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Posted by: Loranna Apr 16 2005, 05:23 AM

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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Summary for Loranna:

Loranna is currently at the tower of the late Breton wizard with a wussy name, helping distribute loot to former slaves and party members alike.

Posted by: Jakut Apr 16 2005, 05:25 AM

((OOC Summary:))

Didryn is outside, still nauseated by the reproachful scene with the Altmer wizard.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 16 2005, 05:25 AM

Tris is on top of the late Breton's tower, with Sharlian, the lovely Redguard wizardess. Being, um, naughty... a little. Tris has recently acquired a very spiffy set of ebony armor! Anyone here wear heavy armor?

Allerleirauh is at Solunastra in Daggerfall, making plans and tending to her household.

Posted by: Aki Apr 16 2005, 05:26 AM

Summary

Reichi helped kick the wizard type guys abominable snowmen in at the Tower thingy. Tohe is in the abandoned mine thinggy with the others and the witches. Wheee.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 16 2005, 05:31 AM

OOC: The Breton Arynel is at the void ranger guildhouse in Daggerfall.

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 16 2005, 05:52 AM

OOC: Frostien Marcelle is currently exploring the cave.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 16 2005, 11:17 AM

From fighting golems to being a golem, well not really but you'd be hard pressed to tell the difference with the shiny golden crown Teleran got recently. Now that he's finished picking through the tower he'll try out some of the enchanted item he found, not that he knows what most of them do yet.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 16 2005, 01:13 PM

OOC: Summary
Nalion, the Breton mage, still sits under a tree near a witches cave, planning and thinking about the near future.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 16 2005, 01:47 PM

OOC: Summary
Cyrcius is poking around the tower, while chuckling a little to himself as he thinks about Tris's fast work. He is looking over two enchanted rings and an amulet that he hasn't figured out how work yet.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 17 2005, 03:14 AM

Leaves rustled as the trees moved in a light late afternoon breeze. A squirrel jumped nimbly from branch to branch, searching for nuts. As it found one, it pulled fiercely at it, but the nut slipped from its tiny paws and fell down upon a figure laying under the tree.

Nalion woke with a start as the nut struck his forehead, then looked around.
"Hmm... what?" he mumbled. "Must have fallen asleep." He brushed through his brown hair and looked up at the sky. "It's already late. Better I get my lazy Breton hide back to the cave."

The mage rose slowly, then stretched. Walking over to his horse which he had left nearby, he mounted and rode back towards the cave, carefully tracing the path the party had cleared of traps before.
As he arrived, he climbed off his mount and entered the cave.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 03:31 AM

The Witches' Cave

Nalion, upon entering, may notice that the newcomer Frostien seems to have headed deeper into the cave. Faint chanting can be heard.

For Frostien, the chanting is more noticable, coming up ahead and somewhat to the left of his current position. To the right, however, he can make out faint shuffling sounds, and the suggestion of a growl.

Sharlian's Tower, Earlier

Loranna sighs, sitting in what used to be the Breton wizard's study, her boots by the side of the chair. Distributing the loot to the former slaves had been a bit more involved than she anticipated - not so much because it was hard to figure out how much to give each person, no; Loranna takes a little pride in having figured out a standard amount of gold, potions, and minor magical knick-knack that would see everyone safely to wherever they wanted to go and get a leg up on rebuilding their lives. No, the trouble was in explaining in a nice but firm tone that no, the Daedric Armor and chest of soul gems were not part of the 'severance package' as it were.

Still, minor grumbling aside, the slaves had been seen to, and Loranna sits now with her share of the loot - a most enchantment-worthy gem-studded adamantium mace, some books on rare alchemical ingredients that she was reading through and taking notes on, a few extra soul gems and scrolls. Given that Tris was ... occupied, she figures she has some time to sit and read.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 03:37 AM

The Witches' Cave

Tohe, who had been by the entrance of he cave, nodded to Nalion as he came in. He had been wondering what the faint chanting was, but given the fact these were witches, he had decided against investigating.

The Tower type object

Reichi stood by the lake, skipping stones across its surface to pass the time.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 17 2005, 03:38 AM

Cyrcius wanders through the hallways, looking into one door and seeing Loranna reading, leaves her alone. He steps outside to test his new items. These three things were hidden in a secret compartment in to Breton's room so they had to do something interesting.
He activates the first ring, a smallish gold affair with an onyx stone. Suddenly a ball of utter darkness shoots out and obliterates a large stone that Cyrcius was standing in front of. He took out the amulet and put it on, activating its affect. Suddenly he seemed to see everything moving a little slower, as Reichi's rock bounced at slower speeds across the water. He was about to test the last ring, a band that seemed made entirely of a red substance, when he remembered the book he had found in the secret compartment. It seemed to be a journal, but written in code. Given sufficient time he could decipher it, but he decided to show it to the rest of the party first. He wandered off, looking for Tris, Loranna, or Teleran.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 17 2005, 03:38 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 03:31 AM)

The Witches' Cave
The Breton mage walked into the first room of the cavern which still was a mess. he nodded back towards Tohe, then made sure no one else was watching and walked over to the desk where he had taken out the summoning parchments earlier. Having read them under the tree, he now put them back as to not raise unnecessary suspicion.
As Nalion neared a tunnel leading to a deeper part of the cavern, he heard a faint chanting. Raising an eyebrow, he listened intently.
"Hmm, Peryites summoning day has passed already." he whispered Tohe. "It's no summoning day for any Prince today. Still, this doesn't feel right. Let's investigate."
The Breton mage followed the sound of the chant deeper into the cavern, but moved carefully. The witches and their help had proven themselves quite capable in setting up traps.

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 17 2005, 03:43 AM

The Witches' cave

Frostien halted at the sound of the growl. He peered into the dark void outside the small sphere of light generated by the torch on the wall, but saw nothing. For a moment he thought he could make out the shape of something, but it soon moved out of his field of vision. He didn't know what it was, but he was certain it wasn't a good thing. He attempted to hear the soft sound of footsteps, but the nearby chanting drowned out most other noises.

Damn, I wish I knew light or night eye. Oh well, if I'm going ot be attacked, I may as well go down fighting.

Frostien pulled out his ebony axe, and prepared for the worst.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 03:46 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 16 2005, 09:38 PM)

Tohe nodded and followed after Nalion, his hand resting on the hilt of his saber.

Posted by: God of War Apr 17 2005, 03:48 AM

Avrian follows the Breton to the cave entrance and watches as he enters....Avrian thinks for a moment, trying to find out what he should do, he needs to find out what Cyrcius is doing he has been sent by a group in High Rock as... a spy for lack of a better word...

Avrian had been tracking the party for many days now, it had not been to difficult a task until they got to the higher ground where the tracks were harder to read on the hard rock...

OOC: Avrian is a male Bosmer, an Archer, and he carrys a quiver full of Ebony Arrows and a bag full of assorted nic knacks...Wears nothing but a black robe...

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 03:58 AM

Witches Cave

The chanting ceases; Frostien is close enough to be able to hear voices pick up soon after to the left, though they don't sound like they're chanting anymore.

The noises on the right, meanwhile, grow tantalizingly more distinct; a scraping sound of something hard against stone can be heard. The lighting in this area is really, really bad - though from the smell of things, maybe that's a good thing.

Sharlian's Tower

Sephirus finds Loranna still in the study; she notices him this time and waves. "Hello; what's going on?"

Posted by: Nalion Apr 17 2005, 04:01 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 17 2005, 03:48 AM)

Avrian follows the Breton to the cave entrance and watches as he enters....

OOC: Avrian is a Male Bosmer, big, well big for a bosmer anyway, and carrys a quiver full of Ebony Arrows and a bag full of assorted nic knacks...Wears but a black robe...

The Breton mage turned as he heard the sound of footsteps echoing behind him and gazed at the Bosmer standing in front of him.
"So, what are you doing here?" the mage inquired, holding his steel staff loosely in his right hand. A purple enchantment gleamed if the staff was viewed from the right angle. "Do you know where you are, friend? And what is your name and purpose?"

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 03:46 AM)

Tohe nodded and followed after Nalion, his hand resting on the hilt of his saber.

Nalion motioned towards Tohe to halt for a bit and shot him a glance with a raised eyebrow hinting to be wary.

Posted by: God of War Apr 17 2005, 04:05 AM

"Hail," Avrian mutters, surprised he has been noticed....

"I am Avrian I have been tracking you looking for a friend of your's I beleive, his name is Cyrcius. I have been sent by the local Thieves Guild, Cyrcius was supposed to be there over three days ago, so the guild sent me to find him." Avrian tells Nalion.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Apr 17 2005, 04:06 AM

Summary thing:

Slyvos had been in the witches cave the whole time, silently helping out as best he could.

He wondered what Loranna was doing at the moment, then after a few seconds of wondering he continued going along, silently...

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 17 2005, 04:09 AM

Cyrcius walks up to Loranna and shows her the book. "I discovered this in the Breton mage's room. It seems to be a journal, but it is in code. I could probably crack it given time, but I thought I should show it to you first."

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 17 2005, 04:10 AM

Witches' Cave

The growling became louder, and a vile stench filled the cavern. Trying to ignore the smell, Frostien took a blind swing at where he thought the foe was.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 04:13 AM

"The Bosmer? He went off to some Wizard's tower," Tohe said, gesturing vaguely.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 17 2005, 04:22 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 17 2005, 04:05 AM)

"Hail," Avrian mutters, surprised he has been noticed....

"I am Avrian I have been tracking you looking for a friend of your's I beleive, his name is Cyrcius."

The mages voice still was serious... with traces of suspicion.
"So, following us? This is not the best place to track someone." he replied. "Can you hear this chanting. I have doubts that this is something good. We were about to investigate this and thus, forgive me for being blunt, sneaking up on someone isn't the most polite approach. The one you seek is not there."
Nalion sighed, then smiled a thin smile.
"I fear I cannot leave you here alone nor send you back, so you will have to come with us. Would you please take point?"
The Breton pointed deeper into the caves.
"Oh, you can call me Nalion, Avrian."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 04:22 AM

Witches Cave

Frostien hits the cave wall most impressively, drawing a throaty, reptillian-sounding chuckle from something just five feet ahead of him. He can make out the outline of a Clanfear as it charges at him, a pice of rotting meat falling from its maw as it swings its claws.

The talking to the left stops abruptly; Slyvos, being quietly poking around, may hear running footsteps from the direction where the talking was.

Sharlian's Tower

"Hmm, interesting," Loranna says, glancing through the journal. "I'll show this to Sharlian; she may know what to make of it. Thank you dear."

Putting the journal on the desk, Loranna asks Cyrcius "So, how have you been enjoying your time traveling with us? Exciting and exotic or just plain crazy?" She grins.

Posted by: God of War Apr 17 2005, 04:24 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 16 2005, 09:22 PM)

"Thank you Nalion, I will find Cyrcius later then," Avrian replies walking out in front of Nalion and in the direction of the cave.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Apr 17 2005, 04:25 AM

Slyvos' ears perked up as he heard the footsteps.

'strange... better check it out..'

His natural curiosity was getting the better of him here as he walked in the direction of the noise. As he reached the source, he found someone fighting with a clannfear, though he couldn't make out exactly who it was from here.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 04:28 AM

Outside the Witches' Cave...

An ebony colored elf, stands outside the witches cave in a brown, Netch leather, trench coat, his brow lowered deep in concentration. Next to him stands a large Ogrim picking at his belly button. The late afternoon breeze tugs on the ebony Mer’s coat, making it jerk and sway wildly, like a chained animal.

The Mer’s brow untightens. “They’re here, I can sense ‘em.” A smile crosses the Mer’s face. “We finally caught up with them, and it’s a good thing too.”

The Ogrim throws an uninterested glace at the Mer before it continues to hunt in its belly button.

“We’ll be nicked fa' sure if we don’t make nice with these people, Mate. If we’re friends with Loranna’s famous group, they'll be no way we’ll be convicted for that little “thing” we did in Ald Raathim.” The elf motions to the Ogrim. “Come on, It’s dark so be careful.”

The elf turns to go in the cave then suddenly stops like he remembered something. “And don’t step on my feet like in that dark cave in Molag Amur, you damn near broke my foot in half.”

The Ogrim lets out a tiny, shaken roar.

“No!” The elf responds with a look of utter disgust. “I will not hold your hand.”

The two disappear into the cave.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 17 2005, 04:29 AM

"My time with you has been interesting and fun. I intend to stay with this group, though I need to tie up some loose ends at the guildhouse in Charworth. Would you like me to begin translating the journal, or should we ask Sharlian about it first."

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 17 2005, 04:31 AM

"Foul daedroth! I'll chop you up and sell your heart!" Frostien shouted at the clannfear.

His left hand became coated in the flames of a fire spell, and swung his axe with his right.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Apr 17 2005, 04:34 AM

Slyvos just watched the fight, knowing that Frostien could handle himself like this.

