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Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 01:39 PM

Hello, and welcome to our Elder Scrolls Role Playing threads, where we adventure and socialize in the vibrant land of Tamriel.

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://sekkairc.freewebpage.org/.

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!

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Posted by: Rhedd Jan 28 2005, 01:55 PM

(A number of people from Jazbet's castle were last seen raiding an Azurite-held village and plundering their storehouse of food. They were accompanied by a young man from the village who, along with his family and neighbors, was forced to flee to Jazbet's estate when his village Hetman sided with local bandits.)

"Well," said the local mer when the barn doors were thrown open, "it'll certainly be nice to eat this ourselves instead of letting those fetchers have it all."

He cheerfully helped everyone load up with as many bags of grain and produce as they could possibly carry and still wiggle their fingers to cast recall, and then did the same himself.

With a half-dozen flashes of magical light, the barn was empty, and the raiding party returned home.

Posted by: Arynel Jan 28 2005, 04:08 PM

Arynel looked up from his seat in the tavern, and scanned the room.

The Breton chuckled to himself, and returned his attention to tracing the woodgrain of the table.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 08:43 PM

ooc summaries:

Tris, having returned from the raid, is hanging out and celebrating his success in Ald Raathim. He has lingering doubts about his own part in the raid, however - he's aware that he wanted to rush in blindly, and that the situation could have turned nasty in an instant.

Doll is still in the library, working on scrolls for the troops.

Allerleirauh, after talking with Jazbet, has an urgent matter to discuss with Arynel. She went into town with Jazbet.

Dragon, still at Solunastra in Daggerfall, announced his intention of doing some adventuring to obtain money and weapons for the group.

Skein is at Solunastra in Daggerfall.

Mirea has been following Queen Elysana's progress as best she could, while remaining on land. Now that Elysana has put out for a sea voyage, she'll have to try something else.

Ald Raathim: Tris

Tris found that having suggested the raid made him a leader of sorts in the eyes of Jazbet's men. It was an uncomfortable position for him - he knew from experience that he was a bad leader, more interested in staying friends with everyone than in making sure people did what needed to be done. He intended to make it clear, as quickly as possible, that he wasn't someone to look to for guidance.

At this very moment three of Jazbet's guards - all young, all male, people he had shared a song with the night before - were approaching him to get his opinion on something.

"One of the patrols just came back with this," one of the youths said, pulling back the edge of a blanket to show him a little live creature, mewling helplessly. Tris had never seen a Dunmer baby; this one must have been newly born, he hadn't even been washed properly. They were smaller than human babies. "Patrol found a dead woman beside the path. She must have fled her home when it was near her time, and the pains overtook her on the road. With no one to help her, she died there."

Tris realized at once that it wasn't his authority being sought, but his malleability. No one else wanted to deal with this situation.

"Why bother me?" Tris said. "Ask around and find a Dunmer woman who can nurse him."

He got no answer as such; instead he was met with a fog of Dunmer vagueness, taboos, customs, and discussions of polite society. Apparently it was unthinkable for a man to speak of caring for a baby to a woman who wasn't his wife. And a son who killed his mother was regarded as unlucky. The refusal to do anything was polite, but absolute.

Tris sucked his breath through his teeth and surveyed the crowd of weary, disheveled refugees passing between the tents.

"See here," he said, to a stout Dunmer farmer with a young son in his arms. "Your little one there - is he weaned yet?"

"Little ones of your own, eh?" the farmer said. "You'd best be letting your wife make the decisions about that sort of thing and not trying to put your hand in, if you want to stay married."

"My wife's the shyest woman in the world," Tris said, laughing. "So shy in fact that I've never laid eyes on her. It's for another reason that I ask."

The farmer raised his eyebrows, and so Tris hastily explained the situation.

"Not my problem," the farmer said. "Mother dead, where was his father then? I'll not have my son nursed alongside the son of an Azurite."

"Look, his eyes aren't blue," Tris said. In fact the infant's eyes were a sort of blackish purple; he assumed all Dunmer were born so, the red color developing over time.

The farmer's wife returned from the line of people receiving rations of food and drink, carrying several parcels. "Beram, shame on you," she said. "Lady Almalexia's mercy, how soon we forget! Here I am eating Lord Jazbet's food and sheltering under his roof after we fought over boundary markers just last season, and you refusing such a simple kindness. Of course I'll take him."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 08:56 PM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 08:58 AM)

Arynel looked up from his seat in the tavern, and scanned the room.

The Breton chuckled to himself, and returned his attention to tracing the woodgrain of the table.

Ald Raathim: Allerleirauh

"There you are," Allerleirauh said, sitting down without preamble. "We need to talk. Loranna spoke with you about the Azurite child I brought back. Jazbet sees nothing but evil in her future, and death for many. Except along one path. He suggested that you and I take the child to raise."

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 28 2005, 09:00 PM

Summary

Night-Scar lay in bed at Ald Raathim. He urgently wished to get to the field of battle against the Azurites - but his leg would not allow him to. The healer had told him that if he didn't stay off it for a whole week, the magic would likely not complete the healing. His had been a pretty bad wound, and it would take time before he would be fully healed.

Posted by: Arynel Jan 28 2005, 09:00 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 12:46 PM)

The Breton looked up at Allerleirauh.

"Raise the child, yes I think that would be right." Arynel said. "But by me? No, that would not due at all, I know little of Dunmer customs and such, and know even less about young children, I'm sure we can find someone more capable than I."

Posted by: Loranna Jan 28 2005, 09:00 PM

Summary for Loranna:

Loranna spent the night with Jazbet, and in the morning was left a note, which caused her to discover that she had been relying on Azura even more than she realized, for she could only read now with great difficulty.

A little later, she learned about the coming refugees and went into town to spread the news, then headed back to Jazbet's library, intending to start teachng herself to read again.

===

It was frustrating, staring at the titles of the various volumes and only being able to puzzle one out of five after long moments. It grew even more frustrating when she found a couple of volumes that she knew she had read before, only to open said books and stare at the pages, unable to make her memory of the words match up with the markings on the page.

She looked at Jazbet's note several times, hoping to use it as a guide; she had puzzled that note out already and figured if she could match the words on it to words on other books, she could make some progress. Sitting down at a table with three or four books opened around her, she works on trying to re-recognize the words ...

Posted by: w0nders Jan 28 2005, 09:03 PM

Summary-

Dante, back at the tavern after the raid.

Illidan, at Jazbet's estate.

Brum, Inzoliah, Merciander and friends, surfing the crimsom waves...

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 09:04 PM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 01:50 PM)

"It's you who were the key to her future," Allerleirauh said. "Before I mentioned you, Jazbet was certain all would turn out badly, and planned to kill her. If any of the normal, sensible things are done - give her to a Dunmer family to adopt, raise her himself - she'll grow up to kill many. But he says she has great potential for good as well as evil."

Posted by: Teleran Jan 28 2005, 09:06 PM

Teleran went on a raid into an Azurite controlled town for food with Tris and Dante, among others. Once he got back he delivered the food he had and then went to the bar for a quick drink. He is now dozing in the corner.

Posted by: Arynel Jan 28 2005, 09:10 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 12:54 PM)

Arynel chuckled.

"You need a seer to tell you that?" The Breton inquired, "it takes a blind oracle to tell a person has potential for good as well as evil? I'm afraid my lifestyle does not set well with the needs of a child; I have no home, and no immediate source of income. I have neither the social outlook or financial ability required to raise a child."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 09:12 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 01:50 PM)

Jazbet's Castle: Doll

At the same table, Doll sat entranced, her pen dancing over the sheets of parchment. She was pleased with her progress. She had invented a spell that could be seen and heard for miles, one that was almost effortless to inscribe and very distinctive in its colors. She had been thinking of New Life celebrations in the Capital city, battlemages sending up thousands of beautiful shimmering lights, when she made it.

She paused, and pressed the backs of her hands against her eyes, then noticed Loranna.

"What are you doing?" Doll asked. "Stronach's so boring, and so out of date. Are you looking for something in particular?"

Posted by: Loranna Jan 28 2005, 09:14 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 03:02 PM)

Loranna looks up, blinking. "Doll; hi ..." she says, looking down at the book she was puzzling over.

"Something in particular ..." she says, an embarrassed look coming to her face. " ... A children's book I think; this one's just confusing me more than it's helping."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 09:18 PM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 02:00 PM)

"All your philosophy doesn't matter at this moment," Allerleirauh said. "It's Jazbet who will make the decision; convince him, not me, if you want her life spared. Children have more than one need. Jazbet's vision tells him that this one's needs will best be served by the two of us, our different abilities and outlooks working together. She is no less safe with you than anywhere else in the world, while Azurites are hunted and despised."

She had hesitated to mention herself in the context of the child, lest he think she was trying to bind him again. She wasn't. Perhaps Jazbet had thought of it - he was a clever fellow, and a romantic. But in her mind, the welfare of the little girl and romance were very separate things.

Posted by: Arynel Jan 28 2005, 09:21 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 01:08 PM)

Arynel nodded.

"Fine then," the Breton said, "You take care of her, and I'll help when I am able."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 09:23 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 02:04 PM)

"Oh," Doll said. "You're not a mage, no one ever taught you how to study."

She bent down to sort through her belongings, then set a vial firmly on the table between them.

"The student's savior. You learn by doing, not by failing. Each time you do something right it makes a new path in your brain. So drink many potions to increase your intelligence while you study. When the potion fades, you will no longer be a genius - but you will retain what you have learned."

She smiled sweetly.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 28 2005, 09:26 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 03:13 PM)

Loranna raises her eyebrows at the vial Doll produced.

" ... I am definitely going to study alchemy once I get this little reading matter taken care of, along with the other things I need to learn," she says, opening the vial.

Pausing for a second, she asks " ... Anything I should know about suddenly becoming smarter than normal? Funny headaches, voices in my head telling me all the things I should have figured out already, anything like that?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 09:31 PM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 02:11 PM)

Arynel nodded.

"Fine then," the Breton said, "You take care of her, and I'll help when I am able."

It was a partial victory, but not good enough. Allerleirauh felt that it would be dishonest to tell Jazbet that Arynel had committed to the child's welfare when he hadn't, then realized that Jazbet would know the truth, whatever she told him.

"Arynel," she said softly, casting about for anything that would help. "Vehk's mother died before he was born, and he was left nameless. But his children all have names. Even Sen-Yedda, who was conceived when he was far from here - he didn't leave her to face her life without a name. Would you have her be - an inconvenience, an afterthought? Our children deserve more, surely, than we were ourselves given."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 09:33 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 02:16 PM)

"Clever people's heads don't ache, silly," Doll said, giggling. "And you won't become wise - no one has a potion for that - only smart. So you can't figure out what to do, any better than you ever could. If a potion could make men truly wise, don't you think the world would be run better than it is now?"

Posted by: Arynel Jan 28 2005, 09:36 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 01:21 PM)

Arynel twisted his mouth in comtemplation.

"Why surely she could have the world," the Breton began, "if it were mine to give. If she asks me something I am able to deliver, I will give it, as I have always done. The truth is I do not have alot to give, enough for my own interests, but little else, what I have though, I will not hesitate to extend when it is asked for."

Posted by: Loranna Jan 28 2005, 09:37 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 03:23 PM)

"I suppose you have a point," Loranna says, shrugging and drinking the potion.

She waits a moment, then looks down at Jazbet's note and the book she was trying to read before. " ... Okay, this is starting to make more sense now ..."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 09:48 PM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 02:26 PM)

Allerleirauh was silent, thinking about resources. She had no doubt of her abilities to provide for a child physically. But it was true that she also had very little to give. She thought of her own childhood - the best father in the world, when she saw him, which was rarely; her mother dead, a barely remembered perfume and a scattering of song. Forced attendence at ballrooms, escape to stables, not calling him 'father' in public. Being a 'ward' and not a daughter. And then even the little bit she thought she knew about herself and her own story shattered at a single blow.

