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Posted by: Stargazey Nov 22 2005, 09:51 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://http//www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=141737&st=40&p=2871855&#entry2871855!! before starting up; everyone will be happier for it. Also, 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.

http://www.tc.umn.edu/~rhod0091/lrp/temp.html to help you get up to speed, here is 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.

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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)

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/Shardie/mapofmorrowind2.jpg is a map provided by Sharide showing the current division of territory between the forces loyal to the crown and the rebels in Morrowind.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 22 2005, 09:54 PM

Summary

Kratos and Ivelaes are in Molag Mar; having recently been informed of her progress, Kratos believes and trusts Anya with the important job he has placed on her shoulders.

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Molag Mar

Kratos had many thoughts on his mind as he gazed out at the shimmering ocean. There was only one thing to do now; put Anya in charge of the Shrine capturing mission. She could head out as soon as she pleased, for Kratos had many other things to attend to in this dire time.

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 22 2005, 09:59 PM

Diamond is in the Nymph and the Noggin, keeping an eye on things. She recently comforted Thom and Isidor, providing advice. She has become fairly good at that.

Marein is doing stuff somewhere.

Shai is somewhere Telera is not, but she is not mad.

Posted by: syronj Nov 22 2005, 10:01 PM

Summary: Shaka, an Argonian battlemage, is sailing with Telera to Molag Mar to offer Anya help in reclaiming the Shrines.

The trip across the Inner Sea was uneventful, except when Shaka stood at the bow of the ship with Telera in his arms and watched for Molag Mar to appear.

"I'm King of . . . Nothing!" he shouted, but the soldiers and sailors didn't catch an Argonian's humor.

When the canton heaved into view, Shaka could see traces of the battle, but overall the fortress had been well rebuilt and reinforced. The mountains brooded to the north, as ever. Shaka knew tombs and ruins worth exploring lay across the region, but there would be no time for that during the civil war.

"Well, let's try to find Anya before she goes on a Shrine mission," he remarked to Telera.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 22 2005, 10:03 PM

Summary

The Evil Faryon is waiting for the weapons dealer Jane to arrive. In the meantime, he is training his troops for battle, skilled as they may be, they need even more skill to face the enemy

Maranda is lurking around somewhere...

Posted by: stargate525 Nov 22 2005, 10:05 PM

Summary

Reeds-Saloat is in the Nymph and Noggin, waiting for his vision to return.

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 22 2005, 10:13 PM

Diamond saw Reeds at the bar, patting his hands around wildly as though he couldn't see. "Hello, Reeds," she said, familiar with the Argonian who could hold no drink.

"How are things?" she asked delicately

Posted by: stargate525 Nov 22 2005, 10:15 PM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Nov 22 2005, 09:13 PM)

"Absolute Durzog-dung." Said Reeds, feeling his way over to the bar, "First I see colors everywhere, then I go blind. This is not the best way to pass the time."

"Other than that," he continued, "Wonderful. And how are you?"

Posted by: SEKKA Nov 22 2005, 10:16 PM

Update:
after an interesting experience with Anya and some muatramer Sekka is now sitting in a holding cell in Molag Mar.

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 22 2005, 10:20 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Nov 22 2005, 10:15 PM)

"I'm...well." said Diamond confusedly. After talking to Reeds a bit more, she got the full details of the story.

"Here, how about I ask the chef to whip up something sedative?" She walked into the kitchen and returned with a steaming cup of soup.

"Drink up," she said, seizing his hand firmly and placing it on the spoon. "It's got some ingredients in it that increase your fatigue - I'm no expert on alchemy, though, so I can't tell you more than that. The hot water alone will soothe you. I'm told that it should keep you asleep for a few hours."

Posted by: stargate525 Nov 22 2005, 10:22 PM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Nov 22 2005, 09:20 PM)

Reeds dipped a finger into the liquid Diamond had placed in his hands. Liquid, warm, probably some sort of broth. A sudden thought entered his mind.

"This isn't that stuff Bob gave to that guy earlier was it?" Reeds asked worriedly, "I don't think I could deal with that right now."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 22 2005, 10:23 PM

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Nov 22 2005, 08:16 PM)

Update:
after an interesting experience with Anya and some muatramer and is now sitting in a holding cell in Molag Mar.

Kratos made his way down into the prison. He had heard that Anya arrested a fugitive that had attempted to steal from her. He was not all that pleased that one would steal from a good friend. He decided that he would treat this prisoner with all of the courtesy he could muster; all though, he had heard that this one was on the nutty side.

"Hello there. I hear you have gotten yourslef into quite a bit of trouble here. My name is Kratos, I am in command here at Molag Mar. Are you willing to talk this out with me?" Kratos asked, courteously.

Posted by: SEKKA Nov 22 2005, 10:28 PM

"hehehe...are you nice mr. Kratos....what I mean to say is how do you do?...hes a nice guy...yes im sure he is..." Sekka remaind crouched in a corner..." is there any kind of chance I could get my sword...ya know its kinda special....you wouldnt be able to draw it anyway its kinda made for....us."

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 22 2005, 10:30 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Nov 22 2005, 10:22 PM)

"It's excellent. Warm, and slightly spicy." Diamond replied firmly. "Nothing to worry about. In fact..."

She moved away from Reeds briefly. There was a handwritten menu posted behind the bar, to the bottom of which she added a note: "Sleep Soup (Fatigue Formula) 50 Septims."

The tavern would have its first customers for that item within the hour - the same man asked for a bed to sleep in, so there was profit all around.

Diamond returned to Reeds.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 22 2005, 10:31 PM

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Nov 22 2005, 08:28 PM)

Kratos ordered one of the Muatramer on prison guard duty to bring the sword into view. He gestured to the blade as he started to speak. "Are you talking about this? Surely, I will let you have it, as soon as you prove to me that you can control yourself enough to have restraint. Can you do this for me?"

Posted by: stargate525 Nov 22 2005, 10:32 PM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Nov 22 2005, 09:30 PM)

Diamonds hadn't lied to him yet, so Reeds decided to try it. He sipped a spoonful of the soup. It was perfect, just warm enough and delightfully spicy.

Spoon still in hand, Reeds fell snout first into the soup, fast asleep.

OOC note: probably out till late sunday.

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 22 2005, 10:34 PM

Diamond had the appropriate people move Reeds to a room.

When he woke a few hours later he would have his eyesight back, hopefully.

Posted by: SEKKA Nov 22 2005, 10:43 PM

"yes of course ill control him.....control me?....no him....o ok....shutup....wait just one second....there will be no more stealing here is that clear.....yes...yes...yes.." Sekka stood up and straightend his rags so as to look a little more presentable, he also slipped his dented and dirty adamantium boots on his feet.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 22 2005, 10:47 PM

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Nov 22 2005, 08:43 PM)

Kratos gave the signal and the Muatramer handed him the piece of weaponry. "I'm glad to hear it. Now i'm going to ask you a feew questions. If you don't feel like answering, I won't hold it against you. Alright? First question: What is your name? Second: Are you hurt anywhere? I can assure you, you'll be treated fairly here." Kratos said, being as civil as he thought best.

Posted by: SEKKA Nov 22 2005, 10:54 PM

"THANK YOU...may all of the dieties known to civilization bless you for your kin....thank you...thanks....oh yes first question....our name is Sekka...Sequa....Sekka....whatever....second answer....im not really hurt no, I feel a little bruise....your such a winp....he asked me....yer a wimp....are you...SHUT UP" Sekka stamped a foot on the floor and composed himself.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 22 2005, 11:01 PM

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Nov 22 2005, 08:54 PM)

Kratos stared at Sekka with a look of oddity, speaking. "Well ... er, Sekka, i'm glad to hear you aren't injured. Next question: what is your business here in Molag Mar. We are at war you know. I can't trust just anybody around these parts. And another: why did you attempt to steal from Anya, the Bosmer woman?"

Posted by: Teleran Nov 22 2005, 11:02 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 22 2005, 08:01 PM)

Summary: Shaka, an Argonian battlemage, is sailing with Telera to Molag Mar to offer Anya help in reclaiming the Shrines.
The trip across the Inner Sea was uneventful, except when Shaka stood at the bow of the ship with Telera in his arms and watched for Molag Mar to appear.

"I'm King of . . . Nothing!" he shouted, but the soldiers and sailors didn't catch an Argonian's humor.

When the canton heaved into view, Shaka could see traces of the battle, but overall the fortress had been well rebuilt and reinforced. The mountains brooded to the north, as ever. Shaka knew tombs and ruins worth exploring lay across the region, but there would be no time for that during the civil war.

"Well, let's try to find Anya before she goes on a Shrine mission," he remarked to Telera.

The ship bearing Telera and Shaka came into port at Molag Mar and they disembarked and made their way into the Molag Mar canton.

After the initial guards on the place had allowed them to enter, Telera found a Muatramer who didn’t appear to be on guard duty at the moment, though he was going somewhere at a fair clip and hailed him, “Hey Spearman, have you seen a Bosmer, beautiful, tattoo of a cherry beneath her right eye?”

Not waiting for an answer she continued, “Ah nevermind, we heard she’d come here for some work. Can we speak to the Chief War-Ordinator, Kratos about it? Even if she’s already out on assignment he should be able to help us, where can we find him?”

Posted by: SEKKA Nov 22 2005, 11:03 PM

"Well I was walking...then I saw a building...then I thought maybe they would be nice at this place...then well....yeah...she helped me out the nice lady.....beutiful mer....then well the...the purse was a little too tempting.....were sorry....we wont do it again..."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 22 2005, 11:09 PM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Nov 22 2005, 09:02 PM)

The ship bearing Telera and Shaka came into port at Molag Mar and they disembarked and made their way into the Molag Mar canton.

After the initial guards on the place had allowed them to enter, Telera found a Muatramer who didn’t appear to be on guard duty at the moment, though he was going somewhere and hailed him, “Hey Spearman, have you seen a Bosmer, beautiful, tattoo of a cherry beneath her right eye?”

Not waiting for an answer she continued, “Ah nevermind, we heard she’d come here for some work. Can we speak to the Chief War-Ordinator, Kratos about it? Even if she’s already out on assignment he should be able to help us, where can we find him?”

Ivelaes turned and waved to Telera and Shaka.

"You probably don't remember me, but I am Kratos' son, and one of his commanders to boot. I greet you sincerely. My father is rather indisposed at the moment, he is interrogating a prisoner that had been caught trying to steal from the mer you speak of. I will try my best to aid you in any way I can." Ivelaes stated with a bow.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 22 2005, 11:12 PM

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Nov 22 2005, 09:03 PM)

Kratos pondered in clear view by rubbing his chin. "I want to trust you but something about you is setting me off. Last question: If I were to set you free, are you sure i'd be able to trust you?" He asked, inquiringly.

Posted by: syronj Nov 22 2005, 11:16 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 23 2005, 12:09 AM)

"Thanks, Ivelaes," said the battlemage, and shook his hand. "If you don't mind, I'd like to go to the brig and talk to your father. I'm a little surprised the thief isn't under a healer's care. Anyone trying to steal from Anya is taking a big chance."

Shaka had put on the rest of his armor on board the ship. The Indoril pauldrons had raised a few eyebrows, but a number of Muatramer warriors had heard that the auxiliaries from Ald Raathim tended to have eclectic gear.

Posted by: SEKKA Nov 22 2005, 11:18 PM

" YESSIR...you can trust me...everyone can trust Sekka....i cant....shut up.....yes trust me ill just run away from this building, this place is too dreary....devil infestid badlands....thats my home....shutup....we will get out of your hair we promise."

Posted by: Teleran Nov 22 2005, 11:21 PM

“Nope don’t remember you. Didn’t know he had a son for that matter, but you Tusk-masks all look the same when you’re in battle,” Telera said. “And apart from battles I haven’t seen much of the Muatrathingies. You spend too much of your time at Temple sites and on Vvardenfell, not enough time carousing.”

“Mind if I go see the thief? Must have been nuts to try and steal from Anya, and damned lucky to be uninjured.”

Posted by: syronj Nov 22 2005, 11:27 PM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Nov 23 2005, 12:21 AM)

Shaka shook his head, but was smiling. "Tusk-Masks? You're a brat, Tel. They use demonic-looking visors for psywar purposes. . . . Oh well."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 22 2005, 11:28 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 22 2005, 09:16 PM)

Ivelaes nodded as he gestured for them to follow. He led them through the twisting corners and thick walls into the prison. He walked up to his father and whispered that he had company.

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Nov 22 2005, 09:18 PM)

He was speaking to Sekka as they arrived. "I'm going to allow you a pardon. But you remember this good, I will not tolerate the breaking of promises. If you indeed break another law i'm going to have to put you back in here. Is that clear?" He secretly ordered a Muatramer to make sure he didn't attempt anything that could harm either himself or another. The key was turned and the door opened. The Muatramer were ready if he tried to attack.