'help given, when not needed... is really no help at all...'

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 04:42 AM

Witches Cave

The party who just entered the cave finds no one present to greet them, though the area looks like a bunch of people have been camping out in here for a few days, and haven't really learned how to keep things neat and tidy. Sounds from deeper within suggest a scuffle is happening.

Slyvos, Nalion, Tohe, and Avrian see a comely Breton girl who couldn't be more than seventeen run up from the left side of the cave. The girl's brown tresses hang just past her shoulders and her bangs fall into her eyes, and her simple brown robe billows open as she runs - she didn't secure it all that well evidentally, nor did she bother to put on anything else.

"What are you all doing this far into the cave?" she demands, looking irate. "Aren't you supposed to be guarding us from those stupid vampires? And who's the idiot fighting ..."

Frostien's flames and axe both bite deep into the Clanfear, producing a loud death cry; the Daedra slumps, its chest scorched and its skull split.

"AHHH!!!" the Breton girl cries, rushing to Frostien. "What are you doing! That was my first succesful long-term summoning, and now you sent him back to Oblivion! Why are you poking around in here instead of guarding and stuff!"

Her fists clench and her face screws up in a most distressing way, as only an upset youth's face can.

Sharlian's Tower

"Let's let her look at it first," Loranna says. "Loose ends, you say? What sort, may I ask?"

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 04:45 AM

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Apr 16 2005, 10:31 PM)

"Foul daedroth! I'll chop you up and sell your heart!" Frostien shouted at the clannfear....

A loud yell comes from deep within the cave, and faster then lightening the Ogrim sweeps up the elf in a crushing bearhug.

“Little John, let go! Let go, you twit! I can’t breath!” The elf shouts through choked breaths.

The Ogrim reluctantly, and slowly lets go of the elf, who drops, hard on the ground.

“For Vivec’s sake, LJ. Ya’ gotta be the worst Ogrim in history. Git a hold of yourself.”

The Mer brushes his coat off and they both continue to venture down the cave.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 04:45 AM

"We uh...heard chanting..." Tohe replied, relaxing the grip on his silver saber. "Got curious..."

Posted by: God of War Apr 17 2005, 04:45 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 16 2005, 09:28 PM)

Walking up to the cave and staring dumbly at the Ogrim standing next to the elf... Avrian asks Nalion, "Friends of yours?" Avrian watches as Nalion asks them to explain themselves...

Posted by: Nalion Apr 17 2005, 04:51 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 17 2005, 04:24 AM)

"Thank you Nalion, I will find Cyrcius later then," Avrian replies walking out in front of Nalion and in the direction of the cave.

"Very well, quiet now and let's move on." The mage cast a nighteye spell on himself to improve his vision in the darker parts of the cave. "Be wary and don't take rash actions. If we get to the witches, do not intervene yet. Disrupting a ritual might be worse than letting them completing it."

Just as Nalion had spoken, an Ogrim and an Elf stood in front of him.
A purple aura engulfed the mage as he conjured up a shield, a reaction that was almost natural to him when seeing a daedroth.

"What is this?" he demanded to know of the two new arrivals. "Explain yourselves."
His face darkened slightly as he intently looked at them.

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 17 2005, 04:51 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 12:42 PM)

"AHHH!!!" the Breton girl cries, rushing to Frostien. "What are you doing! That was my first succesful long-term summoning, and now you sent him back to Oblivion! Why are you poking around in here instead of guarding and stuff!"

Her fists clench and her face screws up in a most distressing way, as only an upset youth's face can.

"I was poking around this cave since it's what I do for a living, so excuse me for going with my instincts!" Frostien shouted back at her "And WHY didn't you bother to keep a better eye on your little summoning here? Someone could have been hurt!" Frostien pauses for a moment "Wait, did you say vampires? No one told me anything about any vampires!"

Posted by: God of War Apr 17 2005, 04:56 AM

OOC: DELETE

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 04:58 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 16 2005, 10:45 PM)

Walking up to the cave and staring dumbly at the Ogrim standing next to the elf... Avrian asks Nalion, "Friends of yours?"

The elf walks up slowly to the strangers, with Little John in tow.

“Nah, I just like having Ogrims follow me around.” The Mer responds.

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 16 2005, 10:51 PM)

Just as Nalion had spoken, an Ogrim and an Elf stood in front of him.
A purple aura engulfed the mage as he conjured up a shield, a reaction that was almost natural to him when seeing a daedroth.

"What is this?" he demanded to know of the two new arrivals. "Explain yourselves."
His face darkened slightly as he intently looked at them.

Little John pushes the ebony Mer out of the way as he sees Nalion readying a spell.

“Everyone just cool it!” The elf shouts with his arms outstreched. “We’re friends here, Mate.” The Mer says looking at Nalion.

Posted by: God of War Apr 17 2005, 05:02 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 16 2005, 09:58 PM)

The elf walks up slowly to the strangers, with Little John in tow.

“Nah, I just like having Ogrims follow me around.” The Mer responds.
Little John pushes the ebony Mer out of the way as he sees Nalion readying a spell.

“Everyone just cool it!” The elf shouts with his arms outstreched. “We’re friends here, Mate.” The Mer says looking at Nalion.

"An Ogrims a strange friend to keep," Avrian tells the Mer...Avrian laughs at the idea of walking around town with a Ogrim Titan...

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 05:05 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 16 2005, 11:02 PM)

"An Ogrims a strange friend to keep," Avrian laughs at the idea of walking around town with a Ogrim Titan...

Upon hearing this, Little John lets out a shrill roar and crosses his arms.

The tree bark, colored elf begins to laugh. “He says, the same could be said about you.”

Posted by: Nalion Apr 17 2005, 05:06 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 04:58 AM)

Letting the Breton witch be a Breton witch, Nalion focused his attention on the Mer.
"So, what are you doing here? Keep your... Ogrim in check, please. I've seen too many Ogrims running free on the Grazelands of Vvardenfell and attacking travellers to easily relax when seeing one." the mage replied. "What brings you here?"
The defensive barrier around Nalion was still up, he was maintaining a non-agressive, but clearly wary stance.

Posted by: God of War Apr 17 2005, 05:08 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 16 2005, 10:05 PM)

Upon hearing this, Little John lets out a shrill roar and crosses his arms.

The tree bark, colored elf begins to laugh. “He says, the same could be said about you.”

Avrian wishes he could make a pincushion out of the Mer but decides not to start making enemies now, and just frowns without a word...

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 05:11 AM

Tohe raised an eyebrow, and rested his hand on the hilt of his saber again.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 05:11 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 16 2005, 11:06 PM)

"Um..." The Mer begins to think quick. "We're just helping out fellow adventurers. It never hurts to have extra people in your corner traveling this unforgiving plain, aye Mate?”

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 05:15 AM

Witches' Cave

The young Breton girl bite her lip, thinking to herself that the next time the head witch tells her to "go see what all the ruckus is about" she should feign illness, or else summon up some armor before running around the mine. All these crazy people were making her more nervous than she intended to admit.

" ... Look," she says, slowly unclenchng her fists, "could you all just go back up front and continue guarding like you agreed to? There's nothing down this part of the mine besides some forgotten twists and turns with the occasional goblin anyway."

Stupid loud adventurers, I should curse them with bad luck for killing that clanfear, she thinks to herself. First time they let me take part in a long-term summon and now its dead ... well, maybe this time when we resummon it they'll let me handle more than a quarter of the ritual myself ...

She makes shooing motions with her hands, keeping herself from staring at the odd elf and Ogrim lest she not come across as the fearsome wise woman witch she manifestly was.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 17 2005, 05:25 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 05:11 AM)

"Um..." The Mer begins to think quick. "We're just helping out fellow adventurers. It never hurts to have extra people in your corner traveling this unforgiving plain, aye Mate?”

"I tend to get nervous when people suddenly keep on appearing from seemingly out of nowhere. And I honestly don't like being nervous. You seem to know 'our corners' quite well. Might I ask you how you found us? This cave isn't particularly easy to find. And whilel I am at it, may I ask for your name? I am called Nalion."

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 05:15 AM)

Turning towards the Breton girl and seeing her bit her lips and unclenching her fists with an effort. "Don't worry child. We were just investigating the incantation. How can we protect you properly when we don't know where you currently are and what you were doing? Summoning can be a rather dangerous business. As far as I gather now, this Clannfear has attacked first. I don't want to sound offensive, but when there is a vampire attack, the least thing what I would want to see is an uncontrolled Clannfear from the ones we are supposed to protect clawing at our backs."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 05:36 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 16 2005, 11:25 PM)

“You need to learn how to relax, Mate. I don’t know how we appeared out of nowhere.” The Mer shrugs his shoulders. “If you can’t see this big, green, mountain of fat coming, you need glasses as thick as boulders.”

Behind the elf, Little John makes another gruff sounding roar, along with a very obscene gesture involving one of his fingers, and his backside.

“Ha, I love ya’ too, LJ.” The Mer replies smiling before turning his attention back to Nalion. “As for my name, call me Wind. It’s not my real name, of course, but It’s what I’ve been called for years. I come and go as I please on Nirn, so It kinda fits.”

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 05:43 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 16 2005, 11:25 PM)

"We're in our part of the cave, like we always are except when we come out front," the girl says, glaring a bit at Nalion. "And the incantion is nothing for you to worry about - and I know the risks involved, thank you, I AM part of the coven. And the only reason the Clanfear attacked is you people went poking your noses deeper into the cave; if you'd have stayed up top where you were told there'd be no problem, now."

"Look, just go back up front; there's nothing of interest for you people down in this area," she says. "The vampires are going to come in through the front, no?"

Posted by: Nalion Apr 17 2005, 05:51 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 05:36 AM)

"I don't have eyes in the back of my head and my ears aren't as sensitive as some others, friend." Nalion answered. "My focus was elsewhere at the time. I don't think I need glasses yet."
The Breton looked at the Ogrims gesture and raised an eyebrow, then back to the Mer. "So, this is LJ and you are Wind. Well. I suppose we can do without violence here, else we cause too much confusion here.

QUOTE(Loranna)

"As you wish." Nalion answered, suppressing a comment. "Well, let us follow the young lady's advice and move up to a place where the air is a bit fresher than here."

Posted by: Piffski Apr 17 2005, 05:53 AM

Summery
Trelan has helped his fellows in the tower defeating their enimies,now learning his real name is Kagen because of certain records in the tower. He is napping waiting for his comrades.

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 17 2005, 05:59 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 01:43 PM)

"Very well then, little girl," Frostien Marcelle said, glaring at her "But don't expect me to fight any vampires unless one attacks me."

Frostien followed Nalion back into the front chamber.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 06:03 AM

The Breton girl fumes bu says nothing, her bare feet slapping the stone floor angrily as she makes her way back to her coven sisters.

Meanwhile ...

Loranna and her party, having completed their business at Sharlian's Tower, find themselves once again at the wiches' cave.

"And back here again," she says, glancing at Tris; she had been glancing at him sidelong for most of the trip, now and again.

Posted by: Rhedd Apr 17 2005, 06:04 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 14 2005, 02:46 AM)

I try my hardest to conceal a smirk... I fail.

Bet he thinks I meant to hit him with that first swing, bet he thinks I didn’t know he would move. Ha, all this I saw the moment he wouldn’t draw his sword. I was once told to be a great warrior you must see the end of the battle before it has even began... I have.

Luciel moves paper light in my hands, dipping downward, vertically, parrying the Nord’s mighty blow inches away from my right calf. The coolness of the blade, makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand.

The sound, I’m guessing can be heard in High Rock.

The collision is great, greater then I expected. Luciel whines, and shakes, begging to be let go, but my hands hold firm.

“You’re fast, kid, I’ll give you that, but you lack power. I’ve taken harder hits from wenches.” Luciel flips in an arch, almost as if she’s moving on her own, straight to the kneeling Nord’s head.

“LET ME SHOW YOU HOW IT’S DONE!”

This Orc wasn't as slow as he should be for his size, that was for sure. Aricyn was surprised to feel his sword hit steel instead of bone. Even more surprised that the steel held, instead of screaming and shattering like so many other blades that had parried his.

The most surprising thing, however, was how, less than a heartbeat later, the giant axe was falling down on him again. Nice move. There was no possibility of raising the long blade to meet it. It's tip faced the ground, and still would be by the time the Orc's heavy blow split his head open.

Luckily, it was a very long sword. Nearly as long as Aricyn was tall. He shifted his grip and swung the hilt into the axe's path. Aricyn was confident that the hilt would hold and not break. Quite confident, in fact, since once-upon-a-time he had tried every way he knew to destroy the accursed thing, the only result being that the hilt was now black and twisted, as if burned.

Aricyn dropped to one knee, sheltered by the crossguard.

