his own sword, and turned her back on Maranda, "But despite not knowing
that, you risked your life to save those who are your enemies... Your honour,
and your valour bring a tear to my eye..." he clicked his fingers, as the
floor beneath everyone dissapeared, and they fell into a void once more...
"YOu are free of that which binds you. You have passed the 5 tests of the
contract sucessfully... you are free once more to do as you wish..."
Maranda heard as she fell, "You shall not hear from me again..."
Spat!
Loranna, Nalion, Reichi, Maranda, and the Palidins found themselves waist deep
in a swamp, just outside of Daggerfall City...
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 07:34 AM
QUOTE(dentris @ Jun 4 2005, 11:15 PM)
"Wait, not now. P'Rassha really has a bad feeling about
what's happening right now. Just as if P'Rassha was missing something very
important right now. It's stupid, P'Rassha knows, but P'Rassha is worried about
Loranna."
The expression on Arynel's face changed.
"Yes, perhaps you are right," the Breton said, getting up from his
seat, "Stay as long as you'd like, and make yourself comfortable. I will
be gone shortly, and I promise we can continue when I return."
The Breton disappeared into a hallway and stepped into the void, where he
donned his more formidable attire. Arynel read the trails of sparkling light
over his cloak like a map, turned, and stepped out of the void.
He found himself in a swamp outside of Daggerfall.
"Is everyone alright?" He asked the others.
Posted by: dentris Yesterday, 07:36 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 5 2005, 12:34 AM)
The expression on Arynel's face changed.
"Yes, perhaps you are right," the Breton said, getting up from his
seat, "Stay as long as you'd like, and make yourself comfortable. I
will be gone shortly, and I promise we can continue when I return."
The Breton disappeared into a hallway and stepped into the void, where he
donned his more formidable attire. Arynel read the trails of sparkling
light over his cloak like a map, turned, and stepped out of the void.
He found himself in a swamp outside of Daggerfall.
"Is everyone alright?" He asked the others.
"And P'Rassha is alone again."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 07:37 AM
QUOTE(Meridia @ Jun 5 2005, 01:32 AM)
maranda swung with her Whitegold sword once again, but Drevious
parried it easily with one hand. Again she swung, and again he parried...
"That sword... that sword was one of Malacath's best creations... he gave
it to me eons ago... and then I sold it..." Once again, he parried the
strike one handed with his heavy Daedric Daikatana, 'then let me say this...'
Drevious dissapeared in an aftershadow, reappearing behind her... a ball of
energy forming in his hand... Maranda could sence it, turning around, she cast
a reflect spell, bouncing the fireball back at the Duke, who easily dodged, knocking
the sword out of her hand...
"This is the final of the tests to recover your soul... your soul was not
in that soulgem, it has, and always has been in you," Drevious sheathed
his own sword, and turned her back on Maranda, "But despite not knowing
that, you risked your life to save those who are your enemies... Your honour,
and your valour bring a tear to my eye..." he clicked his fingers, as the
floor beneath everyone dissapeared, and they fell into a void once more...
"YOu are free of that which binds you. You have passed the 5 tests of the
contract sucessfully... you are free once more to do as you wish..."
Maranda heard as she fell, "You shall not hear from me again..."
Spat!
Loranna, Nalion, Reichi, Maranda, and the Palidins found themselves waist deep
in a swamp, just outside of Daggerfall City...
Loranna breathes in a lungful of fetid swamp water, making her gag - but not
choke; her magics were working again, and water breathing was one of the potion
effects she kept active all the time.
Righting herself, she raises her head just in time to see Arynel, swamp water
dripping from her blond locks. "All right? Heh heh ... hahahahahaha!"
She goes to help people get on their feet, using healing magic if needed.
"Yes, we're all right; Arynel dear your timing is perfect ..."
"Maranda, are you all right?" Loranna asks, sloshing over to the
Breton woman.
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 07:39 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 5 2005, 01:34 AM)
The expression on Arynel's face changed.
"Yes, perhaps you are right," the Breton said, getting up from his
seat, "Stay as long as you'd like, and make yourself comfortable. I
will be gone shortly, and I promise we can continue when I return."
The Breton disappeared into a hallway and stepped into the void, where he
donned his more formidable attire. Arynel read the trails of sparkling
light over his cloak like a map, turned, and stepped out of the void.
