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Posted by: Loranna Apr 18 2005, 05:52 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, after a long week of kicking wizard tail and smashing vampire butt, is currently in Westcastle with Slyvos, enjoying a few creature comforts while she waits for the witches to finish making Illidan's cure.

BONUS FEATURE!!! Summary for Sharlian, Wizardress of the Tower!

Sharlian is currently having a ... discussion ... with Midave, former employee of her former tormentors/partners.

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 17 2005, 11:44 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."

Sharlian was duly impressed; she wasn't sure how he did it, but Midave managed to bring up three unresolved issues in her head with barely a moment's worth of utterances. If she thought he had done it purposefully, she might have been tempted to plant her fist in his face, but she had the sinking feeling he was simply being honest with her, no trickery.

" ... Oh, bloody spoon," she mutters. "Come on; there's a spare bedframe in the storeroom. We'll have this lug of rock cart it to your room and get it set up."

Posted by: w0nders Apr 18 2005, 05:54 AM

Summary-

Dante, is somewhere at the mine. Preparing to head back to Westcastle.

Illidan,

Posted by: Aki Apr 18 2005, 05:55 AM

Summary

Reichi and Tohe are both in the Witches' cave place, after Reichi having helped dispatch the vampires that attacked. Particulary the Dunmer one.

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 18 2005, 06:01 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 17 2005, 11:52 PM)

"Ah, it's very good to find I'm not being kicked out into the streets quite yet." Midave Astien said, his lips turning up into a smile. "Thank you very much, Sharlian. Is there anything I could do for you?"

Posted by: Nalion Apr 18 2005, 06:01 AM

OOC Summary:
Nalion, a Breton wizard, currently is in the cave of the witches.

Nalion had enough of the stuffy air of the cave and stepped outside. The first warm sunrays of the morning were shining into the cave. When they touched the vampires' corpses, they began smoldering and shriveling, leaving but small flakes of ash.
The Breton mage, clad in an unadorned brown and black robe sat down near a rock and looked up at the sky, watching the clouds pass over him.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 18 2005, 06:10 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 18 2005, 12:01 AM)

Sharlian sighs quietly, half convinced she's making a colossal mistake in deciding to let Midave stay. But still ...

"Look, you and I both know if we both abandon the tower, it's only going to be taken over by bandits or goblins or something," she says. "And to be honest, the band of adventurers couldn't have carried off more than half of what's here even if they had been so inclined. You and I are the only ones left here now and we have Louisie's entire library, his workshop, and a good amount of both gold and valuable items left around. We might as well figure out something constructive to do with all this stuff, and as dreary as this place is, it is a roof over one's head."

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 18 2005, 06:15 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 18 2005, 12:10 AM)

"Yes, and a roof is not a blessing to be cast aside too hastily." Midave said. "I would suggest if we plan to stay here we fortify the place, try to make sure that incident doesn't happen again. If we plan to go I'd say we do an inventory of what supplies we have, and take what we need."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 18 2005, 06:25 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 18 2005, 12:15 AM)

"Avoiding being as blatantly evil as Louisie would be a good start to avoiding having bands of legendary heroes rip through the front door," Sharlian says with a touch of dryness to her voice.

"The adventurers left Louisie's notes, and I know enough of his work to use those in making some more stone golems," she tells Midave. "There's still some decent weaponry and armor left even after they took their pick, and there's enough gold and sellable magic junk that we could both live on that for most of our lives if we really wanted to. The big concern that I see is if word gets out about the rare plants we have growing here; up till recently it was just that stupid coven that knew about them, but now word's going to get around. With the number of people traveling in that group, it can't help but get around."

She shrugs. " ... Honestly, though, I think we'd be better off adopting a different policy from Louisie's in hording that stuff; what I'm not yet sure, but I'm pretty sure if he'd been a bit more willing to share he'd still be alive today - thank the Nine for small favors."

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 18 2005, 06:28 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 18 2005, 12:25 AM)

"I admit I am not well versed with entrepreneurship," Midave Astien said, "but perhaps we could put a price on it. There is surely a market for it, and here we sit with the merchandize."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 18 2005, 06:37 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 18 2005, 12:28 AM)

"I admit I am not well versed with entrepreneurship," Midave Astien said, "but perhaps we could put a price on it. There is surely a market for it, and here we sit with the merchandize."

"Heh ..." Sharlian says. "There probably is, at that. We're sitting on one of the ingredients for the mythical cure for vamparism - and from what I understand, there's a market for both the cure itself and keeping knowledge of same out of the public's eye."

"We'll want to be careful who we make deals with and what sorts of deals we make, but there's definitely potential there," Sharlian says, her expression turning thoughtful. " ... Though to be honest, I don't know if I'm all that enthused about a lifetime as a peddlar of rare weeds to musty witches and fanatical vampire hunters."

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 18 2005, 06:40 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 18 2005, 12:37 AM)

Midave nodded.

"Have you other thoughts, then? I have no definite plans myself?"

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 18 2005, 06:41 AM

Pineapples are a great food.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 18 2005, 06:51 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 18 2005, 12:41 AM)

Midave nodded.

"Have you other thoughts? I admit I have no definite plans myself."

"I'm still getting used to the idea of being free and not having to wrestle with Landil's and Louisie's mindbenders to have thought much beyond this point," Sharlian admits. "And of course managing to have come out of that mess alive in the first place ..."

And avoiding asking myself too many questions I don't yet feel up to answering, Sharlian mentally adds.

"For right now, let's lie low for a bit, take full stock of all our options. Surely we can afford a few days to think things over."

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 18 2005, 06:54 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 18 2005, 12:51 AM)

"Yes, I agree completely." Midave Astien said. "We should lay low and make plans. What afterwards we choose to do, that we will see when it comes."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 18 2005, 07:08 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 18 2005, 12:54 AM)

"Yes, I agree completely." Midave Astien said. "We should lay low and make plans. What afterwards we choose to do, that we will see when it comes."

Sharlian's lips curl into a grin. Midave outside of his precious armor was bordering on the moderately passable. Of course, he had no sword and she had a sword, her magic, and a stone golem at her beck and call, so he probably was just playing along until he could turn the tables in his favor, but it was kind of nice to pretend he was okay company.

She lays a bet with herself on how long it takes before she has the stone golem scrunch him up into a ball and hurl him off the top of the tower; she places her bet on two days tops, three on the absolute outside. But until that time, she at least has someone to talk to, while she figures out just what to do wih the life Tris and his companions gave back to her, and just how she's going to live with the things she did before Tris showed up, and wether she really does want to look for the handsome Breton man when all is said and done.

Thinking of Tris reminded Sharlian of her promise to set Midave up with a new bedframe; with a word of command she sets off with the stone golem to let the half-breed warrior have a decent place to sleep at night.

Posted by: Jakut Apr 18 2005, 02:24 PM

Didryn had been lagging behind due to the painful thoughts of his family, and had actually collapsed under them at one point. Presently he is arriving at the mine, avoiding eye contact with the rest of the party.

A lone tear escapes him, and falls to the ground.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 18 2005, 02:32 PM

OOC: Summary
Cyrcius missed the fight with the vampires, and is waiting at Westcastle for the cure to be completed.

Cyrcius drew the crowd in with a couple handstands, then flipped to his feet and began juggling some of his knives. This was something he was very good at and the people began tossing coins at his feet. As he was performing however, he saw Grier and a Khajit he recognized but did not know passing through. He began his finale so he could wrap his performance up. He had other things to do, and this was just for fun anyway.

Posted by: Piffski Yesterday, 02:37 AM

Summery
Kagen is walking around doing who knows what in a nearby forest.

Posted by: God of War Yesterday, 03:34 AM

Summary: Avrian is inside the witches cave finishing speaking with Cyrcius about some business he needs to attend to...

Avrian now decides maybe he will head for Westcastle to get in some socialization with the rest of the group......

Avrian packs up his Bedroll and Pack, then scoops up his lute and bow and heads out the cave in the direction of Westcastle.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 04:02 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 18 2005, 09:34 PM)

Once in lively Westcastle Avrian will find, after some asking around, that the red-haired Nord woman with the Khajiit went to the Dirty Muskrat.

Dirty Muskrat

Loranna, once again disguised as Grier, enjoys a meal of venison, bread, cheese, and wine, her senses nicely warmed up to appreciate the taste. Fully scrubbed down, clothes cleaned, and conversation with Slyvos caught up on, she relaxes, wondering what to do with the rest of her day.

Posted by: Shardie Yesterday, 04:05 AM

Anvil, Cyrodiil

The people stared at her... wondering how she could do it. It was hot, really hot, but she walked along the streets in that heavy coat. Maranda, for one, did not notice the eyes staring at her, nor did she notice the heat... it had been a while since she left Winterhold... and she had alot to think about. She stopped and thought about things for the time being... where would she go now? She could not return to her mansion in Narsis for obvious reasons, perhaps she would treat herself to the hotsprings at Caer Suvio? Or perhaps make her way to Daggarfall to visit her sister... they had not seen each other in a very long time... so she decided. She turned heal, and made her way to a coach... she would go to Daggarfall, via Caer Suvio and Wayrest... she could use a good rest.

She had long handed her robe of Daedric Cleanlieness to the most skilled enchanter in the country, who in turn, enchanted her white-gold sword with a strange new enchantment. Her Ring of the Shadows mind was no longer on her finger, but in her pocket. A strange amulet hung around her neck, an eery power seeping from it. she was much more skilled now than she was before, not only in conjoring, but also with her sword and destruction spells...

So she set off on her way, to Cyrodiil, then Caer Suvio, then Wayrest before returning home to Daggarfall

Posted by: sanm501 Yesterday, 04:25 AM

Norilar, thought about what Tohe had said. A cure is it possible? his thoughts dritfed from Tohe to his brother. Or what is now "left" of him.. he was suddenly back in that cursed place,
his heart began to race as he recalled saying to his brother "Volana are you coming or not". said the young version of himseld."Norilar we arnt supposed to go in the caves"Volana said with a worried look on his face. "we should'nt even be this close to them"Norilar smerked and said "do you do everything mom tells you to" at this he open the cave door and walked in.
Norilar woke from his trace when a rock in the cave fell and shatterted.
he began to shake sligtly. the memory was just like the experance.... terrifying

Posted by: God of War Yesterday, 04:36 AM

Avrian arrives in Westcastle and decides to look around a bit. He comes across many different buildings. He asks around a bit and discovers that some members of the group were at the Dirty Muskrat... he heads over and scans the crouded bar for anyone he recognizes.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 04:39 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 18 2005, 10:36 PM)

Upon seeing Avrian enter, Loranna/Grier waves to him. "Hello," she says, brushing a couple crumbs off her robe. "The food here is quite good, you should try some."

She motions for Avrian to join her.

Posted by: God of War Yesterday, 04:44 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 18 2005, 09:39 PM)

Avrian smiles and sits down at their table. He signals to the bartender and asks for a couple slices of bread...
He turns to Loranna and Slyvos and smiles, "Im trying to watch my figure."