And what had Arynel's childhood been like? A Mages' Guild in High Rock somewhere. Surely the most sterile and uncaring of all possible homes.

"But you have the world," she said suddenly. "Isn't that exactly what you have? Why put limits on yourself now, you who are always limitless? Give her the world, like a pomegrate ready to be bitten."

She smiled at him. "I will tell Jazbet - she lives."

Posted by: Arynel Jan 28 2005, 09:51 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 01:38 PM)

Arynel's focus drifted back towards the table.

"I have the world? Hardly so," the Breton said, "I left it behind, to seek my own."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 09:52 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 02:27 PM)

"I thought it might," Doll said, grinning. "Now back to my endless work."

She was tired of making scrolls to communicate. Now she set to work on other scrolls. Scrolls for detecting enemies. Scrolls to dispell illusions. There was enough work here for a dozen scribes.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 09:57 PM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 02:41 PM)

Arynel's focus drifted back towards the table.

"I have the world? Hardly so," the Breton said, "I left it behind, to seek my own."

"But you just said it," Allerleirauh said. "Your own world. How can that be, unless it belongs to you? And what other world could you give to anyone?"

She smiled, tilting her head to one side. They could play word games indefinitely. She felt certain, suddenly, that it would be all right. The child's own objectionableness would save her. The little girl who had bitten and kicked her after summoning a Twilight was Arynel's match in stubbornness; and he was neither coward nor slacker, to back away, leaving a job half-done.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 28 2005, 09:58 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 03:42 PM)

Loranna opens her mouth to speak, to ask Doll another question or thank her for the potion, but the young mage is already hard at work.

Deciding to make the most use of the time she has under the potion's effects, Loranna applies herself to studying her reading, getting up and hunting down a couple more books with more promising-sounding titles. She can talk to Doll when the girl is done with her work.

Posted by: Arynel Jan 28 2005, 10:01 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 01:47 PM)

Arynel looks up from the table.

"If I give it away," the Breton said to Allerleirauh, "It will no longer be mine."

Posted by: Sheogorath Jan 28 2005, 10:09 PM

Summary:

Elysana, the Queen of Wayrest, is on a ship skirting the sea on the northern edge of Skyrim. With her are twenty of her knights and the playwright Baloth-Kul. Their destination is Solitude, to gain entry to the river system that will eventually lead to the Bjoulsae River and Wayrest.

Bosriel, the Void Vampire, is in Ebonheart.

Jazbet, the Khajiit knight of House Dres, is in Ald Saathim, trying to quell fights that have broken out between his people and the refugees from the neighboring domains. He has had a lot to deal with: the refugee situation; an Azurite girl who is currently sleeping under guard, her fate uncertain; organizing the defence of his own domain; learning about the world of the Void from Allerleirauh; and, yet, his mood is bright. Perhaps it’s the sex.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 10:14 PM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 02:51 PM)

Arynel looks up from the table.

"If I give it away," the Breton said to Allerleirauh, "It will no longer be mine."

"A moment ago you said you'd give it, if it were yours to give," Allerleirauh said. "Have you changed your mind?

"You can't lose such a thing - this is one of those infinities, like the ones we see in the sky, that only look like little balls because of our poor sad brains. You can give something away and still have it, when it's the world. And when she has it, it will be her world."

Besides, she thought, but did not say, smiling at him - this was dangerous ground - you can borrow my world, whenever you feel the need.

"These things will sort themselves out as we do them," she said. "I'm going to find Jazbet, lest I be too late. He says if we delay, the child will be damaged by being kept under sleep spells so long. Will you come?"

Posted by: Arynel Jan 28 2005, 10:16 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 02:04 PM)

"Yes, I will come." Arynel said, his face nearly void of expression.

The Breton got up from his seat, and followed behind Allerleirauh.

Posted by: Sheogorath Jan 28 2005, 10:19 PM

Ald Raathim

Jazbet found dealing with the fights curiously easier than he thought it would be. When he had his eyes, he would look rather than listen, and listening was what these situations called for. The guards were keeping some order, but there were precious few of them, and they were needed at the borders. It was essential that the people understood that for all their differences, they had much in common. At a deep level, they understood this.

As he spoke to them, Kallen approached. “Serjo, Jaster has seen to it that the guards are armed. We have weapons enough to give to the people.”

“I’ve talked to a number of our citizens and our new friends, who should be deputized to join the guards,” said Jazbet, and he gave their names to his seneschal. “Give the weapons to them first. They are level-headed and will keep order, as well as protect us from any invaders.”

That accomplished, Jazbet went into the crowded tavern. His throat was dry.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 28 2005, 10:22 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Jan 28 2005, 03:09 PM)

"Ah, Jazbet!" Allerleirauh called, her clear voice cutting through the crowd of people pressing forward to speak to their lord. "I have your answer, regarding the child. It's yes. She lives, then."

Posted by: Loranna Jan 28 2005, 10:31 PM

Library

Loranna lost track of time, engrossed as she is in her studies. Doll's assertation about learning by doing proved accurate, though the few times Loranna found herself failing to figure somethnig out weren't all that bad - she just used them as incentive to do better, and with enough success under her belt, she was able to draw some useful knowledge even out of failure.

Eventually, though, the potion wore off, and Loranna could feel her cognitive abilities shrink back - though, like Doll predicted, the words she had mastered remained inteligable to her eyes. Loranna picked up a book she hadn't touched yet and read through the first few pages; there were words she did not yet understand that confounded her there, but overall she at least understood the gist of the words.

Loranna smiled, and looked over to thank Doll, but the girl was still quite busy. Taking a small piece of parchment, Loranna scratched out a note reading Thank you - L, which she leaves on the table for Doll to find. It was a good time to take a break, and see how things were doing; Loranna headed out to town.

Ald Raathim

The village was fairly bustling as Loranna enters; there seemed to be some activiity and she notices a few people walking around with rather nice weaponry that she didn't recall seeing before. Allie must have returned with the weapons she had promised.

The tavern was as good a place as any to look for people, not to mention a drink; all her studying had left Loranna feeling a bit parched. She heads into the tavern and looks around. Allie's voice catches her attention and she starts heading over to her and Jazbet.

"Hi," Loranna says, nodding to Allie and Arynel. " ... Oh; you already figured out a plan, then?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Jan 28 2005, 10:37 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 04:12 PM)

"Ah, Jazbet!" Allerleirauh called, her clear voice cutting through the crowd of people pressing forward to speak to their lord. "I have your answer, regarding the child. It's yes. She lives, then."

Jazbet laughed. "Marvelous news! Drinks are on me, all around!"

The crowd roared.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 28 2005, 10:51 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Jan 28 2005, 04:27 PM)

Jazbet laughed. "Marvelous news! Drinks are on me, all around!"

The crowd roared.

Hearing Jazbet laugh with such warmth brings a smile to Loranna's face; the roar of the crowd and the influx of drinks makes her reflect for a moment on how funny it feels now, to be both at home in a tavern setting and yet not quite feel part of the crowd. Must have been all the reading she did.

Accepting a mug of mead, Loranna says to Jazbet "To your continued good humor, dear," and whets her throat.

Posted by: Aki Jan 29 2005, 12:03 AM

Summary-
Reichi is Ald raathim, very very very drunk...
Tohe, Eya, and Casmassim will arrive shortly, and ocaisonally appear in the story, Jean seems to have fallen overboard though (Master Of Nas has told me he has quit the RP)
--------------------------------
Blacklight

A small boat drfted into the port and docked, three robed people, a nord, a breton child, and a Redguard exited the beaten craft and paid for docking, then one offered to sell the ship and it's supplies, they almost certainally wouldn't need it again.

Eventually a price was agreed upon and the three set off into Ald Raathim, upon hearing rumors of Azurites and the like.

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 29 2005, 12:53 AM

*Erenius paces his small confines still more, when he decides to go to the door and look out its tiny porthole*

"Looks like te guards have forgoten I be here," Erenius says, a smile encroaching across his face.

*Erenius then nudges the door with his foot, which, to his suprise, swings ajar without a problem*

"And to think I could have left whenever I wished..." Erenius says, puzzled at the situation.

*With that, Erenius decides to leave the tower and go to where the obvious place for others to be was...the main village*
===
Ald Raathim

*Erenius looks over the village, noting something going on, but unsure of what it was. Thus, he goes forth regardless...*

Posted by: Sheogorath Jan 29 2005, 04:15 AM

Every road in Jazbet's domain was now lined with tents. It was impossible to say how many refugees there were, but the guards had kept a list of names to try to have some degree of organization to the chaos.

The formerly quiet little domain was very loud, and then it began to become still, quite suddenly. People were whispering and pointing down the road.

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 04:16 AM

Aricyn stepped out of the castle's front door and stretched. It was starting to feel like a classroom in there. All of the book-keeping and the scroll-scribing. He needed some fresh air, and a drink. The tavern in the village would be nice.

He went to the stables and saddled the only horse there. The shaggy ponies he was used to back home weren't kept in stalls, and would simply come when you whistled, but still, Kynidius, the sleek, brindled Highrock courser, was a fine animal. He patted his flank and set off for the village.

Aricyn had been told about the refugees, and it certainly looked like Jazbet's small demesne was being strained to make room for them all. Tents lined the road near the town, and the place was crowded like it was a festival.

He rode on to the tavern, the old wolf loping along beside.

By the looks on the people's faces, you'd think they'd never seen a Nord before.

Posted by: Sheogorath Jan 29 2005, 04:22 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Jan 28 2005, 10:06 PM)

By the looks on the people's faces, you'd think they'd never seen a Nord before.

They stared and they pointed. He heard them whisper the word 'Tiberarine' and 'savior' and 'slayer' and one little girl, before she was hushed, say, 'I thought he'd be even taller.'

No one approached, but they all smiled.

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 04:27 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Jan 28 2005, 08:12 PM)

Aricyn, from atop his tall mount, started eying the people suspiciosly. He caught a few of their words, but he couldn't understand what, exactly, they were saying.

He waved at one young woman who threw him a flower, and tried to smile, but his brow was furrowed in confusion.

"Grrnf," said the old wolf at his side, and Aricyn listened.

He spurred his horse to a trot and made for the tavern.

Posted by: Sheogorath Jan 29 2005, 04:33 AM

Ald Raathim

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Jan 28 2005, 10:17 PM)

He spurred his horse to a trot and made for the tavern.

The town square in front of the tavern was where the refugee camp was most chaotic. Still, even here, the noise died down to whispers, and when Aricyn came around the bend, entering the town, they parted like a wave to give him room.

People came out of their tents and houses to point and whisper and wave.

Word reached the people in the tavern.

'He's coming!'

People crowded to the door to see.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 04:43 AM

Beneath one of the tents where food was being prepared, Tris stood up and looked around him in mild alarm, as people ran past.

Inside the tavern, Allerleirauh also rose to her feet. "Wonderful," she said, to her table companions. "I think we should probably go see this."

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 04:45 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 10:33 PM)

Loranna rises to her feet as well. "Agreed," she says, putting her mug of mead down.

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 04:45 AM

Night-Scar saw some sort of hubbub down on the road leading to the tavern. Curious, he slipped out of bed and limped out of the castle, taking a roundabout route to avoid the crowd. he quietly entered through the back door, just in time to see the entire crowd surrounding the front door.

He remained lingering in the back.

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 04:47 AM

Arynel says nothing, but rises from his seat. The Breton follows behind Loranna and Allerleirauh.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 04:49 AM

Teleran looked over to see Arynel, Loranna and Allerleirauh rise and begin to move. He followed them to see what interested them.