He found himself in a swamp outside of Daggerfall.
"Is everyone alright?" He asked the others.
Reichi's response was rather typical. He merely Woofed at the Breton.
Posted by: Shardie Yesterday, 07:41 AM
"Yes, I am fine..." Maranda said, rushing over to Lord
Landon's side. Lacoriz accompanied her...
"They are unconsious..." he said
"We should get them out of this swamp, at least..." she replied,
turning to Arynel... "can you help, please?"
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 07:42 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 07:37 AM)
Loranna breathes in a lungful of fetid swamp water, making her
gag - but not choke; her magics were working again, and water breathing was one
of the potion effects she kept active all the time.
Righting herself, she raises her head just in time to see Arynel, swamp water
dripping from her blond locks. "All right? Heh heh ...
hahahahahaha!"
She goes to help people get on their feet, using healing magic if needed.
"Yes, we're all right; Arynel dear your timing is perfect ..."
"Maranda, are you all right?" Loranna asks, sloshing over to the
Breton woman.
Nalion accepted Loranna's help to get on his feet, at least the landing had
been soft.. in a way.. in a swamp.
"All right?" Nalion asked. "Well, considering what we have faced
just a minute ago, all right may be a good term."
He then turned to Maranda. "I hope you are well, Maranda."
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 07:44 AM
QUOTE(Shardie @ Jun 4 2005, 11:41 PM)
"Yes, I am fine..." Maranda said, rushing over to Lord
Landon's side. Lacoriz accompanied her...
"They are unconsious..." he said
"We should get them out of this swamp, at least..." she replied,
turning to Arynel... "can you help, please?"
"Yes, I can help," Arynel said stooping over next to one of the
unconscious Paladins, "What would you like me to do other than get them
out of the swamp?"
"Does everyone have a mark set near the guildhouse?" The Breton
inquired.
Posted by: Shardie Yesterday, 07:48 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 5 2005, 04:44 PM)
"Yes, I can help," Arynel said stooping over next to
one of the unconscious Paladins, "What would you like me to do other than
get them out of the swamp?"
"Does everyone have a mark set near the guildhouse?" The Breton
inquired.
"Oh, nothing more than that..." Maranda said, "I shall stay with
them intill they are awake... and then I shall come see how you are
doing..." Maranda turned to Loranna, "I apologize for all that, it
was all my fault. Is there anything I can do so that you can forgive me?"
her usual fear was gone... strangely enough...
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 07:50 AM
QUOTE(Aki @ Jun 5 2005, 07:39 AM)
Reichi's response was rather typical. He merely Woofed at the
Breton.
Nalion chuckled and winked at Reichi. "As much as your form is helpful in
combat, Reichi, but I'd really like to see your ashen face now."
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 07:55 AM
QUOTE(Nalion @ Jun 5 2005, 01:50 AM)
Nalion chuckled and winked at Reichi. "As much as your form
is helpful in combat, Reichi, but I'd really like to see your ashen face
now."
The Werewolf stuck his long tongue out at Nalion, before pulling a particular
ring from his collar and placing it on his finger, reversing his condition.
"Agh..well, Armor's fine for once..." he remarked. Before his
expression changed, "Oh, right....except my boots."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 07:55 AM
QUOTE(Shardie @ Jun 5 2005, 01:48 AM)
"Oh, nothing more than that..." Maranda said, "I
shall stay with them intill they are awake... and then I shall come see how you
are doing..." Maranda turned to Loranna, "I apologize for all that,
it was all my fault. Is there anything I can do so that you can forgive
me?" her usual fear was gone... strangely enough...
Maranda dear stop being silly - or are you saying it was your idea to send a
Daedra Duke to toss us in a bedroom and have us fight illusions?" Loranna
asks, grinning.
"Everyone's all right; that's the important thing," she continues.
"There's nothing that needs to be forgiven, other than our awkwardness
when we last saw one another."
Looking at Arynel, she frowns. "Grah; mine's still in Ald Raathim, curse
me for an idiot ... how far from Daggerfall are we?"
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 07:57 AM
Arynel was busy dragging an unconscious Paladin to high, and at
least semi dry, ground.
