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Posted by: Loranna Oct 31 2005, 08:03 PM

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

Before we begin, we'd like to clarify a few things:

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Newcomers, we ask you to http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=141737&view=findpost&p=2871855 before starting up; everyone will be happier for it Also, read http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=141737 as soon as possible; this will give you an idea of who is in the RP.

To help you get up to speed, here is http://www.tc.umn.edu/~rhod0091/lrp/temp.html told from my character Loranna's perspective. This summary doesn't cover everything but it sums up some of the bigger events our campaign has covered. Note: I will probably update and edit this summary as time goes on.

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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, Chatspike server). 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, on the Chatspike server. 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.

If you do not have MIRC, you can http://www.chatspike.net/?p=javairc. Enter in a nickname where prompted and hit Submit. You'll be asked if you want to trust the signed applet. Hit Yes, and you'll be in the main chatspike channel. From there, type /join #Loranna_RP

You'll enter our chat channel and we can talk to you.

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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IMPORTANT: WE HAVE JUMPED SIX MONTHS INTO THE FUTURE; IT IS NOW RAIN'S HAND/SECOND SEED IN THE RP (i.e., April/May)

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Summary for Loranna: Loranna has just recently had the pleasure of meeting Dimonds parents, the Lord and Lady Moonguard, and had a brief lesson from the Lord Moonguard about the importance of a noblewoman to use noble manners instead of barmaid manners when in public. She has also found herself wishing to redefine noble manners for the good Lord and Lady of Moonguard ...

Posted by: syronj Oct 31 2005, 08:07 PM

Summary: Shaka, an Argonian battlemage, has travelled to Sentinel to speak with King Lhotun. He's preparing to travel to the House of Dibella in Cyrodiil in order to change to his true nature, Ra'Gada. Shaka is waiting in the royal zoo while Lhotun talks to his sister, Queen Aubk-i.

Posted by: Stargazey Oct 31 2005, 08:08 PM

ooc: Isidor, male nord, is talking with his lover Kethiah about Ingmar, who is applying for a job at the Nymph and Noggin, and happens to be an ex-lover of Kethiah. Oh, and though it isn't known yet, they're half brothers.

Tsei's in the Nymph and Noggin drinking, after talking with Slashes-With-Claws about going on a date.

Tyradil and Tilitalia are doing schoolwork.

Posted by: Argonians rule Oct 31 2005, 08:14 PM

Summary

Falco Redflash, male argonian rogue, is currently being tortured by Helseth's men. Surprisingly enough he has managed to make a few jokes to really piss them off.

Eats-With-Claws, male argonian warrior, is currently sulking around Ald Raathim, and generally feeling sorry for himself.

Posted by: Sheogorath Oct 31 2005, 08:34 PM

Summary

Goranthir is still undercover in Vvardenfell. His exciting tale will be told anon.

Kethiah is at the Nymph and Noggin, telling Isidor of her past relationship with the head chef they are considering hiring.

Helseth is in Mournhold. His torture-specialists are at work on Falco. They sometimes pretend to be pissed off, but they know that they will get the information they need out of him, as they are the best in the business.

King Lhotun and his sister Queen Aubk-i are in Sentinel at the royal zoo. They are about to have an audience with Shaka.

Posted by: syronj Oct 31 2005, 08:52 PM

When King Lhotun was at last free to talk, Shaka bowed and expressed wishes for his and his sister's health, and mentioned that he had been part of the company of adventurers some seven months ago when the King had aided the rescue of Lyssia.

"Your Majesty, some people believe that a king's or queen's touch can heal. What I'm asking is more complicated; a sample of blood for this vial. If I'm asking too much, perhaps I could ask one of your court instead."

Shaka went on to explain about the ingredients required by the House of Dibella before he could change to Redguard, omitting the discovery in the Spheres of the Gods of his true nature.

The Argonian waited for Lhotun's reply.

Posted by: Sheogorath Oct 31 2005, 08:56 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Oct 31 2005, 09:52 PM)

And he received it.

(OOC -- Gotta head out, but I told Shaka how it would go on this bizarre request to ask a King, albeit a benevolent one, for his blood).

Posted by: Tricrux Oct 31 2005, 09:30 PM

Summaries:

Lord Aristos and Lady Nobella of Moonguard, having arrived in Ald Raathim, made fools of themselves in front of the entire Noggin. They flipped when they discovered Diamond as a barmaid, and eventually left to seek shelter in the House of Dibella. Their new plan is to get Diamond to marry Tris.

Marein stood up for Diamond.

Diamond also stood up for herself. She does not want to go home.

Posted by: syronj Oct 31 2005, 09:46 PM

For years afterward, Shaka was to remember the afternoon he talked with King Lhotun and Queen Aubk-i. At first in the royal zoo, then in the gardens and near the four pools, and lastly on cushions in the palace while candles burned with their exotic scents.

In the end, Shaka bowed and took his leave, saying a courtier's words that he had read once but were nonetheless true: "To hear your words is to live, O King."

Shaka claimed the Spear and returned to Daruhn. It felt like an evening for the Nymph and Noggin, and talking to his friends.

Posted by: Loranna Oct 31 2005, 09:57 PM

After another day of furthering Ald Raathim's interests, Loranna heads to the Nymph and Noggin, wanting a mead and a chance to relax. The late evening held the promise of more alchemical experiments, and then the arms of her husband ...

"Hello dears," Loranna says as she enters, signlaling a barmaid to bring her a mead. "How has the day met you?"

Posted by: Tricrux Oct 31 2005, 10:09 PM

Diamond brought a mead over and, seeing others coming, prepared a few more drinks and then stood near Loranna.

"It's been a crazy few days, hasn't it? Falco, and then my parents..."

Posted by: Stargazey Oct 31 2005, 10:09 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Oct 31 2005, 08:04 PM)

Isidor frowned. "Well, I wouldn't be happy if it was me." He kissed her, for a moment, and then spoke. "I'm fine with it, as long as it doesn't bother you. We've all done things we'd rather forget in the past, like my experience with that courteasn in Daggerfall."

"Anyway," he said, shaking his head before speaking, "as I said. If it doesn't bother you, it doesn't bother me."

Isidor, Kethiah and Ingmar talked for a while after that. It was allright with Isidor if Ingmar worked there, as there was nothing between him and Kethiah and anymore.

After the conversation about employment was over, the conversation shifted to more enjoyable matters.

And, at one point, Ingmar mentioned his father's name. Isidor realized, with some surprise, that it was his father's name too. After more discussion, and some other questions, it became evident that they were related.

When Loranna entered the bar, Isidor looked up, still amazed that Ingmar was his half brother.

"Hail, Loranna! I'd like you to meet my brother, Ingmar. Er, rather, half brother."

Posted by: syronj Oct 31 2005, 10:16 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Oct 31 2005, 10:57 PM)

"It went better than I had a right to expect, Dres Loranna, " said Shaka, settling into a table with a dark beer. He briefly took a crystal vial from a pouch; the blood gleamed crimson in the firelight.

Shaka included others of his friends as he recounted the day in Sentinel. "The audience with Lhotun and his sister Aubk-i stretched out longer than any of us had anticipated. They turned out to have a quality not common among royals or the rest of us: the ability to see beneath surfaces."

"The king was reluctant at first to donate his blood, understandably. Who could say what ritual it might be used in, if I weren't telling him the truth? As he pointed out to me, he had to think not only of himself but of the good of his people. And as he said to me at one point, while he remembered that I had been among the company who rescued Lyssia, 'I don't really owe you anything, Shaka.' "

He paused to drink from the tankard. "But somehow we made a breakthrough; we had been talking about the nature of a being's identity. What is it to be a free being; what does it mean to be Ra'Gada?"

"Lhotun and Aubk'i discovered I had more of the Redguard spirit than I had realized; to be a warrior, but more of a loner or adventurer than a soldier in the ranks."

"And eventually the king agreed with the strange request for Redguard blood. But on the condition that I visit him again when the change is over, that he might see the Redguard who waited within."

Posted by: Loranna Oct 31 2005, 10:26 PM

Loranna grins at Diamond, though her epression still bears some marks of worry. "Indeed Dimond; surprises await every day ..."

Upon hearing Isodir, she quips to Diamond "See?" before turning to greet Ingmar. "Hello; welcome to Ald Raathim, Ingmar. I see you and Isidor have been doing some catching up ..."

Loranna wonders how much of that catching up involved Isidor's tale of exile and death in his home village; there didn't seem to be any overt hostility between the two half-brothers, yet still Loranna had a funny feeling ...

Then, when Shaka told his tale, she blinks, saying " ... This is a day full of surprises; congratulations Shaka ..."

Posted by: syronj Oct 31 2005, 10:27 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Oct 31 2005, 11:26 PM)

"Thank you, Loranna."

Now Shaka knew why the Nord had seemed familiar. He reached over to shake Ingmar's hand.

Posted by: Stargazey Oct 31 2005, 10:30 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Oct 31 2005, 11:16 PM)

"It went better than I had a right to expect, Dres Loranna, " said Shaka, settling into a table with a dark beer. He briefly took a crystal vial from a pouch; the blood gleamed crimson in the firelight.

...

"And eventually the king agreed with the strange request for Redguard blood. But on the condition that I visit him again when the change is over, that he might see the Redguard who waited within."

QUOTE(Loranna @ Oct 31 2005, 11:26 PM)

Loranna grins at Diamond, though her epression still bears some marks of worry. "Indeed Dimond; surprises await every day ..."

Upon hearing Isodir, she quips to Diamond "See?" before turning to greet Ingmar. "Hello; welcome to Ald Raathim, Ingmar. I see you and Isidor have been doing some catching up ..."

Ingmar shook Shaka's hand. "Nice to meet you."

Loranna wonders how much of that catching up involved Isidor's tale of exile and death in his home village; there didn't seem to be any overt hostility between the two half-brothers, yet still Loranna had a funny feeling ...

Then, when Shaka told his tale, she blinks, saying " ... This is a day full of surprises; congratulations Shaka ..."

"Good to hear, Shaka. I hope you get what you're looking for." Isidor said, somberly.

Ingmar smiled at Loranna and said, "Thank you, m'am. I hope to enjoy my stay here, however long it might be."

Ingmar shook Shaka's hand and said, "A pleasure to meet you, Shaka."

Posted by: Aki Oct 31 2005, 10:33 PM

OOC Summary

Reichi had, while lounging about the Nymph and Noggin, managed to briefly join in on standing up for Diamond by pointing out the only difference between a noble and a common was wealth and social status, and that he, who had been grouped with the others of less class had killed several House Nobles, which managed to scare the Lord and Lady of Moonguard somewhat.
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"Quite full," Reichi concured with Loranna. "No wonder he looked familar..." Reichi said, glancing at Ingmar. "And Shaka, that will probablly work out rather well, if a King's blood, has any bearing on the transformation. It'll interesting to see what you look like after its all done."

Posted by: Loranna Oct 31 2005, 10:52 PM

Isidor and Ingmar looked like they both wanted to do some more catching up; Loranna let them talk among themselves, knowing that when Isidor was ready to discuss his newfound half-brother, he would.

"I wish I'd been present for your conversation with Their Majesties," Loranna says to Shaka. "I imagine it must have been interesting - especially after our experiences last year."

Posted by: syronj Nov 1 2005, 12:19 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Oct 31 2005, 11:52 PM)

"I wish you could have been there also, my Lady. I should have taken Anya and Telera. Anya expected to travel with me - - I'm not sure what Tel is planning these days. But as I told Anya, I'd hope she could go with me to Cyrodiil and the House of Dibella at least. I have to admit I'm a little nervous about returning to visit Lhotun as a Redguard, if all goes well, but it's the least I can do."

"I understand congratulations are in order, Loranna. No wonder you seemed to be glowing when I spoke to you in the mirror."

Posted by: Loranna Nov 1 2005, 12:23 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 1 2005, 01:19 AM)

"Thank you," Loranna says, smiling. "Tris says I'm being foolish telling everyone before it's obvious; as I told him, the next time I'll not let people know right off the bat."

"Still ... it's some cheer in wartime, which is good. And I'm glad to hear your own quest is coming along well; I had been wondering how it would go. So everything is set now?"

"And I wouldn't worry about you returning to King Lhotun; I'm sure he'll see what we all sw," she adds with a wink. "A handsome Ra'Gada with an easy smile."

Posted by: syronj Nov 1 2005, 12:32 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 1 2005, 01:23 AM)

"Thank you," Loranna says, smiling. "Tris says I'm being foolish telling everyone before it's obvious; as I told him, the next time I'll not let people know right off the bat."

"Still ... it's soem cheer in wartime, which is good. And I'm glad to hear your own quest is coming along well; I had been wondering how it would go. So everything is set now?"

"And I wouldn't worry about you returning to King Lhotun; I'm sure he'll see what we all sw," she adds with a wink. "A handsome Ra'Gada with an easy smile."