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 04:50 AM

Aricyn gave a half-smile to the crowd at the tavern door. By this point he was convinced that they were all such yokels that white hair was a novelty to them, but then he saw Allerleirauh in the back, near the tavern door.

Obviously they were just addled.

He started to swing from his saddle, and an older Dunmer man ran and dropped to all fours beneath his stirrup.

Addled.

Aricyn swung himself over the other side to the ground. He was starting to be quite self-conscious and rather annoyed.

He waved his hands at the crowd in front of the tavern door, and they parted like water, closing in behind him as he passed.

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 04:56 AM

Arynel looked at Aricyn, then to the crowed, and back towards Aricyn.

"Are they mad?" The Breton asked, "Dunmer, parting way for a Nord!"

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 04:58 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Jan 28 2005, 10:40 PM)

Loranna watches Aricyn enter, a small grimace on her face. Seeing all these people revere him brought back a few memories of her own time as Incarnate Mother, and she starts seriously worrying that the masses are setting themselves up for disappointment or worse.

"Hi Aricyn," she says, nodding to the confused and annoyed Nord. " ... You've become somewhat famous ..."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 05:00 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 09:46 PM)

Arynel looked at Aricyn, then to the crowed, and back towards Aricyn.

"Are they mad?" The Breton asked, "Dunmer, parting way for a Nord!"

"I'm not sure I like this," Allerleirauh said. "I think I just guessed what 'Tiberarine' means."

She stepped out to meet Aricyn. "Have you gone mad?"

But the look of evident bewilderment in his eyes stopped her.

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 05:04 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 08:50 PM)

Aricyn, a deep frown hiding his eyes behind white eyebrows, took Allerleirauh by the arm, rather tightly, and led her back into the tavern. He looked at Loranna as she she spoke, the frown not leaving his face.

Someone rushed forward and eagerly took charge of Kynidius's reins.

The crowd started to file in behind them, timidly. In the back, shorter people were hopping to see over the heads of the crowd.

"OUT!" Aricyn said, in a powerful voice, and they fell back to the street. He closed the tavern doors and turned to his companions left inside.

"What, by All the Winds that Blow Across All the Peaks There Are, is going on here?"

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 05:06 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Jan 28 2005, 10:54 PM)

Aricyn, a deep frown hiding his eyes behind white eyebrows, took Allerleirauh by the arm, rather tightly, and led her back into the tavern. He looked at Loranna as she she spoke, the frown not leaving his face.

Someone rushed forward and eagerly took charge of Kynidius's reins.

The crowd started to file in behind them, timidly. In the back, shorter people were hopping to see over the heads of the crowd.

"OUT!" Aricyn said, in a powerful voice, and they fell back to the street. He closed the tavern doors and turned to his companions left inside.

What, by All the Winds that Blow Across All the Peaks There Are, is going on here?

Loranna sighs. "People have heard that you were the one to send Azura back to Oblivion, and that you had something to do with Vivec's blowing up," she says. "From there ... well, the story's turned into you being the next incarnation of Tiber Septim, come to save us from the Azurites."

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 05:08 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 08:56 PM)

Aricyn listened to Loranna's every word. If anything, the frown on his face got deeper.

He turned to Allerleirauh, "Is she serious?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 05:11 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Jan 28 2005, 09:58 PM)

Aricyn listened to Loranna's every word. If anything, the frown on his face got deeper.

He turned to Allerleirauh, "Is she serious?"

"It's the first I've heard it, but I've been in Daggerfall. The word I heard was 'Tiberarine.' I'm not entirely certain how the second 'r' snuck in there, but unless there's a gentleman named Tiberarius whose career I'm not aware of, I think it's a good guess. You're from the North, a heroic military leader making incursions into other territories. You have the thu'um. You stood against a Daedra and saved a city. What did you expect?"

She was not quite smiling.

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 05:13 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 09:01 PM)

Aricyn sat down with a thud.

Outside, the crowd could be heard. They were cheering, or singing, or some other foolish thing.

"Not this," Aricyn said flatly.

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 05:14 AM

Arynel began to chuckle.

"You," the Breton said with a smile, "Tibererine! It's so delightful, so wonderfully twisted!"

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 05:18 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 11:04 PM)

Arynel began to chuckle.

"You," the Breton said with a smile, "Tibererine! It's so delightful, so wonderfully twisted!"

"As darkly humorous as this is," Loranna says, " ... this doesn't bode too well. An inspiring hero is one thing, but this is hitting the levels I caused as Incarnate, and I don't see that helping us help these people defend themselves. They'll assume Aricyn will blow all their troubles away instead."

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 05:20 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 09:08 PM)

Arynel turned towards Loranna.

"No, there is a difference here," the Breton says, "he knows this isn't right, you had to figure it out yourself, we're very fortunate this time."

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 05:22 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 11:10 PM)

Arynel turned towards Loranna.

"No, there is a difference here," the Breton says, "he knows this isn't right, you had to figure it out yourself, we're very fortunate this time."

"Yeah, you've got a point," Loranna says to Arynel. "So the next question is - how do we break it to the masses? With a loud and thundering "I am NOT Tiber Septim reborn?!" speech, or something gentler to start?"

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 05:24 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 09:12 PM)

"Why do you ask?" Arynel said. "Have you not seen it done once before, in much more dire circumstances?"

The Breton turned to Allerleirauh and Aricyn, "who will speak, and unweave these false threads that tie their hearts?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 05:25 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 10:14 PM)

"I have seen exactly how well it works when I'm the one to speak," Allerleirauh said, and now she was smiling.

"It's not that simple; nothing ever is."

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 05:27 AM

Aricyn sat silently, drowning in thought, the old wolf's head in his lap.

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 05:28 AM

"I suppose the Tibererine should be the one to do it," Arynel said, "If he able."

The Breton paused, and grinned.

"I certainly hope the fearless Nord isn't afraid to tell off a few misguided Dunmer."

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 05:31 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 09:18 PM)

Aricyn stood, rather suddenly. He was much, much taller than the Breton bard.

The frown had not left his face.

"I think you're enjoying this a bit too much," he said, his face whiter and his cheeks redder than usual.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 05:31 AM

Teleran was still trying to make sense of what they were talking about, 'Aricyn is the Tiberarar-what? Another incarnate?' The serious looks that were passing between them, well except for Arynel, he seemed in a good humour, made Teleran fall over laughing.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 05:32 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 11:18 PM)

" ... Aricyn should definitely say something," Loranna says. "I think though it might help if we all tried to remind people wherever we can that strength and courage are findable in every man and mer's hearts, not just in the obvious, flashy heroes. Right now, if I understand this right, they're scared and they're not believing they can face the dangers threatening us; that's why they turn to a figure to worship ..."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 05:34 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 10:22 PM)

"Strength and courage aren't worth much, in the face of falling moons and daedric incursions," Allerleirauh said. "Why not tell them about your true Emperor, Aricyn? Give them the speech, the one you gave me, with your eyes shining. I believed you then. Or at least, I believed you believed your own story."

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 05:35 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 09:22 PM)

Arynel looked at Loranna.

"Walk the road yet untrodden," the Breton said, "and then you will speak with a voice that holds no limit."

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 05:40 AM

Loranna looks first to Allie, and then to Arynel.

" ... Maybe but ... this still isn't right ..." she says quietly in response to Allie. She opens her mouth as though to say something to Arynel but decides against it.

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 05:41 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 09:25 PM)

Arynel looked at Loranna.

"Walk the road yet untrodden," the Breton said, "and then you will speak with a voice that holds no limit."

Aricyn was still looming over Arynel, and although his ears were ringing, he was almost certain that he hadn't heard the word 'sorry' in the bard's last sentence.

White-knuckled, his fist did what it had wanted to do on a number of occasions, and stepped up to introduce itself to Arynel's jaw.

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 05:46 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Jan 28 2005, 09:31 PM)

Arynel fell to the tavern floor with a thud, and turned slowly his face towards Aricyn.

The Breton tried to form words, "What... doing?"

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 05:50 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 09:36 PM)

Arynel fell to the tavern floor with a thud, and turned slowly his face towards Aricyn.

The Breton tried to form words, "What... doing?"

Aricyn looked down at the Breton, sprawled on the floor.

"I should speak to them," Aricyn said quietly, possibly to himself.

"They no doubt wait to hear."

"Nrr," said the old wolf at his side.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 05:53 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Jan 28 2005, 11:40 PM)

Aricyn looked down at the Breton, sprawled on the floor.

"I should speak to them," Aricyn said quietly, possibly to himself.

"They no doubt wait to hear."

"Nrr," said the old wolf at his side.

Loranna blinks, having been rendered speechless for a moment by Aricyn's swift punch.

... That one was probably a while coming, she thinks to herself.

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 05:54 AM

Night-Scar stumbled over towards the direction of Aricyn and the bard. The tension and exertion were fatiguing him already. Aricyn had already walked off. He offered Arynel a hand.

"It's all right, friend. A little bad blood never hurt anyone."

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 05:56 AM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Jan 28 2005, 09:44 PM)

Arynel nodded.

"Give me a moment to collect myself." The Breton said, taking hold of the offered hand.

He sat down at a table, and a soft blue light began to appear.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 06:01 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 10:46 PM)

Arynel nodded.

"Give me a moment to collect myself." The Breton said, taking hold of the offered hand.

He sat down at a table, and a soft blue light began to appear.

"That's what Nords call 'getting your bell rung'," Allie said gently. "You need to pay attention better; even the gentlest dog will bite when it's injured and its master is away. Couldn't you see that he was going to hit something?"

She followed Aricyn.

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 06:03 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 09:51 PM)

"Horses." Arynel says, and the Breton goes silent.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Jan 29 2005, 06:05 AM

Outskirts of Blacklight

A Dunmer cloaked in a priests robe, kneels in a dimly, lit tent, alone. The air smells of fragrants, blood and musk, as if a ritual had recently been performed. A husky Dunmer, outfitted in Ebony armor with the build of a Nord, quietly enters the tent, followed by a Dunmer woman looking absolutely flawless in a red dress, except for the fact that she is missing her right arm.

Before words from the guests can be spoken, the kneeling Dunmer’s voice greets them. “She has spoken to me. Our God, our queen. I know what we must do.”

The husky Dunmer parts his lips and a typical, gravely, Dunmer voice, mixed with a Nord’s accent replies. “You ready?”

The kneeling Dunmer wastes no time in responding. “Since the day I was born.”

All three exit the tent and a gigantic roar, showers them as they walk into the murky, dew filled Morrowind afternoon. They raise their hands as they look upon a group of thousands, each with eyes as blue as the Eltheric ocean.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 06:05 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 11:46 PM)

Arynel nodded.

"Give me a moment to collect myself." The Breton said, taking hold of the offered hand.

He sat down at a table, and a soft blue light began to appear.

"Thanks dear," Loranna says to Night-Scar, looking to Arynel.

" ... Allie has a point; there are times when I've worried you're so close to the stars you forget what it's like for those of us not on your level yet," she says as gently as she can. " ... and yes; horses."

She turns to follow the other Nords. " ... We'll be right back ..."

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 06:08 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 09:55 PM)

"And what is that?" Arynel yelled to Loranna. "What level am I on? What have I forgot? Is not the same dirt beneath my feet as yours, does not the same sky make my rainment as theirs?"

The Breton crossed his arms defiently.

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 06:10 AM

Aricyn removed all traces of the frown from his face, adjusted his cloak, and strode toward the door. His bootheels rang like thunder in the little tavern.

He swung the doors open wide, and instantly the crowd outside grew quiet. The Dunmer that had taken his reins came running back with the horse, and Aricyn mounted.

He rode one small circle in the center of the street, to clear the crowd, and then spoke...

"HEAR ME!" he said, and each word rolled across the plains and returned from the distant mountains.

"I know why you have come..." he hesitated, "...but you are mistaken!"

Kynidius sensed his tension, and was restless beneath him.