Kratos turned, keeping a watchful eye on Sekka.

"Telera, Shaka, more of my dear friends have come to Molag Mar after the battle. I trust you're here for Anya. Don't worry i've made sure she was comfortable here, as I will for you. Are you wishing to stay for awhile?" He asked, happily.

Posted by: SEKKA Nov 22 2005, 11:34 PM

"ummm...hi Tell.....isnt this nice.....uhhhh...maybe...yeah....i shoud leave.....hehe...."

Posted by: Teleran Nov 22 2005, 11:38 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 22 2005, 09:28 PM)

"Telera, Shaka, more of my dear friends have come to Molag Mar after the battle. I trust you're here for Anya. Don't worry i've made sure she was comfortable here, as I will for you. Are you wishing to stay for awhile?" He asked, happily.

QUOTE(SEKKA @ Nov 22 2005, 09:34 PM)

"ummm...hi Tell.....isnt this nice.....uhhhh...maybe...yeah....i shoud leave.....hehe...."

“Nah, don’t worry about leaving, Sekka, just keep a watch of your hands. I promise I won’t break any bones or anything.”

“Oh yeah, you definitely can’t leave yet, haven’t been introduced. Sekka this is Shaka. Shaka, Sekka, old friend from the Blue Dawn.”

Posted by: SEKKA Nov 22 2005, 11:42 PM

"....very nice to meet you...I hope you find your....what are you saying....just trying to be polite....thats not polite thats stupid....oh.....well anyway hello friend, has the road been kind?" Sekka put out a hand to Shaka.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 22 2005, 11:44 PM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Nov 22 2005, 09:38 PM)

“Greetings, Kratos. Not sure how long we’ll be here, as long as necessary I suppose,” Telera said. “Where is Anya-

Kratos turned his head to look over Sekka. "Tel, if you know him, I guess he is fine to be free about Molag Mar. But if he tries anything else i'm going to have to follow procedure." he said, outstretching his hand to Sekka.

"Don't you worry, Anya is fine. She came to me looking for a little work it would seem. I assigned her to lead the next mission I had planned. She does indeed have a good feel for stealth. If you are going to stay, I will have my soldiers prepare the best rooms I can muster for you. Anya is around, most likely showing my troops a thing or two." Kratos said, smiling.

Posted by: syronj Nov 22 2005, 11:45 PM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Nov 23 2005, 12:38 AM)

“Greetings, Kratos. Not sure how long we’ll be here, as long as necessary I suppose,” Telera said. “Where is Anya-

“Sekka! What are you doing in a cell? Oh, don’t tell me you…” Telera shook her head grinning, “That wasn’t real brilliant, mate. Anya’s not a good choice for pickpocketing. Nah, don’t worry about leaving, Sekka, just keep a watch of your hands. I promise I won’t break any bones or anything.

“Oh yeah, you definitely can’t leave yet, haven’t been introduced. Sekka this is Shaka. Shaka, Sekka, old friend from the Blue Dawn.”

"Sekka," he nodded, shaking the mer's hand. Shaka had only a shard of memory from the Tome as to Sekka's nature. The dunmer reminded him of the Argonian who had had the Fork of Horripilation: another being who had been seduced onto the Golden Road by Sheogorath.

It was uncanny how Sekka's voice changed as his personalities drifted to the surface and tumbled away again. "Some cultures on Nirn would hold you in esteem, Sekka," he said. "The . . . challenged, and the mad, are thought to be in special favor with the gods." He looked at the mer with a slight feeling of pity.

"Kratos, Telera and I wanted to help out Anya, though of course she doesn't need help. Thanks for the offer of guest quarters, too."

Posted by: SEKKA Nov 22 2005, 11:49 PM

Sekka cringed when Shaka said the word mad and he started to quiver slightly "He plagues us....but we will never be his....never....we belong to ourselves....I SPIT ON THE MAD ONE" Sekka spit on the ground and drove the spittle into the stone with the heel of his boot.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 22 2005, 11:51 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 22 2005, 09:45 PM)

"Kratos, Telera and I wanted to help out Anya, though of course she doesn't need help. Thanks for the offer of guest quarters, too."

"Anything for a few good friends. Sekka you are welcome to stay if you wish. I will treat you with the same courtesy I will treat them with, if it is your wish." Kratos stated, waving to his son as he left to condition his troops.

Posted by: SEKKA Nov 22 2005, 11:54 PM

Sekka never was one to accept curtesy, something in him simply rebelled against the easy and the comfortable, Sekka nodded and started walking into the hills *Clank*CLank*CLank*

Posted by: Teleran Nov 22 2005, 11:55 PM

“Danke, Kratos.” Telera said to his offer of a room.

“Oi, Shaka,” Telera muttered. Watching Sekka go off into the distance she added, “Wonder where he'll show up again. Hopefully doesn't manage tofind himself in Kragenmoor, this Faryon guy doesn't sound like the type to let him live.”

Posted by: syronj Nov 23 2005, 12:01 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Nov 23 2005, 12:55 AM)

Shaka reached out and squeezed Telera's hand. "Maybe the gods will look out for him a little. . . . I'm sorry now that I said the word 'mad' to him. Don't want to come off as callous."

As they walked to the hostel area of the canton, he mused: "Still a mystery, our minds. You'd think the healers would have learned over the millennia how to help better."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 23 2005, 12:03 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Nov 22 2005, 09:55 PM)

Kratos smiled as he oredered two of his Muatramer guards to escort them to their rooms when they were ready.

"You must fogive my briefness, but I have certain plans to make and tactics to engineer. I hope you find Anya soon. She seems rather eager to get the mission underway. If you are in need of anything, anything at all, just give me a ring and i'll make sure it happens." Kratos offered, waving and heading back up to his office.

Posted by: Teleran Nov 23 2005, 12:18 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 22 2005, 10:01 PM)

Telera waved goodbye to Kratos.

“Maybe he’ll get turned around and we’ll see him again in a day or two. Then we can properly apologize, for one of them that probably means getting him a whole bar’s worth of mead,” Telera said. “Hell, we might find him waiting for us inside wherever Kratos is planning on having Anya help his men take. Always had a knack for getting places he wasn’t supposed to be.

“I’m going to get settled in, who knows how long we’ll be here if Anya is training the troops. At least they’ll be properly trained though. I’ll meet up with you later Shaka,” Telera headed off to stow her belongings.

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 23 2005, 01:59 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Nov 22 2005, 11:18 PM)

“I’m going to get settled in, who knows how long we’ll be here if Anya is training the troops. At least they’ll be properly trained though. I’ll meet up with you later Shaka,” Telera headed off to stow her belongings.

Anya walked back to her room. The Shrine they were to attack, some silly name she wasn't about to pronounce, was going to begin that night and she was going to get in some rest.

She was about to go through her door, when she saw Telera lugging around with her belongings. Cocking her head, she shouted, "What in the world are you doing here?"

Posted by: Teleran Nov 23 2005, 02:09 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 22 2005, 11:59 PM)

“Looking for you,” Telera said, looking up. “I hadn’t seen you since we saw Shai in the Arena and I was worried that I might have caused you to, well…scared I might have run you off. Yeah, I know, I wasn’t thinking straight, but since I’m here I figured I would help you with whatever work Kratos has you doing if you didn’t mind.”

“Oh and Shaka’s here too, he should be around somewhere.”

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 23 2005, 02:12 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Nov 23 2005, 01:09 AM)

"Oh! Oh." Anya walked over, "Um, it wasn't you, exactly, that scared me away."

She kicked her feet at the ground, "Sorry for not saying anything, it was sorta an impulse to come here. I was tired of standing around Ald Raathim, waiting for things to happen. So I came here, looking for a few jobs to do, and instead was put in charge of a squad of special forces. Odd, huh, me in charge of people."

Posted by: Teleran Nov 23 2005, 02:18 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 23 2005, 12:12 AM)

“If they start sizing you for one of those two-part helms I think you should run,” Telera said with mock gravity. Speaking normally she added, “Guess Kratos trusts you then to be putting you in charge of his Muatramer. Found out any particulars about what job he wants you to do?”

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 23 2005, 02:24 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Nov 23 2005, 01:18 AM)

"They couldn't get me in a helmet even if they wanted too. Narrows feild of vision too much." Anya said seriously, "Besides, tusks just aren't me. I loose all my girlish charm when I look like a boar."

"Yeah, can't believe he trusts me. And I thought we knew each other long enough for him to know otherwise. But apperently I'm in charege of his best men, at least in this field. My job, or jobs depending on how you look at it, is to capture Shrines from 'blasphemers for those who worship the true Temple, to show all who is worthy of worship.' I just see it as a fancy excuse to make Redorans and Indorils bleed their own blood the best way I know how, with them never knowing how they just died."

Posted by: Teleran Nov 23 2005, 02:37 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 23 2005, 12:24 AM)

Telera laughed at the picture that came to mind of Anya in the Muatramer helm, looking like a boar as she had said.

“Ah, so crusaders in a holy war then. Well if it means they can get off their high horses and let us get to business then I’m all for it. Makes target that would be worthless otherwise more interesting to hit at least,,” Telera said casually. “Are the Muatramer under you command actually trained for stealth or just tin-cans who think that lightening their loads and hiding under a shroud of magic makes them proficient in stealth?”

Posted by: syronj Nov 23 2005, 02:43 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Nov 23 2005, 03:37 AM)

Shaka walked down the corridor, having stowed his gear, and heard the two women's voices. He entered the room as Anya was thinking of a reply.

"Hail to the warrior queens. . . . Anya, I know you didn't need help, but I figure I owe it to Loranna to do more than lounge around Ald Raathim."

"Also, I missed you, kid," he said, his eyes tracing the cherry tattoo under her strikingly green eyes.

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 23 2005, 02:46 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Nov 23 2005, 01:37 AM)

"Well, there are a few who knew what they were doing, but largely they were given Chameleon items and sent in for the kill. Highly inefficient if you ask me. I made sure each of them knew how to hide themselves, and to only rely on that. Enerything else is a bonus. Plus, I made sure they now know how to kill quietly, and accurately. And enemy that doesn't have warning, can't defend themselves. And it keeps them alive."

Anya helped Telera settle in her room, "One lad, though, is fairly good. He has a knack for being quiet. Very disciplined too, keeps calling me 'Sir' though. He can't be much older than Diamond, though."

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 23 2005, 01:43 AM)

"Also, I missed you, kid," he said, his eyes tracing the cherry tattoo under her strikingly green eyes.

Anya wanted to say something to the effect of "I can do this on my own." but couldn't help but smile. Instead, she embraced Shaka warmly, and said "Thanks for coming, it means a lot. But I'm fine alone, really, you don't have to worry. I've spent my life alone."

Posted by: Teleran Nov 23 2005, 03:17 AM

“Well, now you’re not alone anymore Anya,” Telera said, hurrying to amend. “At least not if don’t want to be.”

Posted by: syronj Nov 23 2005, 03:24 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 23 2005, 03:46 AM)

"I know, but as Tel says, you aren't any more. Not since I met you, and Telera came along." Shaka hesitated a second.

"Anya, this is stupid but I almost feel jealous about the recruit you mentioned."

"I'm going to call it a night. We're here to help you out if you want it, but don't worry; I didn't come along with the idea that you needed rescuing or anything like that. See you tomorrow, elf."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 23 2005, 07:30 AM

ooc: Isidor, male nord, is lounging around the Nymph and Noggin, not doing much of anything.

Tyradil and Tilitalia are in school.

Tsei's asleep in a room in the Noggin.

Posted by: Axe the Brave Nov 23 2005, 07:36 AM

Summary:

Trason is wandering the streets, trying to find his way to the temple to find help.

Posted by: vaanic~one Nov 23 2005, 11:40 AM

OOC Summary:

Vaan is In Mournhold, Helping Necron with his counter-intelligence plans...

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 23 2005, 12:11 PM

Commander Slashes-With-Claws and his good friend Jei-Set were in Slashes quarters. They had been unable to talk to Loranna, they would try again another time.

They discussed the captured Morag Tong, speaking in Hist.

"You should kill him and take his heart as a trophy, there are not many who survived an attack by the Tong." Jei-Set said, also remembering his own encounter with the Morag Tong.

"I am not so sure that would be propper. Either way we need to talk to Loranna about this." Slashes thought for a moment, "Perhapps we should pay the familly of Alren Dres a visit."

"That would be good." Jei-Set waved his claws. "We can convince them to cancel the writ."

"Yes, not sure how though, or if the way you are thinking would be right either. If will be dangerous though, after all we both have writs on us. I am tired, and have much to do tomarrow."