"You speak well enough... for an Orc," he said, mostly to distract his attacker. At the last moment before the bone-crushing impact, he rotated the sword, letting it's downward-pointing tip rest gently atop the Orc's right boot. A nail for the hammer.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 06:05 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 16 2005, 11:03 PM)

"Do I have something on my face?" Tris said, with a teasing grin. He was in a difficult mood at the moment; half thoughtful, half restless. And when he was in a mood, it came out in teasing. Sometimes good natured, sometimes otherwise.

Posted by: God of War Apr 17 2005, 06:09 AM

Turning to Nalion and the group who are now heading towards the front of the cave, Avrian asks, "When do you think I will be able to speak with Cyrcius?"

Posted by: Piffski Apr 17 2005, 06:12 AM

Dont mind me asking,but what is so important about these caves?

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 06:13 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 12:05 AM)

"No, of course not," Loranna says, ducking a little. "Just ..."

Just what Lor? she asks herself. A touch envious of that Redguard girl for having Tris for a night? A touch worried about Tris getting in trouble with Ciel, like it seemed happened with that Dunmer girl? A touch just plain lonely because you've been pining for Slyvos who stayed at the cave on your own insistance to better split the party's resources?

" ... just me being me," she says, shrugging. "It's nothing really; sorry for making it into something."

She heads to the mouth of the cave. "Hail!" she calls out. "We've returned."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 06:15 AM

QUOTE(Piffski @ Apr 16 2005, 11:12 PM)

Dont mind me asking,but what is so important about these caves?

"These caves have witches in them," Tris said. "Very nice, very lovely witches, who are going to help us fix our friend's little problem. Right, Loranna?"

He looked into the caves, waiting for a response to her greeting.

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 17 2005, 06:16 AM

Midave Astien had awoken with a clouded head, and when he came to he realized he was without his precious ebony armor, the armor that had been given him by his master, the armor that broke his fear of magic users like crumbs of bread. Midave Astien had cursed the lost armor, but realized he was too dizzy to do anything about it, and he was weak. The Breton-Dunmer half breed had pushed himself to his feet and drug himself a short distance, to a place not easily spotted, a secluded area he had frequented many times before, but was mostly unnoticed by passersby…

It was here that Midave Astien had collapsed, slowly, then, he had awoken, and now his eyes had begun to focus, and he felt his strength returning. His armor was still gone, and his weapon, having no knowledge of magicka, he was defenseless. He remained where he was.

Posted by: God of War Apr 17 2005, 06:16 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 16 2005, 11:15 PM)

"Lovely witches can't say I've ever seen that," Avrian replies with a grin....

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 06:17 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 12:15 AM)

"Definatly not lovely to the eyes though," Reichi commented.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 17 2005, 06:19 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 17 2005, 06:09 AM)

Turning to Nalion and the group who are now heading towards the front of the cave, Avrian asks, "When do you think I will be able to speak with Cyrcius?"

"There they are, Avrian. Feel free to ask for him." the Breton mage answered. Upon hearing Loranna's call, Nalion stepped out of the cave.
"Hail Loranna!" he answered, not bothering to ask about the weed. He knew they were successful. "You have brought some new faces, I see. I've got some new ones also." He motioned backwards towards Avrian, Wind and LJ. "How have you been?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 06:19 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 17 2005, 12:19 AM)

"We've been our usual," Loranna says, grinning to see Nalion again. "Running headlong into places where gods fear to tread and all that."

She looks at the newcomers, her eyebrows raising. "Interesting people you've met," she says, her eyes flicking back itno the cave for a sign of a furry Khajiit tail.

Posted by: Piffski Apr 17 2005, 06:20 AM

witches...hmmm...do they have food?Or anything imprtant?

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 06:22 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 16 2005, 11:19 PM)

"We sincerely hope they'll be able to help our friend, yes," Loranna mutters in response to Tris's comment, pushing her blond hair out of her face; keeping the disguise up in the middle of the wilderness had struck her as silly, so she let it drop on the way back.

" ... Hello?" she calls out again, frowning.
"We've been our usual," Loranna says, grinning to see Nalion again. "Running headlong into places where gods fear to tread and all that."

She looks at the newcomers, her eyebrows raising. "Interesting people you've met," she says, her eyes flicking back itno the cave for a sign of a furry Khajiit tail.

QUOTE(Piffski @ Apr 16 2005, 11:20 PM)

witches...hmmm...do they have food?Or anything imprtant?

"Is that an Ogrim?" Tris asked, with a frown. "Summoner? Hey, aren't you the kid I met before?"

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 06:26 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 17 2005, 12:04 AM)

...Aricyn dropped to one knee, sheltered by the crossguard.

"You speak well enough... for an Orc," he said, mostly to distract his attacker. At the last moment before the bone-crushing impact, he rotated the sword, letting it's downward-pointing tip rest gently atop the Orc's right boot. A nail for the hammer.

The Nord was smart, smarter then me. He may not be stronger then me, but he is smart. I thought I had him, I thought Luceil would hit her mark. I thought there was no way he could counter my hit. I also thought I wouldn’t cut my own foot today.

Things have a funny way of working out.

The blade easily cuts through my boot and strikes bone.

I don’t scream, it hurts like hell, but I don’t scream. What I do do is stumble back in shock. The sensation of the strike is weird, it’s hot, but freezing cold at the same time. I can feel the wound exploding like a pissed volcano. I’ve taken worser hits and fought on for hours. This was no different.

I can take the wound but not the cut to my pride... this bastard has outsmarted me.

“Play time is over, boy.” I say with the straightest face I can muster, as I raise Luceil in a defensive stance.

Let’s see how this bastard is at attacking first.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 17 2005, 06:30 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 06:19 AM)

"It's almost too easy to speak of gods now, isn't it?", Nalion answered, smiling back at Loranna warmly. "Well, it seems you were there." The mage chuckled.
He turned to Avrian, Wind and LJ.
"Please meet Loranna and Tris." he introduced them, slightly stressing Greir a bit longer than necessary. Then, Nalion continued to introduce Reichi and the rest of the companions.

Following Lorannas gaze into the cavern and quickly checking the persons present, he knew who was missing. The mages smile broadened.
"Our slightly furry friend is inside, Loranna. Unfortunately, I had not time to speak with him in the meantime, so I don't know what he is planning."

Posted by: God of War Apr 17 2005, 06:35 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 16 2005, 11:19 PM)

QUOTE

"It's almost too easy to speak of gods now, isn't it?", Nalion answered, smiling back at Loranna warmly. "Well, it seems you were there." The mage chuckled.
He turned to Avrian, Wind and LJ.
"Please meet Loranna and Tris." he introduced them, slightly stressing Greir a bit longer than necessary. Then, Nalion continued to introduce Reichi and the rest of the companions.

Following Lorannas gaze into the cavern and quickly checking the persons present, he knew who was missing. The mages smile broadened.
"Our slightly furry friend is inside, Loranna. Unfortunately, I had not time to speak with him in the meantime, so I don't know what he is planning."

Avrian nodded to Loranna and Tris, and said a quiet "Hello."

With so many people around Avrian decided to wait until later to talk with Cyrcius. Avrian really did not know who to trust in this group. Really the only person he had even exchanged more then a few words with was Nalion...and Nalion was busy at the moment conversing with the others.

Avrian walked over to a tight clump of trees and soon dozed off...

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 06:38 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 17 2005, 12:30 AM)

"Ah," Loranna says, feeling a touch concenred; Slyvos was the quiet sort, and she hopes he wasn't feeling too stir crazy from being in the cave with others ...

A mature-looking raven-tressed Breton woman appears from deeper within the cave. "Ah, you have returned," she says, glancing at Loranna's features and the newcomers to the party with mild interest. "I take it you have brought the weed? And what news of the wizard's tower?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 06:41 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 16 2005, 11:38 PM)

"I don't think you need to worry about Louisie and whatever that Altmer fellow was named," Tris said. "Unless you summon them from the afterlife, they are no longer your problem. And we have plenty of weed."

He offered her his. He had already run home to Daggerfall, to share some with Allerleirauh; she was doing her own work, investigating the properties of the lakeside weeds. But he had kept more than enough.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 06:47 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 12:22 AM)

"Is that an Ogrim?" Tris asked, with a frown...

"Well what does he look like, Sunshine? Your mom?" Wind says under his breath to Little John.

Wind turns with a smile on his face towards his big, green friend who looks a little disappointed.

Wind's smile dissappears. "Yeah, I know it wasn't funny..." Wind looks down before throwing his hands up. "What do ya' want from me? It was spur of the moment."

Little John shakes his head, as Wind broods.

Posted by: Rhedd Apr 17 2005, 06:47 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 16 2005, 10:26 PM)

"Is it?" Aricyn said with a smile.

This was new; the Orc was defending, waiting for an attack. That was unusual, and impressive. The haft of that axe still looked like a juicy target, but no, the Orc was wrong, playtime was not over.

Aricyn took one long stride forward and swung, at head level. It was easy to dodge, but the momentum carried the long blade above his head in a circle, and right into another blow, just like it. They were simply swings, practiced, but not unusual, and they left him in an awkward position with his back nearly facing his enemy.

That's when Aricyn poured on the speed. The speed that had killed a Daedra Prince, the speed that had cut Allerleirauh in half in an alley one rainy night; the speed of the Wind.

He continued the spin on his right heel, and turned the blade's point toward his enemy, placing his off hand on the pommel, and driving the weapon forward as hard as he could.

Long before he was sure of what the blow had hit, if anything, he instinctively followed it up with an elbow to the Orc's face.

He instantly wished he hadn't.

He might as well have walked over and elbowed the castle gate, for all the good it did. He felt an unbreakable tooth cut his elbow, all the way to the bone.

Orcs. Aricyn really liked them. Hopefully, he'd live to meet a couple more. Standing, wincing, with your elbow in an Orc's face, however, wasn't the best way of insuring survival.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 06:48 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 12:41 AM)

The Breton woman accepts Tris's weed, smiling. "I remember our first encounter with those two; I would find more cause to summon scamps," she says with a smooth laugh.

"This will take some time; sadly it is impossible to say how long, exactly. You should expect to wait for at least until tomorrow late, from experience. We shall get to work now."

She turns and makes her way back into the cave.

Posted by: Piffski Apr 17 2005, 06:51 AM

* Kagen examines the cave in a quiet manner*

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 06:58 AM

Outside the mine-

Night had settled. There was a small cracking noise off to the side of the man made path.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 07:07 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 12:58 AM)

Outside the mine-

Night had settled. There was a small cracking noise off to the side of the man made path.

Reichi, hearing the pop, turned. Weapons ready. "Who goes there?" he called out.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 07:12 AM

Solunastra, Daggerfall: Tris

Tris lingered in his bedroom, breathing deeply. He felt more like himself just smelling the familiar scents of home. Ciel wasn't here, but he had been here, surely, a very short time before.

Tris found him in his office, working.

"I brought you a present," he said. "A good present. It's armor, artifact level armor. I know ebony is a little heavy for your taste, but this is worth reconsidering. I don't know what God or Demon made it, but it takes harmful spells and turns them back on their owners... not reflects; changes the origin point. And good spells that your enemies use on themselves are applied to you. It didn't save the last fellow who wore it, but he gave us one hell of a fight."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 07:15 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 01:07 AM)

Reichi, hearing the pop, turned. Weapons ready. "Who goes there?" he called out.

Loranna had learned to trust Reichi's senses; she becomes more alert, her hands raising in anticipation of casting a spell.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 07:17 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 02:37 PM)

Reichi, hearing the pop, turned. Weapons ready. "Who goes there?" he called out.

A small rat ran out of the bushes and scurried past Reichi, banging into the mine door. Muffled laughter could faintly be heard within the shrubs. Before anything else could happen, the mine door swung open and Dante stepped out. "Hey, you knock on this door just now?"

Posted by: Piffski Apr 17 2005, 07:18 AM

*Kagen gets out of his fighting stance * ...Oh...Stupid animal...wait..DINNER!!!!

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 07:23 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 01:17 AM)

"No that rat did," Reichi said, pointing to the rat near the door. He looked to the bushes.
"And the bushes over there laughed," he pointed to the bushes the muffled laughter came from.

Posted by: Solin Apr 17 2005, 07:23 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 12:12 AM)

Ciel looked up and over to Tris from his desk, smile on his face. A suprised yet interested look briefly crossed his face as Tris announced the gift. He stood up.

"For me? What did I do to deserve this?" he replied grinning. "It sounds like a mighty impressive gift from your description, I trained rather extensively in several armors, even a little ebony. I'll have to see if I remeber how to move in the stuff."

He gave the armor a critical eye, his expression showed his appreciation of piece's quality.

"How'd you get it off him?" he asked.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 07:24 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 01:23 AM)

"No that rat did," Reichi said, pointing to the rat near the door. He looked to the bushes.
"And the bushes over there laughed," he pointed to the bushes the muffled laughter came from.

"Rats are funny, don't you know," Loranna comments, turning and casting a light spell at the shrubs.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 07:27 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 17 2005, 12:23 AM)

"Konked him on the head with his own sword," Tris said. He slid his arms around Ciel's waist from behind, and took a deep breath of his skin.