"You have come looking for protection from your enemies. You have come seeking shelter from a storm under an eagle's wing!"

He waited for the thunder of his voice to subside. Surely his words could be heard back at the castle as well as here.

"Know this!

"Protection does not come without service!

"Shelter does not come without loyalty!

"If you come to cower in the shadow of another, go pray to your ancestors elsewhere. Here, you will serve as you are served! You will fight, and you will be fought for!

"Fight bravely, act honorably, and the True Emperor shall see the glory of your service!"

Kynidius reared at his last words. It was not difficult to believe, in moments like this, that he was the Emperor. His snowy hair shone brighter than his mail in the sun, and his words still hung on the wind.

He turned to Allerleirauh, standing near the tavern door.

"Men do not follow what they have not seen," he said to her, quietly.

Turning his horse quickly, he rode off toward the hills. The crowd parted before him and cheered.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 06:14 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Jan 28 2005, 11:58 PM)

Loranna pauses for a moment, then turns to walk back to Arynel.

"Arynel," she says quietly, then she sighs, her head drooped.

" ... Okay, fine; yeah, I didn't like it much when you spanked me that time in Skyrim," she says. "No one likes getting socked head on; you got a right to be irate right now."

" ... But tell me; ... do you have any idea why he just did that?" she asks. "And do you think I understood what you were doing at first when you called me out that time?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 06:16 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 11:04 PM)

"You two," Allerleirauh said, in a strange voice, "Have a true gift for petty squabbles, in the face of greater events. I think someone should find out where he goes."

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 06:17 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 10:04 PM)

Arynel's face was stern as he eyed Loranna. "I had held my hand off for too long already in your case."

The Breton paused, but his expression did not alter.

"He did it because he has no feet."

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 06:22 AM

Loranna feel her skin tighten a bit, and she opens her mouth to reply ...

" ... Allie's got a point; arguing right now is stupid," she says, the silver-haired Nord's words ringing in her ears. She looks over to Allie.

" ... I came down on foot," she says to her. "Want me to go find Jazbet and inform him of what's going on while you follow him?"

Posted by: SEKKA Jan 29 2005, 06:23 AM

A shadowey figure is unseen on the outskirts of the crowd, he reached for the dunmer's purse but it was just out of reach...he just needed to get a little closer...he touched the purse gently, but he had streached himself out too much, he lost his balance and had to step foreward....*CLANK*...."were in trouble...its them damn boots...lets just run..." Sekka starts to run away but realises the mand didnt even notice....these people were oblivious...all they were looking at was the man on the horse....."wait....thats....that Nord...we know him..."

Posted by: Solin Jan 29 2005, 06:24 AM

[Arcius Crito, Dagon Fel]

In the distant north, the isle region of Sheogorad was receiving a light rain. Arcius’s mind wasn’t troubled by thoughts of the Tiberine, of which he knew nothing.

The townsfolk watched each other with a sense of unease. They watched the sailors and armed men unloading a large crate from the docked ship with a much greater sense. The dark face of a dunmer sailor stared down the gang plank before he was brushed aside by the long box.

It rattled down the board and landed on the dock with a thud. Captain Arcius winced as the wooden crate threatened to either fall into the slaughterfish infested waters or break upon on the dock. Fortune was with him for the time being and the crate remained intact and on the dock.

“I hope you enjoy that more than we did,” a shipmate called down with his nose curled. His voice was insinuating the improper. Crito just turned his head and coughed. By the Ninth Divine Himself, he could smell it from where he stood. He covered his nose and mouth with a scented cloth.

A Breton man descended down the plank after the crate. He likewise held a similar, well used, rag to his nose. The men groaned and made faces but still managed to heft the box to their shoulders. One turned to Crito and had the nerve to ask of the newcomer, “Why isn’t this fool helping us?”

The fool, it turned out, had his own reply. “I rode with the damn thing nearly all the way from Vivec,” he returned with a crooked smile. “That’s why.”

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 06:25 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 11:12 PM)

"This has nothing whatsoever to do with Jazbet," Allerleirauh said. "And if Arynel goes, he's likely to get punched again. I'll go, when he gets to a stopping place."

She looked out at the crowd of Dunmer, who were beginning to exchange gossip.

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 06:32 AM

Night-Scar caught the figure's wrist. "Where do you think you're going, thief?"

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 06:34 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 29 2005, 12:15 AM)

Loranna walks over to Allie, looking out at the crowd herself. She is quiet as she watches and listens, though it's hard for her not to keep thinking on what Allie said about her and Arynel.

Stop that; just move on and start paying more attention, she admonishes herself.

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 06:34 AM

Aricyn rode until he found himself on the same hill as he had been on yesterday morning. He liked this hill. From its stony top one could clearly see far to the west.

He slid from Kynidius's back, and dropped onto his back on the cool rock. He laid there, staring at the passing clouds.

The old wolf sat a way off, and did not trouble him.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 06:37 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Jan 28 2005, 11:24 PM)

Allerleirauh stepped in, through the side of the rock, and pulled herself to the top. She sat down beside Aricyn, her feet tucked under her, and studied his face.

"I don't understand you," she said. "What are you showing them?"

Posted by: SEKKA Jan 29 2005, 06:38 AM

"theif??....were not thieves....no dont listen to him......WHAT?? WERE ON THE SAME TEAM.....but if we get caught then whats the worse that can happen.....JAIL!!...last time we argued we got beat up....YOU got beat up, we wernt drunk enough for me to fight properly" Sekka dropped a large bag full of moneypurses on the ground and gave the man in front of him a lopsided smile...

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 06:40 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 10:27 PM)

Aricyn lay still for a long moment, still watching the clouds. He was used to Allerleirauh appearing out of thin air.

"I don't understand me," he said at last.

"I want to show them that what they believe is right. I want to show them what an Emperor is like. I want them to love him.

"I don't know how else to do that."

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 06:40 AM

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Jan 28 2005, 11:28 PM)

Night-Scar chuckled. "It takes one to know one, fella. Now get outta here, before some real guard sees you and lops your head off."

He gave Sekka a light shove and watched.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 06:40 AM

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Jan 29 2005, 12:28 AM)

Loranna notices Sekka and Night-Scar, and mutters to herself "Oh dear ..."

Stepping outside, she tries to make her way to the two men before something happens; upon seeing the moneypurses hit the ground Loranna feels her heart sink.

Posted by: SEKKA Jan 29 2005, 06:43 AM

Sekkka looks around and notices that the people are starting to look rather angry...."well i guess we shouldnt have confessed.....in front of everyone...ummm....sorry?"

Posted by: stratigo Jan 29 2005, 06:45 AM

Zaldaar sat deep in thought. Ragner had left about an hour ago. He was called away. Plus the power that the two of them generated had started to attract unwanted attention. Something they were not prepared to deal with on top of everything else. Now he had to find Allie and get his ring back. It was far past time.

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 06:46 AM

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Jan 28 2005, 11:33 PM)

Sekkka looks around and notices that the people are starting to look rather angry...."well i guess we shouldnt have confessed.....in front of everyone...ummm....sorry?"

Night-Scar laughed. "We didn't confess to anything, sonny. Now like I said, get outta here. Hastiy-like."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 06:46 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Jan 28 2005, 11:30 PM)

"You want them to love him, and to understand what an Emperor is like, so you show them you?"

She reached down and ran her fingers through his forelock, lifting it, rubbing the top of his head.

"It's not such a mad idea; it's like what Vehk would call mantling. But it's very dangerous. Are you sure you are that transparent? When they call your name, will you really pass all that praise to him? Won't you keep some for yourself - and confuse them? When he comes, will he reward you, or execute you as an imposter?"

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 06:48 AM

Teleran was walking by when he noticed Night-Scar, fool practice changing your name, and another standing on opposite sides of a coinpurse. 'Well if they're going to leave it right there they obviously don't need it,' he thought as he pulled the pouch over to himself as he kept walking. 'I wonder if they'll notice it leaving them.' The pouch moved along the ground following a few feet behind him.

Posted by: Rhedd Jan 29 2005, 06:48 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 10:36 PM)

Aricyn closed his eyes, her cool fingers in his his hair felt very good, for once.

"You haven't met him."

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 06:52 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 12:38 AM)

Loranna walks up behind Teleran and baps him on the shoulder. "What are you doing? That's not yours. Bring that back ..." she says, tugging on his arm.

Turning to look at the somewhat upset deputy closing in on Sekka and Night-Scar, she goes over to speak with him. "Serjo, I know this man; he is a good soul, but is not in control of all his actions. He's been touched by the Golden Road. He'll return the gold."

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 06:54 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 11:42 PM)

Night-Scar threw up his hands. "I didn't do it, muthsera."

Posted by: SEKKA Jan 29 2005, 06:55 AM

"yes....listen to the girl....shes a nice girl and has some nice friends...im her friend....ill give the gold back...we really are sorry...im glad we have two feet, both of you can put one in our mouth....wow hes never said anything that witty before...and he didnt tell us too shut up....were making progress...."

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 06:55 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 28 2005, 08:42 PM)

The purse stopped moving. "What are you talking about?" Teleran said trying to sound and look innocent, and failing miserably at both. "Oh, that, someone must have dropped it. I had nothing to do with it. Alright, alright, but I was going to give it back. Honest."

Posted by: SEKKA Jan 29 2005, 06:58 AM

"umm....well...i think we should probobly take a walk....a long walk....maybe into somewhere that angry peasants cant hurt us....we are a peasant....im of noble birth....yah...shut up....hes back to his normal self...thats for sure...."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 06:59 AM

Tris:

"Interesting day, eh?" Tris said. He had finally caught up to Ciel. "Raiding expeditions, Dunmer babies, now we get to meet the Emperor himself!"

Tris laughed, a short, barking laugh. "No thank you. I like my Emperors with a few more centuries of Cyrodiilic polish on them."

Nothing could shake his good mood right now, though. He had important news.

"We should go on more raids," he said. "Ciel, did you see me? She's not wrong - the General, I mean. I still remember it. It's just like a centipede that counts his feet and forgets how to walk. I have to do it. But I can do it, that's the important thing. Not Void walking, but the other things I used to do. Being stronger, faster, luckier. I remember. And if that much is still there, the rest is still there too. It's Arynel who rattled it out of my head, talking about ideals and reality. Something that was done once creates a path, it's easier for me the second time. Somewhere there's still an image of me with two feet. I can touch it, I can almost taste it."

He knew he was babbling; he stopped himself. His face was flushed, as if he'd just come in from running.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 07:00 AM

Loranna just glares at Teleran. "Not now dear," she mutters, as Sekka's speech makes her earlier assertion sound very legitimate.

The deputy sighs. " ... Tis not good to let such a man walk around unattended," he says, as a quick dispel is cast to make sure Sekka is 'clean' and the gold taken away to be returned to the miffed citizens.

"We understand serjo," Loranna says, nodding. Hearing Sekka, she says " ... We'll see to that."

Turning to Sekka, Loranna says " ... Dear, good to see you again; you may want to lie low for a bit yes, but do stay in touch, okay? The deputies will want to have us keep an eye on you after this ..."

Posted by: Aki Jan 29 2005, 07:01 AM

Reichi stumbled by in a drunken state, seeing Sekka he waved weakly and mumbled something that was likely a hello. Reichi then stumbled off into the crowd, stumbled into sevral people and got smacked to the ground.

"Hey....why do me face hurt?" he asked of no one in particular.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Jan 29 2005, 07:07 AM

Outskirts of Blacklight

As Isaiah Nabi stands in front of his newfound family, his people, which nonbelievers titled “Azurites” he feels a sense of power, and hope. That Azura’s “Will” shall be done.