They took turns, one standing guard while the other slept. Guards ere posted outside the door, which had been locked and warded, as well.

In the morning Slashes went to training with the new recruits, Jei-Set accompanied him, curious about Slashes duties.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 23 2005, 02:28 PM

Summary

Kethiah, ex-assassin, co-proprietor of the Nymph and Noggin, and secretly Loranna's Spymaster, has informed Loranna about Jane, who will be going undercover. She has returned to work at the tavern.

Goranthir, Prince of Firsthold, is currently undercover in Vvardenfell, and speaking of whom --

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 23 2005, 01:03 AM)

A young Imperial in the employ of King Helseth, Octovides, brought his report to Kratos.

"This is from one of our agents undercover in Vvardenfell who has been to Telasero," he said.

Telasero

The Redoran and Indoril have the shrine well-protected, and there are a number of powerful battlemages in their employ. Some of the walls have been sealed, and when I inquired about the reasons, I was told it had something to do with the former inhabitants of the shrine ... Which would be Sixth House adherents ... I investigated further, and could hear faint scratching sounds behind the walls ... It may be that some ash slaves survived to this day and are sealed within.

Agent G

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 23 2005, 03:14 PM

Diamond found Kethiah in the tavern, where she would be filled in on the latest from the bar. Nothing she was about to say was of pressing importance, but it was good to keep her employer and friend notified. Besides, though not explicitly aware of Kethiah's position as Spymaster Diamond knew how much intelligence circulated to the Dunmer.

"Thom was looking for you," Diamond reported. "Apparently Ahjaar and Luxi have run off, and he just wants you to keep your eyes and ears open. Our new chef apparently has a talent for making 'Sleep Soup', which we are now selling to weary travelers along with rooms. Some dockhands got rowdy at the Noggin last night, but our staff handled them brilliantly...and - you should talk to Isidor, he seems to be dwelling still on the Ingmar issue."

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 23 2005, 03:19 PM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Nov 23 2005, 04:14 PM)

"Thanks, Diamond," Kethiah smiled. "And how is your newest painting coming along?"

Posted by: apocolipseLater Nov 23 2005, 03:21 PM

OOC: Summary

Dar'Tessir is in the Nymph & Noggin, reading the book that Reeds had given him. He had seen Reeds' "episode" and the sleep soup. Although Reeds is his friend and he had been concerned when Reeds had started yelling, Dar'Tessir couldn't help but be amused when he was staggering around blinded.

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 23 2005, 04:07 PM

"It's nearly finished, thank you," said Diamond; indeed she had been working on Reichi for a few months now. Reichi was one of the most interesting subjects, as his lycanthropy made for interesting material. The entire background of the painting was a night of wolves in the full moon - hunting, battling, prowling. In the foreground Reichi was crouched and ready to fight. Behind him, but of equal proportion, was a faded image of the white werewolf. The foreground Reichi's ring was prominent.

It had taken a long time to perfect the concept of this one, as she didn't want to make it clear that Reichi was a werewolf while still paying homage to his abilities. In the meantime she had in fact completed another painting: Anya. Though she had considered painting Anya with Shaka, as she had painted Isidor and Kethiah, their relationship was so confusing (Telera and now Shai, quests with Dibella...) that she had decided to paint the three of them - Anya, Shaka, and Telera - separately. Anya's painting had the Bosmeri archer concealed behind a tree, the branches revealing only her eyes and the arrow-end of her bow. It was distinctly Anya, though.

The portrait of Anya was back at Diamonds' studio home, as was Reichi's.

--------------------------

Over the past eight months, Diamond had completed a total of six oil-on-canvas paintings including Reichi: There was opening night at the Nymph, with a handful of the heroes clanking tankards; from the same night, Loranna and Tris's Dibellan dance; Goranthir, the majestic warrior-king (with a full head of hair); Isidor and Kethiah, back-to-back, defending one another, the twins behind; Anya, as described earlier; and Reichi. The dance scene was with Kethiah and the last two were with Diamond, so Ald Raathim's Wall of Heroes now featured three paintings.

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Diamond told Kethiah that she would have two paintings ready for her soon, which would both go on the Wall.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 23 2005, 04:26 PM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Nov 23 2005, 05:07 PM)

Diamond told Kethiah that she would have two paintings ready for her soon, which would both go on the Wall.

"Take your time, but know that I can't wait," Kethiah smiled. "By the way, there's another project I was talking to Loranna. What would you think about being commissioned to do a sculpture for the central town square of Jazbet?"

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 23 2005, 04:29 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 23 2005, 04:26 PM)

Diamond's eyes widened slightly. "I would be honored," she said quietly.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 23 2005, 05:09 PM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Nov 23 2005, 05:29 PM)

Diamond's eyes widened slightly. "I would be honored," she said quietly.

"Loranna will be happy to hear that," Kethiah replied. "She wouldn't trust a memorial to her late husband to anyone else."

They discussed payment and costs a bit more before Kethiah went to check on the rest of the tavern.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 23 2005, 05:49 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 23 2005, 05:09 PM)

Isidor walked over to Kethiah and kissed her. "How are you? Busy, I see, but otherwise?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 23 2005, 06:14 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 23 2005, 06:49 PM)

Isidor walked over to Kethiah and kissed her. "How are you? Busy, I see, but otherwise?"

"You know me, I'm happiest when I'm occupied," Kethiah smiled. "Diamond told me you'd been dwelling on the situation with your brother ..."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 23 2005, 06:18 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 23 2005, 06:14 PM)

"You know me, I'm happiest when I'm occupied," Kethiah smiled. "Diamond told me you'd been dwelling on the situation with your brother ..."

Isidor smiled, and said, "No, I was just bored the other day, and I guess it came to mind ..." He took her hand in his and said, "I'd much rather look to the future. You mentioned something about a wedding, right?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 23 2005, 06:21 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 23 2005, 07:18 PM)

"Well, when you asked me to marry you and I said yes, I guess 'wedding' sounded like part of the plan," Kethiah laughed. "Unless you want to just have a little ceremony, get Loranna or one of the priests to bless us ..."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 23 2005, 06:26 PM

Slashes-with-Claws and Jei-Set entered the Nymph & Noggin. They looked a little wary or their surroundings. Scrutenizing the people more. The approached the bar, slashes ordered a Flin, Jei-Set a brandy.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 23 2005, 06:28 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 23 2005, 06:21 PM)

Isidor thought for a moment and then said, "Well, whatever you'd like to do. Shaka once offered his garden as a wedding place, if you'd like to just have a small ceremony there."

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 23 2005, 06:33 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Nov 23 2005, 06:26 PM)

Diamond brought the drinks over to the pair. "Hello Slashes, Jei-Set," she said - again she knew the other Argonian by association. "Can I interest you in some Heshkal, imported from the Marsh?"

Pausing, she asked, "Why the long faces?" She recalled the attack on Slashes and comprehension appeared on her face. "If you're worried about security you may want to move over to the Nymph side of things, you get a more exclusive crowd there."

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 23 2005, 06:36 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 23 2005, 07:28 PM)

Isidor thought for a moment and then said, "Well, whatever you'd like to do. Shaka once offered his garden as a wedding place, if you'd like to just have a small ceremony there."

"I've never been there, but it sounds lovely," Kethiah smiled. "Not a big party ... I feel we get just enough noise and festivity on the average night right here."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 23 2005, 06:43 PM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Nov 23 2005, 07:33 PM)

Slashes answered first, "I had heard you were out of Heshkal, with all the freed slaves in Ald Raathim. If you do have some, then I will have that."

"You have Heshkal here?" Jei-Set asked, "First place I have seen with Heshkal. I'll take two of those."

Slashes eyed the crowds again. "I think perhapps we would be safer in the Nymph, but a place where we can watch the enterances. Will you take us?"

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Nov 23 2005, 06:46 PM

QUOTE

Parrapton Mail is surprisngly fast, and within a few short hours, the letter had made it onto Faryon's desk. He had heard of this Jane before, but was surprised at the quality of the weapons she posessed... he looked at the postmark, it had come from Ald Raatham, according to the return adress, which Faryon thought was strange indeed. Why would a member of the enemy offer to sell him weapons? He decided, that he would ask in person, 'Servent, pen a letter for me

'Dear Jane
It has come to my attention that you are prepared to sell us high quality artifacts and weapons. Because of this, I have decided to grant you permission to enter the territory of Kragenmoor, however, you will have to enter via Cheydinhal. Please find enclosed a gate pass to get by the border guards. I shall be expecting your presence post haste
Sincerely
Councillor Indoril Faryon, so on and so fowarth'
'Very well, I will have that letter sent out immediatly' The servent replied
'Oh, and another thing, give her a purple pass instead of the green pass'
'Very well, but thats highly unorthadox, purple passes are tagged'
'Indeed they are, I dont want a gate pass falling into the hands of my opponents, it would be terrible. This way, I will be informed if someone has entered the pass,' Faryon finished as the servent sent off the letter

Reiza opened the door to Jane's office and found her employer standing in the middle of the room, pondering a letter.

"I have received word from the freight ship we were looking into." Jane looked up with a smile on her face and started to pace with exuberance.

"Excellent, it's all falling into place, it best have been good." She looked up and Reiza quickly nodded. "I'm leaving for Cheydinhal, could you see to it that every thing is made ready for my departure. I have something to take care of. You will run things from here."

...

It was a short time later when Jane was outside the Nymph and Noggin in a brown traveling robe, her hood covering most of her face. She opened the door, pulled the hood away from her face, and had a quick look around for Kethiah as she headed towards the bar.

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 23 2005, 06:50 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Nov 23 2005, 06:43 PM)

Diamond led the Argonian pair up to a room on the second floor, and placed them in a booth slightly removed from the stairs so that, with watchful eyes, they could spot someone coming up from the Noggin before that someone spotted them.

There was, in fact, some Heshkal remaining, but supplies were very limited. Diamond gave the Argonians some at original price but raised the cost soon after.

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 23 2005, 06:51 PM

QUOTE(JaneOfWaves @ Nov 23 2005, 07:46 PM)

It was a short time later when Jane was outside the Nymph and Noggin in a brown traveling robe, her hood covering most of her face. She opened the door, pulled the hood away from her face, and had a quick look around for Kethiah as she headed towards the bar.

Kethiah could be seen near the bar, smiling, in close, flirtatious conversation with Isidor ...

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 23 2005, 06:55 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 23 2005, 06:36 PM)

"I've never been there, but it sounds lovely," Kethiah smiled. "Not a big party ... I feel we get just enough noise and festivity on the average night right here."

"Ok." Isidor smiled, "Well, when you're ready -- I'm ready. Of course, Shaka, Teleran, and Anya are all disposed at the moment, but when they come back, a little ceremony at Shaka's yurt sounds great."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 23 2005, 06:55 PM

QUOTE(Tricrux @ Nov 23 2005, 07:50 PM)

"Thank you, this will do." Slashes said, relieved. He sipped his drink and then asked, "What have you to eat?"

"You got anything live?" Jei-Set added. He drank too. "Good stuff! You get it direct from Argonia?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 23 2005, 06:57 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 23 2005, 07:55 PM)

"Why don't you just surprise me when the time's right?" Kethiah smiled. "Just pick me up and carry me to the garden. When I least expect it."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 23 2005, 06:57 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 23 2005, 12:28 PM)

SummaryGoranthir, Prince of Firsthold, is currently undercover in Vvardenfell, and speaking of whom --
A young Imperial in the employ of King Helseth, Octovides, brought his report to Kratos.

"This is from one of our agents undercover in Vvardenfell who has been to Telasero," he said.

Telasero

The Redoran and Indoril have the shrine well-protected, and there are a number of powerful battlemages in their employ. Some of the walls have been sealed, and when I inquired about the reasons, I was told it had something to do with the former inhabitants of the shrine ... Which would be Sixth House adherents ... I investigated further, and could hear faint scratching sounds behind the walls ... It may be that some ash slaves survived to this day and are sealed within.

Agent G

Molag Mar

Kratos read the report and smiled when he saw the letter G. He knew exactly who Agent G was. He began drawing a crude sketch of Telasero, further inhancing it with the description on the paper. As he finished, the fortress began to look almost exactly like what you would imagine it to look like.

There would be a time for taking shrines back; now they would just have to focus on things a little closer to home.

OOC

Wrestling is going to interfere with my time in the RP. Just letting you all know so I don't cause anyone to lose their plots because of me.

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 23 2005, 06:58 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Nov 23 2005, 06:55 PM)

"That's my understanding, yes," said Diamond carefully. She handed each of the pair menus and went back down to the Noggin bar.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 23 2005, 07:03 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 23 2005, 06:57 PM)

"Why don't you just surprise me when the time's right?" Kethiah smiled. "Just pick me up and carry me to the garden. When I least expect it."