"As long as everyone can get out of here without getting lost," the
Breton said, "then there is no need to worry."
Posted by: Shardie Yesterday, 07:59 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 04:55 PM)
Maranda dear stop being silly - or are you saying it was your
idea to send a Daedra Duke to toss us in a bedroom and have us fight
illusions?" Loranna asks, grinning.
"Everyone's all right; that's the important thing," she
continues. "There's nothing that needs to be forgiven, other than
our awkwardness when we last saw one another."
Maranda nodded, and went about her business... She pulled out her orcarina, and
felt it. Yes, as expected, the Magic had gone... she slowly started to play a
song to pass the time... whilst sitting on an old log
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 08:00 AM
QUOTE(Aki @ Jun 5 2005, 07:55 AM)
The Werewolf stuck his long tongue out at Nalion, before pulling
a particular ring from his collar and placing it on his finger, reversing his
condition. "Agh..well, Armor's fine for once..." he remarked. Before
his expression changed, "Oh, right....except my boots."
Nalion smiled at his Dunmer companion, then turned towards Loranna and Maranda.
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 07:55 AM)
Maranda dear stop being silly - or are you saying it was your
idea to send a Daedra Duke to toss us in a bedroom and have us fight
illusions?" Loranna asks, grinning.
"Everyone's all right; that's the important thing," she
continues. "There's nothing that needs to be forgiven, other than
our awkwardness when we last saw one another."
Looking at Arynel, she frowns. "Grah; mine's still in Ald Raathim,
curse me for an idiot ... how far from Daggerfall are we?"
"I concur with Loranna. What you have done honours you. I fear I have
misjudged you earlier, Maranda." The mage bowed his head towards her.
"I don't know exactly where we are, but with Arynel and Reichi here, I
don't worry, Loranna. Is anyone needing my help? Arynel?"
Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 08:02 AM
QUOTE(Nalion @ Jun 5 2005, 12:00 AM)
"I don't know exactly where we are, but with Arynel and Reichi here, I
don't worry, Loranna. Is anyone needing my help? Arynel?"
"Help me move some of these Paladins to dry land," Arynel said.
The Breton lifted one up off the ground and began moving it.
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 08:07 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 5 2005, 01:57 AM)
Arynel was busy dragging an unconscious Paladin to high, and at
least semi dry, ground.
"As long as everyone can get out of here without getting lost," the
Breton said, "then there is no need to worry."
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 5 2005, 02:02 AM)
"Help me move some of these Paladins to dry land,"
Arynel said.
The Breton lifted one up off the ground and began moving it.
"All right then," Loranna says, relieved; hearing Maranda play the
orcania she turns, frowning curiously.
" ... The tone sounds slightly different," she says, her frown melting
away. "And you play lovely music on that dear; come see us soon once your
friends are all right."
With that, she helps move another Paladin, adding to Maranda " ...
speaking of whom, who are these people? Do you know them, or did Meridia simply
pull them into her plot?"
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 08:08 AM
QUOTE(Arynel @ Jun 5 2005, 08:02 AM)
"Help me move some of these Paladins to dry land,"
Arynel said.
The Breton lifted one up off the ground and began moving it.
Nalion nodded quickly and joined Arynel in helping to drag out the unconscious
paladins. He could not help though than to ironically comment on people really wanting
to carry that much steel around.
Posted by: Shardie Yesterday, 08:15 AM
Maranda looked at Lacoriz... "He" he pointed to Lord
Landon, "is my sisters husband to be, and they are his associates... I
have no idea how they got there... but perhaps Lacoriz here could tell
me?"
"A long story... We were asked by your sister to hunt you down, so she
could apologize to you"
"Ah, thats sweet" Maranda said
"And we heard that you were at a certian dungeon getting some mummy
wrapings. So when we got there, a blue woman with a scythe beat us all up...
yeah... and you know the rest from there, my lady..." Lacoriz finished as
Maranda blushed at being called "my lady"
"You should be off... I hear this place gets rather cold as night sets
in... Don't worry, we will be fine..." Maranda smiled, and whispered under
her breath, "After all, I won the Guantlet of Heroes..." she smiled
as she felt a medel in her pocket...