Isaiah raises his hands and speaks in a voice that seems to be amplified by some mysterious power. “People, hear me! I, Isaiah Nabi, stands before you with my fellow prophets,” A glance is thrown to the towering Dunmer to his right. “Jeremiah Hozeh,” A subtle motion is made to the one armed female Dunmer on his left. “and Ezeka Ro’eh. Fear not, we are the Prophets of Azura.”

Another thundering roar covers the grim, Morrowind land, as winged twilights circle the air above.

“We must make it known that we are not the enemy. We are only the true saviors of this land. Azura’s word is law, and anyone who breaks it, or doesn’t accept it must be punished. Look upon us and know, that you have Azura’s blessing, and love. If you work with us we will prevail and show all of Nirn the way to enlightenment, the way to Azura’s Will.”

Isaiah throws his hands up to the heavens, as if trying to catch the sky. “Azura’s Will be done!!”

The crowd lets out another howl as Isaiah looks to the heavens. The three Prophets of Azura stand before the sapphire eyed crowd of thousands, looking eerily like a mock Tribunal.

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 07:07 AM

Night-Scar dragged himself away from Sekka, bought himself and Teleran drinks, and lay his head down to sleep.

Posted by: SEKKA Jan 29 2005, 07:08 AM

Sekka went to the end of the row of tents and found one that was not occupied, it was sitting in mudpuddle...Sekka moved it...so it was sitting in the middle of the road "ahh this is much better...your an idiot...no this is a nicer spot....were in the middle of the road you numbskull...well...who cares...anyone who wants to get through can go through the mud puddle...to tell the truth this is a nice spot..."

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 07:10 AM

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Jan 29 2005, 12:58 AM)

Loranna takes Sekka gently but firmly by the arm. "Here; let me introduce you to the castle," she tells him. "We'll get you a decent room, and you can fill us in on your travels when you've had a chance to rest."

Posted by: SEKKA Jan 29 2005, 07:11 AM

Sekka thanks loranna and falls into his bed....seems he hasnt slept in ages...

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 07:13 AM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Jan 28 2005, 08:57 PM)

Night-Scar dragged himself away from Sekka, bought himself and Teleran drinks, and lay his head down to sleep.

"I'm buying," Teleran said, waving off the offer of drink, "I think this belongs to you." He continued, holding up the pouch of coin. "Here you go," he said forcing the coin into Night-Scar's hands. "I've already had enough to drink, care for a game of dice?"

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 07:15 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 12:03 AM)

"Dammit, Tel, how'd you get away with that purse? And I am definitely buying, don't even try that. As far as dice...I'm hardly drunk this time, let's go."

Posted by: Solin Jan 29 2005, 07:15 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 10:49 PM)

[Ciel]

"Of course I saw you," Ciel said with a small smile. "As everyone dived into the fray. Quite a handy unlock spell you have."

The knight scratched the new growth on his face.

“Stronger, faster, and luckier?” he asked. “What other aspects that can you alter?”

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 07:21 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Jan 29 2005, 12:05 AM)

"That I can do - that's it, almost. It's possible to do almost anything. Dragon can change the course of history. Allie can change the weather. Leseth can make himself immune to weapons. Little Tris was good at running very very fast. Well, I can't run, but I'm still fast. I've done other things, on occasion. Stopped everything, just to take a look around. Seen the pathing - the fates that spread out in front of people - where a man will set his foot next. I've seen through things, when I needed to find someone. There are strings of power to take you across continents, and to summon weapons, and to make solid earth as soft as air. I can't do any of that. Yet. But it's within my grasp again."

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 07:22 AM

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Jan 29 2005, 01:01 AM)

Sekka thanks loranna and falls into his bed....seems he hasnt slept in ages...

Loranna smiles as she sees Sekka hit the hay; it was good to know that he was still alive and seemed relatively all right. She wonders for a moment how other people she knew that weren't around were doing - Dur'el and Kasha, in particular.

Then, as she's leaving Sekka's room, her thoughts return to the recent scene in the tavern. Her cheeks flush and she grimaces, feeling like an idiot.

" ... What happened? Are we all fed up with each other by now, despite everything we've been through? Or even because of it?" she mutters under her breath.

" ... Guess I shouldn't have said anything ... just, well ... even if he had pushed him too far, it didn't seem right to just let it be then. But maybe I should have let him cool off before trying to say something; I don't know him well enough even when he's in a good mood ..."

Loranna sighs. " ... Sometimes it seems the best thing to do is to just keep my mouth shut and not try to do anything."

Not sure what else to do right now, Loranna heads back to the library. Maybe trying to read again would help make things clearer.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 07:25 AM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Jan 28 2005, 09:05 PM)

"Dammit, Tel, how'd you get away with that purse? And I am definitely buying, don't even try that. As far as dice...I'm hardly drunk this time, let's go."

Clearing some space, Teleran pointed to a spot, "The wagers go here, roll the dice over here." After the wagers were in play, one of Night-Scar's old amulets and three rings with some semiprecious stones in them against an thousand septims on Night-Scar's side. Teleran rolled five dice, they came up three fours, a six and a three, a fairly good roll. "Looks like my luck is decent today, your turn."

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 07:27 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 12:15 AM)

4, 5, 3, 6...

2.

"My loss. No big. In fact, I'll raise on this next roll to 2000, how are you going to match that?"

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 07:31 AM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Jan 28 2005, 09:17 PM)

4, 5, 3, 6...
2.
"My loss. No big. In fact, I'll raise on this next roll to 2000, how are you going to match that?"

"I'll match with what I just won last round,minus the ebony and plus this enchanting ring I won off you at darts, and I'll throw in this necklace too." Teleran said. "My roll...two sixes, two fives, a three, and a one. That was looking nice till that last one came up. Next round you roll first."

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 07:39 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 12:21 AM)

All 1s.

"My roll to start the next round. I'll put up 5000 - you're playing...jewels, daggers and the previous jackpot...gotcha. Ooh, now that is a tough roll to beat. 6, 6, 6, 6, 5!"

Posted by: Solin Jan 29 2005, 07:46 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 11:11 PM)

“Yes, Dragon helped me in Colovia,” Ciel said growing a bit quiet

He perked up again.

“So you could see the future?” he asked a bit incredulously. “That’d be a useful talent to regain. You could tell us where we’re going to head next.”

He gave a small smile again.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 07:50 AM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Jan 28 2005, 09:29 PM)

All 1s.
"My roll to start the next round. I'll put up 5000 - you're playing...jewels, daggers and the previous jackpot...gotcha. Ooh, now that is a tough roll to beat. 6, 6, 6, 6, 5!"

Teleran's eyes widened at the impressive throw, "Well I'll be. I should have stopped last round. Here goes...6...6...6...6..." And a 6 dammit I don't want that stuff, I don't have room for potions in my pack as it is, one of the sixes flipped to a four. "and 4 looks like you win this one. Guess my luck's run out. Another game, darts perhaps?"

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 07:55 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 12:40 AM)

Night-Scar gathered his winnings cheerfully. "No darts, Tel. I'm tired out of my mind. And I dont really know what to do with all of this money. Hey, barkeeper! If any one of the people staying in Jazbet's castle comes down here in the next week, use this to cover their tab..."

He laid his head down at the bar and slept.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 07:56 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Jan 29 2005, 12:36 AM)

"It's not the future, exactly, it's more of a tendency... where influences gather. Pathing is set by the Aedra, Allie thinks. Look."

Tris pointed to a stream of people walking back and forth from the well.

"See how everyone swerves, just there? If you could see it, I bet there's a glitch. It's not a stone in the path, or anything sensible - just a little place where the gods laid out the path wrong. And most people just set their feet down where the path is. You and me, it's different. You stepped off the path when you defied Elysana. I stepped off it - I think when I fell in love with you."

He said this last very quietly.

"I used to think I came unpathed a long time before that. Back when I started running. But it seems like everything works backwards and forwards at the same time and meets in the middle like a big tangle. This was my destiny, what I was running towards. I just didn't know it at the time. It's easier to see the paths if you let your eyes unfocus a little. I used to see them as a child, at sunrise and sunset, it's easier then because everything's easier on the edges. Bridges - over water - you can see the glitter. Stairwells. Roofs, where the eaves meet between two houses. That's Mirea's specialty. I'm boring you, probably."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Jan 29 2005, 08:02 AM

Outskirts of Blacklight

Isaiah’s speech done he retreats back to his tent, followed by his two prophets.

Once inside Jeremiah is the first to speak. His deep Dunmer voice is laced with a Nord’s accent. “That was foh’ging great, Isai. With speeches like that no wonder our numbers are growing with every morn.”

A soft but firm, sultry, voice interjects. “Show some respect half-breed. Watch your language in the presence of Isaiah.”

Jeremiah shoots a menacing look towards Ezeka. “Watch your big red, little one, before someone swifts that pretty little chevy of yours.”

Ezeka parts her lips in a rarely seen smile. “If you didn’t speak that slave language maybe I would know what you’re talking about. How about I show you what a girl with one arm can do.”

Even with the tension Isaiah speaks in a lighthearted tone. “Calm, and peace, friends. Our “Will” is not to fight each other, it is to fight our enemy.” Isaiah’s voice becomes gravely serious. “Our queen has called to me. Did you hear it?”

“Yes.” Ezeka and Jeremiah reply in unison, matching Isaiah’s serious tone.

“Good. Then you know that one of you must leave us, and take a small portion of our group through Blacklight and on to a town called Ald Raathim. I shall make my decision in the morn.” Isaiah makes a dismissing motion, and turns his back to the two. “Leave me. Rest well my friends. We are doing good, we are showing people the true way. With Azura on our side we shall not fail.”

Ezeka and Jeremiah put a fist to their heart, and speak in unison. “Azura’s Will.”

Jeremiah and Ezeka leave with a bow as Isaiah kneels and begins to pray.

Posted by: Dumbkid Jan 29 2005, 08:03 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 01:40 AM)

A cloaked figure stepped out of nowhere and stopped next to Teleran.

"It seems you've lost a lot of gold." A gravely voice eminated from beneath the folds of cloth. "That amount of gold isn't easy to comeby."

Posted by: Solin Jan 29 2005, 08:08 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 11:46 PM)

“No,” the knight said. “I’m just a tad off balance with all of it. I don’t have my footing.”

He was very quiet for a long moment but then he started to laugh a bit. He shook his head.

“What does that make us?” he asked watching the stream of folk as they walked to the well. “Those who have stepped of the path.”

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 08:09 AM

"Indeed it is not. But I have a habit of finding windfalls when I am in need." Teleran said smugly. "Do you have something to tell me cloaked one?"

Posted by: Dumbkid Jan 29 2005, 08:13 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 01:59 AM)

"Indeed it is not. But I have a habit of finding windfalls when I am in need." Teleran said smugly. "Do you have something to tell me cloaked one?"

"I have heard rumors," the graveled voice answered, "I do not know what to believe. Tell me, why are you here? Are you with a party, or are you alone?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 08:14 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Jan 29 2005, 12:58 AM)

"I don't think there is a name for us," Tris said. "Well - maybe it's what Vivec calls CHIM. People who come unpathed go crazy, mostly, the paths are there for a reason. I never told you how I become a Void Ranger, how I met the General. She snatched me right out of the Void. I was trying to kill myself. I know what you mean about being off balance. But it's better here. You can walk on the path if you want to, but you've got all this space. All this freedom. I don't ever want to go back."

Posted by: Solin Jan 29 2005, 08:20 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 29 2005, 12:04 AM)

Ciel looked shocked. "Why would you kill yourself?" he asked unable to believe.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 08:25 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jan 28 2005, 10:03 PM)

"I have heard rumors," the graveled voice answered, "I do not know what to believe. Tell me, why are you here? Are you with a party, or are you alone?"