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 04:44 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 18 2005, 09:39 PM)

She motions for Avrian to join her.

Across the common room a gruff, burly Breton man watches the trio while drinking from a mug of ale. He is alone and makes no attempt to hide his gaze as he leans against the establishment's wall. After a moment his eyes shift to one of the servers as she enters the bar.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 04:51 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 18 2005, 10:44 PM)

Avrian smiles and sits down at their table. He signals to the bartender and asks for a couple slices of bread...
He turns to Loranna and Slyvos and smiles, "Im trying to watch my figure."

"If that's all you feed your figure it may decide to run away under your nose anyway," Loranna teases. "How does the day greet you?"

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 18 2005, 10:44 PM)

Loranna notices the attention from the burly Breton but says nothing at the moment, playing with her glass of wine.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 04:53 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 18 2005, 09:44 PM)

Avrian smiles and sits down at their table. He signals to the bartender and asks for a couple slices of bread...
He turns to Loranna and Slyvos and smiles, "Im trying to watch my figure."

"That's the kind of figure watching that usually indicates a light purse," Tris commented. "Eat up! You can't save the world on an empty stomach."

He returned the Breton's gaze with one of mild interest. But only very mild - no doubt the party of adventurers was the most excitement this town had seen in weeks.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Yesterday, 04:55 AM

Slyvos just gives a small smile, still self-conscious around being at the time...

'geese, I really have to get better at small talk..'

Posted by: God of War Yesterday, 04:57 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 18 2005, 09:53 PM)

"I was kidding," Avrian replies ordering a large amount of food No one ever gets my jokes

OOC: Italic=thought

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 05:02 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 18 2005, 10:57 PM)

"I was kidding," Avrian replies ordering a large amount of food No one ever gets my jokes
OOC: Italic=thought

Loranna laughs, having wondered what the heck a Bosmer was doing ordering a couple slices of bread. The smell of meats encourages her to order a meat pie for herself.

"Still hungry," she says to Slyvos, winking.

"So, how have things been with you?" she asks as her order is brought to the table. "I'm afraid in all the excitement we haven't had much chance to talk."

Posted by: sanm501 Yesterday, 05:03 AM

the dumb elf is is still in the cave

Norilar now over his shakes desides to follow one of the paths that lead out of the cave and view the carnge. to his surprize he relized that almost everone was gone. flustered he asked the remaing people where they when to. and the replyied."to west castle ". The moment he herd that he ran out to the closest town and saw a horse he was in luck he bought it and sett off for westcastle, with in 17 hours he was in West Castle. he did not no where the party was but he gessed the mages guild. he was wrong,He ended up sleeping at a local inn for the night,

Posted by: w0nders Yesterday, 05:04 AM

Dante waded through a sea of pigs as he approached the town gates. Having to use more force than he would of liked to get past some of the pigs. Once he reached the gate he looked to the sky, and took a deep breath…not the best idea whilst standing shin deep in pigs. He covered his nose and stepped forward, only to hear a splotching
noise. “Ugh…what is wrong with you people?!” He snarled, to no one in particular.

Many townsfolk gave Dante nasty looks, “Forgive us, please sir! Forgive us.” One drooled out sarcastically, laughing. “I have some bugs back at my house, if that’d make you feel more at home.”

Dante looked around confused, before trudging off to a tavern, somewhere that he could clean his boot.

Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 05:13 AM

Reichi walked into the Tavern, scratching the back of his head. He brushed pass several leaving bretons, and attracted several stares when he removed his helmet. A Dunmer, in Highrock, to your average Breton peasant that was quite the sight. Esspecially one in armor made of the skin of something you've never even heard of. His unique appearance also didn't help matters.

Reichi sauntered over to the table where the rest of the group was sitting, and sat down in a free chair. He set his helmet on the table. "Good to be out of that rotten cave, and not after some dumb wizard," he said.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Yesterday, 05:15 AM

Slyvos nodded to Reichi.

'I agree with you on that one. A cave is murder on the spine, I swear...'

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 05:21 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Apr 18 2005, 11:15 PM)

Slyvos nodded to Reichi.

'I agree with you on that one. A cave is murder on the spine, I swear...'

"The open field isn't all that much better," Loranna says with a grin. "Unless you happen to find a lucky patch of soft grass. And riding all day can get kind of hard on you too; least you guys didn't have that to worry about."

"But yeah, it's good to be in civilization again. Least we're almost done here, can go home soon."

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 05:39 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 18 2005, 09:53 PM)

He returned the Breton's gaze with one of mild interest. But only very mild - no doubt the party of adventurers was the most excitement this town had seen in weeks.

The large Breton caught Tris's gaze as he turned his head to look back at the gathering group. He had the decency to quickly look flustered and look away again.

The observer was finished with his drink, though. Putting the mug away in a bag at his side he got up from his spot on the wall. Striding past the group on his way out, it is easy to notice numerous scars on the man's bare arms and a strong whiff of leathers and oils.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 05:54 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 18 2005, 11:39 PM)

What an interesting fellow, Loranna wonders, noting the large Breton as he passed the party. Those scars ... a duelist maybe, or just a brawler or warrior who doesn't like wearing arm armor? Leather and oils ... hrn; my brain's drawing a blank, blast it.

She considers calling out to the Breton, looking to her companions with a questioning glance as she sips her wine.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 06:17 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 18 2005, 10:54 PM)

"Big fellow, for a Breton," Tris said, following her look. He beckoned to the barmaid. "The man who just left, is he a regular here? Local?"

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 06:25 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 18 2005, 11:17 PM)

"Big fellow, for a Breton," Tris said, following her look. He beckoned to the barmaid. "The man who just left, is he a regular here? Local?"

"Big fellow?" Lielle returned. "Scars too? Yeah, he comes in here often enough when he has a job, travellers like to stay here. Goes by the name Debent."

The Breton barmaid looked thoughtfully at the tavern's door for a moment and then spoke again.

"The local merchants knock on his door whenever they don't want the law involved in their... buisness," she continued. "I wonder who he was looking for."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 06:29 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 18 2005, 11:25 PM)

"Ah, thanks," Tris said. To Loranna he said, quietly, "Hopefully not looking for those thieves' guild types who just hooked up with us."

Posted by: Teleran Yesterday, 06:44 AM

When Loranna and the others left to go back to Westcastle Teleran had not gone with them, instead he fiddled with his take from the tower. He soon regretted that decision, the area around the mine was only tolerable once you escaped the scent of decay and with the witches doing whatever it was witches did to create the cure and the vampiric assailants defeated Teleran found himself with very little to do at the cave.

Only a few hours after the others left for Westcastle, he followed. As he traveled he continued playing with a few of the enchanted objects he had found in the tower. The most impressive being an amulet that granted considerable resistance to fire, the others had little more than minor cantrips on them, although he had picked up a new arm, and a left pauldron and gauntlet crafted of ebony. He left the enchanted bracer in his bag still unsure what to make of it.

When Westcastle come into view he dismounted and walked the rest of the way into town. Looking back at the horse he was reminded of how hungry he was, not packing rations for the trip, short as it was, had been an oversight. He headed for the Dirty Muskrat and ordered some venison and something to drink. He sat at the table with the others and greeted them before wolfing down his food. He sat back sighing contentedly, “Good food they have here in High Rock."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 06:44 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 12:29 AM)

"Ah, thanks," Tris said. To Loranna he said, quietly, "Hopefully not looking for those thieves' guild types who just hooked up with us."

"Hopefully not," Loranna says back just as quietly. "I was looking forward to a more quiet period while in Menevia, enjoy the sights and stuff before heading out."

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 19 2005, 12:44 AM)

"That they do," Loranna says with a smile, welcomeing Teleran. "How does your day find you?"

Posted by: Teleran Yesterday, 06:49 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 18 2005, 09:44 PM)

"Hopefully not," Loranna says back just as quietly. "I was looking forward to a more quiet period while in Menevia, enjoy the sights and stuff before heading out."
"That they do," Loranna says with a smile, welcomeing Teleran. "How does your day find you?"

“Hungry,” Teleran replied. “Who’s looking for thieves now?"

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 06:56 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 19 2005, 12:49 AM)

“Hungry,” Teleran replied. “Who’s looking for thieves now?"

"Hopefully no one," Loranna says to Teleran. "We just noticed someone watching us, is all. Us being the group of pretty faces we are though they were probably just admiring the scene."

Loranna gives a playful toss of her head while breathing in.

Posted by: sjvan0 Yesterday, 06:59 AM

http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=73738&st=20&p=1213985&#entry1213985

The light slowly faded around Yasur Arnakan. He looked around him, and found he was back in his father's laboratory, it's plant walls sitll whole, as if nothing had ever happened here.

"What am I doing back here?" Yasur asked, his slender body turning to face the now absent Altmer.

Where did she go off to? Oh well, may as well look around.

Yasur began to examine the antiquated equipment, peering into the various soul gems lying around. Yasur spun around at the sound of approaching footsteps, and saw a Dunmer child running into the room.

"Now where did that cave rat go?" The child said, searching under the tables and desks. "Ah, there you are! Get back here you stupid rat!" the child shouted as he dove under a table filled with bottles.

It was then that Yasur realized he was watching himself, but from years ago. He knew what was about to happen. As young Yasur grabbed the rat, he crashed into one of the table legs, shattering the brittle, rotten wood. The weight became too much for the rest of the legs, and with a tremendous crash, the table collapsed. Potions and poisons spilled everywhere, and young Yasur crawled from beneath the table covered in glass and liquids of various colours.

"What is going on here!?" Yasur's father shouted furiously as we walked into the lab. "I TOLD YOU TO STAY OUT OF HERE! NOW LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" he roared as he grabbed Yasur.

"I'm sorry father, I-"

"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT! YOU ARE WORTHLESS! YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN WORTHLESS! AND YOU WILL ALWAYS BE WORTHLESS!" He shouted.

Elder Yasur turned away as he heard his father's hand hit young Yasur's face. With each hit and each sob, elder Yasur became more and more angry at what his father had done, and was doing. Finally he could take it no longer. He summoned a crackling shockball, and launched it at his father. After his father fell, he was once agin surrounded by light, and then nothingness.

The witches' cave

Frostien walked to one of the witches.

"Tell me," he began "Have you had a young woman named Amarie come to your coven recently?"

"Yes," the elderly woman replied "But she soon left after she saw exactly what we were doing here. Didn't say where she was going."

"Right, thank you." Frostien replied, a forlorn look coming upon his slightly wrinkled face.

It's quite obvious she doesn't want me any more. May as well go to the Dirty Muskrat to meet up with the others. I might just manage to drown my sorrows too.

Frostien began walking to Westcastle.

The Dirty Muskrat

Frostien walked into the tavern, went to the bar, and ordered a pint of orcgut and some venison. He looked around the tavern, sptted the others, but decided to stay where he was for now, giving only a nod to the khajiit.