"As for what you did to deserve it... I feel better already. I'm not sure I like myself when you're not around to make me behave."

Posted by: Solin Apr 17 2005, 07:30 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 12:27 AM)

Ciel turned his head around and gave Tris a questioning look.

"Why's that?" he inquired grasping hold of Tris's arms.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 07:32 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 02:53 PM)

"No that rat did," Reichi said, pointing to the rat near the door. He looked to the bushes.
"And the bushes over there laughed," he pointed to the bushes the muffled laughter came from.

"Heh...I see." Dante muttered, heading towards the now illuminated bushes, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. "You lot, stay ready..." he whispered, slowly beginning to draw his sword.

He turned back to investigate closer, and just in time to hear the loud, sudden rustling. A second passed, and Dante let out a gasp, another second later and he was on the ground, short one ear.

In the illuminated area of the shrub, a lone figure stood. He held a scaled gauntlet up to his face and licked the blood from it.

"Greetings."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 07:35 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 17 2005, 12:30 AM)

Ciel turned his head around and gave Tris a questioning look.

"Why's that?" he inquired grasping hold of Tris's arms.

"I'm all over the map," Tris said. "I don't know, I never did have much of a moral compass. This wizard, he had slaves from all over. We let his ex-slaves have him. I kept thinking you would have done that differently. And I rescued this girl... I feel like I took advantage of her gratitude. No, I know I did. She was the wizard's personal sex toy. So she was looking for anyone powerful to be with, and I pretty much put myself in her path. And then I stopped by my dad's house, gave his wife a rose, talked to her. Took a bath there, cheeky bastard that I am. I don't know what I was thinking. I need to get myself straightened out somehow."

He laughed.

"Sorry. Dragon used to say I was the whiniest Breton he'd ever met."

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 07:37 AM

Reichi's face twisted into a snarl. He resisted the urge to attack. "Greetings..." he growled. "What is your business here, why have you attacked my friend?" He shifted the grip on his Dagger of senses, flipping it so he held the blade down.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 07:38 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 17 2005, 12:47 AM)

...Standing, wincing, with your elbow in an Orc's face, however, wasn't the best way of insuring survival.

What a move all show, and no power, but it was fast. I put this one on Oblivion, that this was the fastest move I have ever seen, a lesser man would’ve been skewered.... but I am not a lesser man.

The move was choreographed, I knew the outcome of the move before the Nord put on the speed, and that alone was my saving grace. Seeing the outcome of the move gave even a big, lug like me enough time to sidestep it. The sword misses centimeters from my right ribcage. I can feel the coolness of the blade again, as it makes my hair do that standing thing.

Damn I hate that.

I’m reeling from the move, the sheer quickness of it was amazing. I’m off balance for a split second. The Nord has me, then he goes off and does the worst move he could. He tries to elbow me... ME! My skin is as hard as mount Wrothgarian itself. It’s laughable really, and when I think back to it I’ll always crack a smile.

The fools back is to me, so I grab it in an embrace so tight it hurts my ribs. For the first time Luceil falls from my hands, as I latch on my other arm in this crushing embrace. I don’t wait for the Nord to think of a way out of my death hug, because he would before I squeezed the life out of him, I know that for a fact. This Nord is too crafty to die like that. So, I lift him up and beat the back of this spine a few times before tossing him a few feet away from me. Just at a far enough distance that he can’t counter without me having enough time to react.

Looking at the Nord on the ground I think, you may be smart, but I’m better, and I pray to the God’s that I’m right.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 07:39 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 01:32 AM)

Loranna's eyes widen slightly, and she flexes her fingers, casting a quick telekenesis spell; Dante's severed ear flies to her hand.

"Reichi ..." she says, casting a sanctuary spell on herself anf him. She could heal Dante's ear back in place if she could get to the wounded Dunmer. The way this guy moved, though, she'd need him to be distracted before trying; he seemed less than friendly considering his greeting.

Posted by: Solin Apr 17 2005, 07:41 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 12:35 AM)

Ciel laughed with the younger Breton.

"Well isn't that what you intend to do after this mess with Illian is finnished?" he asked as he patted Tris's arm. "Things are going well, soon they will get better."

He paused a moment.

"You should be more careful, though," he shook his head, he still wore the grin. "Your father's house? a bath? Don't get yourself caught. Speaking of which, how is Herwyn Brand?"

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 07:45 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 03:07 PM)

"My buisness..." He started, as two more figures dropped down, either side of him. "OUR buisness...more rather. We've come for the cure, and nobody will stand in our path." He said with a snarl, kicking Dante.

Dante, had since rolled onto his stomach, and was attempting to crawl away.

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 17 2005, 07:47 AM

Frostien gave a deep, throaty growl at the sight of the new comers, which was quite an odd sound coming from a Breton. He raised his already drawn ebony waraxe, and thought of the perfect spell to attack with, being the battlemage he is.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 07:49 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 17 2005, 12:41 AM)

"Herwyn Brand," Tris repeated. "Placid. Unflappable. He's too smart to seem quite real. You know how I had to go back to finish my work for that old lady I stole the roses from? He was there, waiting for me. We had a talk. He didn't try to nab me. Just talked. And then he went away, and I worked in the garden a while. I won't get caught, that's not what he's planning. What he's planning I don't know."

Tris kissed Ciel. "I need to go. I'll be back, as soon as this vampire business is finished."

He took a dash at the wall, and emerged deep inside the witches's cave.

Posted by: Solin Apr 17 2005, 07:50 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 12:49 AM)

Ciel shook his head as he watched the Breton go, still in a bemused mood, and returned to his desk.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 17 2005, 07:52 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 16 2005, 10:45 PM)

Teleran flipped out the Golem’s crown and placed it on his head. Feeling the effects roll over him, he stepped towards the figure, “I would advise you play nice vampire.”

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 07:52 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 01:45 AM)

"We're looking for the cure, im sure theres more than enough, no need to fight over it," Reichi replied. He could tell there was something about this folk. The subtle difference in how they talked, and moved. They way the man had licked the blood from his gauntlet.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 07:54 AM

Wind and Little John look around, confused, as if something mystical just happened.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 07:57 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 01:52 AM)

Loranna moves toward Dante, a Turn Undead spell ready to use should be be confronted with an attack.

Posted by: Rhedd Apr 17 2005, 08:00 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 16 2005, 11:38 PM)

Things weren't quite going the way Aricyn would've expected. It'd been a long time since he's been in a fight he couldn't win. He had been trying to impress the Orc, but now it was down to simply staying alive.

Still, the corpse of the greatest warrior in the world stank just as bad as the corpse of a politician. Aricyn wasn't in the mood to kill a great warrior today.

Of course, he also wasn't in the mood to die, and his sword was about two arm's lengths to his left, and he wasn't entirely certain that his left arm worked, anyway.

He waited. Waited until the Orc retrieved his enormous axe. Waited as he said something. (Aricyn's ears were ringing and he wasn't certain what was said.) He waited until the Orc had taken two steps forward.

He opened his mouth and the world went silent.

It wasn't a shout that would topple castles, and it wasn't a shout that would pulverize mountains. It was a little shout, almost a song. Just enough to smash a man's joints. Just enough to make him lie like a heap of holiday jelly until someone fed him a healing potion.

Aricyn watched as the wooden haft of the huge axe turned to splinters. The heavy paudron that the Orc had worn on his left arm flew like a bullet, it's straps broken, and shattered on the castle wall at the top of the hill. The Orc himself was not far behind.

His heels left deep trenches in the ground, and with a boom like thunder, he, too, hit the stone wall.

Aricyn smiled, and struggled to his feet. It had been a fun fight.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 08:04 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 17 2005, 03:22 PM)

Teleran flipped out the Golem’s crown and placed it on his head. Feeling the effects roll over him, he stepped towards the figure, “I would advise you play nice vampire.”

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 03:22 PM)

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 03:27 PM)

Loranna moves toward Dante, a Turn Undead spell ready to use should be be confronted with an attack.

Seeing Loranna step forward Rarnir let out a hiss, and the Breton female stepped forward, a Dwemer shortsword in hand.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 08:06 AM

"Then what do you want with it?" Reichi pratically growled.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 08:08 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 02:04 AM)

Rarnir let out a large cackle, tilting his head back as he laughed. "Quite the friends you have here." He remarked, small laughs escaping him at times. "We don't seek the cure to use it, no...that's not what we want at all."
Seeing Loranna step forward Rarnir let out a hiss, and the Breton female stepped forward, a Dwemer shortsword in hand.

"Stand down!" Loranna says, loudly enough to be heard in the cave. "You had no call to attack him."

She continues moving forward, casting a sanctuary on Dante to protect him.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 08:09 AM

Menevia, Witches' Cave:

Where were the others? Tris cocked his head, hearing faint noises from outside. Then went to the door of the cavern and looked.

"Whoops," he said under his breath.

He ducked back inside, to warn the wise women.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 17 2005, 08:13 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 16 2005, 11:04 PM)

Teleran moved towards the Breton, Stahlrim flying to hand and then towards the shortsword. He followed the dagger muttering, “Filthy vampires, cursed scum. Don’t want the cure, enjoy your bloodsucking? Then stay dead.”

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 08:16 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 03:36 PM)

"Then what do you want with it?" Reichi pratically growled.

"I'm tired of your questions." Rarnir growled, fishing a silver throwing knife out from his cloak. He began to play with it, mockingly, throwing it around through the air and what not.

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 03:38 PM)

"Stand down!" Loranna says, loudly enough to be heard in the cave. "You had no call to attack him."

She continues moving forward, casting a sanctuary on Dante to protect him.

The Breton continued forward, knocking Teleran's dagger out of her path. She leapt forward towards Loranna, her shortsword ready to impale her.

Inside the mine-

The witches caught ear of Loranna, and ran to the stairwell. Only to bump into Tris, "what's going on?" asked one of the women.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 08:23 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 01:16 AM)

"I'm tired of your questions." Rarnir growled, fishing a silver throwing knife out from his cloak. He began to play with it, mockingly, throwing it around through the air and what not.
The Breton continued forward, knocking Teleran's dagger out of her path. She leapt forward towards Loranna, her shortsword ready to impale her.

Inside the mine-

The witches caught ear of Loranna, and ran to the stairwell. Only to bump into Tris, "what's going on?" asked one of the women.

"Fighting outside," Tris said. He already knew the witches were no good at fighting, since the wizard and the constable had been able to terrorize them. "Looks like some vampires. You'd better stay inside, together, in a place with only one entrance, so you can watch it. Ready to fight if they burst in here."

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 17 2005, 08:24 AM

Frostien unleashed the spell. Streams of flame came spouted from his finger tips. Like fiery snakes, they slithered towards the one juggling a blade, ready to encase him.

He turned his attention to the breton, and rushed over to her, axe rasied over his head.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 17 2005, 08:24 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 16 2005, 11:16 PM)

The Stahlrim dagger spun towards the ground. It never hit though, as it reversed direction and came back at the Breton, under the impaling blade towards the vampire.

Teleran continued towards her. His granite fist readying to swing forward as he closed within reach.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 08:25 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 03:53 PM)

One of the women gave Tris a sharp nod. "Come on, girls!" At that, they ran back down the corridor they appeared from, ready for a fight.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 08:26 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 02:16 AM)

The Breton continued forward, knocking Teleran's dagger out of her path. She leapt forward towards Loranna, her shortsword ready to impale her.

Loranna stops moving forward and shifts herself slightly to the right, twisting her torso; the Dwemer blade which had been aimed for her heart ends up skidding across the front of her ice armor, rending her robe but leaving her otherwise unharmed for now.

Of course, being this close to a vampire was never a good thing, and Dante by now had been bleeding for longer than Loranna liked; it was time to heal Dante and stomp these vampires, which meant it was time to get some breathing room.

"BACK!" Loranna bellows, casting Turn Undead; on such strong-willed undead the effects wouldn't be terribly impressive but it ought to buy her enough time to get to the wounded Dunmer - and give her companions a moment to get in a strong strike.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 08:29 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 17 2005, 02:00 AM)

...Aricyn smiled, and struggled to his feet. It had been a fun fight.

Damn it. I knew, I fah’ging knew that this Nord had that power. I had met many tongues in my time, and I knew one when I saw one. Even though I knew what they where capable of, it didn’t make me ready for it. The blast is tremendous. Its funny how something so loud can cause everything to get so quiet. I only heard it for a second, and that’s all it took. I’ve only jumped a few times in my life, and It had been so long I had almost forgotten how it felt.

I remembered now.

It wasn’t the stone wall that hurt the most, it was the blast that got me to the wall. The wall acted like a cushion... it caught me. The God’s only know how far I would’ve flown if it wasn’t there.