"I am here with a group, we took sanctuary from the lord here, Jazbet. Can't say I've seen that much of him, but he seems to be a fair liege," Teleran said, "I'm here because I was there, at Vivec. I had to flee Vivec when they attempted to try Azura. Then the shrine I took shelter in crumbled beneath me, and I ran here with the rest. Any rumors you've heard are doubtless exaggerated, but The Ministry of Truth is gone, I saw that happen with my own eyes. Don't believe any of the Tiberarine stuff you hear, I didn't see anybody there who fits that description. Course I could've missed something."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 08:26 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Jan 29 2005, 01:10 AM)

Ciel looked shocked. "Why would you kill yourself?" he asked unable to believe.

Tris smiled, and looked at his hands.

"I'm not sure I can explain it. All my life I worked so hard to be the fastest runner in the world. And I was. And then I found the Void, and it seemed like that was what I'd been trying for, that whole time. And there was no place to get to. What goal do you set for yourself, after that? I needed to go someplace new. And I guess death seemed like a good answer."

He shook his head.

"That's not even it. I was just so cold, and I couldn't feel anything, nothing at all. I wanted to be shocked into silence. I wanted huge events. I wanted the world to be worthy of what I had put into it - Tris Gaerington versus the world. I guess I always have been arrogant. I can barely remember it now."

Posted by: Dumbkid Jan 29 2005, 08:27 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 02:15 AM)

"Ah, I see." The cloaked figure says, nodding. "Tell me, brother, how is it you go about, without being harmed?"

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 08:32 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jan 28 2005, 10:17 PM)

"Ah, I see." The cloaked figure says, nodding. "Tell me, brother, how is it you go about, without being harmed?"

"A healthy dose of luck and fair skill with a blade. Good skills to have in any surroundings...Brother," Teleran grinned. "And a habit of staying out of the spotlight when the guards are around, though I've gotten lax about that lately."

Posted by: Dumbkid Jan 29 2005, 08:35 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 02:22 AM)

The cloaked figure shook his head. "But, surely they wouldn't, do they fear you? We have to hide our faces for now, some day though, they will labor for us, their sweat and toil will keep us fed, but for now we hide our faces. You do not, you walk freely, perhaps our time is already upon us."

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 08:42 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jan 28 2005, 10:25 PM)

"I couldn't care less about having others serve me. I do well enough on my own. Everyone else can do as they will and I'll do what I will. Why wouldn't I walk freely? I haven't done anything to harm anyone who hasn't tried to harm me first." Teleran said not quite understanding what the cloaked man was saying. "As for anyone fearing me. If somebody does, then they have yet to give me any indication they do."

Posted by: Dumbkid Jan 29 2005, 08:44 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 02:32 AM)

The cloaked figure shook his head.

"I-I don't understand. One of us, out in the open, with them. Your eyes..."

Posted by: Solin Jan 29 2005, 08:47 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 29 2005, 12:16 AM)

Ciel couldn’t find the words to say anything in response to Tris. He remained silent. The conversation stirred his memories. Cold snows, the ash of Vvardenfell, a sealed letter, an ebony dagger. The conflicted thoughts jumbled in his head.

At last he said, “I’m glad you didn’t…”

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 08:49 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jan 28 2005, 10:34 PM)

The cloaked figure shook his head.

"I-I don't understand. One of us, out in the open, with them. Your eyes..."

"Us? Them? Don't tell me you're gonna start picking on me for looking different." Teleran said, confusion playing across his face. "I've had to deal with enough of that already."

'Maybe I have had too much to drink, I can't make head nor tail of this guy.' He thought to himself.

"Sit and have a drink. Night-Scar's paying."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Jan 29 2005, 08:51 AM

Outskirts of Blacklight

Isaiah kneels in his tent speaking an ancient tongue, in deep meditation. Suddenly he throws his head back and opens his mouth in a silent scream. Isaiah quickly begins to rise off his feet as if pulled by strings. Tears of joy begin to fall down his face as he cracks a pained smile.

“M-My... queen.” Isaiah croaks.

Isaiah gasps deeply as his mind is flooded with hundreds of images. He sees his wife, his kids, all the people he has killed and seen killed. Lastly he sees Azura. No word can describe Isaiah’s joy. His body jerks, quickly back to the floor as his invisible ride is over.

“What more do you want of me my queen? Ask and it will be done.” Isaiah’s eyes grow wide, and he tilts his head as if listening to an unheard noise. “Yes... yes.” After another pause he drops his head and shakes it. “I cannot. I wont!” Isaiah yells with hesitant disobedience. Isaiah’s body suddenly jerks back up, as if the strings where pulled again, another silent scream escapes him. After what seems like an eternity, Isaiah’s limp body drops back to the floor.

Eyes full of anger Isaiah bellows. “Why M’lady, why?! I have given everything to you! My life, my soul,” Isaiah chokes. “My wife, and Darla forgive me... my kids. I slaughtered my wife and kids in the name of Azura’s “Will”!! I would give my life for you a million times M’lady, but what you ask of me I cannot do!!” Isaiah tilts his head to listen again. “My faith IS strong I SWEAR it! Its just hard sometimes...” He lowers his voice to a whisper. “My wife and kids, M’lady, what did they ever do?”

He pauses and listens.

The strong preacher slowly drops to his knees and begins to weep.

“Forgive me, M’lady, forgive me! Your word is rule and if it was forsaken they had to...” Isaiah chokes again, he then speaks in a voice barely audible. “Help me, help me to see the way.”

Isaiah’s body once again gets taken for a ride, but this time he drops to the floor and begins to convulse, and vomit.

Posted by: Dumbkid Jan 29 2005, 08:52 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 02:39 AM)

The cloak figure stepped back.

"Yes, I see now. You have strayed from the true path, you have betrayed your oath to our goddess! For this you shall die, N'wah!"

The cloak fell back revealing a thin but well defined Dunmer in chitin armor. His eyes were a shiny blue.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 08:53 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Jan 29 2005, 01:37 AM)

As if he could read Ciel's mind, Tris said, "I was watching you then..."

He turned to Ciel and smiled, his eyes catching the light edgewise so that they were more gold than green.

Posted by: Solin Jan 29 2005, 08:58 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 29 2005, 12:43 AM)

As if he could read Ciel's mind, Tris said, "I was watching you then..."

He turned to Ciel and smiled, his eyes catching the light edgewise so that they were more gold than green.

Ciel looked up and watched the play of light over Tris’s eyes. With out a word he leaned over and wrapped the younger man in strong hug.

“I’m glad I didn’t,” he said smiling back.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 09:03 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jan 28 2005, 10:42 PM)

"What oath? I didn't swear an..." Teleran's eyes widened at the glowing blue eyes in the dunmer's face. It finally clicked in his mind that this was an Azurite. He swung his left gauntlet to punch the mer at where the cuirass met the greaves, attempting to knock the wind out of him. A few of his daggers came free from their sheaths and came between himself and the Azurite. His spear came into his hand and he readied himself to block a blow.

Posted by: Dumbkid Jan 29 2005, 09:08 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 02:53 AM)

The Azurite Dunmer shifted to one side, catching Teleran's fist on his cuirass. He wove his arms, and a shadow fell like a knife on a helpless tavern goer as the winged twilight quickly ended his life.

He drew an ebony katana, and swung it towards Teleran's midsection.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 09:15 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jan 28 2005, 10:58 PM)

Teleran deflected the blow high with his ebony spear and whipped Nehtayem towards the winged twilight in the hope that he couls stop it before it took another innocent's life. Then he felt something he hadn't felt since before VIvec, he felt a calm, spiked with a fiery rage, and he felt himself slipping away. 'He is mine.' snarled the voice. The pauldron and gauntlet dropped to the ground as an innocuous-looking iron dagger leapt to hand and was driven towards the Azurite. All thought was lost to the battle. The spear and any semblance of defence fell to the wayside.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 09:16 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jan 29 2005, 01:58 AM)

"Ciel, did you hear..."

Tris was becoming hypersensitive to the scream of a Winged Twilight. He heard one now - inside the tavern. He leaped to his feet and, donning his levitation ring, headed for the tavern as quickly as he could.

Posted by: Dumbkid Jan 29 2005, 09:19 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 03:05 AM)

The Dunmer's face reflected stern defiance as he stepped to the side and allowing the spear to drive past him, he pulled a scroll from his pocket...

Nehtayem slashed through the twilight, who screamed something otherworldy, and vanished.

Posted by: Solin Jan 29 2005, 09:20 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 29 2005, 01:06 AM)

The knight knew the sound well. He quickly rose from his seat and took off towards the tavern and after his flying companion.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 09:32 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jan 28 2005, 11:09 PM)

As Teleran passed by the mer he twisted impossibly in the air, the iron dagger began to glow red-orange, as though fresh from the furnace. It slashed through the scroll, headed for the Chitin suirass, flimsy as the protection it offered would be. Teleran snarled as he halted the dagger.

"Why!?!" he yelled.'Let us finish him, give us his blood.'

"I don't have time for you, leave me now!" he yelled to no one.

"Answer the question Azurite. Why? Why did you do this!?!" Teleran's daggers and spears began to encircle the Azurite. His blue eyes turned to ice.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 09:35 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 02:22 AM)

As Teleran passed by the mer he twisted impossibly in the air, the iron dagger began to glow red-orange, as though fresh from the furnace. It slashed through the scroll, headed for the CHitin suirass, flimsy as the protection it offered would be. Teleran snarled as he halted the dagger.

"Why!?!" he yelled.'Let us finish him, give us his blood.'

"I don't have time for you, leave me now!" he yelled to no one. "Answer the question Azurite. Why? Why did you do this!?!" Teleran's daggers and spears began to encircle the Azurite. His blue eyes turned to ice.

Tris said a foul word. There seemed to be one refugee dead already. Or maybe one of Jazbet's own villagers.

"Teleran, don't kill him!" he shouted, unleashing the most powerful paralysis spell he knew - which wasn't of very great duration.

Posted by: Dumbkid Jan 29 2005, 09:37 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 03:22 AM)

As Teleran passed by the mer he twisted impossibly in the air, the iron dagger began to glow red-orange, as though fresh from the furnace. It slashed through the scroll, headed for the CHitin suirass, flimsy as the protection it offered would be. Teleran snarled as he halted the dagger.

"Why!?!" he yelled.'Let us finish him, give us his blood.'

"I don't have time for you, leave me now!" he yelled to no one. "Answer the question Azurite. Why? Why did you do this!?!" Teleran's daggers and spears began to encircle the Azurite. His blue eyes turned to ice.

"Why?" The shiny blue eyed Dunmer said. "I attacked you because you betrayed our goddess, for that you deserve to die. I wanted to give you a swift death!"

The Dunmer was hit by Tris's paralysis spell, and froze for an instant.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Jan 29 2005, 09:44 AM

Outskirts of Blacklight

Jeremiah was the bastard son of a Dunmer woman named Hilkiah, and an unknown Nord father he never knew. Raised in Skyrim he developed a strong accent, and a Nord’s build. The countless years of racism, and taunts he got from the Skyrim locals made him develop a short temper, absolutely no trust in anyone, and a fierce determination to dominate everything he did. It also didn’t help that his mother was senselessly killed for 15 drakes. After his years of misery in Skyrim, when he heard Azura’s beckoning call he didn’t think twice about his decision. Never did he imagine he would be one of her chosen, one of her prophets.

Jeremiah walks back to his tent and crosses the sea of blue eyed Azura followers. As he does he is stopped by a Bosmer, in light leather armor.

Jeremiah rolls his eyes. “What do ‘ye want Ahab?”

“You know what I want. You think about what we talked about?” Seeing Jeremiah’s silent response Ahab puts his hands on his hips. “You still taking orders from that fool Isaiah?” Ahab mocks.

Jeremiah towers over the Bosmer. “I have no sun for your gyp, laddie.”