Isidor grinned and said, "Will do. I'll go and pick up the kids from school now." He kissed her again, and walked out of the tavern.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 23 2005, 07:23 PM

'Warfare, chaos, villianry. Both sides believe themselves just, both sides are, yet both sides believe the other is wrong, and both sides are wrong. All they fight for is chaos. That is all thier puny war brings. I dont have time for such mortals, those who fight for just reasons. Those who betray my trust so blatently, and those who just do not believe in me, worship me. They worship fake gods, hence they deserve to be swallowed by the impending chaos, the revolution, the destruction. My my, Dagon will be truly happy over this... yet strangely enough, Im not. Yet it is not my position to interfere so directly, should I sit back and watch? What should I do, leave these mortals to destroy themselves? There is more bloodletting on this conternent now than during the age of Thawn... ambitious men lead to ambitious plans, lead to chaos and destruction... what is my take on this?
They deserve it
They have grown fearless during the long age of peace
They have grown to disrespect us
Yes, they deserve what they will get' Maranda finished reading the parchment that was on the ground, amongst all the others. Whilst many were propaganda for the war, this one seemed different. Firstly, because it was the first time she had seen the parchment, second, it was written in vermillion ink... what could this mean? she wondered, who would use the Prince of Destruction's name so freely? It was like she was ment to find this Parchment. Quietly she pocketed it, and went on her way, not noticing the bottom of the parchment was ripped off. Laying on the ground simple words could be seen, 'You have not heard the last of me, Maranda Biennie; Meridia'

Posted by: Aki Nov 23 2005, 08:45 PM

OOC Summary (of doom!)

Reichi Sari, is doing nothin'. As always.

---

Reichi trudged into the Nymph and Noggin, looking as exhausted as one would look after running a lap around Tamriel. The mer slumped into a chair with a sigh, and ran a hand through his hair. He glanced around the tavern for a few moments, before sighing and ordering a Sujamma. Gotta be something happenin', he thought to himself. Ald Raathim's a magnet to folk with problems. Gotta be something to do...

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 23 2005, 08:56 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Nov 23 2005, 08:45 PM)

Isidor returned from the school, and walked over to Reichi. "So, what you've been up to?"

Posted by: Aki Nov 23 2005, 09:03 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 23 2005, 09:56 PM)

Isidor returned from the school, and walked over to Reichi. "So, what you've been up to?"

Reichi looked up, and took a sip of his Sujamma beofre answering. "Well, pretty much nothing," Reichi said. "Aside from the same-old same old training stuff. Running, practicing. That [censored]."

"How about you?"

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 23 2005, 09:09 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Nov 23 2005, 09:03 PM)

Isidor smiled. "Been kinda bored myself, as of late. Getting married soon, it looks like, but aside from that ... " Isidor was waved to by a customer, and said to Reichi, "Good to talk to you again. We'll have to go and kill something together sometime." He slapped the dunmer on the shoulder, and went to the customer.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 23 2005, 09:17 PM

Slashes-With-Claws and Jei-Set had finished their meal and proceeded down to the Noggin. Noticing a dunmer sitting at the bar as he walked by, not so much by sight but by smell, he approached. Slashes and Jei-Set conversed for a moment in Hist.

"Do you smell that? Someting is not right about him, I know that smell." Slashes said.

"you are right marshbrother."

the dunmer noticed them.

Posted by: Aki Nov 23 2005, 09:26 PM

Reichi nodded to Isidor as he walked off. He saw a pair of Argonians, both males if Reichi remebered enough abotu Argonians to tell the difference. The two stopped for a moment and conversed in a series of clicks and hisses Reichi knew to be Hist.

"You know," he said. "Its generally considered impolite to converse like that in public. People wonder what you've got to hide..."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 23 2005, 09:31 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Nov 23 2005, 10:26 PM)

"You know," he said. "Its generally considered impolite to converse like that in public. People wonder what you've got to hide..."

The two Argonians stopped talking abruptly. Slashes, responded to the Dunmer, "I am sorry if bothered you. We mearly prefer to converse in our native language." Slashes was too curious, where had he smelled that before? He dieided to talk to the dunmer, maybe he could learn something. "I am Commander Slashes-With-Claws, greetings to you."

Jei-Set kept an eye on the rest of the tavern.

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Nov 23 2005, 09:33 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 23 2005, 09:21 PM)

Kethiah could be seen near the bar, smiling, in close, flirtatious conversation with Isidor ...

Jane sat next to the man Kethiah was talking to, she assumed it was Isidor he fit the description. She smiled at both of them.

"Nice day for traveling don't you think?" It was hard for her control her jubilation but she managed to keep it mostly internal, although it poured out every time she smiled.

Posted by: Aki Nov 23 2005, 09:40 PM

"I'm Reichi Sari," Reichi replied. "I don't hang out around the army bases and such much, so thats probablly why I haven't run into you yet. As for your language," Reichi paused, "I'm just saying, theres a war on and people get suspicious. I mean, way back before all this business you couldn't wear a full-helm for long without people wonderin' if you were a vampire or something underneath. 'Course, that doesn't apply to you. They don't make full-helms for Beast races around here...or anywhere I think...at least not without getting it custom made."

"Your buddy in the army too?"

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 23 2005, 09:46 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Nov 23 2005, 10:40 PM)

"Your buddy in the army too?"

Jei-Set answered for himself, "I am Jei-Set, formerly of the Twin Lamps. We used to work together a few years back, but we had to go our seperate ways. We got reunited just a few days ago, due to some... unfortunate circumstances." There was a crash as a drunken Nord fell onto a table knocking it over. Both argonians nearly jumped out of their scales. Jei-Set has a paralization spell ready and Slashes drew a steel throwing knife. When they realized what it ws they calmed down. Jei-Set stopped casting the spell, Slashes sheathed the knife.

Posted by: Aki Nov 23 2005, 09:52 PM

"For a army commander and a former Twin Lamp operative, you two sure are jumpy," Reichi commented. "Indoril Faryon's little proclamation got you all stirred up thinking someone's gonna try and turn you in for a profit or something?"

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 23 2005, 09:57 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Nov 23 2005, 10:52 PM)

Slashes lowered his voice. "Nothing of the kind, a few bounty hunters we can handle."

"I got one already." Jei-set added.

Slashes pondered for a moment, why should he tell the dunmer about the assassination attempts? But there was something odd about him, "you look like a good fighter, perhaps you could help us out with something. There have been two assassination atempts. One on me, one on Jei-Set. Faryon has issued a writ with the Morag Tong."

Posted by: Aki Nov 23 2005, 10:05 PM

"Ah, The Morag Tong," Reichi said, a grin creeping onto his face. "I'm familar with them. Intimately familar. I used to be a Morag Tong assassin up until a few years or so ago," he explained. "A writ. Hm. Well, theres generally three ways for a writ to end. The target dying, the writ being cancelled by the guy who put out the writ, and the writ's duration running out. Most only have a thirty day duration or so."

"I am a good fighter, but actively fighting the Tong without the assassin coming at you would be highly illegeal. Your only way out without dying is to get the writ withdraw or wait out the duration. Considering how Faryon's like, I doubt he's withdrawing the writ...."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 23 2005, 10:14 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Nov 23 2005, 11:05 PM)

"I am a good fighter, but actively fighting the Tong without the assassin coming at you would be highly illegeal. Your only way out without dying is to get the writ withdraw or wait out the duration. Considering how Faryon's like, I doubt he's withdrawing the writ...."

"Thank you, your information is very useful." Slashes said. He could think of nithing else about the softskin's pecular smell. He and Jei-Set departed the tavern.

"If we can find the family of Alren Dres we can get the writ canceled." Jei-Set said in Hist. He waved some claws. "I am sure we can persuade them."

Slashes was not sure that Loranna would approve of physical threats against a fellow member of house Dres. "I think we should see Loranna first, after all, she is a noble of House Dres."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 24 2005, 10:33 AM

Isidor sat on the roof of the Nymph and Noggin, gazing out at the stars. It was early in the morning, or very late in the evening. The dawn had not come yet, and Isidor had a clear view of the inner sea.

As he sat, he wondered what tommorrow might bring. What the war would bring. Who knew what would happen tommorrow? You had to be grateful for what you had today, he supposed, instead of what you might not have tommorrow.

Isidor reajusted himself, to sit more comfortably, and closed his eyes.

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 24 2005, 12:27 PM

If Tris Gaerington was the fastest man alive, then Marein Nightscar may well have been the luckiest. While it was true that in his past he had been fallen down from a tower, dwelled in a coma, found a ridiculous possessive crown while adventuring, gotten trapped in the body of a sixteen year old girl, and been forced to kill his own love, it was also true that he had survived the fall, awoken from the coma, subdued the crown, saved the girl's life, and saved it again by killing his former fiancee.

Lately Marein had been out of sorts, plagued with guilt and battle trauma. Today, though, he went down to the Noggin and played cards.

It felt good to win.

Posted by: Argonians rule Nov 24 2005, 12:57 PM

OOC Summaries:

Ondave, male Dunmer swordsman, is currently training in the Ascadian Isles

Eats-With-Claws, male argonian warrior, ic currently moping, having just resigned from the army.

(Don't expect much out of these two for a while)

Haasuul, male argonian bounty hunter, is currently stalking his next victim in Ald Raathim, having recently turned in a large sack of right arms for a healthy sum of gold.

IC:

Haasuul occasionally stole a quick glance at the Khajiit drinking witrh his friends in the Noggin. The argonian didn't know if he was a freed slave. Nor did he care. He had come here because Ald Raathim had so many Khajiit and argonians. Now he had only to play the waiting game.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 24 2005, 07:39 PM

Ald Raathim

The door to the Nymph and Noggin swung open, and a handsome young Breton male stepped through. A small brown satchel hung from his left shoulder down to his right hip, most likely containing supplies from a faraway journey. One look and you could tell he was an experienced mage; he also looked as though he hadn't a care in the world.

He cringed with delight as he noticed that Ald Raathim was host to a plethora of beautiful women. He could never control himself around a pretty lady. The first lovely barmaid that crossed his path would most likely be susceptible to his charming and flirting.

He ordered himself a drink at the bar and waited for the first chance to meet someone new. He was very noticeable in a crowded environment.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 24 2005, 07:46 PM

Maranda walked into the Nymph and Noggin, very strange behaviour for her, as she hardly ever came in, still reading the vermillion Parchment she picked up yesterday... she was looking for someone, one of the people that normally hang out around here to try and make sence of the document... Was that Isidor on the roof? she wondered, she was sure she saw someone up there...

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 24 2005, 07:47 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 07:46 PM)

Isidor came down of the roof, after seeing Maranda -- it had been a while since they had talked. He came down through the hatch, and waved to Maranda.

"How are you, then? It's been a while."

Posted by: Shardie Nov 24 2005, 07:52 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 11:47 AM)

Isidor came down of the roof, after seeing Maranda -- it had been a while since they had talked. He came down through the hatch, and waved to Maranda.

"How are you, then? It's been a while."

'Fine fine,' Maranda replied, 'It has been a while, my job does not let me have time off often... I was wondering... well, I found this piece of vermillion parchment, and I was wondering if someone could help me make sence of it? I thought the people in here would know... but boy, I see hardly ANYONE I know in here...' she looked around the room carefully, placing the parchment on a table,

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 11:23 AM)

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 24 2005, 07:55 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 07:52 PM)

Isidor smiled, and looked over the parchment. As he read, his eyebrows steadily raised. "Wow. This is a weird little note ... Dagon? Maybe something involving the Daedra?" Isidor faintly remembered someone remembering Maranda being involved with Meridia ...

Posted by: Shardie Nov 24 2005, 07:57 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 11:55 AM)

'Indeed it is wierd... but that was not what caught my eye... do you know how hard it is to make vermillion ink? its IMPOSSIBLE. Thats why I wanted to get someone elses take on it, dont you think it sounds foreboding?' Maranda continued, light handedly

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 24 2005, 08:03 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 07:57 PM)

Isidor nodded. In truth, he knew little of vermillion ink, but it sounded odd. "Certainly sounds foreboding, yes. Have you asked anyone else about this? I don't know much about ominous notes, I'm afraid."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 24 2005, 08:06 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 05:57 PM)

Astien's eyes scanned the room until he noticed a very beautiful Breton woman. His jaw looked as though it was about to drop to the floor. She was standing next to a Nord and they seemed to be in a conversation about something serious. But he couldn't pass that up.