Shaka would have blushed if not for the scales; he did seem to turn a lighter green for a second. "That's kind of you, Loranna."

"My quest is set, I think; hopefully my gift of Beauty to the temple will be acceptable. I have a couple of ideas, partially from Telera and Anya."

"An odd thing has occurred to me, though; fatherhood is outside of my experience, but if I become Redguard I will have to be prepared for whatever the future holds."

Shaka was thoughtful over what that might mean. Marriage? Even children, though he felt set in his ways. Whether for men or mer in relationships, there would always be consequences, and next steps.

Posted by: Loranna Nov 1 2005, 12:36 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 1 2005, 01:32 AM)

"Fatherhood is on several peoples' minds nowadays, I should imagine," Loranna says with a small smile. "Or I suppose we should say parenthood, since it's on my mind as well."

She looks at Shaka for a moment, debating bringing up her own parents, or the fact that so many of their friends had had problems with their parents. It was so prevalent among their circle of friends, it probably didn't bear repeating.

Posted by: S'reddit Nov 1 2005, 03:26 AM

Goranthir, undercover in Vvardenfell, made some pie.

Posted by: S'reddit Nov 1 2005, 03:26 AM

Kethiah helped Tyradil and Tilitalia with their homework, and then came downstairs to make sure everything was going smoothly in the tavern. She smiled, but her mind was occupied. Isidor wanted to know how many men I've slept with right away. Clearly, he's the jealous sort. But then he agrees to hire on one of my former lovers, and then, upon discovering that he's his half-brother, seems delighted. He is either different than I thought he was. Kethiah thought. Or this situation is going to explode in all of our polite faces.

When she saw Loranna at the tavern, she motioned to her. There was news.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 1 2005, 07:43 AM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Nov 1 2005, 04:26 AM)

In reality, Isidor was not different then Kethiah thought. He was just amused. In all honesty, what were the chances of this? 1 in 1,000,000? As long as Ingmar kept his hands to himself, and if it didn't bother Kethiah, things would be allright.

For now, Isidor was sitting at the bar, drinking mead. He would've liked to have asked, "Who was better?", but he bit his tongue.

Posted by: vaanic~one Nov 1 2005, 11:30 AM

OOC Summary: Vaan, the Muatramer order of protection grandmaster, is around Ald raathim, enjoying a vacation/propaganda collection run.

Posted by: Loranna Nov 1 2005, 02:04 PM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Nov 1 2005, 04:26 AM)

Seeing Kethiah, Loranna excused herself from her current conversation and headed over to the red and violet eyed Dunmer woman, offering a quick smile.

"Hi dear; what is it?" she asks.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 02:38 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 1 2005, 03:04 PM)

Seeing Kethiah, Loranna excused herself from her current conversation and headed over to the red and violet eyed Dunmer woman, offering a quick smile.

"Hi dear; what is it?" she asks.

"Briefly," Kethiah whispered, taking Loranna into a private room. "The date for Falco's trial is the day after tomorrow, with the execution to follow immediately if he is found guilty, which he almost assuredly is. They are giving it a couple more days to interrogate him. He's holding out now, but he'll crack.

"If he's holding out, hoping for a rescue by the Redorans, that won't happen. They agreed to hire him on as a privateer, but as far as they've fallen from their noble ideals recently, they weren't willing to embrace the horror show the Butcher of the Bay provided. They didn't try to stop him, because he was effective, but they're not going to do anything to stop his execution.

"The big news, however, is that the Imperial fleet has been sighted off of Solsteim, coming south. The Redoran and Indoril likely know that they're coming to reinforce Molag Mar, and are moving to take it before they arrive ..."

(OOC -- Gotta head out for an hour or so, so Kethiah is speaking fast )

Posted by: Loranna Nov 1 2005, 02:48 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 03:38 PM)

Loranna frowns a bit. " ... I don't think he expects to be rescued," she says. "Knowinf Falco he's simply making things as hard as he can for the King's interrogators."

"The news of the Imperial fleet is welcome ... assuming it makes it to Molag Mar. Allie will want to know this if she doesn't already; I'll see to contacting her."

This was turning out to be an eventful week ...

(ooc: yeah, me too; be back soon)

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 1 2005, 03:56 PM

Slashes-With-Claws, commander in the army of Ald Raathim, is busy keeping his troops trained and making patrols of the surrounding area.

But other things are on his mind.

He pondered exactly how he would handle the dinner that he would have with Tsei. He decided he would go with as close to a traditional argonian meal as he could. He would have to buy a small animal, just enough for the two of them, he would let Tsei make the killing bite. Perhaps he should make more of the tasty marsh drink he had made yesterday. The drink, heshkal, is poisonus to soft skins, but harmless to, and popular with, argonins. He had no time today to have the dinner, he had too much work to do, but perhaps tomarrow.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 1 2005, 04:04 PM

Ingmar walked over to a table, and sat silently, waiting until Kethiah was done speaking to Loranna.

ooc: Out for a little while.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 05:42 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 1 2005, 05:04 PM)

Ingmar walked over to a table, and sat silently, waiting until Kethiah was done speaking to Loranna.
ooc: Out for a little while.

"Have you been shown around the kitchen?" Kethiah asked him, when she noticed him looking at her.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 1 2005, 05:49 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 05:42 PM)

"Have you been shown around the kitchen?" Kethiah asked him, when she noticed him looking at her.

"Um, yes." Ingmar said, looking up from his drink. "That's not what I wanted to talk to you about though, Kethiah. Does my being here bother you? Isidor seemed fine with it, especially after that interesting little revelation ... But you still seemed... unsettled, or something."

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 05:57 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 1 2005, 06:49 PM)

"Yes, you both seem relaxed about working with a half-brother you didn't know existed, who has a woman you both have been with," Kethiah shook her head. "I'm realizing more and more everyday that I'm not as tough as I thought I was. If you both are truly comfortable with this rather, to my way of thinking, peculiar situation we're in, I'll grow to accept it. But I won't pretend it's not strange."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 1 2005, 06:17 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 05:57 PM)

Ingmar frowned slightly, and said, "Well, I never meant to discomfort you." He stood from his seat, and looked at her, more closely.

"Isidor's a lucky man. I think I can manage to grow comfortable here, if everyone is allright with me being here. Kethiah, you broke my heart, before. Don't know if you realized that or not. It took me a while to get over it, but I'm over it now. I will try to work here, and if I bother you, well, you can fire me, can't you?" He said, with a smile.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 06:24 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 1 2005, 07:17 PM)

Kethiah's eyes softened at Ingmar's words.

"Oh, you think it'll be easy to fire Isidor's brother?" she said with a small smile. "I'm having trouble telling you to stop drinking, get off your butt, and get to work. And if you talk to any of the staff, you'll know that I normally have no problem telling them to do that."

Posted by: Argonians rule Nov 1 2005, 06:25 PM

Morunhold

Helseth's skilled men and women did their job well. Falco was cracking. He had stopped insulting them entirely, instead simply screaming in agony as one insidious device after another was used to cause him excruciating pain.

Finally, after non-stop torture for what seemd like eternity, he did something he had never done before. Falco Redflash begged for mercy, saying that he would tell them all he knew if they would just stop.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 1 2005, 06:29 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 06:24 PM)

Ingmar smiled, and laughed a little. "Yes m'am. I'll get to work, looks like the dinner crowd's coming in anyway." He nodded to her, and made his way to the kitchen.

Isidor sat at the bar, still sipping his drink, this time a comberry juice.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 06:31 PM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Nov 1 2005, 07:25 PM)

The lead interrogator stopped for a few moments, and then Falco heard Helseth's voice.

"Tell us everything you know about the Redoran and Indoril forces in Vvardenfell, Butcher," he said cooly. "If you lie, we will proceed to advanced techniques which will only cease when your mind is gone entirely, and only your pain remains."

Posted by: Argonians rule Nov 1 2005, 06:35 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 03:31 PM)

The argonian looked up, nodded his head and told them all he knew. Falco's knowledge consisted mostly of Redoran fleet movements, conditions, size, and suplly lines; all the knowledge one might pick up spending time in the harbors. When he had finished divulging information he spoke again through pained breaths, "Is that enough? It's all I know, I swear!"

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 06:37 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 1 2005, 07:29 PM)

"Well," said Kethiah, ruffling Isidor's hair from behind. "I'm on the record as being the uncomfortable one about this whole situation. I told your brother I'd try to adjust, but you need to let me know if things start to bother you too. I don't want you to be quiet about it, just because I'm going to try to make the best of it."

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 06:44 PM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Nov 1 2005, 07:35 PM)

"You'll know in a half a day if that's enough," Helseth replied. "If the torture begins again, either we need more information or what you've provided was a lie. When your trial begins, you'll know we're satisfied with your level of cooperation."

Posted by: Argonians rule Nov 1 2005, 06:48 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 03:44 PM)

He nodded Falco what have liked to say something along the lines of "[censored] you Helseth!" but held back that particularly enticing thought. He instead tried a request he had been wanting to ask since he got here. "Helseth, may I formally request a visitor?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 06:51 PM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Nov 1 2005, 07:48 PM)

"You may request anything you like," said the King of Morrowind. "But I will need to have a very good reason to grant the request of the likes of you."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 1 2005, 06:52 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 06:37 PM)

Isidor turned around, and kissed her, with a smile. "Well, I'll let you know if I'm uncomfortable. I can imagine," He said, frowning, "how uncomfortable this must be for you, though. I wouldn't want and old lover and a new one around me all the time. Well, if he ever bothers you, in any way, let me know, so I can punch him."

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 07:00 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 1 2005, 07:52 PM)

Kethiah laughed and kissed Isidor back. "I sincerely doubt that'll be necessary, and I can do my own punching as you know -- but I'll keep that in mind, my sweet barbarian."

Posted by: Argonians rule Nov 1 2005, 07:00 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 03:51 PM)

"You may request anything you like," said the King of Morrowind. "But I will need to have a very good reason to grant the request of the likes of you."

Falco's face showed true dissapointment then. He decided that he didn't care what the consequences of his next sentence were, he simply said it, "[censored] you, Helseth! I hope you die a miserable [censored] death, you filthy [censored] cur!" at this point he broke into a garbled barrage of insults in hist, wich would be too long and vulgar to list at the moment.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 1 2005, 07:06 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 07:00 PM)

Kethiah laughed and kissed Isidor back. "I sincerely doubt that'll be necessary, and I can do my own punching as you know -- but I'll keep that in mind, my sweet barbarian."

Isidor frowned, and mentally kicked himself. "I'm sorry ... I didn't mean to be patronizing. Or overprotective. Ingmar seems like a good guy, anyway." Isidor thought for a moment and said, "Do you feel bad; about what went on with him? Or was it just an obstacle in the way of your job?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 07:09 PM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Nov 1 2005, 08:00 PM)

Helseth smiled. "If that is your ideal of a formal request, you have been with rough company too long, Butcher. I was listening for a rationale to grant you your request, but you chose to squander it. As for wishing me a miserable death, the difference is that I can guarantee one for you."

To the interrogator, he added, before leaving. "I want this reptile ten percent descaled by the time I return."

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 07:14 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 1 2005, 08:06 PM)

"He is a good man, like his brother," Kethiah nodded. "It was just an obstacle in the way of a job. But I did hurt him, and even before I knew he was your brother, I apologized for that."

Posted by: Argonians rule Nov 1 2005, 07:15 PM

As Helseth left Falco called after him, "you'll get yours Helseth! You'll get yours! It may not be today! It may not be tomorrow! But rest assured. Someday, somewhere you'll get put in your place!"

And here is where the scene ends....with the descaling of a reptile.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 1 2005, 07:21 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 07:14 PM)

"He is a good man, like his brother," Kethiah nodded. "It was just an obstacle in the way of a job. But I did hurt him, and even before I knew he was your brother, I apologized for that."

Isidor smiled. "I think I love you more every day." He kissed her again, and said, "Well, we should be getting back to work now, I guess. Looks like more people are coming in. And thank you, Kethiah, for being so accepting. Of my whole family."

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 08:08 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 1 2005, 08:21 PM)

Kethiah kissed Isidor again, and they both got to work. It wasn't until later, while passing by the kitchen and noticing just for a second how big the muscles on Ingmar's arms were as he was chopping vegetables, she thought, Oh, yes, I'm a fine woman for being so accepting of his brother. I remember accepting him in the storeroom in the kitchen in Winterhold.

She left quickly to check to see if there were rooms available for a merchant who had stopped by unexpectedly.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 1 2005, 09:37 PM

Summary

Kratos is in Molag Mar, awaiting the arrival of Imperial troops that were promised to the King's effort on Vvardenfell.

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Captain Ivelaes Vandal is in Ald Raathim. He has learned that his long lost father is indeed Grandmaster Kratos of the Order of War.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 1 2005, 10:04 PM

Mount Kand

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 1 2005, 10:37 PM)

Kratos is in Molag Mar, awaiting the arrival of Imperial troops that were promised to the King's effort on Vvardenfell.