“You should be the leader, Jer. Your stronger and smarter than that S’wit. That one armed harlot has Isaiah’s ear. He’ll kill you over her, in a heartbeat if it came down to it.”

Jeremiah stares into space as he contemplates Isaiah’s actions. He did favor her over me in the beginning. I was the last prophet. I really cant trust him, can it? Hmm...

Ahab breaks Jeremiah’s thoughts. “Listen to me, I’m only speaking the truth. Watch your tail, and don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“We’ll jaw dance on this in the marrow. I may have to kiss the sun in the morn.” Jeremiah says walking off.

Jeremiah continues to his tent, lost in his thoughts.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 09:45 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jan 28 2005, 11:27 PM)

"I don't serve Azura! I never did. How dare you call me a traitor. I don't think you deserve a swift death." Teleran said, relaxing now that the Azurite was paralyzed, but he kept his daggers in place around him. "I'm speaking a bit more generally. Why do you attack those who do not serve your Lady?"

Posted by: Dumbkid Jan 29 2005, 09:48 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 03:35 AM)

The paralysis spell wore off. "I did not come to attack anyone, only to see what there was to be seen, I am a scout. I saw you, and was curious--your eyes, I thought--nevermind that. I killed that one as a diversion."

The Dunmer lifted his ebony katana once more.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Jan 29 2005, 09:51 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jan 29 2005, 02:38 AM)

"Damn it!" Tris cried. "Don't TALK to him!"

He released another paralysis spell, feeling himself tire already.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 09:59 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Jan 28 2005, 11:41 PM)

"Damn it!" Tris cried. "Don't TALK to him!"

He released another paralysis spell, feeling himself tire already.

Teleran admitted to himself that Tris had a point but outwardly he just pulled the katana from the paralyzed Azurite's hands. "Now, I think we can talk." Teleran said, tightening the orbits of the encircling daggers.

Posted by: Dumbkid Jan 29 2005, 10:02 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 03:49 AM)

The Azurite gritted his teeth as the paralysis spell wore off. "I will tell you nothing, N'wah!"

The Dunmer drew a silver dagger from his belt, and lifted it, point down, above his chest.

Posted by: Solin Jan 29 2005, 10:05 AM

Ciel having stood off a moment while the mer had been paralyzed now advanced forward with his blade drawn. With a single swift stroke he smashed the back of the formerly frozen elf's head on the flat of his blade causing him to go lax.

"We can talk to him later."

Posted by: Teleran Jan 29 2005, 10:16 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Jan 28 2005, 11:55 PM)

"Fine," Teleran muttered. "Tell me when he comes to. I want some answers that make sense."

Teleran collected his weapons and stared at his dagger for a few moments, before sheathing it and turning to the bar for a drink. After all Night-Scar was paying.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 10:48 AM

Jazbet's Castle Library

Reading was proving to be much more relaxing than Loranna might have thought; the studying she had done earlier had really paid off. Granted, she was sticking to mostly simple texts for now, but the act of reading itself was proving good for her jumbled mood.

... Well, maybe things will work out between us after all, she thinks as she finishes her perusal of an annotated copy of a basic restoration magic text. Still annoying that I keep acting so childish and self-centered though, but ... well, maybe it's just going to be that way for a long while now. I've got about twenty plus years where I didn't really grow all that much to make up for, after all ...

Despite her attempt at telling herself things would work out though, Loranna isn't totally mollified. Just seems so stupid though that we've all come so far together and we seem to not understand each other yet ...

It was getting late, Loranna realizes; frowning, she cleans up her reading area and heads to Jazbet's room, hoping she still understood her lover, at least.

... You know, neither he nor I have really gone into our early years with each other yet ... she thinks as she knocks on his door and calls out "Jazbet? It's me."

Posted by: Sheogorath Jan 29 2005, 11:02 AM

The Castle

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 29 2005, 04:38 AM)

... You know, neither he nor I have really gone into our early years with each other yet ... she thinks as she knocks on his door and calls out "Jazbet? It's me."

The door opened. It was not Jazbet, but the Argonian chambermaid, straightening up the room.

‘He’s upstairs in his study,’ she smiled, motioning to the second stairwell, the private entrance from the room. ‘You should tell him it’s time to go to bed.’

The woman left with a wink.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 11:04 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Jan 29 2005, 04:52 AM)

The Castle
The door opened. It was not Jazbet, but the Argonian chambermaid, straightening up the room.

‘He’s upstairs in his study,’ she smiled, motioning to the second stairwell, the private entrance from the room. ‘You should tell him it’s time to go to bed.’

The woman left with a wink.

"Oh; all right," Loranna says, a slight grin coming to her face. "I'll go fetch him ..."

Loranna heads up to the study, wondering what the Argonian might be telling the other servants. She knocks on the study door. "Jazbet, t's me. It grows late dear; it's a good time to retire for the night."

Posted by: Sheogorath Jan 29 2005, 11:05 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 29 2005, 04:54 AM)

Jazbet opened the door, his brown eyes sparkling as he kissed her.

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 11:28 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Jan 29 2005, 04:55 AM)

Jazbet opened the door, his brown eyes sparkling as he kissed her.

Loranna instinctively wraps her arms around Jazbet, her kiss fierce; Jazbet can feel some tension in Loranna's muscles as she pulls him close, murmuring softly "Jazbet love ..."

Then, the image of his brown eyes sparkling reaches her brain, and she literally stops in mid-motion, Jazbet caught in a rather Nordic bearhug.

" ... Wait a moment ... brown eyes ...?!" she says, her arms tightening a little more.

Posted by: Sheogorath Jan 29 2005, 11:30 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 29 2005, 05:18 AM)

" ... Wait a moment ... brown eyes ...?!" she says, her arms tightening a little more.

Jazbet coughs in the force of the bearhug, crossed his eyes, and then they vanished.

‘Apparently among the refugees is practically the entire Mages Guild from Blacklight,’ the Khajiit smiled. ‘I was talking to their archmagister about the idea of disguising you, since that was an issue we talked about before, and it occurred to me that it might not be a bad idea if I had the illusion of eyes when I needed them. Of course, they don’t function, but if I don’t want someone to think he can get away with something because I’m blind … well … could be useful …’

He wrapped his arms around her giving his own tight hug. ‘I’m sorry I left the tavern so suddenly. I would say that I’m almost done with work, but that would be a lie. Shall we go downstairs and … talk?’

Posted by: Loranna Jan 29 2005, 11:35 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Jan 29 2005, 05:20 AM)

Loranna kicks herself mentally; of course, an illusion was the obvious answer. She was silly for having thought ...

" ... Talk, and a few other things," Loranna smiles, playing with his hair. "Let's go ..."

Posted by: Sheogorath Jan 29 2005, 11:40 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jan 29 2005, 05:25 AM)

" ... Talk, and a few other things," Loranna smiles, playing with his hair. "Let's go ..."

Jazbet picked her up and carried her downstairs to the bedroom, where they did talk ... a little ...

Posted by: Arynel Jan 29 2005, 07:34 PM

Arynel took a deep breath, and retrieved a piece of paper and a quill, which he placed down on the table top. The Breton began to write, stopped, crumpled up the paper, threw it into a receptacle, and retrieved a second piece. He slumped down in his chair, resting his head against his hand and biting his bottom lip. At last he began to write a second time:

Any terrain no matter how virgin becomes a worn path at a single marking footfall, the essence of the wanderer then becomes as the scout and trailblazer, I offer up a new letter, write what you will. My feet become an ink-soaked quill, the unmarked parchment filled, a path touched but yet untamed, marked with hesitation and lacking definition, any path to freedom too well worn becomes a prison of its own. My semblance is the misconstruence of my image, or rather; my recognition is the transference of your miscomprehension, the saving letter becomes a noose.

My realization becomes the culmination of your inconsistency, that is, guilt becomes a feast served on the silver tray of hypocrisy; a charge unnamed is criminal of the greatest magnitude, for it offers the defendant no hope of defense. One hand I name judgment, it is bladed and terrible to behold, but truly I say, have not the revelations of the devil-in-man justified its employ? My other hand I name mercy, it is a pristine garden watered by tears well shed, but truly I say, does not its semblance become as that of a knife to the one who finds his labor has become his own prison? I bring both my hands, and you would cut them off, what then becomes my salvation? My reconciliation becomes an allowance of misapprehension, or rather; the removal of both hands becomes the definition of castration.

My joy is a burning flame I ignite from unsought kindling, my pain is the weight you place upon my shoulders, I know no shadow that is not a chain of the worlds own making; shall I shrug them off again? I hear the straw is quite ripe for chewing, I danced with innocence once before with the world as our pedestal and the sky as our dome. You would have me play my part in this, and yet you would cut off both my hands, like a thief you steal the joy of my heart, and make me to wear shackles of compliance and with it reprehension. My only pain is the remembrance of beauty lost; my only arrogance is the fear of imprisonment.

Arynel read the letter silently after he had finished, and frowed. The Breton crumbled up the piece of paper and threw it into an empty corner of the tavern.

Posted by: w0nders Jan 29 2005, 09:05 PM

A boat....somewhere, in the ocean-

The culists were below deck, entertaining themselves in oh so many different ways. Inzoliah, Brum, and Merciander were on deck, with the ships captain, who they had subdued into taking them to their destination, which, they weren't even certain of at the moment.

They huddled around eachother, on the opposite end of the ship from the captain. "Well, we're suspiciously close to the mainland, where do we land?" asked Brum, looking over the other two figures. "I'm not sure, I say we take the nearest port which is shown to us" replied Merciander, looking to the others for a sign of satisfaction with his choice.

"No no, that's an idiotic idea, we can't just go around sailing into town ports willy nilly, we need some sort of information as to where a plausible place would be" Snarled Inzoliah, locking eyes with the altmer. "But we don't have that! this is the best shot we have, and as far as I'm concerned it's the only shot we have."

Inzoliah frowned at him, then straightened up, looking over the waters, she noticed a ship sailing unnervingly towards them. "What's this....?" she muttered, striding to the edge of the deck and looking out over to the ship, Brum and Merciander closely behind her.

There sudden silence was interrupted as an arrow came sailing towards them, they scattered, letting the arrow sail cooley past them. "Pirates..." Brum muttered loudly, before charging over to the captain. "Avoid that ship at all costs..." He demanded, reeling the man around to face him by way of the shoulder.

"No, I'm afraid that's exactly where we are heading" He stated simply, bowing his head and chuckling. Suddenly the hatch to the lower levels burst open, and cultists poured out of it, "We have a little situation here..." Claimed the first one out, after catching his breath. "What kind, of situation.....?"

All of a sudden, the ship's deck errupted, bits of splintered wood flying everywhere, sending almost everyone one standing there several metres in the air. The loud screech of Winged Twilights could be heard as they flew up from the lower levels, taking two cultists with them.

More screeches could be heard from the other ship, as the daedra were summoned, The captain in which they had already subdued summoned his own twilight, cackling loudly he dove from his position, landing on Brum's back and driving his iron dagger into his shoulder.

Posted by: Aki Jan 29 2005, 10:19 PM

Reichi finally stirred when he felt something moving him and proping him up against something hard. He drowsily opened his eyes and found that he was sat up against a building, three robed persons huddled over him. He recognized one of them.

"Tohe. What are you doing in the Mainland...?" Reichi mumered, his head was killing him. Reichi had too much todrink.

"Leaving Vvardenfell, maybe even Morrowind, All Oblivion is breaking loose, literally. Last i heard, Vivec was destroyed, though the foreign quarter, last i saw it, was still intact." Tohe replied, the scarred breton shrugged.

"Dunno, i do know the Ministry of truth is destroyed however...wait who are these guys?" Reichi looked the other two, a male Redgaurd with black dreadlocks, darker eyes, and a female Nord with long black hair and light blue eyes.

"Well, you see....the Redgaurd is Camassim, and the Nord is Eya. They're...er..friends."