Posted by: Teleran Yesterday, 07:10 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 18 2005, 09:56 PM)

“There is plenty to admire,” Teleran agreed.

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Apr 18 2005, 09:59 PM)

The Dirty Muskrat

Frostien walked into the tavern, went to the bar, and ordered a pint of orcgut and some venison. He looked around the tavern, sptted the others, but decided to stay where he was for now, giving only a nod to the khajiit.

“Hey, isn’t that Firsten, something like that anyway?" Teleran turned to yell across the tavern, "Get over here Froten."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 07:12 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 19 2005, 01:10 AM)

“There is plenty to admire,” Teleran agreed.

“Hey, isn’t that Firsten, something like that anyway?" Teleran turned to yell across the tavern, "Get over here Froten."

"That's one way to get his attention," Loranna comments as various patrons glance over at the loudmouthed funny-looking Dark Elf boy ...

"Come freind, share a meal with us," Loranna says to Frostien in a more normally-pitched tone of voice. "How go things?"

Posted by: sjvan0 Yesterday, 07:21 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 03:12 PM)

Frostien walks over to the group with plate and goblet in hand, and speaks to Loranna/Greir.

"Not too well. It turns out that while Amarie had gone to the witches' coven, she soon left, and didn't say where she was going. It's quite obvious to me now that she no longer loves me. But enough about my problems, let's talk about something a bit more cheery. Oh," he says, now looking to Teleran "and the name is Frostien. Actually, come to think of it, I do believe that I don't know any of your names yet."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 07:35 AM

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Apr 19 2005, 12:21 AM)

"Sorry to hear about your woman troubles," Tris said. "Why did she leave in the first place, if you don't mind me asking? Don't want to bring you down but you seemed to think she was in trouble before. Tris Gaerington, by the way."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 07:36 AM

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Apr 19 2005, 01:21 AM)

Loranna frowns a bit, feeling bad for Frostien's romantic troubles. She refrains from saying anything more than "I see ..." though, not knowing the situation.

"Call me Grier," she says, offering Frostien her hand. "And this is my lover, Slyvos," she adds, indicating the handsome Khajiit sitting next to her.

Posted by: sjvan0 Yesterday, 07:41 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 03:35 PM)

"I'm not entirely sure, Tris. While we hadn't talked to each other for a few days, we've gone for much longer, and as far as I knew we were still quite... intimate the last time I 'talked' to her." Frostien said, choosing his words carefully. "Then when I came back to Menevia, I found out she had gone off to join some witches' coven, and the rest, as they say, is history.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 08:10 AM

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Apr 19 2005, 01:41 AM)

"That's tragic," Loranna says, beckoning the barmaid over to refill Frostien's drink. "Not the greatest homecoming ever ..."

"What will you do next?" Loranna asks, seeking to steer the subject to hopefully more cheerful waters. "Any definite plans yet?"

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 08:24 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 01:10 AM)

Lielle made her way quickly to the table with a pitcher in one hand. After pouring new drink for Frostien she pauses for a moment and then leaves the jug on the table. Wearing a smile she gives a curt bow and disappears from sight.

Posted by: w0nders Yesterday, 08:29 AM

Dante hopped into the tavern, carrying one of his boots in hand. It appeared to have some form of mud covering the bottom. He ordered a large cup of beer and made his way to the table.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 08:40 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 19 2005, 02:29 AM)

Dante hopped into the tavern, carrying one of his boots in hand. It appeared to have some form of mud covering the bottom. He ordered a large cup of beer and made his way to the table.

Loranna raises her eyebrows. "Hi dear; dare I ask or ..."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 08:42 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 01:40 AM)

Loranna raises her eyebrows. "Hi dear; dare I ask or ..."

"Can't you smell?" Tris asked.

Posted by: w0nders Yesterday, 08:48 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 04:10 PM)

Loranna raises her eyebrows. "Hi dear; dare I ask or ..."

"Pigs..." Dante muttered, sitting at the table. "Pigs..."

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 08:49 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 19 2005, 01:29 AM)

Dante hopped into the tavern, carrying one of his boots in hand. It appeared to have some form of mud covering the bottom. He ordered a large cup of beer and made his way to the table.

Nearly an era passes and Dante's drink has yet to arrive. There appears to be some sort of confusion among the tavern's staff but things seem to become smoother as time progresses.

Eventually the barkeep ponderously makes his way to the table with the beer wearing a puzzled expression. He sets the cup before Dante and makes an appology for the late delievery, then turns to make his way back to the bar.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 08:53 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 01:49 AM)

"Trouble?" Tris asked.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 08:54 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 02:42 AM)

"Can't you smell?" Tris asked.

"Not quite what I meant ..." Loranna mutters under her breath.

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 02:49 AM)

Loranna raises her eyebrows.

Posted by: sjvan0 Yesterday, 08:58 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 04:10 PM)

"Well I'm still working on a http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=79414&st=20&p=1314072&#entry1314072 for the mages guild," Frostien replied "I've gotten a lead there's supposed to be a mine a ways east of here that has some very nice and powerful artefacts in them, mainly dwemer. It's doubtful that they actually are dwemer, and most of them would go to the guild, of course, but I'd get enough of a cut to keep me in ebony armour."

Frostien raised an eyebrow as the smelly dunmer sat down next to him, and his eybrow practically went off his forehead as the puzzled barkeep served the drink.

OOC: Not really starting a whole new adventure thingie with this, but if anyone wanted to accompany Frostien on his merry little crawl through an abandoned mine, feel free to ask, otherwise I might leave Frostien to his little

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 09:02 AM

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Apr 19 2005, 12:58 AM)

"Ah," said Rodastyr, looking up from his ale and wiping a bit of froth from his thin moustache, "nothing like trafficking in illegal goods to make a man feel alive, eh? Well... until they hang you, that is."

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 09:06 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 01:54 AM)

"Not quite what I meant ..." Loranna mutters under her breath.
Loranna raises her eyebrows.

The tavern's owner scowled.

"Damndest thing happened tonight," the barkeep said putting through his belt. "One of my best girls made off tonight along with half a weeks earnings. Left out the back without a word.

"I don't know whether to be furious or worried," he continued obviously more worried than angry. "She's been here for years, good at what she does. Must have got herself into a mess O'trouble to disappear like this, put me in a bit of a bind there for awhile."

He looked at everyone seated at the table, his eyes lit up.

"I don't suppose you folks'd be interested in making a few septims for yourself? I'd rather not take this to the constable after what he went through not so long ago. She's a dear girl but she don't run with the right crowds if you understand me, I don't want her hurt or nothing but I need that gold back and it'd put my mind at ease.

"What'dya say? Sound like something you'd be interested in?"

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 09:12 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 01:06 AM)

Rodastyr laughed a very practiced laugh.
"Getting paid to chase prostitutes... Now there's a switch."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 09:13 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 03:06 AM)

"I see," Loranna says, frowning thoughtfully. "Of course, we understand your concern. Which girl was this again, and where does she usually hang out?"

She somehow manages to not respond to Rodastyr.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 09:13 AM

Outside of Westcastle...

Faraway from the eyes of passerbys, an owl sits in a tree watching a Bosmer in a brown, Netch leather, trenchcoat, have a conversation with an Ogrim.

“You can’t follow me into town. You know that.” Wind says to his protesting, tremendous, green friend.

Little John growls and defiantly folds his mammoth, green arms.

“The Bobbies are itching to nick us, LJ. We’ll be wearing bars fa’ life if we’re caught. We’ll be better off apart for now.” Wind tries his hardest to put an arm around his huge, overprotective friend. “Besides, Mate, I still gotta make nice with these people if we are ever going to get the law off our hides. Once I leave town, I’ll find you.”

“Rahh roow?” The Ogrim inquires, shrugging his shoulders.

“I don’t know.” Wind looks around. “Do whatever “normal” Ogrims do.”

Wind struts into Westcastle as Little John solemnly walks, with his head down, into the nearby woods.

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 09:14 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 02:12 AM)

Rodastyr laughed a very practiced laugh.
"Getting paid to chase prostitutes... Now there's a switch."

The innkeep blushes a furious shade of red.

"Errm, that's not quite what I ment, Sir, but that'll do."

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 02:12 AM)

"I see," Loranna says, frowning thoughtfully. "Of course, we understand your concern. Which girl was this again, and where does she usually hang out?"

She somehow manages to not respond to Rodastyr.

"Lielle's her name, she was serving you for the most part tonight," he said. "Brown hair, little shorter than average, fairly much your typical Breton lass."

He gave a nervous smile.

"I wouldn't expect her to be in town still the way she left but, there's always the chance she's stopped by her house. It's a small hovel. Take the road that runs past the mages guild and turn north before the entrance, third down the row on the right."

Posted by: sjvan0 Yesterday, 09:17 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 05:06 PM)

"Well, I do have that project," Frostien started, rubbing his chin "But I suppose that if the situation is really THAT dire, I could postpone it." He finished, his hand once again going for his drink.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 09:18 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 02:14 AM)

The innkeep blushes a furious shade of red.

"Errm, that's not quite what I ment, Sir, but that'll do."

"This is a Dibellan town," Tris said to Rodastyr. "No great call for prostitutes here."

After listening to the innkeeper's information, he turned to Loranna.

"We should find that big man, he has a crush on that girl. I saw them here together before."

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 09:28 AM

QUOTE(sjvan0 @ Apr 19 2005, 02:17 AM)

"I don't mean to intrude upon your buisness, Sir," the barkeep commented. "It'd be an ease to my mind, s'all."

"She just took gold as far as I can tell," he leaned close to the table and whispered. "Like I said, she didn't run with the best of folk, she's got some friends in the guild, if you take my meaning, never stayed there though. She might have turned to them for help if she was desperate enough to be foolish. Stenndar's Compassion, I hope she didn't do anything foolish."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 09:30 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 03:18 AM)

"Good idea," Loranna says. "And we might as well check out her place too, and see if anyone saw her leave town yet."

She gives Frostien a smile. "We can see about checking out your mine too, dear; right now though it sounds like Lielle may be in a spot ..."

She looks to the barkeep. "Just how much did she take, sir?" she asks.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 09:35 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 02:30 AM)

"It's just money, Lor," Tris said, standing up. "We can make good your losses, my good man. But I'm more interested in finding the young lady, if she's in trouble."

He went to the door and looked out. "Any idea where that Debent fellow keeps himself? Someone else run to Lielle's house, quick, see if she's there."

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 09:38 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 01:35 AM)

Rodastyr downed the last of his ale. Taking the expected coin out of his pocket, he set it edgewise on the bar and flicked it with his finger, setting it spinning smoothly, like a top.

"I'll go, if need be. She won't be there, I'm sure, but I'll see what is."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 09:47 AM

Wind struts into the tavern as quietly, and swiftly as his name. He nonchalantly grabs a chair, turns it backwards, and sets it close to Tris, before snatching Rodastyr's coin off the table, and taking a seat.