A flock of cliff racers exploded into the dusty sky, reacting the the rumbling footfall of the approaching Redoran and Indoril army. They found refuge in the cave of Assu, not to come out until the soldiers, passing on towards Molag Mar, were gone.

They were at least a day's march from Molag Mar, but close enough for intelligence to come to Kratos, telling him of imminent danger.

Posted by: syronj Nov 1 2005, 10:50 PM

Shaka had begun the first efforts to physically camouflage the trail from Ald Raathim to his home. Besides felling a number of trees at strategic points, he planted many shoots of a bamboo-like tree that should grow quickly. He couldn't cover all the trail, but he could at least make a start.

The yurt itself was similarly covered with branches and planted around with fast-growing bamboo and other vegetation. He decided to cut blazes in certain trees to allow those in the know to still find the trail; perhaps coded daedric lettering . . . .

At the end of the day's work, Shaka sat on the log bench before his yurt. The bench now more resembled a fallen tree, but he had kept the view of the bay clear for now.

Shaka was engaged in something he had thought to outgrow lately: brooding. It was almost time to travel to Cyrodiil and attempt to Change to Ra'Gada, but he would be travelling alone. Anya and Telera had chosen not to accompany him on the quixotic effort.

Even so, his brooding wasn't as deep as it would have been the previous year. Perhaps Shaka had grown up a little, as had most of the others of Loranna's company.

Posted by: S'reddit Nov 2 2005, 12:01 AM

Vivec

It had taken some days to be accepted into the folds of the Church of the Tribunal, the new faction on the island of Vvardenfell which held tightly to the belief that no member of the Tribunal was dead or even gone from Morrowind, as Goranthir understood Vivec to be. Still, it was simply a matter of being dour, and pious, and spitting on anything that wasn’t Dunmer in origin.

There were bonfires throughout the Redoran, Arena, St. Delyn and St. Olms cantons of Vivec, where books, clothing, furniture, anything that was Imperial or foreign was burned.

Goranthir had talked to many true believers in addition to Helseth’s spies in the city, but the faithful seldom have great insight on themselves. They knew what they had seen: Almalexia, Sotha Sil, and Vivec were walking among them.

On the second day in Vvardenfell, Goranthir had a stroke of luck, meeting someone who introduced him to Moonstone, the archcanon of the Church. He was a simple, unremarkable-looking Dunmer of middle age and modest dress with eyes like fire. Goranthir guessed he was mad, but there was little doubt of his charisma.

Moonstone told him that Vivec himself had seen Goranthir (or, Galos, as Goranthir called himself in Vvardenfell) and would visit him soon. Apparently, Vivec was impressed with Goranthir’s faith. Apparently, Vivec was a poor judge of character, Goranthir thought.

He reported what he had heard to Helseth’s spies for dissemination, but he was careful. Goranthir’s job was to find out who the false Tribunal were – and he wanted to make sure that if whoever was pretending to be Vivec actually was going to visit him, he would give him no reason to be suspicious.

He knew Allerleirauh and Tris were watching him, and he hoped they were watching him often. Despite Helseth's spies being present, he felt very much alone in a hostile world.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 2 2005, 07:33 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 08:08 PM)

On one of his breaks, Ingmar talked animatedly with Cidala, at a table near where Kethiah was working, just so he could see her reaction, if there was one.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 2 2005, 09:01 AM

It was early morning in Ald Raathim, Slashes-With-Claws was at his desk finishing up a report for the general.

there came a knock at the door and a voice, "Commander Slashes-With-Claws?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"There is a crate for you at the docks." A ship had come in not long ago and was busy being off loaded.

"I will be there shortly." Excitement showed on Slashes' scaly face, but to most people it could have been indigestion for all they knew. He dropped his quill in the inkwell, strapped on his claymore, grabbed his fur helm and was out the door in moments.

It had finally come, after months of waiting it had finally come. It had cost him a lot to get it all the way from the marsh in the middle of a war, but it was worth it. He told the dock workers to take the crate to his room.

In his room he opened the crate, it was stuffed with dried marsh reeds for padding. On to was a letter, written in argonian script. Following is a rough translation:

Most honored son,
If you are reading this then, amazingly, the crate made it. It took a lot to get it there, I sure hope it fits. Your mother and I are most happy to hear from you and hope you are well. Things are very quiet at the fort here, we have seen no slave raiders for months. Your mother also sent a few herbs she thought you might find useful in your alchemy. Be sure to come see us and the rest of the clan when the war is over. May you be sunned and warm, and may your claws strike deep.
Your Father
PS: I told you that stuff you wore was too light.

Slashes put the note to the side and dug into the dried reeds, soon uncovering a dark green helm. The helm was of most unusual design. It was open faced, but had a piece that looked like it was suppoes to protect the nose, but the nose piece was not at the right angle for man or mer. It had eye holes to the sides of the nose piece, but they were in an unusual position. The forehead of the helm was decorated with the red outine of an eye. the back of the helm was spiked in design.

Slashes put his fur helm aside and put on the new one. It fit perfectly. He tapped it with a claw, the hard metal clinked. Finally, he thought, good head protection. He had been wanting something better since the battle of Tel Silgrad, an arrow had torn through his fur helm and grazed his skull. Had the arrow been at a different angle he would have been killed.

Slashes continued to search the box, he pulled out pauldrons and bracers, and then a cuirass. the cuirass was scale metal, more flexable than solid plate, but stronger than chitin, leather, or even bonemold. Slashes had learned that the light chitin was not good in large battles, it could not take a strong hit.

He searched again, the greeves had a nice hole for a tail, and one more piece in the box, foot shields. Finally, some foot protection, durring Tel Silgrad an arrow had gone through his unprotected left foot. It was imposable to find any foot armor for an argonian around here.

He took of the chitin he wore and doned the new armor. It was heavier than he was used to, but still flexable enough for him; he would need to practice with it though. The armor fit perfectly, it was nice to actually have armor that did not need some alterations to work properly. In the bottom of the crate was a small box full of herbs and plants from the marsh, they might prove useful.

slashes put his light armor away, it still would be useful for stealth and ambush, the metal armor clinked too much.

Slashes strapped on his claymore again and stepped out into the town in the armor of the argonian army. He had only been able to get the armor because his father was commander at a fort.

In the back of his head one more thing came to mind, he had a dinner to plan.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 2 2005, 01:48 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 2 2005, 08:33 AM)

On one of his breaks, Ingmar talked animatedly with Cidala, at a table near where Kethiah was working, just so he could see her reaction, if there was one.

Kethiah's only reaction was to leave the immediate vicinity, seemingly on other business. She was a woman who seldom stayed in one place for very long.

At the door, she met Kallen. The castellian was out of breath, and less composed than usual.

"Is the Lady here?" he asked.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 2 2005, 03:42 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 1 2005, 08:04 PM)

Mount Kand
A flock of cliff racers exploded into the dusty sky, reacting the the rumbling footfall of the approaching Redoran and Indoril army. They found refuge in the cave of Assu, not to come out until the soldiers, passing on towards Molag Mar, were gone.

They were at least a day's march from Molag Mar, but close enough for intelligence to come to Kratos, telling him of imminent danger.

Molag Mar

The information had reached Kratos all but too fast. It was overwhelming, but expected. With Molag Mar being the only city completely under Temple control an attack wasn't surprising.

The Muatramer had been roused and the fortifications had been activated. The canton was locked down and archers stood on the top near the plaza. There was no way they were going to be caught with there pants down now.

Kratos stood near the archer lines, giving orders and pointing toward the giant dust cloud that was approaching. They were ready but Kratos knew they were massively outnumbered. Kratos also knew he had an ace up his sleeve, however. The Indoril and Redoran forces couldn't reach Molag Mar for quite some time. In that time anything was possible.

Posted by: Loranna Nov 2 2005, 04:39 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 2 2005, 02:48 PM)

Loranna comes up, not quite able to hide her concerned look; Kallen rarely lost his composure ...

"What is it?" she asks urgently.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 2 2005, 04:47 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 2 2005, 05:39 PM)

Loranna comes up, not quite able to hide her concerned look; Kallen rarely lost his composure ...

"What is it?" she asks urgently.

"My apologies, sera," Kallen said, his face turning calm, but no less concerned. "The Queen Mother has spoken through the Mirror, looking for you on urgent business. Molag Mar is about to be under siege by an overwhelming force, which will decimate them without reinforcements. The Imperial fleet is on its way, but it will arrive to a smoking ruin unless ships are sent that can arrive there before it, and stave off for invasion. She is calling on her allies to send whatever ships and soldiers they can spare."

Posted by: Loranna Nov 2 2005, 04:53 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 2 2005, 05:47 PM)

Loranna listens to Kallen's news, her expression growing grim.

"I understand; contact Dragon and our navel captains," she says, her eyes searching for Kethiah. "I'll see who among my companions I can round up here, right now; we'll go as soon as we can."

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 2 2005, 05:06 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 2 2005, 05:53 PM)

Kallen immediately did so.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 2 2005, 05:12 PM

Slashes-With-Claws heard the news about the impending attack on Molag Mar. Figuring him and his troops would be called to action he went to alert them of the news and to get ready. His new armor would be put to the test sooner then he thought. His dinner with Tsei may just have to wait.

Posted by: ROLF_THE_UBER Nov 2 2005, 05:37 PM

OOC:summary

Ki'airre is in the Nymph enjoying a Cyrodiilic Brandy. Meanwhile his soldiers are hard at work creating a suit of armor and sword to go with the armor.

Stormsurge stormed through the complex heading straight towards the forge. "Shadow Fox! Forgemaster Shadow Fox! I know you are here, come out and face me!" as stormsurge yelled his challenge, the forgemaster came out from behind the furnace, face barely showing. "Aye what do ye want ye skurmin [censored]?"
Stormsurge was infuriated by this comment as it was a particullarly insulting one. "Do you have the armor ready yet?! Lord Ki'airre was here a short while asking for progress. Now the blasted suit better be done by the dawn of next month!"
This statement did not go over well with the forgemaster. He stood to his full height leaving him twice the height of the shorter seeker. "Do ye know how long it takes to forge armor and a sword? Do ye?! Well answer ye skurmin [censored]!" Stormsurge was equally infuriated.
"You.... You.... I will have your head if the job is not done by the end of the month is that understood?!" This sent Shadow Fox over the edge and into a torrent of swearing, insults, and many, many other rude comments. it all began with... "Why ye Skurmin filthy [censored] [censored]!"

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 2 2005, 05:38 PM

Isidor heard the news, and looked for Kethiah.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 2 2005, 05:45 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 2 2005, 06:38 PM)

Isidor heard the news, and looked for Kethiah.

Kethiah came downstairs from a meeting with one of her merchant/informants. She looked Isidor in the eyes and said. "Yes, it seems to be true. They're marching on Molag Mar. They'll probably be in the streets of the city in twenty-four hours."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 2 2005, 06:10 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 2 2005, 05:45 PM)

"[censored]." Isidor said. "What do you think? Should I go and help out the army?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 2 2005, 06:17 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 2 2005, 07:10 PM)

"[censored]." Isidor said. "What do you think? Should I go and help out the army?"

"The situation's serious," Kethiah said carefully. "Even with reinforcements from Ald Raathim, the Muatramer in Molag Mar will be badly outnumbered ... If you ask what I think, I don't want you involved in something that will be pure suicide if the Imperial fleet is late in arriving."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 2 2005, 06:27 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 2 2005, 06:17 PM)

Isidor frowned, slightly. "I'd like to go and help, but I'd rather not leave you and the children." "Not that you couldn't get on without me." He added quickly. "Wonder if Ingmar is going ..."

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 2 2005, 06:36 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 2 2005, 07:27 PM)

Isidor frowned, slightly. "I'd like to go and help, but I'd rather not leave you and the children." "Not that you couldn't get on without me." He added quickly. "Wonder if Ingmar is going ..."

"And I don't want you to go," Kethiah said with a hint of a proud smile. "Even though I know you'd help save the town."

"Ingmar?" she replied then with a frown. "I don't know. I presume he'll be here, cooking like we hired him to do."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 2 2005, 06:47 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 2 2005, 06:36 PM)

Isidor smiled, softly. "Fine, I won't go."

Ingmar came out of the kitchen, wiping some guar blood onto a rag.

"Someone say my name?" He asked with a smile.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 2 2005, 06:55 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 2 2005, 07:47 PM)

Isidor smiled, softly. "Fine, I won't go."

Ingmar came out of the kitchen, wiping some guar blood onto a rag.

"Someone say my name?" He asked with a smile.

"There's a battle about to happen in Molag Mar," said Kethiah. "I think I've just talked Isidor out of fighting in it, and I hope I can do the same for you. After all, you've just started working here."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 2 2005, 07:07 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 2 2005, 06:55 PM)

"Well," Ingmar said with a slight smirk, "you can always get another cook. You can't always get another lover."