He downed his drink and quickly hurried over. Before he reached them he calmed himself down a bit and seemed relaxed. "Greetings to you, you are very sex ... er, beautiful miss." He blushed and tried to hide it as he bowed. He favored his charm but somehow it always managed to leave him in the dust when speaking with a pretty woman.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 24 2005, 08:07 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 12:03 PM)

'No, not really, Ive been wandering aimlessly around town all day trying to figure this note out... before, silly me, I knew I should have come here when more people were about... So you said it had somthing to do with Dagon? or the Daedra? It would certianly explain the vermillion ink... and what do you think of the last part of the message that has been torn off?' she trailed off into dreamland for a bit... thinking about the message, and what it could all mean, 'Im sorry, then that I wasted your time... so, what are you up to these days? Other than running a tavern, Isidor?'

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 25 2005, 12:06 PM)

Astien's eyes scanned the room until he noticed a very beautiful Breton women. His jaw looked as though it was about to drop to the floor. She was standing next to a Nord and they seemed to be in a conversation about something serious. But he couldn't pass that up.

He downed his drink and quickly and hurried over. Before he reached them he calmed himself down a bit and seemed relaxed. "Greetings to you, you are very sex ... er beautiful miss." He blushed and tried to hide it as he bowed. He favored his charm but somehow it always managed to leave him in the dust when speaking with a pretty woman.

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 24 2005, 08:09 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 06:57 PM)

Bob walked near Maranda and Isidor, scrubbing the same pot he was scrubbing when he talked with Thom.

Glancing at the note, he looked to Maranda, "Well Endowed One, obviously this ink is not impossible. I suggest you make haste the Ink Guild and inquire about it. Many a scrib would have fallen for this knowledge, for it does indeed seem valuable. I would not place much importance on the letter though. This person does not seem to understand one's will to cook."

Posted by: Shardie Nov 24 2005, 08:12 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 25 2005, 12:09 PM)

Maranda didn't know if this man was insane or joking... ether way, she decided to play along, since she was complemented by him, 'Ive already been to the ink guild, no luck'

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 24 2005, 08:14 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 08:07 PM)

"Getting married, soon enough," Isidor said, with a smile. Noticing the breton man flirting with Maranda, and Bob acting odd as usual, Isidor sat on a stool, with a bemused smile.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 24 2005, 08:17 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 06:07 PM)

'Oh thankyou, dear sir, you can call me sexy if you want, beautiful too, in fact, I prefer men who are more daring than not' what she didn't say was that she prefered women more... she could see a potential donation target whenever she could
Maranda didn't know if this man was insane or joking... ether way, she decided to play along, since she was complemented by him, 'Ive already been to the ink guild, no luck'

Astien raised his head and began to blush even more. "Where are my manners i'm, er, my name is Astien Dalomax; healer." He said, nervously.

He finally noticed the Nord standing next them again. "I am so sorry for interrupting your conversation, I ... Well i've journeyed long to get here, from High Rock." He offered his hand to Isidor.

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 24 2005, 08:18 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 07:12 PM)

Maranda didn't know if this man was insane or joking... ether way, she decided to play along, since she was complemented by him, 'Ive already been to the ink guild, no luck'

"I would then suggest you enter on a journey to find such information. Many scribes would enjoy this knowledge, and many lives could be helped by it. You alone hold the power to freedom."

"Here is some complimentary food." Bob set down a plate (not soup) in front of Maranda, (Not fit for an Orcish King.). "One of your graceful strength and maticulously deceptive figure must surely enjoy foods of this sort.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 24 2005, 08:23 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 12:14 PM)

"Getting married, soon enough," Isidor said, with a smile. Noticing the breton man flirting with Maranda, and Bob acting odd as usual, Isidor sat on a stool, with a bemused smile.

'As it would, as it would... there has been alot of talk of marrage lately...' she placed the parchment back in her pocket, turning to the newcommer

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 25 2005, 12:17 PM)

'Ah, so dear Astien, why have you traveled here? your a healer right? who is your patrion god? Oh sorry, Im so full of questions, and I have not even introduced myself, Maranda Biennie, charmed' And with this, she gave Astien a big kiss on the lips tounge and all, finishing she turned to bob...

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 25 2005, 12:18 PM)

'err, thanks' she now remembered why she did not come here often

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 24 2005, 08:26 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 24 2005, 08:17 PM)

"No problem," Isidor said, shaking Astien's hand, "Pleasure to meet you."

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 08:23 PM)

'As it would, as it would... there has been alot of talk of marrage lately...' she placed the parchment back in her pocket, turning to the newcommer
'Ah, so dear Astien, why have you traveled here? your a healer right? who is your patrion god? Oh sorry, Im so full of questions, and I have not even introduced myself, Maranda Biennie, charmed' And with this, she gave Astien a big kiss on the lips tounge and all, finishing she turned to bob...
'err, thanks' she now remembered why she did not come here often

Isidor nodded, and watched the whole scene, barely concealing his laughter.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 24 2005, 08:27 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 06:23 PM)

Astien seemed as if he were frozen solid as his eyes widened and his body went stiff. "I ... um ... well ..." Astien could barely move, "I came here for ... something ..." He was still shocked.

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 24 2005, 08:28 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 07:23 PM)

'err, thanks' she now remembered why she did not come here often

"It was my pleasure, Mad'am of the Lily. May your beauty forever hold sway to men. Like this fellow here."

With that, Bob returned to his domain.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 24 2005, 08:31 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 12:26 PM)

"No problem," Isidor said, shaking Astien's hand, "Pleasure to meet you."
Isidor nodded, and watched the whole scene, barely concealing his laughter.

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 25 2005, 12:27 PM)

Astien seemed as if he were frozen solid as his eyes widened and his body went stiff. "I ... um ... well ..." Astien could barely move, "I came here for ... something ..." He was still shocked.

Maranda was holding back the laughter too, although an evil looking grin could be seen... she randomly kissed people like this to gague thier reactions, and Astien's was priceless

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 25 2005, 12:28 PM)

"It was my pleasure, Mad'am of the Lily. May your beauty forever hold sway to men. Like this fellow here."

With that, Bob returned to his domain.

Smarter than he seems, Maranda thought

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 24 2005, 08:42 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 06:31 PM)

Maranda was holding back the laughter too, although an evil looking grin could be seen... she randomly kissed people like this to gague thier reactions, and Astien's was priceless

Astien finally gathered himself together. "Well, Maranda, I came from Alcaire. Are you from High Rock also? I came here for some adventure. I got quite bored sitting around with nothing to do. I couldn't resist coming to Morrowind. So here I am." He showed he was still nervous by saying this fast, but slow enough to understand.

"I have no patron deity, but if you recommend one, i'd be sure to look into it. Lovely Lily. That will be my nickname for you, my Lovely Lily." He felt embarrassed by saying the last part out loud.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 24 2005, 08:48 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 25 2005, 12:42 PM)

'You will definatly find plenty of action around here, lots and lots and lots of it, civil war and all, Give Dibella a looksys, they have a temple on the otherside of town, quite a nice one too, Im a member, Lily knight, so I dont mind one bit if you call me Lovely lily,' she sat on his lap and put an arm around him, giving a discrete wink to isidor, for every member she got, she would have less work to do

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 24 2005, 08:54 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 06:48 PM)

Astien gulped as she sat on his lap. "Well, Lily Love, er ... Lovely Lily, I will be sure to check into that, maybe you'll show me around sometime. Might I find work here as a healer?"

"It is good to meet you, er, what was your name again?" He asked Isidor.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 24 2005, 08:57 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 24 2005, 08:54 PM)

Isidor took his hand away from his face, hiding his smirk. "Isidor, co-proprieter of the tavern."

Posted by: Shardie Nov 24 2005, 08:59 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 25 2005, 12:54 PM)

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 12:57 PM)

Isidor took his hand away from his face, hiding his smirk. "Isidor, co-proprieter of the tavern."

'Oh, why dont we go now?' Maranda said, now straddling him, looking deep into his eyes, both arms around him... her eyes had a hypnonic look to them, 'its not far at all, you'll definatly find work as a healer,' she moved even closer to him, 'we could always use more healers' she looked away from him for a second, and flashed an evil grin to Isidor once more

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 24 2005, 09:03 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 24 2005, 06:57 PM)

Isidor took his hand away from his face, hiding his smirk. "Isidor, co-proprieter of the tavern."

Astien gave Isidor a polite nod, but never took his eyes off of Maranda.

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 06:59 PM)

His gaze was locked to her as she almost seemed to hypnotize him. "But of course. Lead ... the way, my Lovely Lily."

Posted by: Axe the Brave Nov 24 2005, 09:08 PM

Trason ran limped through the streets of Ald Raathim, paranoid and scared of what lurked in the shadows.

He seen the Tavern in the distance, but his vision was blurred for some strange reason. His pulse was beating faster than a normal rate and his breathing was harsh.

He finally reached the tavern and pushed open the door. As he walked into the tavern sweat began to run down his face and he started to feel as if he was in a human stove.

"Isidor, hello... Um... I need some soup, or something... NO not soup it's too hot... Just a mead P.. Pl... Please." He had a violent quiver in his voice which he tried to hide.

It wasn't easy to hide, it seems all of the wandering eyes in the tavern found there way to Trason.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 24 2005, 09:09 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 25 2005, 01:03 PM)

Astien gave Isidor a polite nod, but never took his eyes off of Maranda.
His gaze was locked to her as she almost seemed to hypnotize him. "But of course. Lead ... the way, my Lovely Lily."

Maranda showed her evil smile once more, before jumping up, and leading Astien to the door, 'Hang on here, I forgot somthing,' she walked back to the table, and whispered to isidor, 'like putty, ciao' she walked back and continued to lead Astien to the Temple of Dibella, 'I hope you are prepared to divote yourself to beauty,' she said joyfully, 'you do like beautiful things, do you not?' she continued to smile, and before long, they had reached the cathedral, 'please, enter, and make your 100 gold donation. from there, I will initiate you as a member...'

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 24 2005, 09:14 PM

QUOTE(Axe the Brave @ Nov 24 2005, 09:08 PM)

"What's up, Trason?" Isidor said, with concern. He got the man a mead, and handed it to him. "Drink up, and tell me what's wrong."

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 09:09 PM)

Isidor smiled, as Maranda and Astien walked out. It'd be interesting to hear what stories the young man told when he came back ... Isidor made a mental note to go to the temple sometime with Kethiah ...

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 24 2005, 09:14 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 07:09 PM)

Astien did so. He didn't show it, but he was loaded. His parents didn't send him off with nothing in his coffers.His eyes went wide once more as he saw all of the beautiful women and things inside of the temple.

Posted by: Axe the Brave Nov 24 2005, 09:18 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 24 2005, 09:14 PM)

"What's up, Trason?" Isidor said, with concern. He got the man a mead, and handed it to him. "Drink up, and tell me what's wrong."

Trason looked over his shoulders to see if anyone was there... Or anything. He looked Isidor dead in the eyes.

"Your going to think im going crazy... I can't help it... There's... Oh..." Trason drifted off.

He began to drift into deep thought, but knew that it was rude.

"Have you ever felt like... Oh I don't know how to put this... Like your not alone? Like somebody is always with you? Where ever you go... But their unwelcomed... We dont want them to there... But they just wont go away and they scream and scream until they can't anymore."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 24 2005, 09:21 PM

QUOTE(Axe the Brave @ Nov 24 2005, 09:18 PM)

"I can't say that I have. Anya had a problem like that, so did Kratos. Maybe you should go to the temple ... ?"

Posted by: Shardie Nov 24 2005, 09:21 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 25 2005, 01:14 PM)

Maranda pocketed the money, and lead Astien to her room, 'this is your initiation,' she shut the door behind her, and disrobed, putting her arms around him, pushing herself against him... she was taller than most female bretons, actually, taller than most male bretons, 'come over to the bed...' she smiled, 'lets make a man out of you'

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 24 2005, 09:26 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 24 2005, 07:21 PM)

Astien did exactly as she said. Her voice was way too mesmerizing.

All is black

Posted by: Axe the Brave Nov 24 2005, 09:27 PM

"No... They'll think im crazy, I'm a heretic... I dont think its just anyone... There's a definately a tone to his voice... He's special... He's been around along time..." Trason said as he began to pick up his breathing and his eye began to twitch.

"Im not much of a religious sort... But I feel as if I do not know this... Thing... But it's been apart of me for along time. I haven't seen him yet, but I have feeling he will be making an appearance soon... I'm frightened... This Anya, or this Kratos... What exactly was wrong with them?" He asked.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 24 2005, 09:28 PM

QUOTE(Axe the Brave @ Nov 24 2005, 09:27 PM)

"The new temple isn't like that; I doubt they'd dismiss you as a heretic. As for Anya, her sister's ghost was haunting her, because she thought that Anya had let her die. Kratos's ghost was a guy he had killed."