Things were broken, I knew that for a fact by the way my insides were screaming words made of fire and pain. I shifted out of the wall and fell to my knees, with my arms outstretched in front of me. Ribs, almost all of them broken. My left arm fractured. Both legs... broken. But I’ve felt this pain before and pushed it back.

On my knees, bloody, and battered I feel that cool breeze again, and through the pain I smile.

I’ve only had to do this a few times in my life, and it was in fun, never in desperation. If I was to die today I might as well die this way. I look to the sky and let out a roar so loud it echos in my head. My heart begins to beat faster, my muscles bulge, and pulse with untold strength, and lastly my bones don’t hurt as much. This will only last for a few minutes, but even if it is a few minutes these will be the worst few minutes of this Nord’s life. I rise up quickly from the ground and charge the Nord full speed.

This has definitely been a good fight.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 08:35 AM

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Apr 17 2005, 03:54 PM)

Rarnir dived out of the flames path, snarling as some tickled his arm. Luckily, he was Dunmer...

The Breton payed no attention to Frostien, for the moment, at least.

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 17 2005, 03:54 PM)

She managed to avoid the attak, for the most part, ending up with only a small cut on her wrist. She continued on her way, though.

The Altmer vampire, from behind Rarnir shot a paralysis spell at Teleran, in hopes of stopping him, obviously.

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 03:56 PM)

The spell collided, and the Breton skidded across the ground. When she stood up and looked at the party, she became quite hesitant to attack. But she did prepare herself for Frostien's attack.

Posted by: Rhedd Apr 17 2005, 08:36 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 12:29 AM)

A day full of surprises, and stupid mistakes. The numb tingling in Aricyn's elbow was still there... It should've reminded him that this was not a man. Not at all.

Aricyn's pale eyes widened and he lunged desperately for his sword.

In the shade, beneath the tree, the old wolf sat up.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 08:41 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 01:35 AM)

Rarnir dived out of the flames path, snarling as some tickled his arm. Luckily, he was Dunmer...

The Breton payed no attention to Frostien, for the moment, at least.
She managed to avoid the attak, for the most part, ending up with only a small cut on her wrist. She continued on her way, though.

The Altmer vampire, from behind Rarnir shot a paralysis spell at Teleran, in hopes of stopping him, obviously.
The spell collided, and the Breton skidded across the ground. When she stood up and looked at the party, she became quite hesitant to attack. But she did prepare herself for Frostien's attack.

Tris took in the scene at a glance.

"Only three of you?" he said. "Have you got a death wish, or haven't you heard of our reputation?"

He leveled a lightning bolt at Rarnir and the Altmer woman.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 08:42 AM

"Fine, if we're going to play, then lets play," Reichi said with a shrug. He rushed forth towards the Dunmer Vampire. Drawing back the Daedric shortsword, the one with an absorb health enchantment, back for a strike. Meanwhile, Tohe looked out to see what was happening, and drew his silver saber. It wasn't the world's best sword, but it would injure a vampire.

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 17 2005, 08:42 AM

Frostien swung the axe in his right hand at the Breton, putting as much strength behind it as he had. As the axe came down in a graceful arc, he prepared another spell, the flames coating his left hand in a deadly aura that began to grow.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 17 2005, 08:46 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 16 2005, 11:35 PM)

The stahlrim dagger cut in again for the breton woman, trying for a disemboweling chop this time. It was soon joined by a number of silver daggers as Teleran stopped short under the effects of a paralysis spell. The elfwork dagger from Gemin took to the air around Teleran moving around him to protect his now immobile body.

His spear headed in the direction of the spellcaster, weavingas he tried to keep it on course while only just being able to see it from the corner of his eye.

Weapons flying, Teleran waited for the paralysis spell to wear off, not that he had much choice in that matter.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 08:48 AM

Loranna quickly drops to her knees by Dante's side, placing his severed ear back in its proper place; a murmured healing spell later and the Dunmer youth was once again whole, and healed.

"Sorry that took so long," Loranna says to Dante as she looks up, taking stock of the situation. Tris blasting at two vampires, Frostien swinging at the one she had turned, Teleran looking frozen in place, a dagger flying about him.

Casting a Cure Paralysis at Teleran, Loranna gets to her feet, covering Dante until he can do the same.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 08:57 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 04:11 PM)

Tris took in the scene at a glance.

"Only three of you?" he said. "Have you got a death wish, or haven't you heard of our reputation?"

He leveled a lightning bolt at Rarnir and the Altmer woman.

Rarnir cast his silver throwing knife yowards Tris whilst the Altmer raised a shock shield. It would be enough for the time being.

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 04:12 PM)

Rarnir prepared himself, he parried Reichi's strike with one of his gauntlets. Before he leapt into the air, twisting his body trying to bring the toe of his boot down on the back of Reichi's neck.

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Apr 17 2005, 04:12 PM)

The Breton jumped back, narrowly avoiding the strike. Seeing the fire spell prepared she lunged forward, her shortsword aiming for Frostien's chest.

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 17 2005, 04:16 PM)

The Breton parried the Stalhirm dagger yet again, before diving out of the path of the silver daggers.

The Altmer woman cast a dispel at the spear.

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 04:18 PM)

Dante stirred, "Ugh...no problem." He muttered chokily, "just glad to have my ear back." He sat up, and began scanning the area for his sword.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 09:06 AM

Reichi had expected the parry, but not the jump. He wasn't acustomed to opponents jumping over him like that. Usually he was the one who did the jumping over and attacking from behind, and that was usually in his Werewolf form.
Still, he knew how way to counter it, after one victim he had played with by jumping over had eventually figured out a counter and stuck him in the shoulder with a silver shortsword.

Reichi turned around, thrusting the blade of the Dagger of Senses out, being held as it was, he didn't need to fully turn to thrust. Rarnir's toe wouldn't connect with Reichi's neck, but rather, the point of his blade.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 17 2005, 09:07 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 16 2005, 11:57 PM)

The Breton jumped back, narrowly avoiding the strike. Seeing the fire spell prepared she lunged forward, her shortsword aiming for Frostien's chest.

The Breton parried the Stalhirm dagger yet again, before diving out of the path of the silver daggers.

The Altmer woman cast a dispel at the spear.

Teleran turned to charge the Altmer sorceress. The stahlrim dagger pursued the Breton cutting up from the ground at the Breton's chest. The other daggers engaging the Breton halted, then streamed past Teleran towards the mage, spreading apart to make a single dispel ineffectual against them all. After a few seconds the spear restarted its flight, moving with much more fluidity now that it was in his line of sight. Teleran's face was contorted in a snarl, an unsettling appearance for stone.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 09:07 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 01:57 AM)

Rarnir cast his silver throwing knife yowards Tris whilst the Altmer raised a shock shield. It would be enough for the time being.
Rarnir prepared himself, he parried Reichi's strike with one of his gauntlets. Before he leapt into the air, twisting his body trying to bring the toe of his boot down on the back of Reichi's neck.
The Breton jumped back, narrowly avoiding the strike. Seeing the fire spell prepared she lunged forward, her shortsword aiming for Frostien's chest.
The Breton parried the Stalhirm dagger yet again, before diving out of the path of the silver daggers.

The Altmer woman cast a dispel at the spear.
Dante stirred, "Ugh...no problem." He muttered chokily, "just glad to have my ear back." He sat up, and began scanning the area for his sword.

"Damn, he's fast," Tris said, whipping to one side, out of the path of the thrown knife. They were all fast. But he trusted himself to be faster.

He reached into the Void, to fiddle with his speed. It wasn't something you did with your conscious mind; consciousness wasn't fast enough. Before his conscious mind had time to think of a plan he was on top of the Altmer woman, ebony sword in hand, plunging it towards her throat. Never stand off and fight a mage with magic. The thing to do was close and cut their heads off.

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 17 2005, 09:14 AM

Frostien moved to dodge the attack, but his ebony armour slowed him down. As he twisted his torso to avoid the blade, it managed to find it's taget, piercing the right side of his cuirass- and chest.

"Argh! Now you shall know true pain, fiend!" Frostien roared, and lunged at her face with his hand, the heat searing her face. His flaming hand wrapped around the vampire's face, encasing her head in fire.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 09:15 AM

Loranna gives Dante a quick, tight smile, then turns her attention back to the vampires.

It took only half a second for her to decide on her next course of action; raising her hands she mutters "Fool; give me your grace," as she casts a simple, but powerful, Absorb Agility at the leaping Rarnir.

With any luck, his landing would be not just painful from the blade, but awkward enough to give Reichi an easy follow up attack.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 09:15 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 17 2005, 02:36 AM)

Almost kid, almost. The bastard moves for his sword, but is too banged up to move faster then me. His hand gets to the hilt but he doesn’t raise the sword, one, man sized, boot stops that, and any other thing he was thinking about using that right arm for.

The fear in his eyes is enough to make me cry. A short while ago this Nord was as confident as a King, now he sees his end, and is as pale as an albino monk.

I raise the mighty Aricyn up by his broken right arm, and swing a mean jab fueled by Berserker blood. I hear his jaw snap, and I smile.

“Shout at me now, you little punk!!” I yell in a voice not my own. This voice seems twisted and evil, devoid of compassion, and mercy.

Another jab to the chest of the Nord, bears more crunching, followed by a right hook to the Nord’s jaw. After a few more jabs, I grab the Nord’s left leg in my right arm, and squeeze like I would a wet rag.

The leg easily breaks... break is not the correct word, it feels more like it shatters and goes completely limp.

I’m breaking this Nord, I think through a foaming mouth, and blood filled eyes. I’m breaking him like a child would a worthless toy.

I raise the broken Nord over my head and scream a primal scream. Probably the same scream my ancestors screamed back before my parents, parents were even thought of. The Nord’s body falls at my feet as my rush begins to wear off.

Not now, I was just about to finish it. Not now!

My bones begin to scream again, this time worst then before. I’ve never felt this before, nothing feels like this, this is death materialized inside of my body. I yell until my voice gives out and I fall right next to the bastard. Through the pain I think one thing...

I can still move my right arm, with my right arm... I will finish the job.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 09:24 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 04:36 PM)

Rarnir snarled, his body twisting unnaturally as he fell to the ground. Loranna's spell having much to do with that. He jumped to his feet again, hopping on his sore foot, with one hand he lashed out with a hook, his scaled gauntlet aiming for Reichi's cheek. His other hand had a silver dagger slipped into it and he brought it forth, attempting to impale Reichi.

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 17 2005, 04:37 PM)

The Breton could not parry this time 'round, her dagger in Frostien's chest. The dagger left a cut up her chest, and she gulped as Frostien's next attack closed in.

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 04:37 PM)

The Altmer shrieked, her hands meeting Tris' wrists. She began to sit up, casting multiple absorb spells at Tris. Teleran's flying weapons became more noticable.

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Apr 17 2005, 04:44 PM)

The Breton screamed, she began to run around like 'a headless chook'. It was quite a sight really. She was like a giant candle stick.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 09:31 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 03:24 AM)

Reichi rolled with the hook, the blow carrying him out ofthe way of the dagger, Reichi stumbled and dropped into a crouch, before pouncing up with a upward slash of both his weapons.

Tohe stood around, wondering what do. He decided his time was best spent keeping any other vampires that may be lurking around from sneaking in the cave. Not that he knew if there were any.

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 17 2005, 09:36 AM

As Frostien tore the dagger out from his flesh he began to heal himself with what little healing magic he knew. The cut closed, but it would leave a nasty scar. He put the dagger away as a souvenir, and turned to face his next target, Rarnir.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 09:41 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 02:24 AM)

The Altmer shrieked, her hands meeting Tris' wrists. She began to sit up, casting multiple absorb spells at Tris. Teleran's flying weapons became more noticable.

Unfortunately the Altmer mage hadn't calculated on the enchantments on Tris's clothing. Her spells were reflected. And the sheer speed of Tris's thrust meant that her blocking him with her hands snapped both of them through the air like a skiier getting his poles stuck in front of him. He landed with his sword upright, thrusting it towards her throat.

Posted by: Rhedd Apr 17 2005, 09:41 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 01:15 AM)

There was a lovely noise in Aricyn's ears. It sounded just like the wind, whistling through a Skyrim valley. If he could have, he would've smiled, since he knew it was only his own blood, rushing in his temples. Still, it was a lovely sound. Very calming.

Beneath a wildly swaying tree, the old wolf sniffed. The tall grass whipped at his paws. It was a familiar smell. He stayed where he was.

It was growing dark. Aricyn knew what that meant. He saw the Orc towering over him, a huge, tree-like arm raised. Saw him silhouetted against the iron-grey sky. Silhouetted by lightning.

The song in his ears was growing louder. The pain in his leg was much, much farther off than it had been. The Orc, he though, should bring that fist down soon, or he'd die on his own and rob him of the victory. The pain wasn't his own anymore. Something gentle and cool took him beneath his arms, and bore him upward.

Upward, not to the sky, but to his feet.

The cool voice sang to him. Sang a song of gratitude.

