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Posted by: Loranna Nov 30 2005, 07:53 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: She 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 SECOND SEED IN THE RP (i.e., May)

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

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Summary for Loranna: Loranna has just gotten back from a royal ceremony investing her with her new title, and is discussing plans to free the slaves in Narsis with Kethiah.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 30 2005, 07:56 PM

Maranda is roaming around Ald Raatham searching for a possie to take out a certian lich

Faryon is reading in his castle in Kragenmoor. He has seen the flash of the light, so knows that the merchant Jane is on her way

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 30 2005, 07:57 PM

Summary:

The Muatramer army has returned from Telasero, victorious. Kratos has placed Commander Winston in charge of the garrison there. They are currently approaching Anya, Shaka, and Telera.

Astien is in the Nymph and Noggin. He has met the Grand Duchess Loranna Pyrel and others.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 30 2005, 07:58 PM

ooc: Isidor is sitting in the Nymph and Noggin, waiting for something exciting to happen.

Ty and Til are doing stuff.

Ingmar is too.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Nov 30 2005, 08:00 PM

Slashes-With-Claws sits in the Nymph and Noggin enjoying a drink.

Jei-Set walks the streets of Ald Raathim exploring the various shops in the town.

Gadave Dres, son of Alren Dres, grows ever more impatient. He resolves to see the Morag Tong soon about the writ he paid for.

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 30 2005, 08:01 PM

Summary: Anya is bragging about the rather excellent job she did on captuing the commander of Teleraso. Watching Kratos and son approaching.

Posted by: Funcokler Xerow Nov 30 2005, 08:04 PM

OOC Summary:

After being thrown out of the Nymph & Noggin, Silian Famalius passed out on the street and has awakened in a jail cell. Not the first time this has happened, by the way.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 30 2005, 08:07 PM

Ingmar walked up the gates of Kragenmoor, and waited for a guard to come.

Posted by: niceguy5 Nov 30 2005, 08:10 PM

Summary:

Mr. Winston is dealing with papers and issuing orders to his troops at the Telasero stronghold.

Dane has just arrived at the Nymph and Noggin, nodding to his friends in acknowledgment.

"Greetings all." He takes a spot at the bar.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 30 2005, 08:12 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 1 2005, 12:07 PM)

Ingmar walked up the gates of Kragenmoor, and waited for a guard to come.

The guards looked at him from the high walls of the city,
'who is that?'
'Its a nord...'
'Could it be an enemy?'
'Whats going on?' thier captian had arrived
'It seems that nord wants into the castle'
'Well, does he have a pass?'
'Im not sure'
'Well, go down and look!'
A signal was given, as a small tower gate was opened, two Indoril Troopers, heavily armoured approched the hansome Nord,
'Nord! Identify yourself! Do you have a pass?' the captian yelled from the battlements of the walls

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 30 2005, 08:13 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 30 2005, 08:12 PM)

Ingmar yelled back at the captain on the battlements, "No, I don't have a pass. My name is Ingmar, I've come to see Fayron."

Posted by: Shardie Nov 30 2005, 08:16 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 1 2005, 12:13 PM)

Ingmar yelled back at the captain on the battlements, "No, I don't have a pass. My name is Ingmar, I've come to see Fayron."

'Then you will see Faryon. But as our prisoner. Men, Arrest him!' the captian yelled, 'If you want to see the Councillor, you will not resist' the two troopers approched Ingmar, one with rope in his hand

Posted by: syronj Nov 30 2005, 08:20 PM

Shaka stood near Anya and Telera, talking about the moment he and the Muatramer had rescued the Telasero officers from Anya. "We reassured the general that he wasn't going to be on a woodelf's menu," he concluded to Telera.

He had an arm around each. Shaka was thankful to be back and with loved ones.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 30 2005, 08:21 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 30 2005, 08:16 PM)

Ingmar swore, as he was tied up and taken away. He was led, blindfolded, to Fayron's castle.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 30 2005, 08:25 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 1 2005, 12:21 PM)

Ingmar swore, as he was tied up and taken away. He was led, blindfolded, to Fayron's castle.