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 2 2005, 07:10 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 2 2005, 08:07 PM)

"Well," Ingmar said with a slight smirk, "you can always get another cook. You can't always get another lover."

"This isn't about me," said Kethiah, a little shaken. "The battle is certain suicide if the Imperial fleet doesn't arrive in time. You'd just be holding off the inevitable. Why would you do that? What are you trying to prove?"

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 2 2005, 07:19 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 2 2005, 07:10 PM)

Isidor went to get a mead.

"I'm not trying to prove anything," Ingmar said, still smiling. "A little action never hurt, though. And, the battle is only suicide if the Imperial Fleet doesn't show up in time."

He laughed, a little and said, "Now, you wouldn't miss me if I left, would you, Keth?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 2 2005, 07:23 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 2 2005, 08:19 PM)

"I always hated that nickname 'Keth,'" Kethiah frowned. "And, yes, a little action often hurts. And again, this isn't about me. I know Isidor would miss you. He just discovered he has a half-brother, and if you get yourself killed ..."

She swallowed. "You're your own man. Do what you will. But don't get killed."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 2 2005, 07:34 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 2 2005, 07:23 PM)

"Well," Isidor said, walking back over, "as Kethiah said, you're your own man. You want to go to fight, go ahead. Just be careful, eh?"

Ingmar smiled, a little. "Well, thanks for your concern. I promise I won't get hurt." As he walked away, he whispered in Kethiah's ear, "And, as you know ... I can endure a lot of physical activity ..." He winked, and exited the tavern.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 2 2005, 07:37 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 2 2005, 08:34 PM)

Kethiah glared at him as he left.

"Some day," she said, taking Isidor's hand. "We're going to have to hire a cook who just cooks."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 2 2005, 07:44 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 2 2005, 07:37 PM)

Kethiah glared at him as he left.

"Some day," she said, taking Isidor's hand. "We're going to have to hire a cook who just cooks."

Isidor laughed and said, "Someday." He considered for a moment and said, "What did he say to you? Do I have to punch him in the nose?" He added with a wink.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 2 2005, 07:51 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 2 2005, 08:44 PM)

Isidor laughed and said, "Someday." He considered for a moment and said, "What did he say to you? Do I have to punch him in the nose?" He added with a wink.

"A romantic and impetuous message," Kethiah frowned, adding: "He wanted me to tell Cidala what a brave foolish man he is. Yes, you'll have to punch him in the nose when he returns, if he still has one. Excuse me, darling."

Kethiah went to talk to Cindala. Of course, the message had not been for her, but she wanted to talk to the barmaid anyhow, to tell her that the man she had been flirting with was going to war.

Kethiah was angry. Ingmar had said he would try to make things easier on her, and had lied. What kind of a game was he playing here?

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 2 2005, 07:56 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 2 2005, 07:51 PM)

Cidala was standing behind the bar, humming an old dunmer song. "Something wrong, Kethiah?" She asked, looking up with a smile from the glass she was polishing. Kethiah told her about Ingmar. Cidala frowned, and said, "Can't say I'm happy ... but, what can you do? He'll be allright." She said with a smile, though she was worried.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 2 2005, 08:28 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 2 2005, 07:51 PM)

Kethiah was angry. Ingmar had said he would try to make things easier on her, and had lied. What kind of a game was he playing here?

Despite what Ingmar had said, he was still attracted to Kethiah. But, he liked to play these little games with her, especially in front of Isidor. He now sat outside of the tavern, on a bench, thinking.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Yesterday, 09:10 AM

Slashes-With-Claws, in his new argonian battle armor, was talking to his men, briefing the on the commin battle.

"Molag Mar is about to fall under attack. A fleet is already on its way, but it will not make it in time. The lady Loranna has asked for men to reinforce the troops at Molad Mar. This battle will be the most dangerous yet, if the fleet is late we could all die." Slashes knew that a man that was not willing to fight was more a danger to his own men than to the enemy. "If anyone is not willing to die in the defense of Molag Mar, you may leave now, I shall not report it to the General. I will return shortly." Slashes left his troops for a few minutes.

A few of the men murmored about the comming battle, but none left. Slashes returned, and to his delight, seeing all of his troops still waiting for him.

"Very well men, prepare to move out." Slashes and his men dispersed to prepare for the battle.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Yesterday, 02:31 PM

Ald Raathim

Ivelaes had heard. Molag Mar was going to be attacked by a massive force of Redoran and Indoril. The thought that Grandmaster Kratos was his father still burned in his mind, but he knew it was his Muatramer duty to head back with the troops of Ald Raathim.

A family confrontation would have to wait, the only thing standing between the Redoran, Indoril, and an invasion of the mainland was Molag Mar.

Ivelaes had packed his things, including the letter from his mother, and made his way down to the docks, in full Muatramer armor, to wait to ship out with the other troops.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 02:46 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 3 2005, 03:31 PM)

The fishermen shared the docks with Ald Raathim's small six ship fleet. Half the ships were being deployed out to Molag Mar, and were being hurriedly packed up.

One old fishermen looked out to the red-cast sky, and said. "It's a blood sky, so there's trouble ahead. I guess the only question is for who."

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 02:58 PM

Ingmar went back inside the tavern, and sat down at a table. His break wasn't over for a little while longer.

Isidor left the tavern, and went to the docks, to watch the soliders and sailors prepare for battle.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 03:05 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 03:58 PM)

"You going to war, Isidor?" asked one of the soldiers, a Dunmer named Zoniel who was a regular at the Noggin. "It's gonna be a battle you can tell your grandkids about!"

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 03:12 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 03:05 PM)

"You going to war, Isidor?" asked one of the soldiers, a Dunmer named Zoniel who was a regular at the Noggin. "It's gonna be a battle you can tell your grandkids about!"

"No, no, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to sit this one out. Family, and all. My brother's going though ... Good luck, too, they say it's a suicide mission."

Ingmar got up from his table, and went to his room, to collect his stuff.

He talked to Cidala before leaving, then came downstairs, fully prepared. Ingmar, unlike Isidor, didn't wear much armor. He had on ebony bracers, a dwarven breastplate, and a Nordic claymore, that glowed with a faint magical light. He walked into the main room of the tavern, and looked around for Kethiah.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 03:17 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 04:12 PM)

"No, no, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to sit this one out. Family, and all. My brother's going though ... Good luck, too, they say it's a suicide mission."

"I got a family too, Isidor," Zoniel said, a little disapprovingly but still with a friendly spirit to his favorite innkeeper. "And I hate to think what would happen to them if we lost this war, because I was going to stay home with 'em ... As for it being a suicide mission," the Dunmer grinned. "What great victory wasn't against overwhelming odds?"

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 04:12 PM)

Ingmar got up from his table, and went to his room, to collect his stuff.

He talked to Cidala before leaving, then came downstairs, fully prepared. Ingmar, unlike Isidor, didn't wear much armor. He had on ebony bracers, a dwarven breastplate, and a Nordic claymore, that glowed with a faint magical light. He walked into the main room of the tavern, and looked around for Kethiah.

Kethiah left a meeting with some merchants, who were her agents, looking concerned.

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 03:21 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 03:17 PM)

Isidor was itching to pick up his axe and go, but he had promised Kethiah. "Well, Zoniel, someone's got to stay and prepare a feast for the returning heroes, eh?" He said with a wink.

QUOTE

Kethiah left a meeting with some merchants, who were her agents, looking concerned.

Ingmar walked over to her, smiling. "So, are you going to wish me good luck?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 03:28 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 04:21 PM)

Ingmar walked over to her, smiling. "So, are you going to wish me good luck?"

"I told you not to get yourself killed," Kethiah replied quietly. "Actively trying not to get killed beats luck, but I wish you that too. You should hurry. If the winds don't favor the ships, you'll get to Molag Mar too late."

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 03:35 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 03:28 PM)

Ingmar laughed, and smiled at her. "Well, thank you. You're right, I should be going."

And, knowing full well that Kethiah might just shove a dagger into his stomach, while Isidor hit him with an axe, Ingmar kissed Kethiah on the lips, for a moment. Before she coud pull a weapon, he said, "Good-bye," and walked down to the docks, ready to board the ship.

Posted by: vaanic~one Yesterday, 03:39 PM

As Vaan entered the docks, his mind drifted to an old philosophy made by Himself, in his CC years:

If you are fighting, be it physically, verbally, or in your own head, make sure you carry on fighting. Do not forget that while there is a drop of that deep red life-fluid inside your body, and while there is a fragment of life still inside you, you are still useful to yourself. Do not give up until life gives itself up in you.

A nice philosophy to have right now, and Vaan had taken it to heart all those years ago, where it still remained.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Yesterday, 03:42 PM

Slashes-With-Claws led his men to the waiting ships.

Many thought ran through his head: would he see Tsei again, would he see the marsh again, how many of his men would be killed, and others.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 03:47 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 04:35 PM)

"You idiot," Kethiah whispered, to herself as much as to Ingmar as he left.

The sails were unfurled and the three ships pushed off to sea. The winds were light, but the fishermen who had already been out in the Inner Sea thought that they picked up offshore. The soldiers prayed it was so.

OOC to players not present -- If you're not online now, and you want to be at the Battle of Molag Mar when it occurs, assume you caught one of the three ships before they departed.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Yesterday, 03:52 PM

Molag Mar

Kratos stood on top of the canton, surveying the fortifications he had ordered to be set up. It looked like a complete citadel now. Ballistas decorated the top of the canton with a deadly feel. Portions of the canton were fortified with arrow slits, so the archers were well protected and the infantry would be protected on the bottom as well.

One fortification that was dire to hold was the inner and outer walls that had been set in front and around the bridge into Molag Mar. The mountains and ocean offered the best protection of all. They were almost inpregnable, the walls were the only thing to worry about holding.

The dock was intact for reinforcements, but if it became a liability Kratos had ordered it to be destroyed at the first instant of fear from enemy penetration.

Kratos didn't expect an entire army to levitate onto the canton, but he prepared for it anyway. The archers could handle any flying menaces that attempted to land on or near Molag Mar.

The only things to do now were to, order his troops into position, make sure the citizens of Molag Mar were safe deep inside of the canton, and wait ...

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 04:06 PM

The Inner Sea

The three ships caught wind not far from the coast, and with full sails bounded over the waves eastward toward Molag Mar. The wind was brisk and cold, smelling of spring rain. The skies overhead continued to glow with fiery blood clouds.

The Akarvina, Goranthir's ship, was the fastest warship in the fleet and led the way, but the two other Altmeri-designed vessels, the Cululaire and the Estwe, followed close behind.

The soldiers beat their drums and roared their battle chants in anticipation.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 04:18 PM

Vivec

Goranthir's heart was beating hard. He had seen her. And, worse, she had seen him ... and had smiled ...

He started to go to one of Helseth's spies to tell him about it, but -- well, there wasn't anything to say, except that if she wasn't a Goddess, she was something like one. You could feel her power, her magnificence.

Goranthir returned to the temple. But it was empty. The Goddess had left it.

"She'll be back, though," said Moonstone, smiling at the handsome young Dunmer. "She liked you."

(OOC -- Be back in about 30 minutes ...)

Posted by: vaanic~one Yesterday, 05:24 PM

Vaan stood at the prow of the Estwe, his hair blowing in the wind, his head held high.

"Sprinkling" the CC felt like a bad idea now, but it was natural to feel that, Situations always had a habit of making former plans feel rubbish, nevertheless, his mind was confident of victory, or at the very least, Surviving.

He held up his hand, and a magickal flame formed around it, causing a smile to spread across his face.

Those poor, poor, Redoran.

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 05:25 PM

While Ingmar sat on a ship, Isidor walked back into the tavern, and sat at the bar. If he couldn't go and fight, he was going to get drunk.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Yesterday, 05:26 PM

Slashes-With-Claws stood at the bow of one of the ships. The spray hitting him felt good, the water glistened on his armor. As arround him men hurried about and shouted warcrys, he stood with an apparent calm, his face showing no decernable emotions. His mind was busy deciding on tactics. He and his men would position along the top tier of the city, bows ready to rain death on the approaching enemy below. Slashes had also purchased more flame burst arrows before boarding, a great way to clear several men at once.

OOC: Out for the day, assume I'm at the battle.

Posted by: Axe the Brave Yesterday, 05:29 PM

Ald Raathim

Trason had been out of the picture for quite a while, doing odd jobs for the military, and some freelance work. He happened to actually come across that ebony armor, which he wanted so dearly. Luckily, the person who had it had a very large bounty on their head.

He rose from the bottom deck of the ship, only to be blown back by the cold sea air. There were alot of familiar faces, but no names popped into his head. The last real fight Trason had been involved in, was most likely that skirmish in the woods. This was war though, so it would be a rather large scale battle. They were to arrive in Molag Mar soon enough, so Trason mentally prepared for battle.