Posted by: Axe the Brave Nov 24 2005, 09:32 PM

"Ah... I see... It's been awhile since I made a trip to the temple... A long while... Im... I know the name of this... thing... Sheo... He says his name is Sheo... Sheo-what? I can't hear... The screams are too loud... I just dont know..."

Trason closed his eyes and put his index fingers on his head and began to rub his temple.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 24 2005, 09:35 PM

QUOTE(Axe the Brave @ Nov 24 2005, 09:32 PM)

"Gorath?" Isidor asked, with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah, I'd check out the temple. Not much I can to do help you, save getting you smashed."

Posted by: Axe the Brave Nov 24 2005, 09:49 PM

Pie

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 25 2005, 09:15 AM

Slashes-With-Claws and Jei-Set walked down the streets of Ald Raathim. They were bot a little nervous and kept looking about. Slashes watched a Dunmer come out from an alleyway and turn towards them. The Dunmer began to wave his hands, lightning crackled between them. Slashes turned to face the dunmer and made his own quick magicka gestures. As the Dunmer finished a ball of lightning came shooting out of his hands towards Jei-Set. Slashes, realizing he was not the target pushed Jei-Set aside just in time. Jei-Set watched in horror as the shock ball slammed into Slashes. There was a brief pinkish flash and the ball of lightning went back the way it had came, sparks surged around the Dunmer attacker, he fell dead.

"I forgot you were skilled in mysticism." Jei-Set said, "Perhapps you can train me to reflect spells."

Slashes searched the body of the dunmer and found a Morag Tong writ, Jei-Set's name was on it. "They have found you."

Posted by: Arynel Nov 25 2005, 09:29 AM

The Breton Arynel headed towards the Nymph and Noggin and ordered a drink.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 25 2005, 09:31 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Nov 25 2005, 09:29 AM)

The Breton Arynel headed towards the Nymph and Noggin and ordered a drink.

Isidor looked up as Arynel entered the tavern. Walking over to him, he said, "So, friend, how does the road meet you? Or greet you?"

Posted by: Arynel Nov 25 2005, 09:32 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 08:31 AM)

Isidor looked up as Arynel entered the tavern. Walking over to him, he said, "So, friend, how does the road meet you? Or greet you?"

"My feet still carry me wherever I need to go," Arynel said, "Are you well?"

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 25 2005, 09:34 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Nov 25 2005, 09:32 AM)

"My feet still carry me wherever I need to go," Arynel said, "Are you well?"

"As well as can be expected," Isidor replied, with a smile. "Where have you been, lately? I haven't seen you around lately."

Posted by: Arynel Nov 25 2005, 09:35 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 08:34 AM)

"As well as can be expected," Isidor replied, with a smile. "Where have you been, lately? I haven't seen you around lately."

"I come and go as I will," Arynel replied, "there are many things to see beyond the city."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 25 2005, 09:36 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Nov 25 2005, 09:35 AM)

"I come and go as I will," Arynel replied, "there are many things to see beyond the city."

"I don't doubt that, though the city is holding my interest for now. On a different note, how do you feel about the abolition of slavery?" Isidor asked, adopting a slightly more serious expression.

Posted by: Arynel Nov 25 2005, 09:40 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 08:36 AM)

"I don't doubt that, though the city is holding my interest for now. On a different note, how do you feel about the abolition of slavery?" Isidor asked, adopting a slightly more serious expression.

Arynel nodded but did not answer immediately.

“To answer truthfully I would speak of things most do not comprehend,” the Breton said at last, “for they who were once slaves, this is a blessing. But for me, there is little difference.”

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 25 2005, 09:43 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Nov 25 2005, 09:40 AM)

"But," Isidor said, after taking a sip of his mead, "is it not better for all of tamriel, if everyone is free?"

Posted by: Arynel Nov 25 2005, 09:45 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 08:43 AM)

"But," Isidor said, after taking a sip of his mead, "is it not better for all of tamriel, if everyone is free?"

"Everyone is not free," Arynel interjected, "there are many still imprisoned, and they do not even know it."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 25 2005, 09:50 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Nov 25 2005, 09:45 AM)

"Everyone is not free," Arynel interjected, "there are many still imprisoned, and they do not even know it."

"That is true," Isidor said, "But, I meant rather for the morale of the citizens. No more obvious slavery."

Posted by: Arynel Nov 25 2005, 09:55 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 08:50 AM)

"That is true," Isidor said, "But, I meant rather for the morale of the citizens. No more obvious slavery."

"Is life ever so simple?" Arynel asked, "One must put many miles behind him before he forgets his servitude, many more before his old masters will let him."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 25 2005, 10:02 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Nov 25 2005, 09:55 AM)

"Is life ever so simple?" Arynel asked, "One must put many miles behind him before he forgets his servitude, many more before his old masters will let him."

"So," Isidor asked, "You think that the slaves will seek revenge on their old masters -- and likewise? Hmm. Seems that's already happening with that Indoril Fayron fellow. Do you think that this will have the effect that Helseth wanted it to?"

Posted by: Arynel Nov 25 2005, 10:06 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 09:02 AM)

"That is not what I said, though I am sure it will happen," Arynel said, "Freedom from slavery does not mean freedom from hardship, and striking back at your old master will not put food on your table. I believe Helseth wanted to appeal to Imperial ideologies, and he seems to be fairly succesful at that insofar."

The Breton took a drink before speaking again.

"I hope you know your history, Nord. The betmer are not the only group to ever be made slaves."

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 25 2005, 10:13 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Nov 25 2005, 10:06 AM)

Isidor nodded and said, "Which part of history? I mean, obviously there were other races that the dunmer enslaved, but I don't think that's what you mean."

Posted by: Arynel Nov 25 2005, 10:15 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Nov 25 2005, 09:13 AM)

Isidor nodded and said, "Which part of history? I mean, obviously there were other races that the dunmer enslaved, but I don't think that's what you mean."

"Men, Isidor," Arynel said, "Men were once slaves, ruled by the elves. Or did you forget Alessia?"

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 25 2005, 10:25 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Nov 25 2005, 10:15 AM)

"Men, Isidor," Arynel said, "Men were once slaves, ruled by the elves. Or did you forget Alessia?"

"Oh, damn." Isidor said, mentally kicking himself. "Knew I forgot something ... Well, hopefully this will change something, for better or for worse."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 25 2005, 12:58 PM

Slashes-With-Claws went to see Loranna, Jei-Set waited outside.

"My lady I have something very important to talk to you about. I have been targeted for assassination by the Morag Tong." He showed her the writ.

Posted by: Loranna Nov 25 2005, 01:10 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Nov 25 2005, 01:58 PM)

Loranna had been busy at work when Slashes-With-Claws comes; ever since Faryon had sent his reply to her propaganda piece, she had been formulating a proper response, one that would not rely on words this time.

Upon hearing Slashes's news, she frowns, taking the writ from him and looking it over with a frown. " ... I see," she says slowly, looking back up at Slashes. "I wasn't aware you had any enemies; do you know of who might have issued this?" she asks, her eyebrows arched.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 25 2005, 01:20 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 25 2005, 02:10 PM)

"I wasn't aware you had any enemies; do you know of who might have issued this?" she asks, her eyebrows arched.

"I do my lady. As you may or may not have guessed, I am a former slave." He gave a slight sigh, he had to tell her everything. "It is the family of my former master, Alren Dres, that seeks me dead. I... I killed him. He was going to beat me, he said I had stollen some food, I am no thief. When he was about to beat me I struck him with my claws, I tore him open. I could have left him to suffer a slow death, but that is not my way, I slit his throat and ended it. I took the key to my bracers from him and his sword. As I made my way to free the other slaves I was attacked several times by the guards. I killed three of them, a fouth ran." He looked down towards the floor. "I realized that I would be known by the guard who ran, I changed my name. My real name is Hesek. They just recently found out and issued the writ." He looked at Loranna. "I am wanted for four murders. I am sorry for hiding this from you. If I have caused you dishonor by my being here and you believe that I should pay for the crimes of which I am accused, then take my sword, and kill me now." He looked back down to the floor, shame on his scally face.

Posted by: vaanic~one Nov 25 2005, 01:22 PM

Inside a Dark cell, underneath the temple offices, slept a single Dunmer, ragged and thin.

The door creaked open, and light flooded in, almost blinding him. Light was an anomaly here.

A shadow soon covered the light back up again. The Shadow of a Muatramer Grandmaster, or even two.

"Good afternoon Ravel." Chimed Vaan. "You're suprisingly Alive, for a spy." (The time it took Muatramer to capture, trial, and execute a spy was about 1 hour, in most cases)

Ravel didn't do much, apart from shake in the cold, and make scared noises.

Vaan walked into the cell, closely followed by Necron.

"Ravel. You're a spy. You and your family should be either dead or brainwashed* by now. Do we get a thankyou?"

Ravel managed to stutter a thankyou out.

"There. Do you know why we have kept you alive?"

Ravel shook his head.

"Because we have something that needs doing, and you're the mer to do it."

Necron handed the prisoner a piece of paper with instructions, and spoke: "The short of it is, traitor, you do what we want you to, or your wife'll find herself without a head, and your son...well, there are casualties in war."

Ravel read the paper. In short, it wanted him to spy on his former employers....a double agent. but more specifically, he was to infiltrate the false temple.

"We'll leave you to decide. It's either that...or your head. And your wife's head. and so on."

The two Muatramer left. The only thing they had done here that was against regulations, was keep the prisoner alive.

* Vaan is using "Brainwashed" for effect only. the reality is "Re-educated."

Posted by: Loranna Nov 25 2005, 01:44 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Nov 25 2005, 02:20 PM)

Loranna closes her eyes for a moment, processing what Slashes had said. A dispute between master and slave; the sort of thing Helseth had wanted his vassals to investigate before the abolition went into motion. And Slashes was one of her best commanders, too ...

She knew Slashes, knew him as an Argonian who was not the type to lie; if he said he fought back when threatened with a beating, she believed him. Whether his former master was going to beat him to death ... well, she had no way of telling that right here and now. She'd have to investigate to find that out, and with the abolition having already have happened, that might be hard; she'd have to talk to Kethiah about it.

"You should have told me this before, yes," she says, dropping the writ onto her desk. "I'm not going to kill you dear; I do have to investigate this matter though, and while I am I'm worried about your safety. I think it might be best to have you stay in the castle till this is resolved; I'll inform Dram to be on the lookout for Morag Tong operatives."

She sighs, and mutters "The past always has a way of showing back up at a really bad time, doesn't it? All right; tell me everything you can about your former master please, dear."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 25 2005, 01:55 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 25 2005, 02:44 PM)

"You should have told me this before, yes," she says, dropping the writ onto her desk. "I'm not going to kill you dear; I do have to investigate this matter though, and while I am I'm worried about your safety. I think it might be best to have you stay in the castle till this is resolved; I'll inform Dram to be on the lookout for Morag Tong operatives."

She sighs, and mutters "The past always has a way of showing back up at a really bad time, doesn't it? All right; tell me everything you can about your former master please, dear."

"Yes, perhapps it would be safest in the castle." He recalled the days severaal years ago, "I was taken as a slave about four years ago. I was sold in the town of Ketendis Falls, and taken to the farm west of Silnim Dale. My master was never kind, he always wanted more. He fed us as little as was necissary of the cheapest thing he could get. I was lucky I had been able to avoid being beaten as long as I had. I was a strong and hearty worker, my birthsign, the Lady, helped me there. He always liked to beat slaves in private, he liked the one on one interaction, he liked to show them he was master with no help from his guads. We oteher slaves did not need to see the beatings to be kept in line, seeing our wimpering, bloodied, brothers and sisters was enough."

He also mentioned Jei-Set, his friend. He told about Jei-Set's arrival just after the attempt on his life. That Jei-Set had found a Khajiit friend of theirs, tortured for information, in Balfalls. He told of Jei-Set's background as a Twin Lamps and that Faryon had issued a writ for Jei-Set after he started the slave riot.

"The assassin who attacked me still resides in the prison. What shall be done with him?"

Posted by: Loranna Nov 25 2005, 02:22 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Nov 25 2005, 02:55 PM)

"The assassin," Loranna says, fingering the writ, "will be dealt with, assuming he hasn't taken the matter into his own hands already. He failed and lost his writ; I doubt he has much to look forward to back at the Tong."

She had been taking notes of Slashes's story as he talked, not making any comment one way or the other. The picture Slashes painted of his former master was fairly stark; with luck, it wouldn't prove too hard to confirm the validity of his story. The Dres tended to know who in their House were slave-beaters or worse.

"I'll get on this," Loranna promises Slashes-With-Claws. "I'd like to speak to your friend as well."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 25 2005, 02:36 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 25 2005, 03:22 PM)

Slashes left Loranna's study. Jei-Set entered and answered her questions, not revealing much new information.