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 09:49 AM

The tavern's owner looked appreicative in light of Tris's comment to Loranna, relief writ on his face.

"Debent?" the barkeep asked taken aback. "Oh, she did get herself into trouble. He's the local hired sword. The merchants keep him out O'trouble so he can go about their illicit dealings. Word has it he has safe houses around Westcastle and even in the countryside."

***

On his way into Westcastle, Wind might have noticed a rather large Breton with scarred arms peering into the woods frowning and, obvious to any onlooker, very upset.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 09:50 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 02:47 AM)

"Just the fellow I wanted to see," Tris said to Wind. "We're looking for a big burly Breton, scars all over his arms, just left here not too long ago. You pass him on your way in? There's a girl missing and he hangs around her."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 09:52 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 03:35 AM)

Loranna was just heading for the door to go to Lielle's place when Wind come in; she pauses and waits to hear what he has to say.

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 09:55 AM

Rodastyr didn't exactly 'run', as Tris had suggested, but his stride was long enough. He followed the barkeep's directions; pass the mage's guild, North, then third on the right.

What a hole. The way some people chose to live... really.

He raised the pommel of his sheathed sword and rapped on the door.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 09:56 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 03:50 AM)

The Bosmer's brow lowers.

"Come to think of it, Sunshine, I did see a brolly, looking Breton in the woods outside of town. Dodgy fellow, he was. Looked like he was losing his rag about something. I could show ya’ where I was when I saw him, if ya’ want.” Wind says flipping his newly found coin in the air.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 09:57 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 02:56 AM)

"Lead on," Tris said.

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 09:58 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 02:55 AM)

Rodastyr didn't exactly 'run', as Tris had suggested, but his stride was long enough. He followed the barkeep's directions; pass the mage's guild, North, then third on the right.

What a hole. The way some people chose to live... really.

Rodastyr raised the pommel of his sheathed sword and rapped on the door.

No reply came, the door wasn't locked and there were no signs of any light from within the abode.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 10:00 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 03:57 AM)

"Lead on," Tris said.

Wind drops the coin where he found it, swiftly struts out of the tavern, and leads Tris to the spot he left Little John.

"Bloke was around here somewhere..." Wind says looking around.

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 10:02 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 01:58 AM)

No reply came, the door wasn't locked and there were no signs of any light from within the abode.

Rodastyr opened the door, but just a crack, and ran a gloved hand up the inside of the doorframe, feeling for anything odd. It was a strange thing to do, but he did it without thinking.

Finding nothing, he opened the door, placing a scented handkerchief over his nose, just in case it smelled as slovenly as it looked.

His left eyebrow raised.

"Why hello, Gentlemen," he said.

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 10:12 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 03:00 AM)

Wind drops the coin where he found it, swiftly struts out of the tavern, and leads Tris to the spot he left Little John.

"Bloke was around here somewhere..." Wind says looking around.

The sound of loping boots falling on hard packed earth approaches the group. It's Debent.

The Breton was smiling. The expression immediately disappeared when he saw the companions from the bar. Scowling he addresses them.

"What are you doing out here?"

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 03:02 AM)

"Why hello, Gentlemen," he said.

Three men's outlines were faintly visable in the darkness. Each has a blade, all short but, of varying lengths.

A slender Breton takes a step into the faint light leeking in the door. A dagger glints menacingly in his hand.

"Who in the darkest pit of Oblivion are you and why are you in this hole?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 10:15 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 03:12 AM)

"We're looking for you," Tris said. "Lielle's in some sort of trouble. She stole the gold from the inn and ran off. The innkeeper wants his gold back, but he's more concerned about her than angry. And I remember you two seemed close when we passed through before. Any idea what might be going on?"

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 10:16 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 04:15 AM)

Loranna glances around the area while Tris speaks with the burly Breton, in case whoever he had been expecting shows up while they're talking.

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 10:17 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 02:12 AM)

"What are you doing out here?"
Three men's outlines were faintly visable in the darkness. Each has a blade, all short but, of varying lengths.

A slender Breton takes a step into the faint light leeking in the door. A dagger glints menacingly in his hand.

"Who in the darkest pit of Oblivion are you and why are you in this hole?"

"Ah, have I come at a bad time?

"The name is Rodastyr Masterhouse, jester to kings and queens. Heard of me? No? Why am I not surpised.

"To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking, good Sirs? Ah! Let me guess, you are the dear lady's brothers?"

Posted by: Teleran Yesterday, 10:18 AM

Teleran followed Wind and Tris out of the Dirty Muskrat to the place where Wind had seen the scarred Breton. Upon seeing Debent approach he almost wished he had put on the crown, a brawl in that form would have been amusing. Nah, probably not. Too short.

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 10:22 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 03:15 AM)

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 03:17 AM)

"That'll do in a pinch," the man confronting Rodastyr said blatently ignoring his question about names. "A very bad time, it'd be best if you left now and forgot about any relations the lady might have."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 10:26 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 03:22 AM)

"The innkeeper seemed to think she might have contacted you for muscle," Tris said. "Who were you expecting, then?"

Although his words were to the point, his expression was open and sympathetic.

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 10:27 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 02:22 AM)

"Me?" the burly Breton looked suprised. "Close with her?"

He laughed.

"She's not for me, or anyone, trust me. I tried."

His expression changed.

"Stole some septims, huh? No I haven't the faintest idea."
"That'll do in a pinch," the man confronting Rodastyr said blatently ignoring his question about names. "A very bad time, it'd be best if you left now and forgot about any relations the lady might have."

"Ah, well, see, if I were the reasonable, peace-loving sort of fellow that perhaps I ought to be, I'd do just that.

"My trouble... and it always has been a hardship... is that I prefer adventure. You know what I mean, I'm sure.

"So, that being the case, I'm much more inclined to disbelieve that you are the lady's brothers, call you a liar to your face, and ask you, rather unpolitely, who you really are and why I should let you leave this shack with all of your limbs.

"What say you, Sir?"

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 10:35 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 03:26 AM)

"The innkeeper seemed to think she might have contacted you for muscle," Tris said. "Who were you expecting, then?"

Although his words were to the point, his expression was open and sympathetic.

"Expecting?" he asked raising his brows. "No one, I was out here looking for a bag I dropped on my way into town."

Debent held up a small sack as evidence.

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 03:27 AM)

"Adventure, eh? Let's not talk of limbs or spit insults at one another, shall we?" said the Breton giving a sidelong glance at his shadowy companions. "I could give you my real name, that'd cost you twice as much though. How much do you have on you?"

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 10:39 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 02:35 AM)

Rodastyr smoothly drew his sword.

"About three feet," he answered.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 10:41 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 03:35 AM)

"Expecting?" he asked raising his brows. "No one, I was out here looking for a bag I dropped on my way into town."

Debent held up a small sack as evidence.

"Fine," Tris said. "I see you don't trust us, that's fair. This girl might be in danger, though, and I think you care about that. She's supposed to run with a rough crowd, she might have fallen afoul of some of them. And you're supposed to run with... well, probably the same crowd. We're outsiders, we don't know the place. But we're pretty damn good at solving certain kinds of problems, if you know what I mean. Can you help us help her, or do I walk away and start knocking on doors at random?"

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 10:48 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 03:41 AM)

Debent scratched at the back of his neck.

"Alright, I can help you look but, honest, I don't know anything about this thieving bit. What do you need?"

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 03:39 AM)

Rodastyr smoothly drew his sword.

"About three feet," he answered.

"So hasty," the center thief said resignedly. The three men spread apart in a semi-circle around Rodastyr, bare blades at the ready.

"Kill him."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 10:50 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 03:48 AM)

Debent scratched at the back of his neck.

"Alright, I can help you look but, honest, I don't know anything about this thieving bit. What do you need?"

"Where's the thieves's guild in town? Who were her associates, who might she have gotten in trouble with? You said she's not for anyone, what does that even mean? Where do we start looking? One of our associates is at her house right now."

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 10:52 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 02:48 AM)

"So hasty," the center thief said resignedly. The three men spread apart in a semi-circle around Rodastyr, bare blades at the ready.

"Kill him."

"You see," Rodastyr said, taking off two of the leader's fingers with a flick of his sword, "you gentlemen are unfortunate."

Without stopping, the thin blade snaked past the first man and... de-manned... the second.

"I don't want to kill you."

The third man found himself without an eye, and his nose.

"I want information. And well, that's much worse for you fellows."

He stopped for a moment, leaning on the doorframe, which he blocked, and watched the men bleed.

"Now, which one of you is going to be a dear and tell me where the girl is?"

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 11:03 AM

Ald Raathim...

I slept for three days. Coming back from the dead really takes it out of a guy.

I opened my room window and let the orange, morning sun-rays hit my face. My body still aches, especially my bones, they feel new, like the feeling of grabbing an old weapon with a new hilt.

A quick glace across the room shows a pair of pants have been left out for me. Bastards could have gotten a bigger size. Damn things will rip the moment I bend over.

My back snaps, and cracks, as I stretch in the lukewarm, glare of the morning sunlight. I still feel like fah’g ran over twice by a gang of wild steeds, but I’m not for sitting around doing nothing. My blood flows for action, and venture.

First things first, I gotta find that Nord and get my axe back... I also could use a smoke. God, could I use a smoke.

I grab a shirt that’s two times, too small, before I slowly, and gingerly, walk out of the room.

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 11:05 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 03:50 AM)

"The guild? I don't think they'd be too fond of her right now. Last I heard she had started working with an independant," the burly Breton responded. "They keep a place near the inn you were staying at. Her associates? How would I know? I'm not a thief."

He chuckled for a moment.

"What does it mean?" he asked. "Are you daft, it means what it means. She ain't interested."

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 03:52 AM)

"Bloody bastard," the leader swore sucking on his wounded stubs as the others blead on the floor. The third man was screaming "STENDARR'S MERCY! STENDARR'S MERCY!" over and over again, it sounds horrible given his lack of a nose, and the second clutched his wounds moaning.

The leader glared at Rodastyr.

"Fine, she ain't worth much not after what she did," he spoke at last putting pressure on his fingers. "She's gone, I don't know where she was going to send word back when she passed the next guild. My best guess is Crosswych, though, she was fond of that scumbag who got her into this mess."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 11:10 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 04:05 AM)

"Everyone's interested in someone," Tris said, practically. "At least so far that's what my experience has shown. This independant, can you take us to the house? And we should probably learn what's keeping Rodastyr."

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 11:11 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 03:05 AM)

"What does it mean?" he asked. "Are you daft, it means what it means. She ain't interested."
"Bloody bastard," the leader swore sucking on his wounded fingers as the others blead on the floor. The third man was screaming "STENDARR'S MERCY! STENDARR'S MERCY!" over and over again, it sounds horrible given his lack of a nose, and the second clutched his wounds moaning.

The leader glared at Rodastyr.

"Fine, she ain't worth much not after what she did," he spoke at last putting pressure on his fingers. "She's gone, I don't know where she was going to send word back when she passed the next guild. My best guess is Crosswych, though, she was fond of that scumbag who got her into this mess."