"Don't underestimate any soldier, they could be just as good as you"

"Strike fast and hard"

"Your shield is your friend, let him help you"

"Dont be afraid to ask for a hand, we are all fighting for the same reasons"

"Kill"

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 05:36 PM

Loranna stands on the deck of the Arkavana, her hair blowing in the breeze, ruffling her adventuring robes. She had heard Kethiah's assessement of the upcoming battle, but VVardenfell couldn't be allowed to fall completely to the other side - not while they still had a foothold.

I wonder where my father is right now, she finds herself thinking; Gram had a nose for battles, maybe he was heading to Molag Mar himself, on one of the ships from Barenziah's other allies. She closes her eyes and touches her belly, briefly, feeling a pang of doubt cross her mind ...

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 05:48 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 06:25 PM)

While Ingmar sat on a ship, Isidor walked back into the tavern, and sat at the bar. If he couldn't go and fight, he was going to get drunk.

Kethiah had busied herself as usual, and it had taken a while for her to notice that Isidor was back to drinking.

"Hey, killer, I haven't seen you toss back so many drinks in a long time," she said, touching him gently. "What's the matter?"

ooc -- Outta here for about an hour. Post away and we'll see if we're ready for the big battle then ...

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 05:51 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 05:48 PM)

"Oh, um, nothing. Just ... well, truth be told, I would've liked to have gone and fought today. But, I told you I wouldn't, so I'm keeping that promise. And drinking." Isidor took another deep swig of his drink.

Posted by: Xyber02 Yesterday, 05:54 PM

Anya glanced at Loranna than back at the sea. She hated boats, no where to go if you needed to leave. And it made her a little queasy.

She flicked a few pebbles into the water. It didn't matter to her, though. There was a battle to fight, and she could do that. She knew how to kill people.

Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 05:56 PM

Reichi too stood on the Akarvina's neck, watching the ships head towards Molag mar, the blood-red clouds, feeling the brisk cold wind against his ashen skin and hearing the drums and battle chants in his pointed ears.
He wondered if it would be night by the time they reached Molag Mar, if so he could get a chance to exercise his Lycanthropic side on the Redoran troops. If not Reichi would have to sate himself hacking Reddies up the normal way.

But what fun was in that?

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 06:07 PM

Shaka stood at the Estwe's rail, wondering which ship might hold Anya or Telera. He felt like a fool for running off to this battle when he had planned to travel to Cyrodiil, but he owed it to the other adventurers.

If I survive Molag Mar, it will still be my last battle as Argonian, he thought to himself.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 06:50 PM

The Nymph and Noggin

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 06:51 PM)

You asked me what I'd like, and are resentful that you listened to me? Kethiah thought, but didn't say.

I have a choice between a drunk man, or a dead one? Kethiah thought, but didn't say.

What she did say was "How drunk are you now? Can I ask you a serious question?"

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 06:53 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 06:50 PM)

The Nymph and Noggin
You asked me what I'd like, and are resentful that you listened to me? Kethiah thought, but didn't say.

I have a choice between a drunk man, or a dead one? Kethiah thought, but didn't say.

What she did say was "How drunk are you now? Can I ask you a serious question?"

I like mead. Isidor thought, but didn't say.

"Not drunk enough. What's on your mind?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 06:56 PM

The Nymph and Noggin

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 07:53 PM)

I like mead. Isidor thought, but didn't say.

"Not drunk enough. What's on your mind?"

"I think you are just the right amount of drunk for this," Kethiah said with a small smile. "Will you marry me?"

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 06:59 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 06:56 PM)

The Nymph and Noggin
"I think you are just the right amount of drunk for this," Kethiah said with a small smile. "Will you marry me?"

Isidor nearly choked on his drink. "Marry you? Of course. Yes. Definitley." He kissed her. "What brought this on?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 07:18 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 07:59 PM)

Isidor nearly choked on his drink. "Marry you? Of course. Yes. Definitley." He kissed her. "What brought this on?"

"Really, you ask me why when I say no, and you ask me why when I say yes," Kethiah laughed, kissing him back. "I think I decided to say yes a while back, while talking to Loranna and Dragon about my illogical reasons for saying no. And then, when I was talking to Ingmar, and I stumbled when I was trying to figure out what to call you -- partner was too cold, boyfriend didn't seem right, and lover seemed a little intimate ... I realized then that I really wanted to call you 'husband.'"

There was more to than that, but that seemed like ample enough explanation.

Kethiah took his hand. "Now, why don't we celebrate upstairs? The barmaids and stewards can take care of the dinner crowd for one night."

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 07:20 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 07:18 PM)

Isidor smiled, and laughed. "I love you." He took her hand, and they went upstairs.

Fade out.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 07:26 PM

The Inner Sea

The red-gray clouds of south Vvardenfell grew ever darker and the winds picked up in intensity. Lightning flashed in the clouds, linked together in chains, but no rain fell.

The mist on the crashing waves of the sea looked like ghosts.

It was a rocky ride, but they were moving fast.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 07:36 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 08:26 PM)

Loranna's hair whips around in the wind, and she ties it back in a ponytail - but then that simply lashes around as though it had a mind of its own, first slapping Loranna in the face, then straining as if to leap off her scalp.

A sense of unease settles into the pit of Loranna's stomach; she didn't like the feel of this storm, not at all. She remembers the reports of Helseth fighting at Dagon Fel in stormy weather, and frowns again.

Please, let this not mean what I think it means, she says to herself.

Posted by: niceguy5 Yesterday, 07:46 PM

Mr. Winston, an old man, Cleary around his sixties was one of the veterans of the war.. He sat around other soldiers in the middle of the deck, who he came to love of course, they were like brothers to him. All of these people were brothers, cousins and fathers. Mr. Winston himself was a grandfather of nine, but a fool just like the others, to so willingly throw his life into battle. He wore what they wore of course, Bonemold and carried a trusty, sharp Steel Claymore. He looked into the our stretch water, and he had such an odd feeling, he knew he would not survive for one more fight.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 08:17 PM

The Inner Sea

The water and the sky were both so dark with clouds, it was hard to get ones bearings, and the tossing the sea didn't help. Only the constant lightning kept things illuminated enough that people could see where they were walking across the rolling deck.

Pockets of red still appeared the clouds. Two smears of red overhead, a curl further down ... In fact, it looked as if it were forming into a face.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 08:22 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 09:17 PM)

Many of the soldiers on the deck would be out of the fight until they reached Molag Mar, sickened by the rough seas. Shaka heard another trying bravado, telling his mates "We're on the express strider to Oblivion, leaving the station now!"

Shut up, thought the battlemage. He didn't like the looks of the clouds ahead . . . .

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 08:25 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 09:17 PM)

Loranna by now has moved away from the sides of the ship, holding onto a rail on the side of the cabin as best she can.

Yes, it's what I feared, she tells herself as she sees the clouds forming the semblance of a face. He's come to play ...

Her worries comfirmed, she calms down a little - the calm of someone who knows there's no avoiding what's coming next. Things were going to be interesting; they always were when he showed up.

Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 08:29 PM

The salty air whipped through the Breton’s hair as Arynel walked over the ocean waves and paused, looking up towards the ominous sky.

“The seas are aflutter with rumors of war, and the sky is raging. This is an omen.”

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 08:35 PM

Ingmar looked around, with an eyebrow raised, as he stood on the deck of the Akarvina. "Something wicked this way comes ..." He muttered to himself, before walking away from the ship's railing.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 08:48 PM

The Inner Sea

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 3 2005, 09:25 PM)

The face in the clouds is unmistakably that of a man with wild hair and eyes. The Mad One. Sheogorath.

To most, his voice sounded like the whistling of the wind combined with the shriek of a chorus of seabirds, but Loranna heard it quite clearly.

As I look down from my golden path,
Whom do I spy in the bubbling bath?
She’s grown a flower what was but a bud
From the sea to the ashfields of blood
A Goddess behind thee, and a Goddess ahead,
Death crawls behind, and before thee doth tred,
I tell thee the truth of which thou dost fear
Thou willst bury two thou love most dear

As he finishes this, the redness of the clouds fades to black.

There is another lightning flash, and Sheogorath in the flesh, and his natty banker’s suit, is standing next to Loranna. His eyes flash, reflecting the lightning.

Do not fear the dark, for here comes the sun,
And it ‘twill not set ‘til the fight’s lost and won.

With another flash of lightning, the Mad God was gone, and the sun was shining through the clouds.

They could see the southern shore of Vvardenfell ahead, and a dozen ships marked with the flag of the King of Morrowind approaching from the south.

Posted by: Axe the Brave Yesterday, 08:57 PM

Trason looked towards the strange cloud formations in the dark sky. Strangely enough, it looked like a face. This didn't mean much to Trason, he didn't believe in Astrology and what not.

Waves splashed against the ship and drops of rain ran down Trasons drenched body. His hair was down in his eyes, and it felt as if it was getting colder.

He looked around and saw the unease in the other crew members eyes. Fear had struck some more than others, or perhaps it could of been the drop in temperatures and the heavy wind which makes them all quiver and shake.

Trason took his sword from his sheath and stared at it. The ebony gleamed in the sunlight, which just managed to shine through the storm. The deck was dead silent, as most people stood alone and stared out to sea. They knew this was a suicidal mission, and faces forming in the sky did nothing more but make half the soldiers wet themselves.

Trason decided to speak.

"Warriors... Do not be afraid. You've come this far. There is no turning back. I will tell you right now... Some of us will never see the city of Ald Raathim again. For some of us, the last thing we will be seeing is some Redoran scum. Either way, we are fighting today... I am proud to be a part of this. Let us fight our way to VICTORY!"

Trason looked around and saw that no confidence boost could pump up these soldiers morales incredibly, but atleast it comforted them.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 08:58 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 09:48 PM)

The Inner Sea
The face in the clouds is unmistakably that of a man with wild hair and eyes. The Mad One. Sheogorath.

With another flash of lightning, the Mad God was gone, and the sun was shining through the clouds.

They could see the southern shore of Vvardenfell ahead, and a dozen ships marked with the flag of the King of Morrowind approaching from the south.

Shaka had been stunned to see Sheogorath's face, after more than two decades. He thought for a moment that the daedroth would want the Spear of Bitter Mercy back, but then realized that a mortal lifespan would matter little to him.

The battlemage thought he could see Loranna ahead, on the Akarvina, talking to someone on the deck. He strained to see, but the figure was soon gone.

The sight of Helseth's fleet was a tremendous relief, but Shaka still couldn't shake a feeling of foreboding. Was the battle ahead already fated, and not to their advantage?

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 09:02 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 3 2005, 09:48 PM)

The Inner Sea
The face in the clouds is unmistakably that of a man with wild hair and eyes. The Mad One. Sheogorath.

As I look down from my golden path,
Whom do I spy in the bubbling bath?
She’s grown a flower what was but a bud
From the sea to the ashfields of blood
A Goddess behind thee, and a Goddess ahead,
Death crawls behind, and before thee doth tred,
I tell thee the truth of which thou dost fear
Thou willst bury two thou love most dear

As he finishes this, the redness of the clouds fades to black.

There is another lightning flash, and Sheogorath in the flesh, and his natty banker’s suit, is standing next to Loranna. His eyes flash, reflecting the lightning.

Do not fear the dark, for here comes the sun,
And it ‘twill not set ‘til the fight’s lost and won.

With another flash of lightning, the Mad God was gone, and the sun was shining through the clouds.

They could see the southern shore of Vvardenfell ahead, and a dozen ships marked with the flag of the King of Morrowind approaching from the south.

Many of the crew had been exchanging fearful glances, mumbling prayers to whatever gods they worshipped to preserve them, or else simply standing rooted to the spot depsite the rolling deck, unable to do anything but feel liquid fear run down their skin - and no man would think to call such weakness shameful in the face of the daM doG.

Loranna feels Sheogorath's words buring a path in her mind, opening up pits of fears kept hidden for a long time. For a single, long moment, she simply stares, dumbfounded. Then, the sunlight catches her tearstreaks, giving her expression a look of sorrow no one her age should have to bear, as she looks around, seeing the flags of King Helseth on the approaching ships. She blinks, the sorrowful look slowly fading, but not totally going away.

The fleet was here; there was a battle coming up. She had to focus, lest she end up burying many more than two. But her mind refused to let go of the image of the doG standing by her, just as he had been that first time they danced together, when she was far gone enough to seek a kiss from his lips.

" ... He's gone ... for now ..." she says, to get herself moving again. She shakes her head, berating herself. There was a war going on; she needed to be strong now. Worry about the prediction later, when the fighting is over, she tells herself.

She turns to her friends, about to say something. But no words find their way to her lips.

Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 09:05 PM

"As cool and ominous that poetic little preformance was..." Reichi said aloud, "It don't really bode well for us." He looked to the sky, seeing it clear, then to the fleet from Helseth. "Looks like we aint going into this one alone. Would've been better to see some Imperial ships though."

"Nutty banker."

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 09:06 PM

Ingmar studied the sky, after Sheogorath had gone. His usual arrogance and bravado had dissapeared, replaced by a pale, shocked, expression. "Oh ... that was ... interesting."