A banner, ripped from the castle battlements by merciless wind, flew past and caught, whistling, in the dancing tree.

Aricyn knew that smell as well as his wolf. It was the smell of the breath of Kyne. The sweet breath that breathes life into the lungs of heroes.

Aricyn wiped blood from his lips and looked at the Orc.

"Shout at you now?" he said, quietly but still heard over the roaring wind.

"Fine."

He opened his mouth. This time, he remembered that his opponent was not a man.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 09:43 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 03:07 AM)

Little John lets out a high pitched roar.

"Yeah, I saw it." Wind answers back in his best unconcerned voice. “But not as fast as me.”

“Rahh, rook.” Little John remarks.

“No, I am not jealous.”

“Rookha, raaa.”

“Just shut up, you twit.”

Posted by: Teleran Apr 17 2005, 09:46 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 12:24 AM)

The Breton could not parry this time 'round, her dagger in Frostien's chest. The dagger left a cut up her chest, and she gulped as Frostien's next attack closed in.
The Altmer shrieked, her hands meeting Tris' wrists. She began to sit up, casting multiple absorb spells at Tris. Teleran's flying weapons became more noticable.
The Breton screamed, she began to run around like 'a headless chook'. It was quite a sight really. She was like a giant candle stick.

Teleran’s blades continued towards the Altmer, adjusting for the sudden appearance of Tris stabbing at the sorceress. He was closing now though he slowed to give more care to his daggers’ paths. The first launched were close enough now that they came even with Tris, coming in behind Tris’s stab.

Nehtayem stabbed into the Breton vampire, slicing into the cut it had inflicted just before.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 09:49 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 05:01 PM)

Rarnir jumped back, Reichi's blades finding only air. He ran forward again, spinning on the ball of his foot and sending a backhand towards Reichi.

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Apr 17 2005, 05:06 PM)

Rarnir snarled, he turned towards Frostien and launched two throwing knives towards him.

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 05:11 PM)

The Altmer screamed as the blade pierced her throat. Once she fell silent, a second scream was heard approaching. There was a wounded Breton vampire charging towards Tris, on fire and with a dagger thrust into her chest.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 09:51 AM

Loranna frowns a bit at the sight of Frostien digging the dagger out of his chest; she had better see to that quickly.

First, though, a quick Absorb Health for the Breton vampire, to hasten her demise; after the experience at Sharlian's Tower, Loranna was more inclined to see her enemies die as quickly and as cleanly as possible. Then, she raises her hands to cast healing magic for her friends.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 09:52 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 05:21 PM)

The spell hit, and she staggered. Threatening to keel over, but she didn't...not yet, there was something else driving her right now.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 09:54 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 03:49 AM)

Rarnir jumped back, Reichi's blades finding only air. He ran forward again, spinning on the ball of his foot and sending a backhand towards Reichi.

Reichi swung one blade at the Vampire's hand, the Daedric blade. Reichi's other blade, the Dagger, swung from the opposite direction. A pincer move. Reichi grinned beneath his helmet.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 10:00 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 02:49 AM)

Rarnir jumped back, Reichi's blades finding only air. He ran forward again, spinning on the ball of his foot and sending a backhand towards Reichi.
Rarnir snarled, he turned towards Frostien and launched two throwing knives towards him.
The Altmer screamed as the blade pierced her throat. Once she fell silent, a second scream was heard approaching. There was a wounded Breton vampire charging towards Tris, on fire and with a dagger thrust into her chest.

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 02:51 AM)

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 02:52 AM)

The spell hit, and she staggered. Threatening to keel over, but she didn't...not yet, there was something else driving her right now.

Tris turned, still moving so fast the world was a blur to him, and saw the flaming vampire coming up on him fast. His reaction was instinctive - he turned and ducked into the Void.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 10:07 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 17 2005, 03:41 AM)

I look down on the Nord and laugh in triumph. The day feels perfect, it can’t get any better then this. Suddenly the day begins to feel weird, as if it was becoming too perfect. I look to the sky, and feel at peace, as if I was staring into the eyes of a God. I lower my head to see the Nord has somehow risen to his feet and I can’t help but smile, as that damn cool, wind blows over me again, washing away my pain and worries.

Damn, it’s a great day.

From the Nord’s words I know what’s coming next.

I close my eyes expecting pain that never comes. Well... it does come... but only for a second, before I slip into the nothingness of the cold hand of death. It’s a feeling I can’t describe in words, because, that wouldn’t be giving it justice.

How did he get up? How did he get to his feet? How...?

My thoughts are leaving me now...

I can’t hear or see anything.

Why is it so dark... why?

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 10:08 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 05:24 PM)

Reichi swung one blade at the Vampire's hand, the Daedric blade. Reichi's other blade, the Dagger, swung from the opposite direction. A pincer move. Reichi grinned beneath his helmet.

The Daedric blade bounced off of Rarnir's gauntlet, although the pain did cause him to whince. Reichi's other blade struck Rarnir and he snarled. He went to ram the heel of his boot into Reichi's foot whilst lungeing forward, attempting to bite him.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 17 2005, 10:10 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 17 2005, 12:52 AM)

The spell hit, and she staggered. Threatening to keel over, but she didn't...not yet, there was something else driving her right now.

Teleran’s blades turned from the deceased Altmer and embedded themselves in the charging Breton. The spear came in level straight at her stomach, a pair of daggers diving to take rake through her legs. Nehtayem pulled itself from her chest and moved to eviscerate the vampire.

Glancing back at Tris, Teleran exclaimed, "Where the hell did he go? I know he's fast, but damn I can't see him anywhere." He turned back to ensure that the Breton stopped, aiming to slice through joints at the elbows and knees.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 10:16 AM

The bite connected, the only problem was that it connected with Reichi's shoulder, so the fangs were impedded by snetch leather and broke the skin only slightly. It also had the physilogical effect of Reminding Reichi of the bite that had infected him with Lycanthropy, and how he had dealt with the biter. His shortsword rose to behead Rarnir, while his foot moved behind Rarnir's. The difference between this bite and the other bite was Rarnir didn't have as thick a neck, and didn't have Reichi pinned.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 10:18 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 17 2005, 04:10 AM)

Loranna had felt her jaw drop slightly upon seeing the Breton, aflame and with so much of her vital energy sucked away, continue her charge, driven by ... something.

What is pushing her on? she had wondered, feeling a mix of awe and respect for the Breton. Why won't she ...

More convinced than ever that the Breton deserved a peaceful death; she raised her hands, about to cast another Absorb Health. Her mind for just a second asks Maybe ... we should spare her, give her a chance to surrender?

Then Teleran's daggers cut through her, and Loranna visibly winces; that certainly wasn't the peaceful death she had intended to try offering ...

That just left Rarnir, who was trying to bite Reichi; Loranna changes her spell to Fortify Strength and casts it at the Dunmer werewolf, hoping to help him end this fight once and for all.

Whoever these vampires were, there was something extrordinary about them; it felt like a waste somehow that they were destroying them. Though perhaps she'd feel differently when she was busy healing her friends and reflecting on the casual callousness that they showed in lopping off Dante's ear.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 10:22 AM

From within the Void, Tris watched the battle and tried to get his bearings. These vampires were good, they must be very old.

He wondered why they didn't want the cure found, and who they were working for. But it didn't look like they would get a change to ask.

He dropped out of the void behind Rarnir, ready to plunge his sword into Rarnir's back.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 10:23 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 05:46 PM)

Rarnir felt an ebony blade pierce his back, he let out a gargled moan before Reichi's strike reached him. His head rolled across the flattened grass, his hands were gripped on Reichi's collar and as his limp body fell he took Reichi with him.

The Breton vampire had finally fallen also. Unsatisfied deaths were always the most painful.

"Dibs on that guy's gauntlets." Dante said, approaching Rarnir's corpse.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 10:26 AM

Reichi grinned, revelling in the victory. Then he realized he had beheaded the vampire as his vision was blotted out with the dark liquid that jetted forth from his neck. Reichi frowned, pried the vampire's hands off and stood. He wished a gloved hand over the resin lenses of helmet. "Well, wonder why those guys wanted to stop us from getting the cure..." he said.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 10:28 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 03:26 AM)

"Yeah, I'm wondering too," Tris said. He looked at Dante. "If his gauntlets are what let him jump around like that, they must be pretty amazing."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 10:30 AM

It was the time after the battle, a familiar time for Loranna; it was time for casting healing spells and cure spells, checking to make sure everyone was all right and accounted for, and cleaning off gore and grime as best as one can.

" ... Friends," she says as she heals Frostien's wounds, trying to prevent him from suffering scarring, "let's give them the best interrment we can. If for nothing else besides their sheer tenacity, I think they earned that much."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 10:35 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 04:07 AM)

Oblivion, it’s a nice place to visit but I wouldn’t want to live there.

I wake up to find twenty bells going off, all at once inside of my head. I have a hangover and not the kind you get from drinking. My mouth feels dry, and my bones ache something fierce. God, how long have I been out? Upon further inspection I see I’m in a room, a nice room, laying in a bed with satin sheets, and God fluffed pillows.

I must be dead.

My eyes begin to adjust to the daylight in the room and I see, standing next to me, of all people, that damn Nord, Aricyn.

Damn, I’m dead and I’m in Hell.

“W-What is going on?” I groggily ask, through scratched, and damaged vocal cords.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 10:35 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 04:28 AM)

"Yeah, I'm wondering too," Tris said. He looked at Dante. "If his gauntlets are what let him jump around like that, they must be pretty amazing."

"I think being a Vampire gave him that agility. I don't know much of western vampires, but i know Vampires can move mighty fast," Reichi said.

QUOTE

" ... Friends," she says as she heals Frostien's wounds, trying to prevent him from suffering scarring, "let's give them the best interrment we can. If for nothing else besides their sheer tenacity, I think they earned that much."

Reichi nodded. "Yup, worthy foes, though; leaving out would be easier. The sun will make 'em ash quickly."

Posted by: w0nders Apr 17 2005, 10:35 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 05:58 PM)

"Yeah, I'm wondering too," Tris said. He looked at Dante. "If his gauntlets are what let him jump around like that, they must be pretty amazing."

"Indeed." He replied, leaning over the corpse and removing the gauntlets. They looked silver, a dark, stained silver. Dante removed his own, Indoril gauntlets and placed these ones on instead. Dante felt different, but didn't know what it was just yet, he got a little dizzy. He examined the scales that coated one side of the gauntlets, they were sharp, this would explain how he had lost his ear earlier.

Despite the sheer differences between this armour and his own, they actually went quite well together.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 10:37 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 17 2005, 03:35 AM)

"I think being a Vampire gave him that agility. I don't know much of western vampires, but i know Vampires can move mighty fast," Reichi said.
Reichi nodded. "Yup, worthy foes, though; leaving out would be easier. The sun will make 'em ash quickly."

"Reichi's right," Tris said to Loranna. "Vampires are properly dealt with by leaving them out in the sun."

He looked at Dante's gauntlets. "Nice."

Posted by: Rhedd Apr 17 2005, 10:40 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 02:35 AM)

"You killed me, I killed you. Now we're both alive."

Aricyn smiled. The huge Orc looked quite out of place in the canopied bed.

"I assume you have no objections. Because if you do, we've just wasted a lot of perfectly good healing potions."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 10:41 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 04:37 AM)

"Reichi's right," Tris said to Loranna. "Vampires are properly dealt with by leaving them out in the sun."

He looked at Dante's gauntlets. "Nice."

Loranna closes her eyes for a moment, her expression solemn.

... I suppose they're right, she thinks to herself.

" ... There might be others hiding nearby," Loranna says, finishing up her healing rounds. "We should at least keep our guard up, if not scout around just to be sure."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 10:43 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 04:37 AM)

"Reichi's right," Tris said to Loranna. "Vampires are properly dealt with by leaving them out in the sun."

He looked at Dante's gauntlets. "Nice."

Wind walks up to Tris, looking him up and down as he does.

"So, I bet you think you're pretty fast, don'tcha, Sunshine?" Wind gives Tris another up and down. "Well you're not as fast as me. Maybe we shouold race one day, huh Mate? What doya' say?"

Little John groans out something only Wind can understand in the corner of the room.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 10:46 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 03:43 AM)

"I'm faster than Wind," Tris said, looking the boy in the eyes. "Faster than a maiden's thought flickering between two lovers. You don't even want to be as fast as I am. But I love a good race."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 10:47 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 17 2005, 04:40 AM)

I look around the room objectively.

“What is the meaning of this, Nord? You have defeated me. Why do you let me live in shame?”

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 10:52 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 04:46 AM)

"I'm faster than Wind," Tris said, looking the boy in the eyes. "Faster than a maiden's thought flickering between two lovers. You don't even want to be as fast as I am. But I love a good race."

"Really?" The ebony elf says convinced. "Maybe one day we will find out."

Little John roars from the corner again.