"They smell like..."

"They are."

"You cause this?"

"No no no. Camassim got it up in High Rock, near Daggerfall, like me."

"And Eya?"

"Er, well it was my fault that time...actually."

"You bit her!?"

"She asked for it.."

Reichi sighed, contemplating why someone could possibly want that. "How'd you get here?" he asked at last, rubbing his temples.

"Blacklight, lots of People with the bluest eyes there. Odd place. Bright eyes though, glowy, brighter than Eya's."

Reichi snapped his head up. "They didn't attack? Summon Winged Twilights?" he asked.

"Kept our faces hidden, like always, why?" was the reply.

"Nothing. Well, i gotta take a leak, excuse me." Reichi stood and wandered off into the mess of people, tents, and building that was Ald Raathim. Tohe, Camassim, and Eya shrugged.

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 29 2005, 11:45 PM

Night-Scar woke amidst the confusion. There was an unconscious Azurite on the ground, with Tris, Ciel, and Teleran nearby. Surprised, he stood up rapidly, fists and feet at the ready.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 30 2005, 02:25 AM

As Reichi left the pub Teleran came over to the corner where he had been sitting with three robed persons. "Are you friends of Reichi? Good fellow that, good with a swo..." he trailed off. "Hey you're different, from the rest, like Reichi, different from him too, similar but..." Teleran's voice droppped to a whisper, "Hounds?"

Posted by: Aki Jan 30 2005, 02:37 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 08:15 PM)

Tohe blinked, Eya didn't register any show of surprise, Camassim on other hand was more verbal. "How da 'Ell?" He exclaimed, when Eya kicked him in the back of knee he stumbled and quieted. "How do you kno' Dat?" he asked, in a whisper. He breifly turned around. "Im sure i dun' got me tail sticking out."

Posted by: Teleran Jan 30 2005, 02:42 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jan 29 2005, 04:27 PM)

"Same way I do this," Teleran said making his spear levitate a few inches above the ground and away from his body. "I just do. I'm not so good with men and mer though. Don't worry, I won't blow you're cover. I have a great deal of respect for the progeny of the Huntsman."

Posted by: SEKKA Jan 30 2005, 02:44 AM

*Clank* *Clank* Sekka walked into the tavern and went to the bar . He orderd a mead. Sekka learned yet again that no respectable tavern in morrowind carries mead. He rolled his eyes and sat down, then he noticed Teleran and yelled across the room "Hello good friend...were happy to see so many friends here...."

Posted by: Aki Jan 30 2005, 03:05 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 08:32 PM)

All three, even Eya, who had managed to hide surprise earlier, relaxed visibly. "Good, so how do you know Reichi?" Tohe asked. All three glanced at Sekka when he yelled across the room, but didn't comment.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 30 2005, 03:13 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jan 29 2005, 04:55 PM)

"It's good to see you too. Keeping out of trouble I hope," Teleran yelled back. Then he turned to the three, "I met Reichi in Gnisis, a while back, and since then," Teleran shrugs, "well, we've fought together a few times and its hard not to like the guy. Had a little trouble with the Werebeast Hunters of Tamriel in Vivec, but I haven't heard from them since the Azurites appeared. You aren't Azurites, are you?"

Posted by: Aki Jan 30 2005, 03:21 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 09:03 PM)

"Azurites?" Eya asked. "We wouldn't know of what such a thing is, been to busy assembling, then fleeing. Well, the plan wasn't to flee, until we saw BIG flaming rocks falling from the sky."

"Da plan was ta jus' Ice da huntahs." Camassim commented. "At Firs'."

"We got the majority of them. Confined spaces are bad for heavily armored combat with...er...hounds. Any kind of combat in a confined space with em is bad." Tohe said. "Whats left of Ald Sotha shows that someone got the ones we missed."

Posted by: Teleran Jan 30 2005, 03:30 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jan 29 2005, 05:11 PM)

"No, Ald Sotha is where I was hiding with some others. Almost killed us all suddenly coming down like that. If the Hunters were hiding in Ald Sotha, they left well before we got there.

"What's the plan now then? Wait, you were in Vivec?" Teleran said. "I've never worn heavy armor myself, too cumbersome."

Then he glanced down at his left 'arm', clad in plate steel and shook his head. "Guess I do, forgot about that."

Posted by: Aki Jan 30 2005, 03:36 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 09:20 PM)

"So, what IS this 'Azurite' you speak of?" Eya said, ignoring his other comments.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 30 2005, 03:47 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jan 29 2005, 05:26 PM)

"So, what IS this 'Azurite' you speak of?" Eya said, ignoring his other comments.

"Not a person. Azurites are a race that Azura created out of those who swore their undying faith to her, then tried as hard as they could to kill all those who didn't. Their defining feature is their glowing blue eyes, and their ability to cause havoc by summoning a winged twilight. Other than that, they look like whatever race they were before their transformation." Teleran said, his tone drier than the ashlands.

"I think she promised them that they would rule over all others in furture lives or somesuch, they seem to look on others as livestock. I don't think they're really all that different from the Khajiit in their manner of creation, but they're a lot more vicious about it."

Posted by: Aki Jan 30 2005, 03:53 AM

"Ah, i see." EYa replied, then grew quiet. Tohe seemed to recognize something. "Wait, them guys in Blacklight, there were lots of people with eyes like that! DUNMER with eyes like that," he said.

"Den Dat means wez got a seriouz problem if dey march on down 'ere..." Camassim mused.

At that time, Reichi wandered into the bar and proceeded to smacked into the ground, for he hit someone with the door when he opened it, and the person hit him in return.

"Stupid crowds." he muttered, getting back up.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 30 2005, 04:00 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jan 29 2005, 05:43 PM)

"Yes, we are in serious trouble if they march here. Which is what I said, then I got called a coward by a Nord." Teleran muttered. "You're back Reichi. Mind introducing me to your friends?"

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 30 2005, 04:03 AM

Not seeing Reichi, Night-Scar grabbed a few bottles of the hard stuff and strolled on over to the table where Tel was.

"Hey, Tel, what are we going to do about your unconscious friend over there? Oh, wait...he's gone. Someone must have called the guards..."

He bowed gallantly. "Pardon's if I didn't introduce myself, folks. My name is Marein Night-Scar, rogue gambler extraordinaire. And who might you be, serjos?"

Posted by: Aki Jan 30 2005, 04:07 AM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Jan 29 2005, 09:53 PM)

Not seeing Reichi, Night-Scar grabbed a few bottles of the hard stuff and strolled on over to the table where Tel was.

"Hey, Tel, what are we going to do about your unconscious friend over there?"

He bowed gallantly. "Pardon's if I didn't introduce myself, folks. My name is Marein Night-Scar, rogue gambler extraordinaire. And who might you be, serjos?"

"Well, dat be Tohe," the Redgaurd started and pointed at Tohe, "Dats Eya," he pointed to Eya,"and im Camassim." The Redgaurd pointed to himself.

Reichi walked over to the group, bumping into several people along the way. "So, what'd i miss?" He asked.

Posted by: Teleran Jan 30 2005, 04:10 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jan 29 2005, 05:57 PM)

"I am Teleran, and my friend here is a gambler who just won a small fortune off of me, most of it was his originally anyway." Pleasure to meet you Tohe, Carmissa, Eya. You didn't miss too much Reichi. Well, actually, what's the last thing you remember last night?"

Posted by: Aki Jan 30 2005, 04:15 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Jan 29 2005, 10:00 PM)

"I am Teleran, and my friend here is a gambler who just won a small fortune off of me, most of it was his originally anyway." Pleasure to meet you Tohe, Carmissa, Eya. You didn't miss too much Reichi. Well, actually, what's the last thing you remember last night?"

Camassim grumbled indignatly, "Its Camassim, im not a girl." The other two snickered. Reichi looked to Teleran, "Well i remeber seeing Sekka, and then something caused me to hit the ground and my head to hurt, then i fell asleep and woke up with this headache," Reichi replied rather cheerfully, despite his splitting headache.

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 30 2005, 04:17 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jan 29 2005, 09:05 PM)

"Perhaps some drinks will make you feel better? Oh, and pleasure to meet you all, Carmissa and folks." He chuckled quietly.

"Why do I feel like you all know something I don't?"

Posted by: Teleran Jan 30 2005, 04:21 AM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Jan 29 2005, 06:07 PM)

"Perhaps some drinks will make you feel better? Oh, and pleasure to meet you all, Carmissa and folks." He chuckled quietly.

"Why do I feel like you all know something I don't?"

"Sorry bout that, Camassin. Blame it on the drinks, And I never said you were a girl, just thought it was an odd name." Teleran apologised.

Posted by: Aki Jan 30 2005, 04:23 AM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Jan 29 2005, 10:07 PM)

"Perhaps some drinks will make you feel better? Oh, and pleasure to meet you all, Carmissa and folks." He chuckled quietly.

"Why do I feel like you all know something I don't?"

Camassim looked as if he was going to punch Marien in the face, until Tohe tugged on his Dreadlock. "Thats not lady-like conduct miss Carmissa." The Breton child commented with a grin. Camassim growled a "Why you little..", and swung at him, Tohe ducked.

"So violent..." Reichi commented. Reichi looked to Marien, "No drinks for me. Got a hang over...and er...theres no secrets here."

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 30 2005, 04:27 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jan 29 2005, 09:13 PM)

"So violent..." Reichi commented. Reichi looked to Marien, "No drinks for me. Got a hang over...and er...theres no secrets here."

He nodded absently. "Right...gotcha. So, where are you all from?" He motioned at the four of them.

Posted by: SEKKA Jan 30 2005, 04:29 AM

Sekka, seeing that things look interesting (and lacking funds for a drink) goes over to the group, "hello....i don't...we havnt seen you all before....new friends?...hi...."

Posted by: Aki Jan 30 2005, 04:33 AM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Jan 29 2005, 10:17 PM)

He nodded absently. "Right...gotcha. So, where are you all from?" He motioned at the four of them.

"Well...i know Tohe, hes from High rock, knew his parents. They're dead now though...got killed by a pack of wolves about six months ago," Reichi replied. The Statement wasn't entirely true, but it was close enough to not cause suspicion. "The other two are apparently friends of his. As he never told me of them."

Seeing Sekka, Reichi nodded to Sekka. "Heya Sek."

Posted by: Tricrux Jan 30 2005, 04:36 AM

Night-Scar pulled up a chair. "So, how's about that 'Tiberine', eh?"

Posted by: SEKKA Jan 30 2005, 04:39 AM

'hi....were glad that we see our friends again.....what is going on anyway, why are all these people here??" Sekka sets a seat down at the table and starts to slide someones drink in his direction.

Posted by: Issa_Yojimbo Jan 30 2005, 04:44 AM

In the tavern at Ald Rathaam, the lines between What Is and What Is Not become blurry.

Matter shrinks toward a certain point in the room, bending Reality with it. The drunks in to room shrug it off as just a hallucination, but the sober start to wonder what's going on here.

Suddenly, without explaination, Issa Yojimbo is on the floor on his hands and knees, breathing heavily. Prophet's Edge is still glowing after sending him through the Void to Where He Needs to Be.

He looks up and sees the tavern goers looking at him, most of them with a puzzled expression.

"Eh, what's up guys?"

Posted by: Teleran Jan 30 2005, 04:45 AM

"The Tiberine is not here. I could take a message, but no guarantees he'll get it. These people are here because this is the first place they've come to where they haven't been greeted by blades and claws. They flee Azura's wrath. She has shown the truth of her character. And all who are not blind are running or fighting, but how can we stand against a goddess." Teleran looked intently at the space slightly above and to the right of Sekka's face.

Posted by: Attrebus Jan 30 2005, 04:47 AM

And 200+ posts, so locked.

Continued here:
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