They were given rooms in the castle near each other.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 26 2005, 06:01 PM

Slashes-with-Claws wanted to be back training his new recruits, but it was too dangerous to leave the castle with an assassin after him.

He and Jei-set spent most of the day talking over the events of the past year.

Posted by: Loranna Nov 26 2005, 06:47 PM

To Dres Loranna Pyrel, Lady of Ald Raathim,

In response to your recent query, I can ofer you the following rom my personal experience:

It was my dubious pleasure to know our departed House brother, Alren Dres. He was a serious and uncompromising mer, who rarely smiled outside of the circle of his immediate family. He was noble-born and bred, and had manners befitting one of his station, so he was at least civil company, and he was conscientious in manners monetary, never living beyond his means. My wife tells me that Alren's spouse Minbiah described her husband as generous and loving, and I do not doubt that to his immediate family he was a far different mer than he was to the rest of the world; it has been my experience in my years that the outward mask shown by many nobles is never meant to be worn around loved ones.

Nonetheless, there was a disturbing facet to Alren, particularly in his treatment of his property. How best to put this ... he was always conscious of the cost to replace a lost servant or slave, yet somehow, this concern did not extend to the actual upkeep of either. His household staff commonly sported leaner physiques than those of his neighbors, and though Alren never descended to the barbarities of Dres Raithmat in the treatment of his slaves, it was an open secret that the slaves of Alren's plantations were beaten regularly to insure discipline, and beaten severely enough that visitors to Alren's plantations often commented on the ... weathered ... look of the slaves. Alren was the sort of man who insisted on taking care of all matters personally, so I can well imagine that he was personally responsible for all of those beatings.

As for the matter of Alren's death, it was hushed up at the time, though the rumors that he met his end at the hands of one of his own slaves circulated regardless of his wife's attempts to keep the lid on things. Many of Arlen's slaves escaped that day, a loss his surviving family could ill afford; they never recovered either financially or emotionally. My dear Radene tells me that Minbiah became a quietly bitter person after the incident, and Alren's eldest son, Gadave - well, let us say he followed in his father's footsteps in every way he could.

The recent loss of their lands to the Indoril scum has removed what little zest Minbiah and her children had for their old social circles; they stopped attending many of the functions they used to come to, and neither I nor any of my fellows have heard so much as a peep from the poor woman since he King made his big proclamation. I can only imagine the three of them, mother and her two sons, sitting together in some meager townhouse in Mournhold, trying to remember happier times.

I hope this answers your inquiries to satisfaction, and I look forward to enjoying your welcome company agin at the earliest opprotunity, my House sister. I remain your brother in Dres and your loyal servant,

Dres Elammu

Loranna puts down the letter and rubs her eyes; Elammu had always been an overly talkative sort, but his letter confirmed what she had heard from other sources as well. There was every reason to believe that Salshes-With-Claws's story.

The worrisome part was that, since the emancipation, no one had heard from Minbiah at all. Husband dead, already hurting financially, lands taken by the Indoril ...

And the assassin had been found dead in his cell this morning to boot; bit his tongue off and let himself bleed to death. The chances of getting the writ on Slashes rescinded seemed remote.

Posted by: ROLF_THE_UBER Nov 26 2005, 06:49 PM

Ki'airre's journey into Skyrim:

Before he had left he had placed a mark in the nymph and that mark would serve him well in his escape. He had made his way to a ruin in Skyrim on the trail of a murderous ex-general from his army. Ki'airre had made it to the ruin without trouble but when he got there he found his target. Lazuris stood in the open door-way of the ruin "So my lord" he said in a mocking tone "It seems you have come to seek revenge on me for what i did. Is this so?" Ki'airre readied his weapons not knowing what lazuris had up his sleeve. "I have come to kill you and rescue my daughter. And I'll kill anyone who stands in my way." Lazuris laughed at ki'airre's foolishness. "It seems that old age is getting to you. Lesson number one my lord, stay aware of your surroundings." a Khajiit had snuck up behind Ki'airre and hit him over the head with a mace.

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Nov 26 2005, 11:25 PM

Time had passed and Jane had passed from Ald Raathim to the last gate before Kragenmoor. It loomed before her, Shadowgate it was called, with over one hundred armoured men guarding it at numerous stations. A group approached the gates, Jane, her retainer Rigen, four armoured mercenaries, and several servants carrying luggage. Jane looked fresh and radiant, a tribute to the stop they had made to allow for the appropriate grooming, in a vibrant red gown with a low cut neck displaying her soft pale skin, her russet tresses were groomed to a shine. Her green eyes, highlighted with her arsenal of pigments, shone with anticipation of the adventure before her. Rigen was dressed in black with red trim to match his mistress. They reached the gate and a guard came forward.

“Welcome, I’ll have to see your pass.” Jane nodded to Rigen who passed the guard the purple pass Jane had been sent in response to the letter to Faryon. The guard looked it over then motioned that they could continue. As they passed between the tall guard towers a crystal beacon sent a bright purple light up into the sky above them. Jane pursed her lips.

“It seems odd to have that degree of warning for a merchant. Keep you eyes open Rigen, we’re here for profit and don’t need any trouble.” Rigen only knew of the weapons trade but there was reason enough to be anxious about that transaction. Very few of Jane’s employees have knowledge of other side of her business.

They proceeded towards the city of Kragenmoor.

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 26 2005, 11:47 PM

With a gurgle, the guard collapsed to the ground, clutching his slit throat. Several other guards fell by similar means. Making sure the man was dead, she used hand signals to form up the Muatramer squad.

Pushing the door open to the shrine, she had the Muatramer cast there spells, quieting their movements. Sending several of the more adept operatives in front of here, she crept towards the main room, to scout the presence of the Indoril and Redoran troops.

Regrouping, she took in the reports of the other scouts. Nodding grimly, she moved the squad foward, wary of several rooms that weren't accesible until they wiped out the Indoril forces. There was a heavy presence, but it seemed that depsite the several shrines already taken, the enemy wasn't expecting a quiet infiltration like this.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 27 2005, 12:00 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 26 2005, 09:47 PM)

A few hours earlier, Molag Mar:

There was a trustful glint in his eye as Kratos saw Anya and her soldiers off. He gave them an encouraging speech down on the bridge, hoping it would be enough for them to muster the strength and morale to stay alive that night. He jokingly told them that he would personally hang them by their toenails if they defied Anya's orders, because she wasn't a Muatramer; he knew that they had warmed up to her during their training, there was nothing of the sort to worry about.

Although Kratos would rather have gone out with his Muatramer, he had more important business to handle.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 27 2005, 04:04 PM

Slashes-with-Claws and Jei-Set were tired of sitting around in the castle. Slashes sent a servent out on some business. The servent returned a little while lter carring assorted wooden practice weapons. Slashes and Jei-Set took them to the enclosed courtyard.

Slashes took a wooded claymore, Jei-Set the wooden halberd. They spared. the claymore constantly moving in wide sweeps, keeping Jei-Set away and deflecting his atttacks. Jei-Set dodged and struck. Slashes scorred the first hit, Hei-Set soon scorred after that. After both got several hits on the other, none of which counted as fatal, they stopped.

"You are quite skilled my friend." Slashes said. He dropped the claymore and picked up a wooded spear. He had not held a spear in several years. It was the weapon he had been trained to use in the army of Argonia.

They started fighting again. Slashes had not used the spear in a while, Jei-Set scored several times, two of the hits counted as kills. Slashes memory of the intricasies of the spear began to return. He dodged, sung, jabed, and spun in what looked like a dance, the moves getting more and more complicated and intricate in the impressive and deadly fighting style of the Argonian army. They were about even in skil, Slashes was still rusty, but he had a desire to get a spear of his own. Slashes made the final move when he pulled a steel knife from his belt and mocked throwing it.

Jei-Set looked at the knife in slashes hand, "I believe that would be a fatal throw to the neck. A very surprising move."

Slashes wished he could find an Argonian Long Spear somewhere, said to be one of the deadliest spears in all of Tamriel.

Posted by: Aki Nov 27 2005, 05:16 PM

Stupid stupid stupid! Reichi thought to himself as he hurried to the castle. The guards were used to Reichi, so they didn't stop him, instead he stopped one of them. "Hey, you seen that Argonian commander? Slashes-with-...something? Paws? No...Argonians don't have paws. Ah, claws! That was it."

The guard nodded, saying "He's praticing with another argonian in the courtyard." Reichi uttered a thank you before heading off to the courtyard.

"Hey, Slashes, I just remebered something 'bout that writ of yours!" Reichi said as he entered the courtyard. "And your buddy's too."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 27 2005, 05:22 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Nov 27 2005, 06:16 PM)

"Hey, Slashes, I just remebered something 'bout that writ of yours!" Reichi said as he entered the courtyard. "And your buddy's too."

Slashes was surprised to see the odd smelling dunmer. "What is it my friend?" He was kind of excited, maybe it was good news.

Posted by: Aki Nov 27 2005, 05:35 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Nov 27 2005, 06:22 PM)

Slashes was surprised to see the odd smelling dunmer. "What is it my friend?" He was kind of excited, maybe it was good news.

"Well, it seems I forgot something," Reichi said. Not hard when you're one hundred twenty something.. he thought to himself. "Writs are issued once, and only once. Since your assassin is dead you're safe unless however's after ya forks over the cash for another writ or something."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 27 2005, 05:38 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Nov 27 2005, 06:35 PM)

Great excitment and relief showed on Slashes scally face to those who could read Argonian emotions. "This is very good news indeed my friend. Thank you for telling me this."

Jei-Set was listening too. "Hopefully Faryon has forgotten about me. This is a day to celebrate. Let us drink!"

"Can I buy you a drink?" Slashes asked Reichi.

Posted by: Aki Nov 27 2005, 05:48 PM

"Sure," Reichi replied. "Free drinks are always welcome. Unless I've got a hangover 'er something."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 27 2005, 05:48 PM

Ald Raathim

Astien casually walked out of the Temple of Dibella and wandered around town for awhile. Finally he came across the Nymph and Noggin again. He had taken a liking to this new city.

He stepped through the door and headed to the bar.

Posted by: S'reddit Nov 27 2005, 08:54 PM

Castle Daruhn, Loranna's Room, Night

Moonlight came through the window sporadically as the curtains rustled in the warm spring air. Loranna's room in the tower was far above the fog that drifted into the town and farms, but still a soft, wet mist crept into the room.

For some time, Gthyon stood by the sleeping woman's bedside. She was truly beautiful. Her husband was evidently working well into the night, but he might return. It was important to act now.

He stepped into the shadows where he knew he would not be seen, except for his preternaturally bright eyes and whispered, "Loranna, Lady of Ald Raathim, Loranna ..." until she woke up ...

Posted by: Loranna Nov 27 2005, 09:04 PM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Nov 27 2005, 09:54 PM)

Loranna, due in part to her alchemical works and in part to her experiences as an adventurer, was a lighter sleeper these days than she had been in previous years. She had become aware of a presence in her room before Gthyon had spoken aloud, and her hand had quietly crept to the dagger she always kept at her side, ever since it had been plunged into her back while she swam under the waters of the castle's beach.

"Who are you." Her tone was direct, demanding; the tone of voice of a woman who was distinctly less than pleased to be woken up in the middle of the night in such a matter. "What do you want." The bedsheet slid off her body as she sat up with grace and speed, dagger at the ready.

Posted by: S'reddit Nov 27 2005, 09:07 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 27 2005, 07:04 PM)

The bright eyes glistened in the dark corner. "Forgive this intrusion, Lady of Daruhn. My and your enemies can approach you away from the shadows, with candlelight on their faces, but I cannot ... I have come here to warn you of a great danger, and to seek your help."

Posted by: Loranna Nov 27 2005, 09:12 PM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Nov 27 2005, 10:07 PM)

Loranna's lips curl into a frown as her eyes try to pierce the shadows. Even with Jazbet's ring granting her the nightvision of a cat, it was hard to make out much about her current ... guest.

"Elaborate please," she says, her tone softening just a little. Her dagger remains in its ready position however. "Who are you, what is this danger you come to warn me of?"

Posted by: stargate525 Nov 27 2005, 09:17 PM

Reeds awoke, stiff and sore. Getting dressed and going down to the bar, he soon discovered he had been asleep for three days.

Diamond, you and your stew.... He headed over to the bar to giver her a peice of his mind, when something caught his eye just outside his vision. Turning, he looked over and saw a high elf sitting at a table, his left arm covered in glowing blue aura.

resigned to his fate, Reeds sat at the bar and ordered a drink.