When he saw the fleet, he smiled faintly, but he was still scared.

Posted by: Xyber02 Yesterday, 09:11 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 08:06 PM)

Anya had a harsh expression on her face as she paced the deck of the ship. She was getting anxious, and the appearance of Sheogorath did little but the opposite to allay her. She didn't much like his speech either.

Anya saw a shocked Ingmar stare at the sky. She went over and gave him a hearty smack on the back, a smile on her face, "Don't worry. If you spend any time in present company at all, you'll get used to it." The tilt of her eyes said she was scared as well, though.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 09:12 PM

QUOTE(Axe the Brave @ Nov 3 2005, 09:57 PM)

The looks Trason gets from the soldiers leave little doubt what's running through all their minds; their collective stares could make Akatosh Himeself shrink away meekly and mutter.

"Fool's gone mad from seeing the doG," one Dunmer says into his cupped hands, as he tries to warm his freezing skin.

QUOTE(Aki @ Nov 3 2005, 10:05 PM)

Loranna laughs suddenly, and gives Reichi a grin. "Good points, Reichi ... thanks," she says, finding odd comfort in the werewolf's words. Nothing ever phased the unflappable Reichi; that you could count on, whether you stormed the gates of Oblivion or heaven.

"The party's about to start," she says. "Ominous forebodings or no, we didn't come all this way just to cower and lose. Let's get this started."

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 09:18 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 3 2005, 09:11 PM)

Ingmar looked startled, after she smacked his back. "Oh, um, yeah. Isidor mentioned something about interesting adventures. And," he said, looking at Anya more closely, with a smile on his face, "interesting adventurers."

Posted by: niceguy5 Yesterday, 09:26 PM

Dane, who had awoken from his slumber. Dane was a bewildered appearance, looking ever so slim, was he eating his diet? Maybe the rats were getting boring.

When the Mad God appeared in the sky he just muttered to himself “Well, would ya look at that.”

Posted by: Argonians rule Yesterday, 09:29 PM

Mournhold

Falco lay on the bedroll of his cell. His clothes were in tatters, and tiny holes, where his scales had been torn out, covered his body. Blood flowed freely and he tore strips of his cloak off to stem the bleeding. The argonian tried not to breathe, as every movement (even the slow heaving of his chest) hurt worse than any pain he had felt in his life.

"Good evening Mr. Redflash" came a commanding yet soft voice.

He looked up outside his cell and saw an imperial man in his early 50's. The man had grey hair and was balding. He wore a simple green robe.

"Who are you?"

"I, Mr. Redflash, am your advocate in tomorrow's trial. My name is Cadus Calogus."

The royal guard let Calogus. He then returned to his post, after locking the cell securely.

"Mr. Redflash, it is time to begin work on your case. Now there are a few things I'd like to go over...."

Calogus placed several pieces of parchment in front of them. They would speak of the next day's trial throughout the night.

Posted by: Xyber02 Yesterday, 09:31 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 08:18 PM)

Anya laughed, and winked at him. "I told you you looked like him. Just keep your back to your friends, and you may just survive this yet." She leaned on the rail and watched the aproaching shore.

"Oh, and I'm no simple barmaid." she said, smiling a little more.

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 09:35 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 3 2005, 09:31 PM)

"Heh, I'll remember that. And, I didn't think you were a barmaid, for some reason." Ingmar said, still smiling.

Posted by: Xyber02 Yesterday, 09:42 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 08:35 PM)

"Heh, I'll remember that. And, I didn't think you were a barmaid, for some reason." Ingmar said, still smiling.

Anya glanced at her clothing, looking around herself bemused, "Was it the armor? Or the weapons? Oh, I do need to fix that. I always come off as a mercenary."

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 09:48 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 3 2005, 09:42 PM)

Anya glanced at her clothing, looking around herself bemused, "Was it the armor? Or the weapons? Oh, I do need to fix that. I always come off as a mercenary."

"Just your attitude," Ingmar said, shrugging. "And," he said, with a laugh, "women with armor and weapons are far more attractive then women without."

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 09:50 PM

Shaka's curiousity about the events on the Akarvina had gotten the better of him, and he cast Water Walk to run across the waves to Goranthir's flagship.

He jumped, clung to the netting and other purchases, and climbed onto the deck.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 10:01 PM

OOC -- Outta here for a couple hours, but please note a slight edit to the post from the daM doG. Namely that only Loranna heard the actual words of the poem. Everyone else saw the face as well but the voice "sounded like the whistling of the wind combined with the shriek of a chorus of seabirds."

Posted by: Xyber02 Yesterday, 10:03 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 08:48 PM)

"Just your attitude," Ingmar said, shrugging. "And," he said, with a laugh, "women with armor and weapons are far more attractive then women without."

"Aha! You're a bold one. Though I don't think you understand the concept of choosing your battles."

Anya turned to him, and spread her arms as if to leave herself open, somewhat glad for a distraction. "Alright, you have one chance. Hit me with the best phrase you have in your mighty arsenal. I've seen you're more common ones in Isidor's tavern."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 10:05 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 3 2005, 10:50 PM)

Shaka will see, among other things, Loranna, trying to assure soldiers that the threat of the doG was past; to Shaka's familiar eye, though, Loranna looks somewhat ... confused, maybe slightly even frustrated.

She turns to face Shaka and smiles. "Hail Shaka; come for tea?" she asks, laughing a little.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 10:10 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 3 2005, 11:05 PM)

He found himself smiling for the first time on this expedition. "Wouldn't miss it, my Lady."

Shaka glanced at Anya and Ingmar some distance away on the deck, a little bemused.

"I saw what looked like the Prince of Madness in the sky, and then you were talking with someone on the deck. Was it he? I couldn't hear anything over the sounds of the storm and the seabirds."

Posted by: Tricrux Yesterday, 10:10 PM

"I think the whole reason I come on these damned voyages is because of little incidents like that one," muttered Marein to no one in particular and anyone who was listening. "I'm still armed with nothing but a pair of daggers, one of which is only to be used if I'm already dead.

"But it doesn't matter, because of course Sheogorath comes by to harass us in his spare time. It makes things so much more interesting."

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 10:14 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 3 2005, 10:03 PM)

Ingmar smiled and said, "Hmm, a challenge?" He kissed her, and said, "How's that?"

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 10:17 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 3 2005, 11:10 PM)

"No one apparently could hear him either, except me," Loranna says, her smile melting off her face. "I heard his voice crystal clear ..."

She motions for Shaka to accompany her to one of the few spots where one could have a quiet conversation, amid the still-muttering soldiers and the shouting officers. Alone, Loranna's face looks tired and worried.

She wrestles with herself for a minute, part of her reluctant to talk about the doG's words still, but she says "He had a prediction for me; a dire one. I can still hear his voice in my ears ..."

" ... He says ... I'll be burying two I love," she says after another short pause. "Two I love most dear."

Posted by: Xyber02 Yesterday, 10:21 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 3 2005, 09:14 PM)

Ingmar smiled and said, "Hmm, a challenge?" He kissed her, and said, "How's that?"

Anya smirked, "Very suave, not good enough."

She quickly dropped to a crouch, extended her right leg, and whipped around catching Ingmar in the back of his knees. As he fell foward, she jammed the heel of her Chitin boot into the back of his knee, keeping him pinned in a crouching position. Tossing a dagger in the air, she caught it by the blade and put the handle to his throat.

"You do need to learn to pick your battles. Be nice to Cidala and Kethiah." she said. She giggled as she helped him to his feet.

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 10:23 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 3 2005, 10:21 PM)

Ingmar was shocked. "Sure ... be nice ... yep. Sorry." He bowed quickly, and made his way to another part of the ship.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 10:23 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 3 2005, 11:17 PM)

Shaka was silent for a second. "Thank you for telling me; I shouldn't have pried. I hope one of them could be your late husband Jazbet, but I imagine it can't be that simple."

He squeezed her hand for a second, unusual for Shaka when with the Lady. "I can only say that I will fight this day for your cause; and after that, your company of adventurers will stand with you too."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 10:28 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 3 2005, 11:23 PM)

Loranna looks at Shaka for a second, thinkng to herself that right now, being told her friends would fight for her cause was not exactly what she needed to hear. Without the presence of the Imperial Fleet, the upcoming battle was going to be long, bloody, and the chances of their winning were slim; there were going to be many people buried tomorrow.

But, even as she thinks that, she realizes Shaka was trying to comfort her. And she realizes as well that she should have expected him to say something like this, so if she hadn't wanted to hear it, why did she speak up?

The answer of course was she wanted someone to support her right now; Shaka offered and that was something. And he was squeezing her hand; that too was something. She squeezes his scaly hand back, saying " ... Thanks, I think," but she smiles a little. "... Thank you, Shaka ..."

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 10:35 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 3 2005, 11:28 PM)

The answer of course was she wanted someone to support her right now; Shaka offered and that was something. And he was squeezing her hand; that too was something. She squeezes his scaly hand back, saying " ... Thanks, I think," but she smiles a little. "... Thank you, Shaka ..."

"Any time," he replied simply. Shaka wanted to add that he would return to Ald Raathim after the change to Ra'Gada, but it seemed premature to talk about the future right now. The battle ahead was the important thing.

"If you don't mind, I'm going to check in with Anya. I'll see you when we get to Molag Mar, Loranna."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 10:38 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 3 2005, 11:35 PM)

Loranna smiles again, wishing Slyvos were here. "Till Molag Mar and battle, friend," she says, looking over at the fleet of the King of Morrowind.

" ... Doesn't quite seem like as many as you'd hope, does it," she quips just before Shaka leaves.

Posted by: Argonians rule Yesterday, 10:45 PM

Eats-With-Claws sat aboard the Estwe with many other Ald Raathim soldiers, honing his axe on a rock he had brought with him. He Smiled slyly to himself as he contemplated how much loot he would gain from the coming battle, along with how much it would all sell for. This would be his big financial boost, and a chance he didn't much care to pass up.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 10:59 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 3 2005, 11:38 PM)

"No. . . . I assumed there would be an Imperial fleet. But we'll have to make do with what we have, as ever." He raised a hand in farewell and went to look for Anya.

Posted by: Xyber02 Yesterday, 11:19 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 3 2005, 09:59 PM)

"No. . . . I assumed there would be an Imperial fleet. But we'll have to make do with what we have, as ever." He raised a hand in farewell and went to look for Anya.

Anya found Shaka wandering the deck. She walked to him and gripped his hand. Her face had drown somewhat haggared again, as the shores grew closer. "Hello, Shaka. Thank you for coming." She stood with him, holding his hand tightly.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 11:25 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 4 2005, 12:19 AM)

He hugged her for a moment, gladder that he had come along with the expeditionary force. "No place better than with you. . . . And I hope Tel is all right these days."

"Anya, that was Sheogorath's image in the clouds, that storm his work. That was who I won the Spear from." Shaka wanted to say more, but it was Loranna's private concern for now.

Posted by: Xyber02 Yesterday, 11:26 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 3 2005, 10:25 PM)

"I know." Anya sighed.

She stood with him for a few minutes. "As powerful as he is, we are still our own."

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 11:31 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 4 2005, 12:26 AM)

"I know." Anya sighed.

She stood with him for a few minutes. "As powerful as he is, we are still our own."

"We are, aren't we." He felt a little better at her words.

"I see you were talking with Ingmar. When we get back to Ald Raathim, I'll have to tell Isidor not to feel badly about staying. He's proven himself time and again; but he has a family these days. . . . . Not an easy choice to make."

Shaka decided to stay with Anya until they made landfall.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 12:12 AM

Molag Mar

Kratos walked the now battlemented walls on top of the plaza. He stared at the approaching fleet of Ald Raathim and squinted to see another a few knots behind it. No doubt the former would reach Molag Mar far earlier than the latter.

The once bustling canton of Molag Mar was now a dead, locked down, ghost town. The only signs of life were the Muatramer waking others up for the second watch as the rain continued to pour. The clouds blocked the sun, and rain had extinguished the dust cloud that had been sent up by the Indoril and Redoran army.

Kratos stared up at the sky and back out to the ocean as the rain began to trickle down into his bronze armor. "Tough luck for us. The only way we will know they are close is if we come under attack ... He smirked under his helm.

"We'll give them the best damned fight they have ever encountered." He muttered as he glanced back over his shoulder to the North plain facing Molag Mar.

Posted by: S'reddit Today, 02:00 AM

The Coast of Molag Mar

The three ships of Ald Raathim came into harbor, followed an hour later by the ships of the royal navy. As small as the group of reinforcements were, they filled up the little harbor. If more were coming, they would have to set anchor and take their boats in.

In the distance, the heroes could hear what could be low thunder, but it was a storm of a different kind. The Redoran and Indoril armies were fast approaching.

The sun was shining, but the mist cloaked like the land like a shroud.