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 08:19 AM
QUOTE(Shardie @ Jun 5 2005, 02:15 AM)
Maranda looked at Lacoriz... "He" he pointed to Lord
Landon, "is my sisters husband to be, and they are his associates... I
have no idea how they got there... but perhaps Lacoriz here could tell
me?"
"A long story... We were asked by your sister to hunt you down, so she
could apologize to you"
"Ah, thats sweet" Maranda said
"And we heard that you were at a certian dungeon getting some mummy
wrapings. So when we got there, a blue woman with a scythe beat us all up...
yeah... and you know the rest from there, my lady..." Lacoriz finished as
Maranda blushed at being called "my lady"
"You should be off... I hear this place gets rather cold as night sets
in... Don't worry, we will be fine..." Maranda smiled, and whispered under
her breath, "After all, I won the Guantlet of Heroes..." she smiled
as she felt a medel in her pocket...
"Yes dear, you did," Loranna says, smiling and bowing to Lacoriz.
"A pleasure to meet you and your companions sir, though the sentiment will
have to be relayed to them later."
" ... And now everyone seems to be on dry land," she says.
"Maranda, adventurer tip; carry some strength potions for those times you
have to lug armored people out of a swamp."
She gives Maranda a cheeky grin. "But seriously - congratulations dear.
Good luck to you and yours."
She turns to Nalion and the others. "Shall we head back to Daggerfall
now?" she asks, smiling.
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 08:24 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 08:19 AM)
"Yes dear, you did," Loranna says, smiling and bowing
to Lacoriz. "A pleasure to meet you and your companions sir, though
the sentiment will have to be relayed to them later."
" ... And now everyone seems to be on dry land," she says.
"Maranda, adventurer tip; carry some strength potions for those times you
have to lug armored people out of a swamp."
She gives Maranda a cheeky grin. "But seriously - congratulations
dear. Good luck to you and yours."
She turns to Nalion and the others. "Shall we head back to
Daggerfall now?" she asks, smiling.
Nalion greeted the paladins and introduced himself, then turned to Loranna and
smiled.
"Indeed, we should leave this place." Nalion answered and laughed.
"I could do with a good bath. I begin to smell after... moss, and I'm not
that old yet."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 08:32 AM
QUOTE(Nalion @ Jun 5 2005, 02:24 AM)
Nalion greeted the paladins and introduced himself, then turned
to Loranna and smiled.
"Indeed, we should leave this place." Nalion answered and laughed.
"I could do with a good bath. I begin to smell after... moss, and I'm not
that old yet."
"Hah," Loranna grinned, as everyone trudged their way out of the
swamp and to
Daggerfall
Loranna took a good hour to clean herself down from the stink of the swamp,
though when she was done she fairly glowed, clad in a clean blouse and skirt
while her other clothes were tended to.
"It's been a long day; I'm more parched than before," she decides.
"What say we go get ourselves that drink this time? And watch out for
strange men bearing lillies."
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 08:34 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 02:32 AM)
"Hah," Loranna grinned, as everyone trudged their way
out of the swamp and to
Daggerfall
Loranna took a good hour to clean herself down from the stink of the swamp,
though when she was done she fairly glowed, clad in a clean blouse and skirt
while her other clothes were tended to.
"It's been a long day; I'm more parched than before," she decides.
"What say we go get ourselves that drink this time? And watch out
for strange men bearing lillies."
Reichi was class in normal clothing now well, aside from his ever present
collar and rings. His armor being repaired, and he was of course, leaning in a
chair again. "Sounds good to me," he said simply.
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 08:34 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 08:32 AM)
"Hah," Loranna grinned, as everyone trudged their way
out of the swamp and to
Daggerfall
Loranna took a good hour to clean herself down from the stink of the swamp,
though when she was done she fairly glowed, clad in a clean blouse and skirt while
her other clothes were tended to.
"It's been a long day; I'm more parched than before," she
decides. "What say we go get ourselves that drink this time?
And watch out for strange men bearing lillies."
Nalion joined Loranna, this time deciding to leave his robe in its closet.
Instead, he wa clad in a woolen blue shirt and black trousers.
"Count me in. I had my fill of 'fresh' air and I could use a drink."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 08:40 AM
QUOTE(Nalion @ Jun 5 2005, 02:34 AM)
Nalion joined Loranna, this time deciding to leave his robe in
its closet. Instead, he wa clad in a woolen blue shirt and black trousers.