"My thanks, good Sir. Your honesty does your profession credit.

"Pardon my ignorance, though, but who is this 'scumbag' you speak of, and what sort of trouble is she in?

"And, if you'll pardon me one more time, what is the meaning of you three dogs sniffing around her house?"

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 11:15 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 03:03 AM)

(Ald Raathim:)

The little maid nearly jumped out of her skin when she turned the corner of the hall.

"Oh! You're... up.

"Now, don't you go um... I'll go fetch Lord Aricyn for you, you just stay put!"

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 11:20 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 04:10 AM)

"Take you to the thieves guild? No way, I can point you in the right direction but, I'm not going there. We've had some differences you could say."

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 04:11 AM)

"I don't know. She wouldn't give it up. Only where he was headed, that was the deal, probably so she could warn him or kill him, I don't know," the thief grit his teeth. "You don't have a damn clue do you? Debent. That's why we're here. Now kindly bugger off so I can stop dripping all over this hovel."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 11:23 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 05:15 AM)

This wench has such a tongue to talk to me like that.

“Very well, bring the Nord to me... and be quick about it.”

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 11:25 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 03:20 AM)

"Take you to the thieves guild? No way, I can point you in the right direction but, I'm not going there. We've had some differences you could say."
"I don't know. She wouldn't give it up. Only where he was headed, that was the deal, probably so she could warn him or kill him, I don't know," the thief grit his teeth. "You don't have a damn clue do you? Debent. That's why we're here. Now kindly bugger off so I can stop dripping all over this hovel."

Using a clean handkerchief, Rodastyr carefully cleaned the man's blood from his blade.

"As you say, Sir, you're the one bleeding profusely, not I. That would, if I were you, make me speak plainly and quickly.

"Tell me what you know of this... situation. The girl, Debent, and their connection to your fine organization. Then, perhaps, I'll leave you to your wounds."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 11:26 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 04:20 AM)

"Take you to the thieves guild? No way, I can point you in the right direction but, I'm not going there. We've had some differences you could say."

"The independant, where is he?" Tris asked. He had decided to head back into town to find Rodastyr while talking. He indicated with a motion of his head that he'd like Debent to come with him.

"Look, I'm not a thief myself, but neither am I exactly an honest man. Whatever's going on here, it's not likely to shock any of us."

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 11:36 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 04:26 AM)

"I've got no clue, I've been saying, you know I'm the hired man around here," he furrowed his eyebrows as he followed Tris. "That don't exactly rub right with the guild, you know.

"If I knew where this independant was I'd be a richer man, he pissed off a lot of well to do people and they quite rightly ain't saying what, so I don't ask. I'm just a guy with a sword."

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 04:25 AM)

"Debent was supposed to come here, that's what and the girl was supposed to get away. She ran little things back and forth for us and that scum she took with stirred up the hornets. We offered to protect her from Debent if she told us where we could find him. There was money exchanged too, of course."

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 11:37 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 03:23 AM)

This wench has such a tongue to talk to me like that.

“Very well, bring the Nord to me... and be quick about it.”

(Ald Raathim:)

The girl wasted no time in rushing down the stairs.

In the corner near the door, the old grey wolf stood, yawned, and stared at the Orc.

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 11:42 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 03:36 AM)

"Money, you say? Well, isn't there always. Excanged between whom, and for what?

"Truly, Sir, I don't wish to seem as if I doubt your honesty, but I have seen this man with this lady, and truly I saw no malice in his eyes. Quite the opposite I would have said.

"I would hate to think you were telling me an untruth. I have a bit of trouble with my temper, you see, or so I'm told."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 11:43 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 04:36 AM)

Tris was absolutely certain the man was lying about some things, but decided not to press it. He had been expecting someone... he had come charging up to them, with his face lit up. And Tris was also certain he knew more about the situation than he was telling.

Time to meet up with Rodastyr and compare notes. They headed back into town, to the house the innkeeper had described.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 11:44 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 05:37 AM)

The girl wasted no time in rushing down the stairs.

In the corner near the door, the old grey wolf stood, yawned, and stared at the Orc.

I stare at the old wolf and try to project evil thoughts to it without speaking, before I get bored and begin to fiddle with the rip in my pants.

I knew these damn things would rip.

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 11:50 AM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 03:44 AM)

I stare at the old wolf and try to project evil thoughts to it without speaking, before I get bored and begin to fiddle with the rip in my pants.

I knew these damn things would rip.

(Ald Raathim:)

"Yes, yes, so you said." Aricyn's voice could be heard coming up the stairs.

"Look, why don't you just go down to the kitchen and get yourself a nice mug of cider. Calm your nerves. I swear, anything more than a wrinkled bedsheet and you think the world is coming to an end. Go on with you."

His white head crested the stairs, followed by the rest of him.

"Good morning. You look better. Had enough of walls and ceilings? I can walk you down to the Smith's Hall. They're repairing your axe.

"If it were me, that'd have been my first question."

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 11:52 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 04:42 AM)

"Us, her, protection," he said through clenched teeth.

"I wouldn't expect you to," he continued. "You're an outsider. Debent's a killer, plain and simple. He'll wrap those big arms around you and squeeze till you pop like an overripe grape. It's messes with buisness and now it has come to a head. What more do you want?"

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 11:54 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 03:52 AM)

"A small palace near a river, and a loyal woman. Neither of which I suspect you can provide, so I believe our business is concluded.

"Sir, you have been most cooperative, especially considering your obvious distress.

"If I were you, I'd be seen to by a good healer."

Rodastyr gave the man a sweeping bow.

"Good day to you."

He left to find the others.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 11:57 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 04:54 AM)

Tris had motioned to the others to stop at the sight of the open door. Now he relaxed as Rodastyr emerged.

"We found Debent, anyway," he said. "Lielle's not with you, so I take it you didn't find her."

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 12:00 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 03:57 AM)

"No, but I did have a conversation with some charming fellows."

Behind him, three darkly-clad, bleeding men stumbled their way quickly from the house.

"They say this gentleman here with you is a cold killer, after the girl. Interesting, that.

"Of course," he said, looking hard at Debent, "they're merely thieves, and one is not likely to bet on the word of a thief.

"Also, they have an idea where the girl may have gotten off to, but perhaps we sould discuss that in private."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 12:01 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 05:50 AM)

“I really don’t care what your question would be, really. I just need my axe, and you gave it to some unfit fah’gers. There’s no finer smith in this God forsaken town, then me.”

I push past the Nord and begin down the hall.

“No one can fix Luciel like me. No one. It would take the best Smiths in Nirn years to get Luciel as light, and weightless as I did. Lead me there with haste, maybe there’s still time to save her.”

I can’t believe this fool gave my axe to be fixed by amateurs.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 12:05 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 06:00 AM)

Loranna glances at Debent, then at the departing wounded men, then back to Rodastyr.

"Interesting, yes," she mutters.

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 12:05 PM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 04:01 AM)

"As you wish," Aricyn said, leading the way down the tower stairs and into town.

"As I understand it, our legendary Nord smiths are quite capable of shaving a treetrunk to fit an axehead, but if you'd prefer to do it yourself, I'm sure they haven't ruined anything yet."

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 12:06 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 05:00 AM)

The burly Breton stared after the thieves.

"Wait. They were in her house? And you're letting them go?" Debent asked. He turned to Tris. "I told you they had it in for me but, your friend is right. They're thieves and you can't trust a thief, right?"

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 05:05 AM)

Loranna glances at Debent, then at the departing wounded men, then back to Rodastyr.

"Interesting, yes," she mutters.

"So it does speak! I was wondering."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 12:11 PM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 05:06 AM)

"It looks like he let most of them go, anyway," Tris said quietly. "Rodastyr, any chance they took anything?"

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 12:12 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 04:11 AM)

"It looks like he let most of them go, anyway," Tris said quietly. "Rodastyr, any chance they took anything?"

"I doubt it. They had other things on their mind, and they weren't in the midst of thievery when I arrived.

"If I were the stealthy one of our little band, I might be inclined to follow the poor, limping bastards and see where the trail of blood ended, and what they reported to their superiors."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 12:13 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 06:05 AM)

The Nord’s comment doesn’t deserve a response. We’ll how good these “legendary Smiths” handle Luciel.

“Leading the way doesn’t involve talking.”

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 12:14 PM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 06:06 AM)

"You and Tris were having a perfectly fine conversation; I didn't see the need to butt in," Loranna counters smoothly.

"Anyway, we still have things to discuss, no?" she asks, looking at Debent.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 12:15 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 05:12 AM)

"That's just what I was thinking," Tris said. He patted Rodastyr's shoulder, and took a quick dash around the corner... and into the Void.

From within the Void, he watched the fleeing thieves.

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 12:21 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 05:14 AM)

"You and Tris were having a perfectly fine conversation; I didn't see the need to butt in," Loranna counters smoothly.

"Anyway, we still have things to discuss, no?" she asks, looking at Debent.

"Of course."

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 05:15 AM)

"That's just what I was thinking," Tris said. He patted Rodastyr's shoulder, and took a quick dash around the corner... and into the Void.

From within the Void, he watched the fleeing thieves.

They were as stealthy as men as wound as themselves could be while still hurrying. The meandering trail of blood wouldn't be that hard to follow for an observant person.

The thieves at last approached a dimly lit house across from the Dirty Muskrat and a row over. They knocked on the door in a paticular manner and then disappeared inside. The dim hall suddenly blossomed with activity, of course invisible to those outside.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 12:22 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 06:15 AM)

"That's just what I was thinking," Tris said. He patted Rodastyr's shoulder, and took a quick dash around the corner... and into the Void.

From within the Void, he watched the fleeing thieves.

"Hey, I'll do it." Wind replies before he sees Tris vanish. "Damn, never mind."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 12:23 PM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 05:21 AM)

"Of course."
They were as stealthy as men as wound as themselves could be while still hurrying. The meandering trail of blood wouldn't be that hard to follow for an observant person.

The thieves at last approached a dimly lit house across from the Dirty Muskrat and a row over. They knocked on the door in a paticular manner and then disappeared inside. The dim hall suddenly blossomed with activity, of course invisible to those outside.

Tris, from within the Void, watched the activity in the house.

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 12:23 PM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 04:13 AM)

The Nord’s comment doesn’t deserve a response. We’ll how good these “legendary Smiths” handle Luciel.

“Leading the way doesn’t involve talking.”

The Smith's Hall was a long, large, imposing timber hall, built Nord-style, just outside of the town proper. Smoke and steam bellowed from its carved chimneys, and Nords went to and fro from it's wide doors day and night, forging and repairing the arms and armor of an army.

Floki Longhammer met Aricyn at the door. He was an old, grey man with a permanent scowl, with arms like viney trees and pockmarked by decades of flying sparks.

He eyed the Orc appraisingly.

"Good day to you, Chief," he said to Aricyn. "If you're here for the axe, we've just started. I thought it deserved our best wood, and that's taking some time to whittle down. Takes magic, you know."