Posted by: syronj Today, 02:16 AM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Nov 4 2005, 03:00 AM)

The scaled skin on the back of Shaka's neck crawled as he realized what the sound of thunder meant; the warrior Houses were coming.

He double-timed it from the docks and up the ramp into the fortress. Shaka ran to the top of the battlements to see if there was any sign of the approaching armies.

Shaka found himself approving the sight of the Muatramer forces; instead of the Ordinators of old, who could be robotic and inquisitorial at their worst, he saw flesh and blood beings who would fight, but not from fanaticism.

Molag Mar had always been a sullen, primal setting for pilgrims to pass through; it would make a suitable killing ground and last stand.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 02:20 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 4 2005, 12:16 AM)

Kratos watched the Argonian clamber up to the battlements and approached him. "Shaka, old friend, I haven't seen you as if for ages." He greeted him.

Posted by: syronj Today, 02:25 AM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 4 2005, 03:20 AM)

Kratos watched the Argonian clamber up to the battlements and approached him. "Shaka, old friend, I haven't seen you as if for ages." He greeted him.

Shaka nodded and knocked an ebony bracer against one of Kratos' bracers. "Not that I know much about fortifications, but it looks as if you're ready."

He gripped the Spear of Bitter Mercy, and was clad in his usual mixture of armor, along with the Dragonbone Cuirass. Shaka wondered idly if the Spear would disappear when he died, taken back by Sheogorath, and what would happen to the cuirass. But he had no intention of dying this day if he could help it, being so close to becoming human.

Posted by: S'reddit Today, 02:27 AM

Vivec

Word was spreading that a battle was brewing in Molag Mar to the east. There were all sorts of rumors -- that the Imperial navy was coming to support one side or the other, that Helseth was in Molag Mar leading the defense, that the Mages Guild was joining forces with the New Temple, even that Ald Raathim was sending some of its vaunted heroes ... To the last, Goranthir tried not to show any reaction.

The Mages Guild rumor had apparently been sufficient to cause supporters of the Church of the Tribunal to line up along the lockways across from the Foreign Quarter (the bridges between the factions had long since been destroyed), and to produce a yelling match, and occasional arrows and fireballs to be lobbed on both sides. It was not an unusual sight in Vivec nowadays, but unsettling.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 02:31 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 4 2005, 12:25 AM)

Kratos nodded to Shaka's opinion. "I believe we are well fortified as well. Come, let us welcome the rest of our friends to Molag Mar." He walked down to the docks where the troops were unloading their equipment.

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 07:04 AM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 4 2005, 02:31 AM)

Ingmar hopped off the deck of the Akarvina, and stood on the docks, still a little shaken from Sheogorath, and Anya.

Posted by: Axe the Brave Today, 07:09 AM

Trason gathered his goods and got on to the dock as quick as possible. He was new to Vvardenfell, so he didn't know his way around, especially here.

Posted by: Arynel Today, 09:07 AM

Whenever the wind picked up the dust was intolerable and Arynel had to wear his hood up and hold a hand in front of his face if he hoped to see anything. The Ashlands were one of the few places not ravished by the war, and mainly because they were of little use to either side. Molag Mar was on the other side of the island and several days walk distant if that was your only mode of travel. That was precisely why he came here, because it was the farthest point from the battle to come, and between the two points lay Red Mountain, which was the axes for many an intrepid venture.

The Breton lifted from a rock an old shalk shell, the harsh environment sucking whatever excess moisture it might still hold, and placed it on the ground. Reliving a small pouch, he poured out a collection of berries onto the rock, and taking up a small stone began to smash the berries together. From another pouch he pulled a little jar containing liquefied resin taken from the many varieties of local arthropod, which he mixed into the colored berry residue in order to give the concoction thickness and texture.

Holding the shalk shell in one hand, he dipped a finger into the mixture of berry and resin and began painting on the shell, its black color making the lines almost invisible, but he did not use his eyes, instead guiding his fingers with magic. When at last finished he stood up and held the shalk shell near the side of his head, peering at it through the corner of his eye, and he saw the battle to come laid out before him. There was uncertainty, though, there always was with CHIM.

Posted by: Thommeh Today, 10:14 AM

Summary:

Thom has continued to scout the areas around Ald Raathim for danger. He heard of the forces from Ald Raathim leave for Vvardenfell, but decided that his job here would help them more.

OOC: (My modem is still down, so I don't know when the next time I'm going to be able to get back on. I'll get on at school when I can.)

Posted by: Star Today, 11:29 AM

Isidor wondered if pie would be better than cake for the wedding ...

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 02:11 PM

Molag Mar

The silver and bronze armor of the Indoril and Redoran armies seemed to glow in the misty dales north of Molag Mar. It was impossible to tell how many of them there were, but even the most optimistic would guess that they outnumbered the people defending the town by at least three to one. Five to one was conceivable.

Spells whipped around the army, additional lights in the mist, intensifying each soldier's strength, speed, endurance, and agility.

Their battle roar was the stuff of nightmares.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Today, 02:12 PM

Slashes-With-Claws led his men to the top level of the city. They readied their bows for the inevitable.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 02:47 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 12:11 PM)

Kratos and Ivelaes made way to the battlements as they saw the Redoran and Indoril forces. "Ivelaes I want you to go down and command your infantry." Kratos ordered him.

"But father, I ... yes, Sir." Ivelaes made haste down to the lower canton and took command of the troops he had been assigned.

The mist was deceiving them. Spells could be seen and war crys could be heard. Kratos' voice boomed throughout the city filled with fine soldiers. "Archers, ready your bows! Don't fire until you think they're in range!"

Posted by: Loranna Today, 02:48 PM

Molag Mar

Loranna had taken her position with the other mages and helers defending the city, Sheogorath's prophcy now pushed to the back of her mind as she sees the force coming to fight them.

They were heavily outnumbered; the people of Ald Raathim had fought against numerically superior foes before and emerged victorious, but that had been on their home ground, against foes that had underestimated them. This was Molag Mar, and the Redorans and Indoril had been fighting against the loyalists for months now; it seemed unlikely that they'd underestimate the defenders.

Loranna began weaving her own fortifying spells for the defenders of Ald Raathim, combining her efforts with that of other mages. Flashes of blue light enveloped the soldiers protecting Molag Mar, endowing them with increased physical prowress.

Loranna said a small prayer to the Nine as the Redoran and Indoril army closeed in, but their battle cries drowned out everything else, even Loranna's prayer.

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 03:02 PM

Anya held an impassive face. The lighting from the magic, the roar, the amount of troops, she felt her stomach flop. She had faced five to one odds before, but it was usually five men against her, or ten men against her and a friend. This, this was a terrifying force.

She held her bow, burst arrows nocked, string loose. Her breathing was steady, eyes focused, and she pushed aside any thoughts that didn't pertain to her survival.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 03:34 PM

Fifty bronze-colored shapes seemed to rise from the mist, and up into the sun where they were difficult to spot, even as they circled Molag Mar. They were the Indoril parraptons, in light Indoril armor, scouting the defenses of the fortress.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Today, 04:10 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 04:34 PM)

It was hard to see what was coming through the blazing sun, they appeared to be some sort of bug wiht a rider on top.

Slashes-With-Claws drew his bow. "Ready bows!" he ordered. "Fire now!"

Slashes and all his men let loose their arrows. As the arrows streaked towards their targts, the riders saw them approaching and dodged. Most going straight up so the arrows passed underneath. A few who were unlucky enough to not see the arrows in time were hit.

"Hmph, only four, a waste of arrows on those [HIST INSULT]." Slashes mutered to himself. "Do not fire again!" He ordered.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 04:18 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Nov 4 2005, 02:10 PM)

"Hold your fire! They're only scouts! If they attempt anything near the citadel, take them out!" Kratos shouted from above the canton, fire spell beginning to brew in his right hand.

Posted by: Aki Today, 04:22 PM

Reichi watched the aproaching Redoran and Indoril army with a impassive face, but was surprised when the Indoril Parraptons rose, Reichi had forgotten that Indoril easily could have as much access to Parraptons as Dres. His crimson eyes narrowed. Hearing Kratos he turned.

"Kratos, you don't let the enemy scout you out..." he said trailling off. "I suggest killing those things now. I know the kind of carnage those bugs can bring about."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 04:29 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Nov 4 2005, 02:22 PM)

Kratos couldn't hear Reichi's comment from his location and the fact that the enemy made so much damned noise, but as the parraptons came closer Kratos launched his fireball at one of the scouts, directly in front of it as to make it evade it's course and collide with others.

The Muatramer army followed Kratos' enthusiasm for battle as they launched their arrows and spells toward the ever closer parraptons.

Posted by: ROLF_THE_UBER Today, 04:42 PM

Ki'airre stood with the muatramer as they prepared for the battle. Ki'airre only had his scimitars with him not wanting to be burdened with his axe or claymore. A few restore magicka potions were in his pack along with a small crossbow and some exploding bolts in an emergency. Hopefully it wont come to that. he thought when he packed for the battle. The enchanted blades glowed in the sunlight each as deadly as the other. His scimitar Hatred Reborn had a simple fire and lightning enchantment on it but it was still deadly in the hands of a skilled user such as he. His scimitar Shattered Hope was a different story though with a massive poison enchantment it could wear down a enemy quickly. Ki'airre twirled his blades in anticipation.
"Come on ye skurmin [censored]s, i want to kill you all before the sun sets."

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 04:45 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 4 2005, 05:29 PM)

It was exceedingly difficult for even the finest marksmen to hit the parraptons with the sun in their eyes, and the erratic flight of the giant wasps. The archers had no luck at all, but the fireballs took down several, sending their scorched bodies tumbling towards earth.

One of the eagle-eyed soldiers on the ramparts, looking out to the army in the mist, cried out. "They've got a battering ram!"

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 04:47 PM

Anya readied her jump spell. I see why Telera likes this style... crounching, she lept into the air, aiming her bow. It was easier to aim when they were eye level, less arc to worry about.

She hoped the haze from the chameleon would keep the scouts off balance. In quick succession, four arrows were loosed with frost burst enchantments. She dropped to the ground lightly, watching to see what her arrows had done.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 04:53 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 02:45 PM)

Kratos snapped his attention to the location where the Muatramer had called out. It was indeed a horrible piece of seige equipment. Kratos pointed to the battering ram and spoke. "Do not let that get near the walls! Cast your most powerful spells and do whatever you have to to keep that thing at bay!"

The infantry of Muatramer on the lower levels began to brace the walls for impact.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Today, 04:55 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 4 2005, 05:53 PM)

"Do not let that get near the walls! Cast your most powerful spells and do whatever you have to to keep that thing at bay!"

Hearing the call for action Slashes readied a flame burst arrow, hopefully the ram was burnable. He fired, the arrow exploded against the ram.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 05:00 PM

Loranna focuses her fortifying magics on the warriors trying to stave off the battering ram, enchancing the agility of the archers and the willpower of the mages, and the strength of those who are trying to shore up the walls.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 05:07 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Nov 4 2005, 05:55 PM)

Hearing the call for action Slashes readied a flame burst arrow, hopefully the ram was burnable. He fired, the arrow exploded against the ram.

Slashes's flame arrow, and the other fireballs and flame arrows from the defending mages rained down on the siege equipment long before it reached the west wall, blackening it, and then exploding it into cinders.

Before anyone could celebrate, there was a resounding crash. A second battery ram against the east wall. It had not broken through, but huge cracks splintered forth along the wall.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 05:12 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 03:07 PM)

Kratos shuttered for a moment as he heard the sound of the second battering ram. The soldiers on the east side began to brace that wall as well. If they lost that wall, they would only have the one remaining wall that was just on the inside of the other.

"Archers, mages, fire before it opens a hole and our troops in there are slaughtered!" Kratos shouted as he launched yet another fireball from his location on the battlements.

Posted by: niceguy5 Today, 05:19 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 4 2005, 04:53 PM)

The infantry of Muatramer on the lower levels began to brace the walls for impact.

Mr. Winston hurried up to the walls and was in ranked file between the others.

Dane made his way into one of the make shift watch towers, he couldn't comprehend what he saw. Tousands of soilders awaited behind the walls.

Posted by: syronj Today, 05:25 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 4 2005, 06:12 PM)

"Archers, mages, fire before it opens a hole and our troops in there are slaughtered!" Kratos shouted as he launched yet another fireball from his location on the battlements.

Shaka pushed through to the battlement nearest the second battering ram, and called up a storm atronach. The golem dropped to the ground, crushing several enemy soldiers in the process, and began fighting the men pushing the ram.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 05:26 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 4 2005, 06:12 PM)

The walls trembled from the assault, and as the archers and mages neared it, a second wave of parraptons took to the sky from the army. They fired bursts of lightning at the mages and archers, trying to keep them from destroying the second battering ram.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 05:27 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 06:26 PM)

Loranna, seeing the shock spells the enemy is using, casts her strongest resist shock spells to fortify the defenders, followed swiftly by healing spells.