"Count me in. I had my fill of 'fresh' air and I could use a drink."
Daggerfall did not lack for taverns, and Solunastra was perfectly situated for
one seeking a drink; Loranna leads everyone to the Emperor's Jewels, and picks
a quiet little table in the corner for them.
Sipping her wine, Loranna sighs contentedly, her lips playing with a smile.
"That will hopefully be the last time Maranda's old mistress crosses our
path in any shape or form," she says quietly. "I won't lay bets on
it, but I'm hoping nonetheless."
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 08:43 AM
"Merida doesn't have many servants, so its' doubtful. She
doesn't have Dremora everywhere like Dagon does...." Reichi said, and took
a sip of his drink.
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 08:49 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 08:40 AM)
Daggerfall did not lack for taverns, and Solunastra was
perfectly situated for one seeking a drink; Loranna leads everyone to the
Emperor's Jewels, and picks a quiet little table in the corner for them.
Sipping her wine, Loranna sighs contentedly, her lips playing with a
smile. "That will hopefully be the last time Maranda's old mistress
crosses our path in any shape or form," she says quietly. "I
won't lay bets on it, but I'm hoping nonetheless."
"I do not know, Loranna." Nalion answered after taking a sip of his
ale. "I would like to hope so, but as this incident showed, she seems
capable to just mess with people for her amusement. Not that this is a trait
she has alone, but I fear we may not have seen the last of her."
The mage took another swallow from his mug.
"I hope Maranda will be able to cope with the new situation soon. We
should help her with that."
Turning to Reichi, Nalion frowns. "You know, actually this is what scares
me. Dagon seems more straightforward. Meridia instead... the involvement of
those paladins and her scheme in playing with us shows that she is resourceful.
She doens't need to rely on brute force only. Add that to the obscurity of her
sphere and you have a formidable foe."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 08:57 AM
QUOTE(Nalion @ Jun 5 2005, 02:49 AM)
"I do not know, Loranna." Nalion answered after taking
a sip of his ale. "I would like to hope so, but as this incident showed,
she seems capable to just mess with people for her amusement. Not that this is
a trait she has alone, but I fear we may not have seen the last of her."
The mage took another swallow from his mug.
"I hope Maranda will be able to cope with the new situation soon. We
should help her with that."
Turning to Reichi, Nalion frowns. "You know, actually this is what scares
me. Dagon seems more straightforward. Meridia instead... the involvement of
those paladins and her scheme in playing with us shows that she is resourceful.
She doens't need to rely on brute force only. Add that to the obscurity of her
sphere and you have a formidable foe."
"Maranda is more resourceful than she sometimes gives herself credit for,"
Loranna says. "I get the impression we saw only the tail end of a very
long and grueling trial for her - so yes, if we can help her let's do so."
She smiles again, briefly. " ... In a way it was sort of funny, us
fighting illusions with pillows and candlesticks," she notes, a small,
ironic chuckle escaping her lips.
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 09:03 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 08:57 AM)
"Maranda is more resourceful than she sometimes gives
herself credit for," Loranna says. "I get the impression we saw
only the tail end of a very long and grueling trial for her - so yes, if we can
help her let's do so."
She smiles again, briefly. " ... In a way it was sort of funny, us
fighting illusions with pillows and candlesticks," she notes, a small, ironic
chuckle escaping her lips.
"This fight has been surreal, yes, and not only because it was in
Oblivion." Nalion replied thoughtfully. "I felt helpless out there.
No magick, no weapons of use..." Nalion's voice trailed off.
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 09:04 AM
"Luckily, i'm not disarmed like that," Reichi said,
grinning.
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 09:06 AM
QUOTE(Nalion @ Jun 5 2005, 03:03 AM)
"This fight has been surreal, yes, and not only because it
was in Oblivion." Nalion replied thoughtfully. "I felt helpless out
there. No magick, no weapons of use..." Nalion's voice trailed off.
QUOTE(Aki @ Jun 5 2005, 03:04 AM)
"Luckily, i'm not disarmed like that," Reichi said,
grinning.
Loranna's expression sobers up, and she looks at Nalion with thoughtful eyes.