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 12:26 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 05:23 AM)

Tris, from within the Void, watched the activity in the house.

A few men scrabled for a healer and applied what supplies they had on hand to the wounds they could treat.

Others, many others, grabbed crossbows, knives, blades, and a plethora of other weapons. They we're angry, very much so.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 12:27 PM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 06:22 AM)

"Hey, I'll do it." Wind replies before he sees Tris vanish. "Damn, never mind."

Loranna gives Wind a small smile. "Don't worry dear; you get used to his suddenesss after a while."

"In any event, let's find someplace private to discuss what Rodastyr was mentioning."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 12:28 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 06:23 AM)

I look at the fossil of a Nord with contempt. "What're you going on about? What do you plan to do to my axe?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 12:30 PM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 05:26 AM)

"Fun," Tris said.

One possibility was to tell the group to scramble. Another was to stand and fight. He chose the third option. He emerged from the Void outside, rushed up to a city guard, and said, "Three thieves, caught them breaking into a house redheaded, they ran off into that house there!"

The guard left, and cries of "Halt!" soon filled the air.

He ducked into the Void again and returned to the others.

"You're not popular," he told Debent. "Her house, should we search it? Because the whole thieves' guild is on its way to kill you."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 12:37 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 06:27 AM)

Loranna gives Wind a small smile. "Don't worry dear; you get used to his suddenesss after a while."

"In any event, let's find someplace private to discuss what Rodastyr was mentioning."

“Okay.” The young, dark-skinned Bosmer says, with a shrug. “Someplace private?” A smile comes across Wind’s face. “Ma’am, I do think you’re coming on to me.”

Tris suddenly appears.

“You gotta teach me how to do that.”

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 12:37 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 05:30 AM)

Debent goes slack-jawed.

"The whole guild?" he looked to Rodayster. "What exactly did you do? Was there anything in there? I can't imagine there being anything left."

The large man drew his blade.

"Where should we go?"

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 12:40 PM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 04:28 AM)

I look at the fossil of a Nord with contempt. "What're you going on about? What do you plan to do to my axe?"

The old man looked long at the towering Orc, not speaking. The silence grew uncomfortable. Finally, he said, "Fixing it so a man like you won't just go and break it again. I take it you're not comfortable being parted from it? I can see that. It's a fine weapon. Good metal, decent smith. I've seen better, but it's good.

"The Chief doesn't ask me to sharpen steak knives, Lad. If I'm working on a weapon, it's getting the royal treatment. C'mon then, this way."

He led Gris and Aricyn to the far end of the hall, where two men sweated over a polished, black staff of wood that would make a fine mast for a small boat. It was being carefully fitted to the huge axe head.

"There she is," Floki said. "She told me her name was Luceil. You can see for yourself, we're taking good care."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 12:41 PM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 06:37 AM)

Any retort to Wind is lost in the wake of Tris's announcement.

"Er, I think 'out of town' is a good idea; I really don't see how fighting a whole guild's going to help matters any," Loranna says.

"Unless someone knows a way to settle this one diplomatically, that is ..."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 12:42 PM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 05:37 AM)

Tris laughed. "If you're as quick as you say, you might just figure it out some day."

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 05:37 AM)

"Where were you going before?" Tris said. "Out of town, for starters. Wherever she would have gone."

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 12:43 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 04:42 AM)

Tris laughed. "If you're as quick as you say, you might just figure it out some day."
"Where were you going before?" Tris said. "Out of town, for starters. Wherever she would have gone."

"Well," said Rodastyr, "the chaps in the house said that they thought the young lady might have headed to Crosswych. That might be a good direction to head, if we're intent on fleeing."

Posted by: Teleran Yesterday, 12:45 PM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 03:37 AM)

Teleran grinned, “Well, we could stay and fight…what? Alright, then we better not be here. Know any safe places to hide in the area, not guild-related? Or we could trek cross-country, that’s always more fun than hiding in a dank hole.”

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 12:47 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 05:43 AM)

"Well," said Rodastyr, "the chaps in the house said that they thought the young lady might have headed to Crosswych. That might be a good direction to head, if we're intent on fleeing."

"Crosswych? Good," Debent said. "Let us go, and go quick then."

A great clammoring rose in the distance.

"There are places out in hills that we could stay. Well, a few of us anyways."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 12:49 PM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 05:47 AM)

"Crosswych? Good," Debent said. "Let us go, and go quick then."

A great clammoring rose in the distance.

"There are places out in hills that we could stay. Well, a few of us anyways."

"Crosswych?" Tris said. "Crosswych Wood? Is there another Crosswych?"

He seemed, suddenly, to have lost momentum.

Posted by: Dinylos Yesterday, 12:51 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 05:49 AM)

"Crosswych?" Tris said. "Crosswych Wood? Is there another Crosswych?"

He seemed, suddenly, to have lost momentum.

"I can't think of any other," the large Breton said. "Why, what's the matter?"

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 12:51 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 06:49 AM)

"Crosswych?" Tris said. "Crosswych Wood? Is there another Crosswych?"

He seemed, suddenly, to have lost momentum.

Loranna frowns; Tris loosing steam always left her worried.

"We should get the others and our horses, now," she says, leading the way to the stables. "We can discuss this on the road if need be."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 12:56 PM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 05:51 AM)

"I can't think of any other," the large Breton said. "Why, what's the matter?"

"I'm going there," Tris said. "For another reason. Never mind."

His usual smile had disappeared from his face.

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 05:51 AM)

Loranna frowns; Tris loosing steam always left her worried.

"We should get the others and our horses, now," she says, leading the way to the stables. "We can discuss this on the road if need be."

"Right," he said.

The group hurried to the stables, reclaiming their rented horses and renting horses for the new arrivals.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 12:57 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 06:40 AM)

Surprising, not totally surprising, but close enough.

I look over the aged Nord with a sneer. “I’ll excuse your earlier comments, Nord, about the last smith who touched Luciel. Seen better, huh? We’ll see how Luciel feels when you’re done.”

I don’t wait for either Nord to respond. I turn on my heels and begin to leave the Smith’s Hall.

“Make haste, I would hate to see what happens when an Orc loses his patience.”

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 12:59 PM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 04:57 AM)

Flok smiled a broad, toothless smile at Aricyn.

"Fine one you got there, Chief."

"The finest," Aricyn replied. "Just like you, old man."

The old smith laughed and went back to work.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 01:05 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 06:56 AM)

"I'm going there," Tris said. "For another reason. Never mind."

His usual smile had disappeared from his face.
"Right," he said.

The group hurried to the stables, reclaiming their rented horses and renting horses for the new arrivals.

A look of understanding dawns on Loranna's face after a moment; she touches Tris's shoulder briefly, before they get onto their horses.

As the party leaves Westcastle, those near Loranna may hear her mutter, over the pounding of the horses' hooves:

"At least THIS time I didn't cause the damn city to go up in smoke before we ran off ..."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Yesterday, 01:06 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 06:56 AM)

Wind stands looking at everyone on horses.

Horses? I don't do horses. I'll meet you guys there. I got a buddy to meet up with."

With that, Wind turns and speeds off, kicking up a cloud of dust as he runs.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 01:14 PM

OOC:

The party is making a hasty exit from Menevia providence, heading to Anticlere providence, Crosswych Wood, which is about three days travel due west.

Anyone who wishes to be along with the main party is welcome to simply say you came with us for the ride - if you were doing other stuff before, just say you caught us in Westcastle as we were beating feet and we pulled you along

Small info blurb: Anticlere is a predominatly Mara-worshipping providence, and while Mara's clerics are very kindly and wise, they also are rather more given to wearing clothes than the Dibellian priests we've been accustomed to lately. Be aware the atmospere will be a trifle different, especially in the temples

And now, back to the show.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 01:19 PM

QUOTE(Arrogant_Hero @ Apr 19 2005, 06:06 AM)

"He is fast," Tris said, thoughtfully.

His foot was itching. He rubbed it against the stirrup without thinking, then realized that rubbing the ivory false limb would do no good. The itch belonged to another foot, one that wasn't attached to his body anymore.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 01:21 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 07:19 AM)

"He is," Loranna agrees. "And he seems a likable sort, too; I wonder how he came to know such a unique ... individual as Little John."

She looks over at Tris, and says in a gentler tone "That's where Dom is, isn't it dear?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 01:24 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 06:21 AM)

"That's where he was hanged, anyway," Tris said. "He's outside the walls, in the paupers' graves. The nearest priest of Arkay is in Baeldale, which is just a stone's throw away. And a nice big formal cemetary there. That's where I was hoping to move him to."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 01:28 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 07:24 AM)

Loranna gives a small smile. "That sounds like a good idea," she says. She remains quiet for several moments, thinking.

" ... By the time we get there, the cure should hopefully be finished," she comments. "It'll be time to head back, find Illidan, catch up on the happenings in Daruhn ..."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 01:30 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 06:28 AM)

"I should run back to Daruhn for you," Tris said, smiling. "I always imagine that Allie would send someone if anything were desperately wrong. She can keep track of more things than most people. But she has a baby now, that might make her distracted."

Posted by: w0nders Yesterday, 01:32 PM

Balmora-

The dark streets of Balmora were filled with low humming. Followed by the clumping of dancing boots, the vampires were celebrating something. Though what that something was, was unsure.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 01:36 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 07:30 AM)

Loranna frowns. "I didn't want to ask," she admits. "Though I admit, I'm wishing for a way to keep in contact with home while I'm gallavanting about. But since you've offered ..."

She smiles. "Though, if you know of any way a more mundane girl like myself can bounce from wherever to home and back again that doesn't involve knowing how to pull an Arynel, let me know. That was one of my standing 'need to look into' projects anyway ..."

Loranna gets a slightly distracted look on her face, thinking of Sen-Yedda.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 01:41 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 06:36 AM)

"Mages's Guilds are wonderful places," Tris said. "There's one in Ald Raathim now, remember? And there was one in Westcastle where we just were. The difference between a barmaid and the mistress of a Dres Castle is all in the mind. You have to learn to think without boundaries. There's no Mages's Guild in Crosswych, by the way."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 01:49 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 07:41 AM)

Loranna purses her lips. "Where is the next nearest?" she asks Tris. " ... And you're right; hell, I'm holding myself back a bit by riding this horse. My flying potions aren't as fast as you but they are faster than this, after all ..."

"Tris, something that's been weighing on my mind since we've been going through High Rock," Loranna says. "I don't think I really understand the truth worth of a septim - and I have hopes to contribute to Daruhn's coffers by my own efforts. Just how boundless should my thinking be, when it comes to trying to help Ald Raathim grow and prosper? You've more familiarity with wealth than me ..."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 01:57 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 06:49 AM)

"Um," Tris said. "My father would be spinning in his grave, if only he were dead. You realize you're talking to someone who went through half a million septims in six months? I am what they call a profligate spender. A wastrel. Still," and here he looked thoughtful, "I do know a lot about managing money. The thing is, an adventurer can pull in tons of cash. And then the right bankers can turn it into a steady income. I'd talk to Kallen about this."