"Shut up! I can to, beat him! You're supposed to be my friend, for fah'gs sake!"

Wind walks over to Little John forgetting about Tris, as the two begin to argue.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 10:59 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 04:52 AM)

Loranna finds herself grinning a little; Wind and Little John reminded her a bit of Samson and Harg, albiet a bit more argumentitive than the old retainers of Lord Darius.

She had already decided in her mind; she would let the sun take the three vampires, but she would at least watch over the bodies' final moments. It wasn't much but she felt it ought to be done.

But first ... there were other things to attend to. The area should be secured and she had not seen Slyvos in almost a week. And she had gotten just a little lonely back at Sharlian's Tower.

Walking over to Tris, she gives a bit of a lopsided smile. "Overall, a fairly busy week, wouldn't you say?" she asks.

Posted by: Rhedd Apr 17 2005, 11:03 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 02:47 AM)

I look around the room objectively.

“What is the meaning of this, Nord? You have defeated me. Why do you let me live in shame?”

"You've got it all wrong. You were fighting a fight you couldn't win, for a reason that doesn't exist. Dying in that situation would be shameful.

"The world is full of things that don't deserve to live. I don't think you're one of them, and I don't think you get to die and leave all of us to do the killing.

"You want to fight? Good. You want everyone to know how honorable and skilled you are? Good. We may have fought many wars through history, Orc, but your people and mine think alike in that regard.

"If I would've let you die today, everyone would've said about you, 'Oh, that poor fool. I wonder what possessed him to throw his life away on Aricyn's sword.'

"I'm offering you a chance to truly show what you're made of. You remain in our company and I assure you, you'll cross blades with things no mortal should ever have to face, and maybe you'll win.

"Of course, if you'd like the easy way out, the way where your ancestors laugh at you for shouting into the Wind, then I still have my sword.

"But, like I said, that'd be an awful waste of healing potions."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 11:03 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 03:59 AM)

"Very busy," Tris said. "We're going to have a couple of days down time while we wait on this brew. Good time to settle any local business people have."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 11:07 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 17 2005, 05:03 AM)

Laying here in this Nord’s presence I can only think of one thing...

“Before I make my decision, just how did you survive that fight?”

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 11:10 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 05:03 AM)

"Very busy," Tris said. "We're going to have a couple of days down time while we wait on this brew. Good time to settle any local business people have."

"Good time to get to know some of the new faces as well," Loranna says. "I'm starting to feel a bit like I did back on that damnable palanquin, not able to keep track of who everyone around me is. I swear, we draw people to us without even trying it seems like."

" ... Sorry about giving you odd stares on the way back here," she adds. "I guess I was a little envious of Sharlian for ... well, you know. And you too; the view from the tower must have been very romantic, overlooking the lake and all."

She lightly baps Tris on the shoulder, shaking her head and smiling. "Eh, I'm nuts. We both know it."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 11:12 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 04:10 AM)

"You're nuts," Tris said, grinning. "And I don't want Slyvos to eat my head. So keep your drawers on, missy."

Posted by: Rhedd Apr 17 2005, 11:15 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 03:07 AM)

Laying here in this Nord’s presence I can only think of one thing...

“Before I make my decision, just how did you survive that fight?”

Aricyn smiled again.

"Kyne... She whose breath is the Sky and the Wind.

"She owed me a favor.

"My turn.

"What's your name?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 11:17 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 05:12 AM)

"You're nuts," Tris said, grinning. "And I don't want Slyvos to eat my head. So keep your drawers on, missy."

"That's presuming I wear any under the robe and armor," Loranna says, her expression becoming one of quiet mirth. "Besides, you've enough people out for your head for your rogueish ways, dear; I don't want to add to that number any more than you want it added to, don't worry."

"Anyway, let's go make sure the fort is properly held down; I'd like to get some rest come dawn and then we'll see to our other business."

Posted by: Teleran Apr 17 2005, 11:22 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 02:17 AM)

“Am I interrupting something?” Teleran queried as he looked back and forth between Loranna and Tris.

QUOTE

"Anyway, let's go make sure the fort is properly held down; I'd like to get some rest come dawn and then we'll see to our other business."

“Where’s this fort?” Teleran was quite obviously not focusing very well.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 17 2005, 11:25 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 17 2005, 04:22 AM)

“Am I interrupting something?” Teleran queried as he looked back and forth between Loranna and Tris.

“Where’s this fort?” Teleran was quite obviously not focusing very well.

"You feeling all right?" Tris asked. "It's just an expression, holding down the fort. Making sure everything's secure."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 11:26 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 17 2005, 05:15 AM)

Aricyn smiled again.

"Kyne... She whose breath is the Sky and the Wind.

"She owed me a favor.

"My turn.

"What's your name?"

I scoff at the Nord’s question and change the subject completely.

"I don’t like you Nord, and I probably never will, but you speak the truth. I’ll hang around, but not because you want me to, but because this is what I feel I should be doing. Living, fighting, and dying with the best warriors on Nirn is what every true Orc dreams about. With that being said, know this Nord, when Nirn is at peace and all of our enemies are bested, we will have our rematch, and next time there will be no divine intervention to save you."

I roll over facing away from the Nord, the bed moans and squeaks under the weight.

“Now leave me, I need my rest.”

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 11:26 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 05:25 AM)

"You feeling all right?" Tris asked. "It's just an expression, holding down the fort. Making sure everything's secure."

"Tel dear, did you get hit by some odd magic during that fight?" Loranna asks, her face turning to a concerned frown. "Or are you just tired ...?"

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 11:27 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 17 2005, 05:22 AM)

“Where’s this fort?” Teleran was quite obviously not focusing very well.

"I mean, really....rocks could tell what that means...." Tohe muttered. Reichi just chuckled at Teleran, muffling it as best he could.

Posted by: Rhedd Apr 17 2005, 11:32 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 17 2005, 03:26 AM)

One side of Aricyn's mouth smiled, and he left the Orc to his thoughts.

Outside in the hall, the little maid that had been assigned to be the stranger's nurse stood waiting.

"Lord Aricyn, are you sure it's safe for me. I mean, alone... to see to him?"

"Hmm. I understand your unease." He pointed to the old wolf who sat at his side. "I'll leave him here, for your protection."

As Aricyn's boots thumped down the hall, the maid looked at the yellow eyes of the wolf and smiled weakly. She did not, in fact, feel the least bit more at ease.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 17 2005, 11:35 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 17 2005, 02:25 AM)

"You feeling all right?" Tris asked. "It's just an expression, holding down the fort. Making sure everything's secure."

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 02:26 AM)

"Tel dear, did you get hit by some odd magic during that fight?" Loranna asks, her face turning to a concerned frown. "Or are you just tired ...?"

“Umm, yeah fine, fine. Of course; that kind of fort, I was just thinking you meant. Nevermind,” Teleran. “Hmm, no, not tired. Not really, nobody got close to me in the fight. Magic, umm, couldn’t move but you fixed that."

Teleran tried to gather his thoughts, "Oh yes, umm, I was wondering if, if you could help me figure out what these things do." Teleran held out a bracer and an amulet. "Now the bracer is illusion of some kind, but I don't know what exactly, not invisibility or chameleon. And the amulet...something to do with fire, didn't want to blow something out fooling around with it."

He shot a quick venom-filled glance at Tohe.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Apr 17 2005, 11:39 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 17 2005, 05:32 AM)

One side of Aricyn's mouth smiled, and he left the Orc to his thoughts.

I hear Aricyn walk to the door and I stop him with a word.

"Gris... my names Gris."

I hear the door close and I slip into a dream, a peaceful dream were I’m happy and I’m not alone anymore. And I finally have a place to call home.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 11:40 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 17 2005, 05:35 AM)

Loranna's eyebrows raise and she smiles a little. "Well, we do have a skilled enchanter wiating inside the cave here ready to protect our witches with spell and claw ..." she says.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 17 2005, 11:51 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 02:40 AM)

Loranna's eyebrows raise and she smiles a little. "Well, we do have a skilled enchanter wiating inside the cave here ready to protect our witches with spell and claw ..." she says.

"Alright I'll do that then," Teleran said. "Sorry for disturbing you in your activities."

He gave a quick nod to Tris and Loranna and headed into the mine.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 17 2005, 11:57 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 17 2005, 05:51 AM)

"Alright I'll do that then," Teleran said. "Sorry for disturbing you in your activities."

He gave a quick nod to Tris and Loranna and headed into the mine.

Loranna shakes her head. "I need to learn to be more subtle about flirting with you; people are going to think we really are planning on doing something," she mutters to Tris, quietly giving the Breton a quick hug before going to make sure the fort was held down.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Apr 17 2005, 12:35 PM

Slyvos stood solemnly in the cave, surrounded by several piles of ash still smoldering from magical flames. He then began to make his way back towards where he knew the others were at.

'hopefully this is over soon... damn I miss Loranna...'

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 17 2005, 02:13 PM

Cyrcius left the tower, humming quietly to himself. When they reached the cave again, his eyebrow raised at the fact that there was a dark elf and a Ogrim arguing. He hadn't seen a nonviolent daedra like that since the last time he beat Creeper at dice. When they reached the cave, he wandered off into a side tunnel, deciding to explore a little. Suddenly, he heard sounds of combat, and rushed towards the mouth of the cave. He saw a Khajit watching 3 piles of dust. Vampires then, he thought, they must have struck to get the cure. He rushed up to the first person he saw, Reichi, and asked "What just happened?"

Posted by: God of War Apr 17 2005, 06:51 PM

QUOTE(Lord Sephirus @ Apr 17 2005, 07:13 AM)

Avrian apparently a very heavy sleeper, wakes after sleeping through nearly the entire day... He stumbles over towards the cave (still half asleep) and notices the signs of battle. "What happened here," he mutters to himself... Then he notices Cyrcius standing by cave entrance and recognizes him as the man he was sent to find.

"Hail," Avrian shouts. "Cyrcius I presume?"

Posted by: sanm501 Apr 17 2005, 09:33 PM

at the start of the battle

Norilar was awakened by the sound of shouts and battle. At first he thought it was one of his dreams but this was to real. A twang of panic shot over the altmer. he sprang up and ran over to the witches to protect them if need be.

Posted by: Aki Apr 17 2005, 10:38 PM

QUOTE(Lord Sephirus @ Apr 17 2005, 08:13 AM)

"Vampires attacked, and we kicked their abominable snowmen," Reichi responded.

Posted by: Jakut Yesterday, 12:41 AM

After leaving the tower, Didryn had been lagging behind from the rest of the group. He, for some reason, couldn't stop thinking about his family and friends. The more he tried to push the painful thoughts away, the harder they pushed back. Each time, the thoughts were more painful than the last. Painful as they were, Didryn eventually gave up trying to stop thinking about them. It tore him apart. The thoughts became more painful every second, until eventually he collapsed under the pain.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 02:37 AM

After the Battle ...

Loranna had offered to keep an eye out for further vampire attacks for the remainder of the evening, and had easily convinced Slyvos to join her on watch. Loranna schooled herself not to get too wrapped up in talking with her lover while guarding the cave, though in truth she had offered to stand guard partly to have a chance to talk with Slyvos without disturbing the others.

There was a lot to talk about; after hearing Slyvos's recounting of the farcas with the Clanfear, Loranna related her party's adventures at Sharlian's Tower, to the amazement of her Khajiit companion. Slyvos grew more animated as Loranna talked, which made Loranna smile; seeing him smile and hearing him laugh always made her heart pound in her chest. Then again, his company for the past few days were either witches or else a bunch of guys he didn't really know all that well; she could feel his relief at finally being able to speak with her again.

In retrospect, asking him to guard the witches, while perhaps logically sound, was kind of cruel; Loranna resolved to try and make that up to Slyvos once both got to Westcastle for a much-needed bath and an actual bed with a mattress. Though, a pound of cure was usually less helpful than an ounce of prevention ...

Loranna had made copies of some notes from Sharlian's Tower she knew Slyvos would find interesting, and had found a nice little ebony dagger she whimsically named Khajiit's Fortune, after its luck-enhancing and sanctuary enchantments. She presented these gifts to Slyvos and showed him her new shiny adamantium mace, which he obligingly endowed with enchantments to enhance strength and attack; she dubbed her new mace Bell-Ringer and confessed she had even named her shortsword after Allie enchanted it, naming the blade Caress. Her armor, though, she had not named; the only name she had come up with, Spelldrinker, sounded vaguely silly to her ears so she had left her armor nameless until she found a better name.

From that tangent, the conversation drifted to talk of the future, specifically their own with one another. Loranna was secretly pleased to hear that Slyvos and she were thinking along similar lines when it came to their future goals, though as usual the conversation ended with her feeling both like there was so much more to discuss, and yet nothing more to say ... or perhaps she simply didn't want to say it all at once, prefering to save other things to discuss later. Besides, she had the faint feeling that to say too much too quickly might end up unsettling Slyvos, no matter how much he seemed in line with what she thought.