Damnable flying mages, Loranna thinks to herself as she readies her next round of spells. Too fast to easily counter with intercepting magics; she'd need to work fast to counter the damage they could inflict, unless someone could take them out ...

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 05:32 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 03:26 PM)

Clusters of Muatramer soldiers toppled over the walls of the canton and splashed into the water as the parrapton's devastating attacks crippled the effort of the archers and mages. Some began to fire at the parraptons while the others remained dedicated to their job of keeping the battering ram from breaching the barriers.

Ivelaes and his men had begun to make their way into the second set of walls as the troops on the other side still braced the damaged one.

Posted by: ROLF_THE_UBER Today, 05:32 PM

Ki'airre moved to the mage lines and spotted the ram. He began a spell that would incinerate the ram.when he finished he let loose a fire ball that hit the battering ram, but Ki'airre was unable to see the damage until the smoke cleared.

OOC:gotta go, be back later.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Today, 05:32 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 06:26 PM)

Slashes ordered his arches to cover behind the battlements. He waited for a break in the oncomming lightning and ordered his men to rise and fire as the strange bugs. Ducking down again after the shot.

OOC: Got to go for now. I will try to come back later if I can, but otherwise I will be back Monday.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 05:34 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 4 2005, 06:25 PM)

The atronach tore into the soldiers, knocking the battering ram aside. With alarming speed, however, it was overcome, and new soldiers came to take over the battering ram. It was a respite from the assault but not a long one.

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 05:40 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 4 2005, 04:27 PM)

"Loranna, let me do that. You keep us on our feet." Anya cried out. She took aim, and fired several arrows at incoming magic bolts to intercept them before hitting the soldiers, zig-zagging all the while.

Anya jumped in the are again, fortified with her own spells. She immediately cast Invisible. She pulled on the string as hard as possible until the bow wouldn't give anymore. She aimed at the nearest mage, and let loose the arrow. It screamed towards him, Anya hoped her few seconds out of sight and the speed would keep him from dodging.

She landed in a roll, and continued to keep cover the soldiers from the magic being rained from above.

Posted by: syronj Today, 05:44 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 06:34 PM)

Seeing this, Shaka clenched a hand in frustration. He had enough charge on the Spear to call up about another four Atronachs, but he would have to wait until they could prove more effective.

Shaka hurled a Greater Fireball at several of the parraptons. He watched the Muatramer arrows arc like rain onto the enemy below, but the defenders were still badly outnumbered.

He would hurl fireballs as long as his magicka and restorative potions held out. Shaka suspected, though, that the battle would yet become hand-to-hand.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 05:51 PM

QUOTE(ROLF_THE_UBER @ Nov 4 2005, 06:32 PM)

The battering ram was indeed rendered useless by the strikes of Ki'arre and the others, but it had already struck a couple times, hard enough to begin to crumble the first outer wall.

The battlemages cast shield spells on themselves, and then concentrated their fire on wall. It shook from the stress.

Posted by: niceguy5 Today, 05:57 PM

Dane leaped out of the watch tower and onto the battlements, without a flinch in his legs. A fireball was on the incoming, Dane quickly rolled into the other direction as the fireball bursted into little embers. Another fireball was targeted at the Werevamp, he made a back flip maneuver to avoid the fireball but his timing was a little off as the fireball engulfed his belly sending him flying into the Molag Mar defenders.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 05:59 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 03:51 PM)

Kratos saw the wall beginning to falter and shouted orders. "Bring those men inside of the second wall! Archers and mages, hold the attackers off until they can get inside! That wall is coming down!"

Ivelaes and his troops opened the gate for the soldiers that were in danger and launched spells at the enemy to hold them off.

The wall shook and finally collapsed, leaving a giant hole in the wall. The Muatramer and other soldiers struggled to get inside before the enemy could get at them.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 06:00 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 06:51 PM)

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 4 2005, 06:59 PM)

Loranna's follow up spells were rendered moot when the wall finally collapsed; with a muttered curse she switches her tactics back to fortifying and healing the defenders. She adds some fortify speed spells into the mix to help the retreating Muatramer reach safety before they're overwhelmed.

Posted by: Aki Today, 06:01 PM

Reichi could do naught but look on helplessly, he was a close-combat fighter, and thus couldn't do anything. Unless of course the wall fell or a Parrapton rider tried to flying to close to him, but the latter wasn't likely and if the former happened, things would get really really bad. The Dunmer gritted his teeth, grasping his blades, his dark silver armor glinting in the sunlight.

Then, the first wall fell, and Reichi cursed. It brought him clsoe to the time to fight, but it also taughted him with it being so close, but he couldn't hop the remaining wall in the Redoran mob, that'd be suicide.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 06:07 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 4 2005, 07:00 PM)

Loranna flashes Anya a quick smile, grateful that she and others were striking out at the parrapton riders. Then, the roar of magic striking the weakened wall fills her ears.

The battlemages had thought to cast shield spells on themselves, but these mages were grounded and more predictable in their casting than a parrapton-mounted flyer. She raises her hands and begins firing off weak, wide-area bolts of frost from her bracelet, meant to intercept the battlemages' shots before they reached the wall - and, to give her an idea of how many of the mages had forgotten to put up magical defenses for her follow up Absorb Willpower spells.
Loranna's follow up spells were rendered moot when the wall finally collapsed; with a muttered curse she switches her tactics back to fortifying and healing the defenders. She adds some fortify speed spells into the mix to help the retreating Muatramer reach safety before they're overwhelmed.

The Mages fired their offensive spells through the hole in the wall -- a few of them fizzled due to Loranna's spell, but most of the mages were well-trained enough to cast defensive to prevent that. Afterwards, they stepped back, and let the soldiers armed with warhammers finish clearing the way through the wall. The archers backed the warriors up, firing into the defenders now open wall.

Posted by: syronj Today, 06:09 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 4 2005, 07:00 PM)

Even as Shaka helped strengthen the shields on some defenders, and stabilized other, wounded fighters, he had an unexpected thought: if worst came to worst, he could Recall away from the battle.

Shaka knew he wouldn't run from Molag Mar, though. Although he and others of the adventurers had Recall spells or amulets, they wouldn't be able to live with themselves if they left the rank and file behind.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 06:24 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 4 2005, 07:09 PM)

This noble sentiment was put to the test when, in addition to the arrows being fired into the fortress, the battlemages sent a torrent of Demoralize Humanoid spells flying.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 06:28 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 04:07 PM)

The majority of the soldiers made it through the second wall, but many had fallen due to the enemy fire. The Muatramer on the second wall had begun to launch arrows now.

Kratos smiled as the Redoran and Indoril poured into the hole in the wall. They were now in range of the ballistas. But the ammunition these ballistas contained were limited. The ballista arrows had a special twist added to them. It was made up of an alchemical formula that made it burn, but it would burn even more if it were attempted to be extinguised. The ingrediants were very rare to come by, thus they were limited.

Kratos lit the arrow with his torch and ordered the first ballista to fire. The giant flying weapon screamed toward the Redoran and Indoril inside of the first wall.

Posted by: niceguy5 Today, 06:29 PM

"“They’ve breach the walls, they’ve breach the walls!” One of the archers shouts from the battlements. Men scurried to reinforce the breached wall but Dane was already on the spot. He easily ran past the other defenders with his Werewolf like abilities, unsheathing his silver Longsword. A few of the Redoran soldiers already were squeezed through, Dane leap into the air, in a body slam formation and took down several soldiers.

In the heat of the battle was where Dane became a master, his normal yellowish eyes flashed to a deep red. “Oh! I love this, time to feast on fresh blood” Dane leap onto a soldier on took him down.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 06:31 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 4 2005, 07:28 PM)

The attackers screamed in agony as the fire poured over them, dancing in death as they tried to extinguish it.

The defenders had a few moments respite from the attack.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 06:32 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 07:24 PM)

This noble sentiment was put to the test when, in addition to the arrows being fired into the fortress, the battlemages sent a torrent of Demoralize Humanoid spells flying.

Spells and arrows poured through the hole in the wall with wild abandon, a torrent of death; Loranna and the other healers were hard-pressed to keep the defenders shielded and healthy under the withering assault. Loranna's armor protected her from the magic attacks, absorbing the spells and fueling her own enchantments, but even still, she was fighting an uphill battle; for every soldier she healed, two more seemed to get wounded or killed in the space of time it took for her to finish her spell.

Then, the Demoralize spells smash into the defenders, and Loranna sees their morale cracking like the wall did but moments ago. Her armor again manages to absorb the attack, but that only protects her. She casts healing and rallying spells to counter the fear effects, a sensation of trying to hold up a sandcastle in the oncoming tide washing over her despite herself.

As she casts her spells, she sees more soldiers fall, and curses again ...

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 4 2005, 07:28 PM)

Loranna lets out a breath, thanking the Nine. Kratos's strategy had bought them some time, time she would put to good use. It was a small victory ...

Posted by: Axe the Brave Today, 06:33 PM

Trason turned around and saw as Redoran came pouring through the broken wall. He was quite fear stricken at first, but he got to his senses. He unsheathed his sword and threw his cloak to the ground.

"ATTACK!" Trason yelled as he ran toward the enemies. Suddenly they were ignited by a large flame which seemed to have come from nowhere.

Trason was knocked onto his rear-end by the impact but he quickly got back up. A few Redoran ran his way covered in flames. It was actually quite funny, despite the circumstances. It was easy kills for him and the soldiers.

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 06:36 PM

Molag Mar

Eats-With-Claws stared at the carnage from the defenders' position. He was no mage, nor was he an archer. The argonian was a melee fighter. His axe would be ready for the enemy as soon as they breached the second wall, of wich he had no doubt.

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 06:42 PM

Mournhold
Falco sighed as he washed his scales free of the dried blood drom his torture, with the basin of water Calogus had brought to him. He was no longer wearing his tattered red clothes, but rather: a simple blue robe. (also brought to him by Calogus) Finally, the argonian had slept
a bit. He was now ready for his trial, but that was not for many more hours (or whenever the Molag Mar battle is done).

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 06:44 PM

Using his limited magicka, Ingmar sent a few frost balls hurling at the Indoril and Redoran forces. Or, what he thought were the Indoril and Redoran forces. He couldn't tell the difference through the bloody mayhem.

Posted by: stratigo Today, 06:44 PM

Alexi watched the wall shatter. "Men, Form ranks!" He yelled. The order was repeated down the line. "Lock sheilds and march!" His men started forward at a quick pace towards the gap. His own battle mages managed to block most offensive magic, but still a few men fell here and there. After they were about 100 paces from the gap Alexi halted the men. "Ready spears! Throw!" A rain of short throwing spears flew towards their enemies. A few died, but more importantly many sheilds were ruined. Before he could order a second throw several allied warrios had rushed forward. Alexi cursed them, but such things happen with diversity at training. "Draw swords! Forward double pace!"

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Today, 06:45 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 4 2005, 04:31 PM)

The attackers screamed in agony as the fire poured over them, dancing in death as they tried to extinguish it.

The defenders had a few moments respite from the attack.

Kratos used this time to fix the formations and launch the last ballista arrow to the opposite side of the last to buy a little more time.

Ivelaes cast a spark spell from the walls directly at an Indoril archer as his troops began to pour down more fire onto the already burning enemies.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 07:05 PM

Loranna continues casting amid the smoke and smell of charred flesh, trying to keep her people alive. Around her, people screamed on both sides; Redoran and Indoril from Kratos's alchemical bolts, and defenders from the spells and arrows and soldiers that had managed to slip through the hole from the invaders.

Molag Mar was holding, but even Loranna could see that the invaders would still break through in force any minute; already there was melee fighting going on and the Redorans and Indoril still outnumbered the defenders by three to one, from her hurried estimations. Still, if they could just manage to hold ...

Then, there's a sudden burst in the air, and soldiers on her side scream in agony; Kratos's last ballista bolt had been intercepted in mid-flight by a lightning bolt, which tore through the projectile to blast the ballista itself to smithereens. Shards of burning wood rain down elsewhere as the other ballistas are likewise destroyed, in rapid succession. A last lightning bolt shatters against the weakened walls, breaking a second hole in Molag Mar's beleagured defenses.

As Loranna tries to comprehend this sudden onslaught, a single voice booms across the battlefield - a woman's voice, strong and confident, both beautiful and frightening in its majesty.

See you now the might of the TRUE Tribunal, lackies of the Imperial's puppet, calls forth the voice, emenating from a golden-skinned figure who floats above the Redoran and Indoril forces. Tatoos adorn her perfect figure, armored in a fearsome tusked helm and large, pointed pauldrons, nd a scimitar bathed in an electric aura is held high over her head, to be lowered to point at the shattered wall.

Behold the glory of Almalexia, traitors and foreign dogs, she says, as the Redorans and Indoril give voice to a cheer even more fearful than their opening battle cries, surging forth with the vigor of the fanatic ...

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And on that note, it's time to start a new thread.

LOCK. ON.

Loranna