Posted by: God of War Yesterday, 01:57 PM

QUOTE

The group hurried to the stables, reclaiming their rented horses and renting horses for the new arrivals.

Hearing all the ruccus from the guards and people screaming, Avrian abandons his feast and runs out into the street to see what is going on. He spots the party getting horses and heads over. He throws the stable boy 20 septims and rides off with the group.

"Can someone please explain to me what the hell is going on!" Avrian shouts over the noise of the horses hooves working on hard ground.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 02:02 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 07:57 AM)

"Tris hun I offered a hundred and sixty thousand septims as a single bribe just - what, a little over a week ago or something?" Loranna points out with a smile. "And the main reason I made that bribe so casually was because it had been just a part of the funds I drummed up to enchant my gear, support those farmers, smooth our way with the constable, and have some 'pocket change' for our rapidly-growing group of merry adventurers?"

"Talking to Kallen sounds good; when we get some quiet time, any tips you can offer about managing money would be greatly appreciated too," Loranna adds. "I am still mindful of the promise I made, and there are doubless still people who suffer from my trail through Skyrim and Morrowind."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 02:11 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 07:02 AM)

"Solunastra runs an orphanage in Skyrim now," Tris said. "I don't normally pay attention to the house finances but I was in the room when the arrangements were made. It's a lot of money, Loranna. A lot. Even for people like us."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 02:20 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 08:11 AM)

Loranna's face becomes slightly crestfallen, but she nods.

" ... I thought that's what the answer was," she says. "It will take a long while then before I'm truly ready; until then, I just do what I can, where I can."

She smiles a bit. "So, changing the subject, what can you tell me about this part of High Rock we're heading?" she asks.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 02:22 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 07:20 AM)

"I haven't been to Anticlere in years," Tris said. "I remember lots of rocks and not many trees. It's the sort of place that has a lot of history, ancient battles and all that, which I slept through. And of course Crosswych has a duke. It was his son that Dom killed in a duel. Duels are illegal, but no one does anything about them... unless you kill the wrong person."

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 02:25 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 06:22 AM)

"The Nine save us from Duke's sons that think they're swordsmen," Rodastyr said. "That Dom died a poor death. I never got to cross swords with him."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 02:28 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 08:25 AM)

"The Nine save us from Duke's sons that think they're swordsmen," Rodastyr said. "That Dom died a poor death. I never got to cross swords with him."

Loranna glances over at Rodastyr.

" ... Rodastyr, if I may ask, and I mean no offense by asking," she says, "but ... what is it that draws men to the duel? What's the allure? I still don't quite get it and it nags at me."

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 02:32 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 06:28 AM)

"Quite understandable, Lady. It is seldom that one of your fair sex hears the siren-song of the blade.

"It is simple, actually. All men strive for greatness. A select few realize that only in death is the question of superiority truly answered.

"Well, some, of course, just like the sight of blood."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 02:34 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 07:32 AM)

"If it weren't for how well I knew Dom," Tris said, with a meaningful look at Rodastyr, "I'd say it was overcompensation for lack of... stature."

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 02:35 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 06:34 AM)

"If it weren't for how well I knew Dom," Tris said, with a meaningful look at Rodastyr, "I'd say it was overcompensation for lack of... stature."

Rodastyr flashed a toothy grin at Tris.
"Yes, well, those lacking in both swordsmanship and... stature... often make that mistake.

"I find, personally, that swordsmanship and 'stature' often go hand-in-hand, and one may be judged by the other."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 02:37 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 07:35 AM)

Tris smiled a lazy grin. "Now, I know that not to be true. I've always been a mediocre swordsman."

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 02:39 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 06:37 AM)

Tris smiled a lazy grin. "Now, I know that not to be true. I've always been a mediocre swordsman."

Rodastyr let a loud laugh escape from beneath his moustache.

"If, young Gaerington, your sword was as fast as your wit, I would be meeting you in churchyard of an evening.

"Very droll, Sir."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 02:42 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 08:39 AM)

Rodastyr let a loud laugh escape from beneath his moustache.

"If, young Gaerington, your sword was as fast as your wit, I would be meeting you in churchyard of an evening.

"Very droll, Sir."

Loranna glowers at Rodastyr and Tris ... though a bit more at Rodastyr.

"This is not exactly helping me find the understanding I was hoping for ..." she says darkly. "Or maybe that's just me being a girl again. But no evening churchyard stature comparisons please; I'm rather fond of Tris and I'm at least admiring your skill, Rodastyr, and don't wish to feel like I need to drop a snow boulder on your heads."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 02:45 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 07:42 AM)

Tris cut his eyes sideways at Loranna in mock horror, then rolled his eyes at Rodastyr.

"Loranna my dear, I had just decided not to make the obvious comment on meeting him in the churchyard at night, and you had to go and do that! It seems to me, if you've been paying attention, this conversation was an excellent way to learn something of the true nature of duellists."

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 02:47 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 06:45 AM)

"I daresay, dear Lady, that if we two men were to compare stature in a churchyard, we might both put the steeple to shame.

""And the Nine did frown upon men, and cursed them, for daring to erect a tower taller than that of the divine." - Sir Eadward Ballsac. A fair playwright, but terribly overrated as a duellist."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 02:49 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 07:47 AM)

"The true history of the Dragon Break, as revealed by Rodastyr Masterhouse," Tris quipped.

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 02:50 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 06:49 AM)

"The true history of the Dragon Break, as revealed by Rodastyr Masterhouse," Tris quipped.

"Indeed, Sir. Time stops when my fly is open."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 02:52 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 08:50 AM)

"Indeed, Sir. Time stops when my fly is open."

And this is when I am thankful neither Slyvos nor I am telepathic anymore and thus my snippy comment about how someone else here could shame the steeple by himself shall never see the light of day, Loranna thinks to herself, covering her face to hide her grin.

"Well let's see Tris; to this poor girl it seems duelists have an obsession with greatness, finality, and lightning-fast strokes," she says.

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 02:53 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 06:52 AM)

"Haha! I daresay the Lady is as skilled in innuendo as are we, Master Gaerington."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Yesterday, 02:55 PM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 07:53 AM)

"Haha! I daresay the Lady is as skilled in innuendo as are we, Master Gaerington."

Tris was rendered speechless by laughter. When he was capable of speaking again, he said, "A mortal wound, I think. We'd best retire, when the ladies take the field.

"Truly, Loranna... it's danger that makes men feel alive. Duellists need more of that, for some reason. Perhaps they feel less alive to begin with."

Posted by: Shardie Yesterday, 02:56 PM

Caer Suvio, Cyrodiil

Maranda relaxed in the warm mineral baths that made Caer Suvio famous. Her trip to the Imperial City was but a short one, it seems her house in Narsis had been sold… for quite a profit too, considering the recent troubles… she was once again quite rich… but still not rich enough for the Mages Guild fee for transport to Daggarfall. Maranda sighed deeply… She would have to get a carriage there… she picked up a washcloth, and looked washed her body, it was strange, her skin was as white as the snow, without a mark on it, even after all this time, all the battles, not a scar left. Another girl walked into the public baths, as Maranda stopped admiring her skin to think about the road ahead. What would she say to her sister after she had gone so suddenly after all that time? She slowly pulled herself from the steamy waters, and wrapping a towel around her, wandered back to the dressing rooms…

Posted by: Rhedd Yesterday, 02:58 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 06:55 AM)

"Aye, Sir, although it pains me to say it. Life is but a passing dream, and all in it simply actors on a stage on closing night. How, then, does one find a spark of the divine? How does a mere mortal bring himself closer to that ideal of which we, as mortals, are robbed?

"I daresay this is why the fairer sex make only occasional duellists, for they are blessed with the divine power of creation. We men, however, must content ourselves with that other, mirrored and darker power of the divine: Destruction."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 03:04 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 19 2005, 08:55 AM)

Loranna looks thoughtful ...

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Apr 19 2005, 08:58 AM)

... which only intensifies when Rodastyr speaks his thoughts.

"I think I see now ..." she says, looking back and forth between Tris and Rodastyr.

" ... Thank you both, for taking the time to spell that out so I could grasp it," she says, smiling at both men. "I appreciate it."

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Yesterday, 10:38 PM

Cyrcius followed the group as it left the inn, and rejoined it as they walked through the streets. He heard their task and decided it was as good as any before he left to meet Starkad. When Wind rushed off to follow the men, Cyrcius almost followed, but decided against it. He joined the rest of the group in their ride to Crosswych and was enthralled by their discussion of dueling. When they had finished, Cyrcius rode up to Loranna/Grier and asked "Is their something unusual about that Khajit? I've noticed that his posture and body language, while almost flawless, doesn't quite match that of a regular member of the moon-folk. I thought to ask him the question, but he seems rather shy and I didn't want to bother him, and you seemed rather close. And what, may I ask, is your connection to Ald Raathim? I have heard of a swelling community on the mainland, but never heard all the details. I heard it was run by House Dres."

Posted by: Loranna Today, 12:00 AM

QUOTE(Lord Sephirus @ Apr 19 2005, 04:38 PM)

Loranna smiles at Cyrcius. "Always attentive and perceptive, dear Cyrcius; you leave me feeling half-blind to the world. Slyvos is a good person, though as you have already noted he is also a private one, and grateful I'm sure for your discresion."

"As for my connection to Ald Raathim ..." Loranna says, pausing for just a moment to collect her thoughts into a simple form. "I am the widow of the noble Knight of House Dres who lived in the castle at Ald Raathim. He passed away during the recent conflict at Red Mountain, and I inherited his estate."

Posted by: Aki Today, 12:42 AM

Reichi and Tohe rode with the rest of the group. Reichi however, was having trouble not viewing his horse as food. Being both a Werewolf and a Dunmer, it looked very, very tasty. He, however, managed to keep from eating the poor equine. Afterall, if he did, he'd probablly had to pay for it. Wouldn't have been worth it, plus, he would have had to ride with someone, or walk. Normally, he could have just ran in his Werewolf form in such a situation, but the new people with the group made that extremely risky.

Afterall, he would have to silence anyone who intended on revealling his secret to the general populace. Reichi didn't want to have to do that, but if push came to shove, he'd end up making someone short a tongue, or if they made it neccesary, their whole damn head.

Posted by: God of War Today, 02:31 AM

"Someone like to explain to me while we all took off so fast?" Avrian asks.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 02:35 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 19 2005, 08:31 PM)

"Someone like to explain to me while we all took off so fast?" Avrian asks to the group...

Loranna frowns a bit. "Well ... we're looking for this woman Lielle and fleeing from Westcastle's Thiefs Guild," she explains. "There's been some backroom dealing ..."

Posted by: God of War Today, 02:36 AM

"Backroom dealing, Im all to familiar with that kind of business." Avrian recounts all his experiences with the Thieves guild and wishes he would of never got mixed up. "I really dont think I ever am going to go back to the guild."