" ... I know how you felt; I felt the same myself," she says.
"Both tonight and several times before. But let me ask you one thing
Nalion; what spell did you use to defeat the Azurites on Hogithum?"
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 09:14 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 09:06 AM)
Loranna's expression sobers up, and she looks at Nalion with
thoughtful eyes.
" ... I know how you felt; I felt the same myself," she says.
"Both tonight and several times before. But let me ask you one thing
Nalion; what spell did you use to defeat the Azurites on Hogithum?"
Nalion opened his mouth to answer, then shut it again. His brown eyes returned
Lorannas gaze.
"I didn't use a spell." he said, recalling the moment on Red
Mountain. His eyes shone with realization. "I think I understand what you
mean, Loranna. There are other strengths than just magicka or weapons..."
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 09:17 AM
QUOTE(Nalion @ Jun 5 2005, 03:14 AM)
Nalion opened his mouth to answer, then shut it again. His brown
eyes returned Lorannas gaze.
"I didn't use a spell." he said, recalling the moment on Red
Mountain. His eyes shone with realization. "I think I understand what you
mean, Loranna. There are other strengths than just magicka or weapons..."
"Now watch me promptly forget this little bit of wisdom the next time
someone gets a Dispel or Silence spell through my defenses," Loranna says,
grinning at Nalion.
She takes another sip of wine. "I liked the pillow throw, you know; that
was inspired," she says.
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 09:24 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 09:17 AM)
"Now watch me promptly forget this little bit of wisdom the
next time someone gets a Dispel or Silence spell through my defenses,"
Loranna says, grinning at Nalion.
She takes another sip of wine. "I liked the pillow throw, you know;
that was inspired," she says.
"No Loranna, in more than one way you are wiser than I ever could hope to
be." Nalion answers his eyes still serious, then he chuckled.
"Seriously, there was nothing else I could do. I thought about ripping out
a bedpost and use it as a club, but look at me... do I appear as one who has
the physical strength to rip it out?" the mage grinned openly now.
"I liked your move with the bedsheet."
Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 09:28 AM
"The idea of throwing the snake was nice, even if it didn't
particularly work," Reichi said.
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 09:30 AM
QUOTE(Nalion @ Jun 5 2005, 03:24 AM)
"No Loranna, in more than one way you are wiser than I ever
could hope to be." Nalion answers his eyes still serious, then he
chuckled.
"Seriously, there was nothing else I could do. I thought about ripping out
a bedpost and use it as a club, but look at me... do I appear as one who has
the physical strength to rip it out?" the mage grinned openly now.
"I liked your move with the bedsheet."
"Know the field of battle and you have won half the war," Loranna
says, winking. "And that particular battlefield, I visit often. I kind of
wish you had tried ripping the bedpost out though; that would have been fun to
see."
She giggles. "And I've also learned never underestimate a man's strength -
besides, you're not that weak-looking. You're just not built like a typical
Nord lad, is all."
QUOTE(Aki @ Jun 5 2005, 03:28 AM)
"The idea of throwing the snake was nice, even if it didn't
particularly work," Reichi said.
"Heh; I just didn't want a snake slithering up my arm," Loranna
admits. "I'm lucky it even occured to me to throw it at the Duke instead
of just away from me."
Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 09:39 AM
QUOTE(Loranna @ Jun 5 2005, 09:30 AM)
"Know the field of battle and you have won half the
war," Loranna says, winking. "And that particular battlefield,
I visit often. I kind of wish you had tried ripping the bedpost out
though; that would have been fun to see."
She giggles. "And I've also learned never underestimate a man's
strength - besides, you're not that weak-looking. You're just not built
like a typical Nord lad, is all."
Nalion laughed at Loranna's battlefield comment. "You don't want to see
that, believe me, it would certainly look most stupid. And I don't want to give
Meridia new ideas."
Nalion took a sip from his ale.
"As you pointed out earlier, my strengths may lie not particularly in the
physical abilities. I'm quite content with my appearance though. This
adventuring keeps one in shape, though I have to blame Allerleirauh's excellent
household for the one or other gram of unnecessary body
Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 09:46 AM
Loranna simply smiles, and raises er glass to her lips one more
time; the night passed enjoyably from there, no illusions nor Daedra, just good
drink and good company.
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