Posted by: S'reddit Nov 27 2005, 09:20 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 27 2005, 07:12 PM)

Jazbet's ring did give her some view of her guest before he stepped out of the shadows revealing himself. His clothes were black and gray, befitting the shadows, but they were curiously dandyish, considering his face: finely wrought silk and lace, a shirt of great tailoring, a long jacket of a technique lost in modern times.

It was his face, though, that commanded attention. Beautiful black hair. A face like a melting candle. Eyes like fire. His teeth were white and very, very sharp.

"I am Gthyon of the Clan Aundae," he said. His voice was soft. "My nature and that of the threat is the Vampire."

Posted by: Loranna Nov 27 2005, 09:37 PM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Nov 27 2005, 10:20 PM)

For a single sharp moment, Loranna becomes keenly aware of the scene; a fanged dandy in antique clothes, with a face that was spellbinding in its hideousness, standing politely over the bed of a naked woman clutching a dagger. The proper response would be to scream, or to yank the covers back over her ashen frame.

Screaming however would prove counter-productive at this point, and fiddling with the covers would interfere with her spellcasting. So she simply motions with her hand that Gthyon is close enough for comfort and need not come further, muttering "Vampires ..."

The last time Loranna and her companions had any interactions with the vampires, they had all but destroyed the blood drinkers who had taken over Balmora, taking down one of the proeminent clan leaders of Quarra, if not the clan elder, to Loranna's memory. The battle had been fierce but mostly one-sided, and Loranna had figured it had left bitter feelings in the hearts of those vampires who had survived. Which made tonight's visitation all the more curious.

"What exactly do you mean?" she asks Gthyon, her words more direct than she intended. "Is it Volrina's remaining supporters seeking vengenace for Balmora?"

Posted by: S'reddit Nov 27 2005, 09:46 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 27 2005, 07:37 PM)

"What exactly do you mean?" she asks Gthyon, her words more direct than she intended. "Is it Volrina's remaining supporters seeking vengenace for Balmora?"

Gthyon chuckled, and it was a pleasantly human sound from his inhuman mouth. "Balmora was ... No, in short, my people have no issue with yours about that unforunate incident ..."

His pallid, yellow-white face came closer. "You have nothing to fear from those of us who look like monsters to you ... The greatest danger facing your land is from creatures who look like you, beautiful to you even ... But are not you. What you consider worthy of revulsion is here to help you. I know you are a disciple of Dibella, and therefore my relative ugliness is suspicious to you, but the creatures of the west will take advantage of that. They will come to you in the loveliest of forms, soft skin, dark eyes, and they will destroy you unless you listen to me."

Posted by: Loranna Nov 27 2005, 09:53 PM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Nov 27 2005, 10:46 PM)

"Your features aren't quite as bad as you'd make them out to be," Loranna says dryly. "My suspicion is more from being woken up in the middle of the night - in what is supposed to be a secure castle, one I've taken pains to ensure will keep people from waking me up like this."

She diplomatically does not add that she was as dangerous in her own way as most vampires, though it was encouraging to hear that Balmora wasn't being held against her - or at least not overtly.

"I'm listening," she says to Gthyon. "You come to tell me then that the western vampires are coming to Ald Raathim?"

Posted by: S'reddit Nov 27 2005, 09:59 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 27 2005, 07:53 PM)

Gthyon grinned, and as the white-yellow flesh dripped over his open mouth, yes, he was as horrible as he thought he might be.

"Yes, the vampires of the west appear as humans do," he said, patiently waiting for the drip on his upper lips to be sucked into the soft tissue of his chin. "They have begun coming here at the time of the civil war, and finding good feasting in the escaped slaves, have begun with them ... You should know. The revolution that is happening among the mortals of Morrowind is reflected among the immortal as well ..."

Posted by: Loranna Nov 27 2005, 10:08 PM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Nov 27 2005, 10:59 PM)

Loranna's eyes narrow slightly. Gthyon's words sent images through her mind that she did not particuarly welcome. His appearance wasn't helping much either, as much as Loranna resolutely tried to ignore it.

A crazy thought runs through her head: I can just see it now; vampires who used to be members of Indoril and Redoran loudly claiming that the Empire is sending in its own vampires to steal Morrowind's blood supply from them ...

"As if there wasn't enough conflict going on in our providence already," she mutters. "You spoke of asking for my aid; what did you envision me doing to help with this?"

Posted by: S'reddit Nov 27 2005, 10:14 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 27 2005, 08:08 PM)

"As if there wasn't enough conflict going on in our providence already," she mutters. "You spoke of asking for my aid; what did you envision me doing to help with this?"

"We watch you," Gthyon said, his own eyes narrowing slightly. "I know it is not what you want to hear, but you as a ruler of the land of men and mer know it already that you are being watched, always, by many ... And we do not believe yet that human-seeming vampires have to come to your court and land. But if they have already, we wanted to warn you against trusting them ... and if they haven't yet, you should know that they soon will ..."

There was a knock at the door.

"Milady?"

Posted by: Loranna Nov 27 2005, 10:20 PM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Nov 27 2005, 11:14 PM)

QUOTE

There was a knock at the door.

"Milady?"

Loranna grimaces; her servants had the best timing sometimes, but now was not one of those times. She gives Gthyon a look that says 'We'll Talk Later ...' as she rises, reaching for her gown, calling out "It's all right; I was just talking to myself ..."

Posted by: S'reddit Nov 27 2005, 10:31 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Nov 27 2005, 08:20 PM)

I used to not care at all about all the people watching me, Loranna reflects. When did that change ...

"I'll take your words to heart," Loranna says. " ... How exactly does one recognize a western vampire for what it is? Other than by finding their fangs on your throat, that is."
Loranna grimaces; her servants had the best timing sometimes, but now was not one of those times. She gives Gthyon a look that says 'We'll Talk Later ...' as she rises, reaching for her gown, calling out "It's all right; I was just talking to myself ..."

"They will come only at night," Gthyon said, and then, at the interruption, he sank into the floor and seeped into the walls, hissing. "And they will not abide holy places ... You have been warned ... I will come again."

As he vanished completely, a servant Kisses-With-A-Scratch -- a young Argonian female -- came into the room, bearing with her a letter.

"This just came," she said, handing Loranna the letter.

It was a declaration that Ald Raathim be considered a Duchy of Morrowind, with Loranna proclaimed as the Grand Duchess, by Dinara of Mournhold.

(OOC -- Outta here until tomorrow)

Posted by: Loranna Nov 27 2005, 10:40 PM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Nov 27 2005, 11:31 PM)

I'm going to have to learn how vampires do that, Loranna thinks to herself as Gthyon makes his exit. His last words ring in her ears.

Opening the letter, Loranna finds she has to read it three times over to make sure she read it right. Ald Raathim, a Dutchy of Morrowind; herself, the Grand Dutchess ...

Alone, the letter would have left her standing bemused, a grin on her face. Combined with Gthyon's chilling warning though, the smile that came to her face was strained.

Ald Raathim was growing, and it seemed it was attracting predators. She wasn't sure if she could stop them completely, but she was damn sure going to try.

Posted by: syronj Nov 27 2005, 11:23 PM

Flashback, Night Before Current Shrine Mission:

Shaka and Anya had a few moments alone in her quarters.

"I won't keep you, angel," he said, and hugged her. As always, the Bosmer scent was unique, to Shaka a mixture of woodland and musk. "I know you have to gear up for tomorrow."

"I'm going to stay at Molag Mar for a few days and see if Kratos has any other tasks for me. Take care of yourself and your troops."

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 27 2005, 11:29 PM

Anya brought her dagger to the man's exposed throat. He never saw the knife, but gulped in suprise as her hand materialized in front of him. The thud from his falling body alerted the other Redorans and Indorils in the room, but they hardly had time to shout a warning before half a dozen Muatramer killed them.

Anya sent half her men one way, and half she had come with her. The other guards, alerted by a few shouts that had escaped, still had no chance. So quiet were the Muatramer, and so disciplined, that they systematically killed the guards off before any major defensive could be formed.

The last few remaining had caught on to what was attacking to them, and had holed themselves in the last room. Most of the Muatramer were sent to guard the shrine, to prevent an ambush or counter-offensive on them. Picking the lock quickly, Anya burst through the door, which swiftly brought a sword through her thigh.

Cursing her stupidity, and hoping that it just looked like bad luck to the men under her charge, she whirled around and threw several poisoned daggers into the Indoril's vitals. Her eyes widened in suprise as she heard a gasp and a thud behind her, too close for comfort. She turned around to find a dumner laying dead at her feet, and the same stoic Muatramer wrenching his sword free from him. Flashing a smile, which seemed almost predatory from her expression, she nodded a thanks.

The Muatramer were made to hold the shrine while word was sent that it was finally taken. Anya left with a couple others to report back to Kratos. She hummed a small tune, her spirits lightened with her work. Anya also made a mental note that Kratos officially regocnized the skill and work of the people under her.

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 27 2005, 11:36 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 27 2005, 10:23 PM)

Flashback, Night Before Current Shrine Mission:
Shaka and Anya had a few moments alone in her quarters.

"I won't keep you, angel," he said, and hugged her. As always, the Bosmer scent was unique, to Shaka a mixture of woodland and musk. "I know you have to gear up for tomorrow."

"I'm going to stay at Molag Mar for a few days and see if Kratos has any other tasks for me. Take care of yourself and your troops."

Flashback, Night Before Current Shrine Mission:
Anya smiled brightly, and embraced Shaka tightly, "I've got all night honey. I'm in no rush. Besides, you know I like to wing it more often then not. That doesn't leave much for gearing up."

"Sorry about running off without leaving word, it was on... ah... impulse."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 27 2005, 11:38 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 27 2005, 09:29 PM)

The Muatramer guards in front of Kratos' office door parted to let Anya through. They could tell by the look on her face she had been victorious that night.

Kratos had a few of his commanders circled around his desk, but he brought his attention to Anya. "How did it go?" He asked, his commanders becoming silent.

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 27 2005, 11:46 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 27 2005, 10:38 PM)

"I haven seen a sorrier attack since before the time of the Nerevarine!" Anya laughed, and outlined the battle point by point, "In all honesty, you have amassed well disciplined, if not the ultimate in skill, group of men. It was fast, simple, and effective, and their were minor injuries only at the end."

"Kratos, you really should find a way to acknowledge the skill these men have, and the high profile missions they face. Even if just in private, and especially for the lad that accompanied me back, saved my life back there."

Posted by: syronj Nov 27 2005, 11:46 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 28 2005, 12:36 AM)

The battlemage's dark eyes brightened a little. "No problem. You're just living up to woodelf traditions. . . . Let me see if this bunk can fit two for a minute."

Shaka held Anya on the bed, his muzzle resting lightly near her cheek. "One of the things that tipped me you were out of town was Lotus' disappearance. Didn't see him roosting in his treehouse."

Scratching the nape of her neck lightly with his talons, Shaka remembered for some reason the first time he had fought beside Anya, at the daedric ruins near Gnaar Mok. " ' Agile minx ' . . . he quoted to himself, from that day. "I know it'll help you with the shrine."

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 27 2005, 11:54 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 27 2005, 10:46 PM)

Previous Night:
Anya giggled and snuggled close to Shaka, mildly pleased that she had stopped flinching when personal space was invaded.

She liked it when he, or anyone, complimented her. Anya had worked hard for years to get where she was at from a scrappy, helpless slave girl.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 27 2005, 11:59 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 27 2005, 09:46 PM)

Kratos smiled when Anya complemented his soldiers. "I'm glad to hear it, Anya. I've always known my men to be very well in combat. If you wish to be assigned some more missions, I will be happy to let you have them. And this young soldier you speak of, have him come see me when next you get the chance. You are welcome to go and stay as you please in Molag Mar." He grinned.

The commanders around his desk began to go back to looking at the map laid out on Kratos' desk. "Your services are welcome. I hereby induct you as an honorary Muatramer. You don't have any ties to the Temple if you don't want them, but you are one of us in spirit. It is up to you whether you stay or go."

Posted by: syronj Nov 28 2005, 12:04 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 28 2005, 12:54 AM)

Shaka's eye contact showed he had caught it too, the realization that Anya no longer feared intimacy quite as much as she had done for years after being a slave concubine. He mentally thanked Telera and whatever gods might have helped out with that. . . .

The Argonian traced the woodcut-like tattoo beneath Anya's eyes. He ran a tongue along the line of her perfect jaw, then down her neck . . . .

(fadeout)

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 28 2005, 12:14 AM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 27 2005, 10:59 PM)

Anya bowed slightly, "You're a good friend, Kratos. A rarity. Thank you for the honor you gave me. I don't know how reliable I'll be, I wouldn't want to leave Ald Raathim for too long, but I would like to do more."

Posted by: Dreadlord7 Nov 28 2005, 01:16 AM

Time for a New One.