Loranna reflected, once more, on how much she and Slyvos were alike; it was firghtening and beautiful, and again she wondered how she was so blessed to have him. Him, and Jazbet, though he was gone now ...

And then, the sun rose, and the rays of sunlight touched the corpses of the vanquished vampires, reducing them to ash. Loranna and Slyvos both stood to either side, solemnly watching the dissolution. Loranna spoke of how the Breton had impressed her, made her wish they had a chance to speak before fighting; Slyvos commented that everyone, even the seemingly hopeless, had the chance for salvation, and Loranna concurred, watching the ash scatter in the morning breeze.

It wasn't much, but at least the Breton and her companions did not pass away unseen, nor wholly unmourned. Hopefully it would be enough.

Now, though, it was time to head for civilization, and a most thorough scrubbing, and perhaps some more conversation in more pleasant, relaxing environs.

Posted by: Piffski Yesterday, 02:52 AM

Well,Im going to just take a walk for a while maybe find some interesting things.*Kagen walks off into a nearby forest*

Posted by: God of War Yesterday, 02:55 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 17 2005, 11:51 AM)

.......Avrian waits a while then decides maybe Cyrcius just isnt in the mood for talking. Avrian heads inside the cave and finds a small spot just for himself. He takes out his Lute and begins strumming a slow melody...

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Yesterday, 03:34 AM

Cyrcius calls out to Avrian, "Hold on friend, you say you're sent by the Thieves Guild. I may have been sidetracked, but I intend to deliver my message. I will make a stop to the guildhouse in Choworth, and deliver the verdict of the Morrowind Guild. I just need to help here a little first."

Posted by: God of War Yesterday, 03:37 AM

QUOTE(Lord Sephirus @ Apr 17 2005, 08:34 PM)

"Ahh, good." Avrian Replies as he ceases playing his lute and steps out from his little nook in the cave. "Yes the Guild Sent me... they said it was very urgent. Please do tell me if you need any help."

Posted by: Dumbkid Yesterday, 03:54 AM

Haze begat landscape and Midave Astien awoke at the place he had gone to. He cautiously lifted his head up over the line of foliage and peered out towards the tower, it appeared that it was safe to return to the tower, that the fetchers had left, and then he recalled he hated his mother.

Midave Astien held his head low as he made his way towards the tower, ignoring all signs of the battle which had recently ravaged the area, of which he had been a part, from which he should not be here, and then he recalled he hated that brat who hadn't killed him.

Stopping where he was, the Breton-Dunmer mix spat onto the ground, his saliva mixed with blood—he wasn’t quiet healed yet. His shoulders slumped and he took another step forward, how had he lost? He couldn’t loose, not to brats of the likes he had succumbed to, those fe—

He wouldn’t say it. He wouldn’t give her the satisfaction.

No, he would do one better; he was a warrior, a champion. He had honor. He hadn’t been beaten; he couldn’t be beaten, that was impossible. He had let them win, yes, he had let them. It all made sense, he knew the wizards would fall, he knew this couldn’t last. No, he had only waited here, bided time to improve his skills. Yes, that was it. He was brilliant, simply brilliant, perhaps the greatest strategists in the history of the Empire.

The threat was ended, and his self-consistency was restored.

A smirked stretched across Midave Astien’s face. He was brilliant, a warrior, and a champion. He had honor, and cunning. He entered the tower, where he had entered countless times prior, but this time, this time he was in control.

He walked into the tower with his head held high, his chest burning with pride. He was the greatest. Ever.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 04:00 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 17 2005, 09:54 PM)

One of Louisie's lesser stone golems - one of the ones which had been made with spellcasting in mind rather than spell immunity - greets Midave inside the tower's front hall - that is to say, it stands there and refuses to let him past by virtue of its stony counterance and impressive mass.

Posted by: Dumbkid Yesterday, 04:04 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 10:00 PM)

Midave Astien stands still, staring up at the stone slab blocking his entrance. He stamps his feet and curses.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 04:19 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 17 2005, 10:04 PM)

Midave Astien stands still, staring up at the stone slab blocking his entrance. He stamps his feet and curses.

Louisie's creations were never reknowned for their scintilating conversational skills; Midave's curses provoke absolutely no response whatsoever.

"I see you are still alive - and you still rant and rave at the walls as though they'll listen," comes Sharlian's voice from behind the golem. The stone guardian moves aside at a word of command from Redguard, revealing her frowning counterance. She had evidentally been helping herself to Louisie's treasures, for she now was decked in glimmering mithril mail, with a slim longsword at her side and various jewelry pieces bedecking her athletic form.

"Louisie and Landil are dead," she says flatly. "Your arrangement with them is likewise dead, Midave. There's nothing left for you here; you should go."

I should run you through, bastard, she thinks, but Tris saw fit to spare you, for some reason. The Nine bless me if I have any clue why, though ...

Posted by: Dumbkid Yesterday, 04:24 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 10:19 PM)

Louisie's creations were never reknowned for their scintilating conversational skills; Midave's curses provoke absolutely no response whatsoever.

"I see you are still alive - and you still rant and rave at the walls as though they'll listen," comes Sharlian's voice from behind the golem. The stone guardian moves aside at a word of command from Redguard, revealing her frowning counterance. She had evidentally been helping herself to Louisie's treasures, for she now was decked in glimmering mithril mail, with a slim longsword at her side and various jewelry pieces bedecking her athletic form.

"Louisie and Landis are dead," she says flatly. "Your arrangement with them is likewise dead, Midave. There's nothing left for you here; you should go."

I should run you through, bastard, she thinks, but Tris saw fit to spare you, for some reason. The Nine bless me if I have any clue why, though ...

Midave Astien stood silently and his scowel evolved into an emotionless stare.

"Go, should I?" The half breed inquired. "Perhaps I will then. One with such skill and honor as myself should have no trouble making a living. I plan to stay here for a night or so, perhaps take a few essentials. And what of you, will you stay here?"

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 04:34 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 17 2005, 10:24 PM)

Sharlian felt her blood start to simmer; Louisie had been callous, cruel, and almost wholly nuts about his precious stone creations, and Landis had been slimy and condescending in ways that she refused to think about, but both had always managed to inspire a healthy respect in her, for their skills and willingness to put them to ruthless use if nothing else.

Midave, however ... she knew he was a good fighter, better than she was doubtless, but the moment he opened his mouth all she could see was a whiny, petulant brat who thought he was the bloody Emperor or higher. She felt an urge to go find Tris and ask him just what he had been thinking in letting this fool live.

"I will stay for a time; how long is not your concern," she says, forcing down the majority of her ire. "Your room has been left mostly untouched; don't overstay your welcome though."

Or else I may just decide to kill you myself Tris's wishes notwithstanding, she thinks to herself.

Posted by: Dumbkid Yesterday, 04:37 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 10:34 PM)

Midave turned and began to walk off in the direction of his chamber.

He stopped, suddenly, and turned towards Sharlian.

"There's something wrong, isn't there? What is it?"

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 04:41 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 17 2005, 10:37 PM)

Midave turned and began to walk off in the direction of his chamber.

He stopped, suddenly, and turned towards Sharlian.

"There's something wrong, isn't there? What is it?"

"I think your bedframe got a little cracked," Sharlian says sweetly. "It took me a moment to tell the others there wasn't anything of value in your room. But I'm sure that won't be a problem now, will it?"

Posted by: Dumbkid Yesterday, 04:44 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 10:41 PM)

"No, I should think not." Midave returned to the Redguard. "But if it is too much of a problem perhaps I will sleep in your room tonight."

"I'm sure you can find a place for the night, after ransacking the place."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 04:48 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 17 2005, 10:44 PM)

Sharlian's lips twist into a scowl. "Maybe you should just take an Intervention scroll and head to the city; you evidentally are still smarting from that little bump on your head," she says, her tone icy.

Posted by: Dumbkid Yesterday, 04:51 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 10:48 PM)

"Well then, if that is what you would like, very well, I shall be on my way shortly." Midave Astien said to Sharlian. "Would you happen to have an intervention scroll available?"

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 04:57 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 17 2005, 10:51 PM)

"Well then, if that is what you would like, very well, I shall be on my way shortly." Midave Astien said to Sharlian. "Would you happen to have an intervention scroll available?"

Sharlian rolls her eyes, pulls a scroll out of her belt, and tosses it to Midave.

"Silly question ..." she mutters. "Did they leave you your money pouch or did they take that with the remnants of your common sense too?"

Posted by: Dumbkid Yesterday, 05:00 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 10:57 PM)

"Inquiring of my money sack, are we?" Midave Astien said. "I might be compelled to spare some change if you're short. Oh, but you will do fine here by yourself, farewell."

The Breton-Dunmer half breed rose the scroll in his hand and prepared to activate it...

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 05:03 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 17 2005, 11:00 PM)

"Fetcher," Sharlian says, her throat constricting, her eyes narrowing venomously.

Posted by: Dumbkid Yesterday, 05:07 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 11:03 PM)

"Fetcher," Sharlian says, her throat constricting, her eyes narrowing venomously.

Midave choked.

"Have you Dunmeri kin?" He asked Sharlian, quickly adopting his normal, emotionles facade. "I am quite suprised that, despite your apparent loathing of my presence, you have kept my room in some order and offered me an easy method of departure. I must say, I don't understand you at all."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 05:14 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 17 2005, 11:07 PM)

"Do I look like I have Dunmeri kin?" Sharlian asks, her tone exasperated. "No, I was just insulting you because everyone knows how you get about your Dark Elf side. It's not like you're a hard read, you know."

"And to be honest I thought you had been killed; knowing you I'd have thought you'd have thrown yourself on their swords rather than admit defeat. And just what do you have that the slaves or heroes would have wanted, anyway? They already got that off of you personally."

She waves her hand. " ... It's over Midave; whatever game you were playing here under Louisie, it's over. What are you going to gain staying in an empty tower with a few walking statues and the occasional Daedra summoning trap anyway? You're damn lucky you're alive; just try to avoid getting yourself killed too quickly and find something to keep yourself occupied."

Posted by: Dumbkid Yesterday, 05:17 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 11:14 PM)

"Do I look like I have Dunmeri kin?" Sharlian asks, her tone exasperated. "No, I was just insulting you because everyone knows how you get about your Dark Elf side. It's not like you're a hard read, you know."

"And to be honest I thought you had been killed; knowing you I'd have thought you'd have thrown yourself on their swords rather than admit defeat. And just what do you have that the slaves or heroes would have wanted, anyway? They already got that off of you personally."

She waves her hand. " ... It's over Midave; whatever game you were playing here under Louisile, it's over. What are you going to gain staying in an empty tower with a few walking statues and the occasional Daedra summoning trap anyway? You're damn lucky you're alive; just try to avoid getting yourself killed too quickly and find something to keep yourself occupied."

"Am I decieved are do you care about my future prospects?" Midave said. "I will go, then, and make well of myself. What of you, Sharlian? What will you do? Stay here, in this tower, is that your plan?"

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 05:23 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 17 2005, 11:17 PM)

Sharlian stares at Midave for a moment, not answering.

Finally, she asks " ... Why do you even care, anyway?"

She had tried to make her tone sarcastic, contemptuous even, but it came out sounding confused instead.

Posted by: Dumbkid Yesterday, 05:25 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 11:23 PM)

"Well, you seem quite content with staying here yourself, but quite urgent at my departure." Midave said. "I am a bit curious, that is all. If this tower is really the dead-end place you claim it to be, why stay here?"

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 05:38 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 17 2005, 11:25 PM)

Sharlian turns away from Midave, and mutters " ... Anything I might have built up in the past few years is still in these wretched walls, Midave. And to be honest ... I don't know where yet to go next."

"As for wanting you out ..." She raises her hands in a frustrated shrug. "Surely you can guess, right? You know none of the slaves really liked you, that Louisie and Landil didn't like you ..."

"Well," she admits, "Louisie wasn't big on fleshy beings to begin with and Landil was convinced anything that wasn't Altmer was just a beast or a doll for his amusement; I guess it's not fair saying they didn't like you because they didn't like anybody."

Posted by: Jakut Yesterday, 05:44 AM

Didryn had no idea how long he had been out. All he knew was that his arrows had fallen under him, and his side ached. He couldn't remember, but he must have been dreaming about his family, because he realized he had been sweating in his sleep. He stood up and warily made his way to the mine.

When he made it to the mine, Didryn tried his best to avoid eye contact with anyone, but he couldn't stop the lone tear from falling to the ground before he entered the mine.

Posted by: Dumbkid Yesterday, 05:44 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 11:38 PM)

"Is that all, you haven't decided where to go yet? Perhaps you should go, and find out when you get there?" Midave said.

"As for the general disdain for my presence, well, I'm sure the slaves were fond of lavishing you with praise. As for Louisie and Landil, they were employers, not family."

Posted by: Hungry Donner Yesterday, 05:54 AM

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