Posted by: Loranna Today, 02:43 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 19 2005, 08:36 PM)

Loranna listens to Avrian's tales of shady deals, double-crosses, and dishonor among thieves; her lips curl into a frown.

"From what you've said, it doesn't sound like a promising venue for you, dear," she agrees. "Have you given thought to what you will do now?"

Posted by: God of War Today, 02:46 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 19 2005, 07:43 PM)

Avrian considers the question then says, "Well I really dont have anywhere to go. I was thinking maybe I'd try and find a wandering group of adventurers somewhere to join up with." Avrian smiles.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 02:47 AM

QUOTE(God of War @ Apr 19 2005, 08:46 PM)

Avrian considers the question then says, "Well I really dont have anywhere to go. I was thinking maybe I'd try and find a wandering group of adventurers somewhere to join up with." Avrian smiles.

"There's good money in that; if I see any groups of adventurers I'll send them your way," Loranna says, heroically hiding a grin.

Posted by: Jakut Today, 03:03 AM

Didryn had slowly made his way to Westcastle, after learning that the party was not at the witches' cave. When he arrived, he found himself at the stable and was handed the reigns to a horse as the party passed by. He couldn't tell who had handed him the reigns, but he climbed atop the horse and steadily caught up to the party, still suffering painful thoughts of his family. Those who notice him may see signs of stress or pain on his light grey skin.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Today, 05:08 AM

"Avrian, I see the Thieves Guild in a different way, but I will be staying with this merry band for a while. I have to deliver the verdict of the Morrowind Guild to Master Thief Starkaad, then I'll be free for quite a while. On a more interesting note, I had an amusing thought. If this party had to become a traveling variety show, what would each of us perform. I would dearly love to hear some of my fellow adventurer's answers."

Posted by: Dinylos Today, 06:56 AM

Dust stirred on the well used road that connected Menevia to Anitclere. The horses made a steady progress towards the town of Crosswych. Time passed quickly, like the small talk amongst the companions.

Debent rode up next to Tris and leaned over in his saddle to talk to the young Breton as privately as possible.

"How long have you known these others you're with," he said nervously looking back, particularlly those that arrived on the road. Whenever one had arrived he seemed to jump in his saddle and wrap his hand around his blade's hilt. "I don't like the look of them, are you sure none of them are thieves?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 07:01 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 19 2005, 11:56 PM)

"I know for a fact some of them are thieves," Tris said. "Is that going to be a problem? I assure you, we have ways of making sure we aren't betrayed. None of us are lightweights."

Posted by: Dinylos Today, 07:08 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 20 2005, 12:01 AM)

"I know for a fact some of them are thieves," Tris said. "Is that going to be a problem? I assure you, we have ways of making sure we aren't betrayed. None of us are lightweights."

The large Breton eyed Tris for a short minute, as if making a comparison.

"Alright, I'll take your word for it," he said at last. Looking back down the road he added, "I'm surprised. I would have expected them to be hot on my trail by now. The guards must have truly been ready for them."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 07:11 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 20 2005, 12:08 AM)

"I did set the guards on them," Tris admitted. "And Rodastyr lopped a few crucial bits off, which may have given them pause. But it may be that they have other plans. Why are they so determined to get at you, what did you do to them?"

Posted by: Dinylos Today, 07:17 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 20 2005, 12:11 AM)

"What'd I do?" Debent asked. "I worked for the rich folk. Started with one of the local merchant's guilds undercut the prices on certain goods."

He gave a chuckle.

"I remember that night," he said pointing to a particularlly long ragged scar on his left forearm. "They didn't like that none to well. I wonder what finally tipped the constable in our favor."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 07:23 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 20 2005, 12:17 AM)

"Huh," Tris said. "We had a little bit of a run-in with the constable ourselves. He seems to like money."

Posted by: Loranna Today, 07:26 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 20 2005, 01:23 AM)

"Huh," Tris said. "We had a little bit of a run-in with the constable ourselves. He seems to like money."

"And he seems to dislike anything involving getting off his own ball of lard," Loranna mutters, just loudly enough to be overheard. "'I'm afraid gems don't pay the bills around here'; what a lazy s'wit ..."

Posted by: Dinylos Today, 07:29 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 20 2005, 12:23 AM)

"Huh," Tris said. "We had a little bit of a run-in with the constable ourselves. He seems to like money."

"Oh yes," Debent gave a long hard laugh. "Very much indeed. Otherwise he wouldn't have let this silly feud carry on for so long. All he had to do was sit and collect."

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 20 2005, 12:26 AM)

He cocked his head to the side grinning.

"Why what do you mean?"

Posted by: Loranna Today, 07:36 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 20 2005, 01:29 AM)

"Oh yes," Debent gave a long hard laugh. "Very much indeed. Otherwise he wouldn't have let this silly feud carry on for so long. All he had to do was sit and collect."
He cocked his head to the side grinning.

"Why what do you mean?"

Loranna shrugs. "Silly me, hearing of his reknowned greed, figured the quickest way to get what we needed from him was through his purse, so I offered him what I thought was a bribe too big to refuse. Not only did I overestimate how much THAT figure really was by a factor of ten, he THEN had the nerve to complain that I bribed in filled soul gems as opposed to gold."

She makes a sour face, but chuckes a bit right after. "It was a toss up to see which of us was going to get up and smack him for being such a dope, but we got what we were looking for so nothing to worry about. Last time I ever assume there's such a thing as an offer that can't be refused, though ..."

Posted by: Dinylos Today, 07:40 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 20 2005, 12:36 AM)

Debent smiled.

"Ah, that one is a peculiar one indeed," he said. "Likes to hear his wealth when he walks. Imagine the ring of anything else sounds like a slight to him. Poor sods."

He laughed again and turned to Tris.

"I like your friend here, what did you say her name was?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 07:42 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 20 2005, 12:40 AM)

"Grier," Tris said, after only a moment's hesitation. "She's our healer, good person to have at your back in a fight."

Posted by: Loranna Today, 07:46 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 20 2005, 01:42 AM)

"Grier," Tris said, after only a moment's hesitation. "She's our healer, good person to have at your back in a fight."

Loranna gives Debent a semi-jaunty salute. "A pleasure; I'd curtesy but I've yet to figure out how to do that on a moving horse without breaking something," she says with a grin.

Posted by: Dinylos Today, 07:50 AM

"A pleasure to meet such a fine lady as yourself," he said to Loranna after listening to Tris. "Such useful skills at your disposal too."

He managed to give a short bow to the Nord from his saddle. His then took on an odd twist and his nostrils flared as a whiff of something foul blew over the road.

"We're almost to the crossroad."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 07:51 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 20 2005, 12:50 AM)

"Crossroad," Tris said. "What's there? I smell something foul."

Posted by: sjvan0 Today, 08:01 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 20 2005, 03:51 PM)

"Crossroad," Tris said. "What's there? I smell something foul."

"I have a feeling I don't really want to know what's at the crossroad." Frostien said to no one in particuler. "And what is that foul stench?"

Posted by: Dinylos Today, 08:03 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 20 2005, 12:51 AM)

"Crossroad," Tris said. "What's there? I smell something foul."

"The locals like to, well, you'll see when you get there," replied the burly man. "They call it the Green Gallows, it's a rather nice spot this time of year, cept for the smell of course."

Posted by: Loranna Today, 08:05 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 20 2005, 02:03 AM)

"The locals like to, well, you'll see when you get there," replied the burly man. "They call it the Green Gallows, it's a rather nice spot this time of year, cept for the smell of course."

"A nice spot except for the smell and somewhat ominous name," Loranna says, wondering what the locals like to do.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 08:08 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 20 2005, 01:03 AM)

"The locals like to, well, you'll see when you get there," replied the burly man. "They call it the Green Gallows, it's a rather nice spot this time of year, cept for the smell of course."

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 20 2005, 01:05 AM)

"A nice spot except for the smell and somewhat ominous name," Loranna says, wondering what the locals like to do.

Tris felt a chill go down his spine. It seemed obvious what the locals would do at a place called the Green Gallows.

"I'm not sure I want to see," he said, with a laugh.

Posted by: Dinylos Today, 08:24 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 20 2005, 01:08 AM)

Tris felt a chill go down his spine. It seemed obvious what the locals would do at a place called the Green Gallows.

"I'm not sure I want to see," he said, with a laugh.

"We'll pass by quickly enough."

True to Debent's words the crossroads was quite the spot. It was rather shady. A large oak provided the most relief from the sun. It also provided the loacal's name. The tattered remnants of hundreds of ropes clung to the wide spread thick branches above the trail. Fortunately for the travelers only a handful seemed to be occupied at the moment, each corpse wore a sign around its neck stating the crimes committed. Murderers for the most part it seemed.

Parked near the wide trunk, just off the road, there was a wagon loaded with shovels and simple, long wooden boxes. Nearby a man dressed in chain mail and a pot helm directed to others, dressed in peasant garb and wielding poleaxes, to evict one of the Green Gallows' residents. They paid the passerbys no head as they went about their work.

As Debent came close he tried to study the faces. At least the ones that remained. This continued until he suddenly spat out a curse upon spotting an orc hanging by the ankle.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 08:27 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 20 2005, 01:24 AM)

Tris had never actually seen a hanged man. In Daggerfall, they took criminals out and shot them. He felt cold all over. He couldn't stop himself from looking. So, this was how Dom had finished.

"Why so many?" he asked. His voice sounded hoarse; he cleared his throat. "That's a lot of hanged men for such a little town. Someone you know?"

Posted by: Dinylos Today, 08:37 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 20 2005, 01:27 AM)

"Many?" Debent asked. "Oh, the ropes. Well this is a crossroad bandits try to catch a lot of travelers through here, not to mention the tree is quite old, although, I would say that the Green Gallows actually attracts most of 'er 'residents'."

He nodded to the orc, a murderer and a highwayman by the signs looped around his neck.

"Aye, that fool owed me several septims," he said gruffly. "Looks like he got into a nasty fight, all the bloodstains... and that nasty gash across the gut. No wonder they didn't hang him by the neck, he was already dead. Fresh, though, by the looks of that pool of filth there under him."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 08:39 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 20 2005, 01:37 AM)

Tris had seen a lot of dead people. His reaction took him by surprise. He had just enough time to hop off the horse before he vomited into the bushes.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 08:43 AM

Loranna stares at the grim spectacle through narrowed eyes, her mouth set in a tight line; to kill a person by hanging, she had once heard, was supposed to be quick, but to just leave the body out to rot like this, even as an example to others ...

It was ugly, and not in the superficial way either. She found herself smelling blood spilled on snow-covered streets, back in Snowhawk, and she had to hold her gorge down.

Hearing Tris vomit shakes Loranna out of her reverie ...

===

...in time for me to call for a lock on tihs topic; new topic being made now.

Loranna

Posted by: tegger Today, 08:46 AM

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