Ingmar was pushed into a plush room, scarlet carpets adorned the floors, pictures of various great scenes in Dunmer History lined the walls. The guards which looked over him were in Ebony Armour. At the far side of the room was a large desk, behind which, a Dunmer in Scarlet Robes sat behind a desk, reading a book. Ingmar was kept waiting for at least 10 minutes before Faryon addressed him, 'Greetings, Nord, I hear that you wanted to see me... so now Im here, what have you got to say for yourself?'

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 30 2005, 08:27 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 30 2005, 06:01 PM)

Summary: Anya is bragging about the rather excellent job she did on captuing the commander of Teleraso. Watching Kratos and son approaching.

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 30 2005, 06:20 PM)

Kratos walked up to the trio, his son not too far behind. He was wearing only his greaves and boots. His chest was bandaged and his armor was far too dented to wear now. Ivelaes' was similar, but still wearable.

"Good friends, you have fought well. You are always welcome here in Molag Mar." He handed them specially crafted medals that depicted a Muatramer holding his spear high in the air. "Here, you deserve these. I have a ship in port if you are prepared to leave. You are still welcome to stay as long as you wish." He offered.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 30 2005, 08:28 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 30 2005, 08:25 PM)

Ingmar looked up at the Dunmer and said, "I want to help you. Fight with you. Whatever. I don't like you, or your cause, that much, but I don't like the other side more."

Posted by: syronj Nov 30 2005, 08:35 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 30 2005, 09:27 PM)

"Thanks, Kratos," said Shaka as he accepted the medallion and studied it. "I'm glad we could help out. . . . I have to admit I'd like to check back in at Ald Raathim and see if there are other quests coming up. But it partly depends on what Anya and Tel would like."

Posted by: Shardie Nov 30 2005, 08:35 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 1 2005, 12:28 PM)

Ingmar looked up at the Dunmer and said, "I want to help you. Fight with you. Whatever. I don't like you, or your cause, that much, but I don't like the other side more."

'Fight with us? Hmmm... Tell me, what are the nords doing up Blacklight way these days? Tell me, what we are fighting for?' Faryon stood up and walked towards Ingmar, 'What we are fighting for is a Morrowind for Darkelves. A morrowind in which the Dunmer people control thier own fate, not some Outlanders, like Hesleth or Loranna. We are fighting for the traditions of our people. We are fighting for the Dunmer, not the Nords. Tell me, why does a nord like you wish to fight for us?' At this point, Faryon was so close to Ingmar that his nose was nearly touching his... his voice by now had shrunken to but a whisper

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 30 2005, 08:37 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 30 2005, 06:35 PM)

Kratos nodded to Shaka. "You are welcome to come and go as you wish. You both have battled well." He smiled.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 30 2005, 08:38 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 30 2005, 08:35 PM)

Ingmar stared back at the dunmer, not flinching. "So, are you too proud to accept help? Who said I gave one [censored] about Morrowind? I'm out for me, and no-one else. If I can make a profit out of this war, it's good for me."

Posted by: Tricrux Nov 30 2005, 08:39 PM

Summaries:

Marein's getting a reputation as a mean gambler, and making loads of money.

Shai's getting a reputatioon as a mean fighter, and making loads of money.

Diamond's getting a reputation as a mean artist, and making loads of money.

Basically, everyone's living a pretty normal life, but things are looking up a great deal.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 30 2005, 08:45 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 1 2005, 12:38 PM)

'So a mercenary?' Faryon retreated some, slowly walking back to his desk, his back to Ingmar, 'A mercenary is the most dangerous of all people. They owe thier allegance to noone. Noone but the septim. Loyalty to me is far more important...' by now Faryon had reached his desk, he turned, 'Very well, we shall test you,' he put a hand in a desk, and pulled out a red document, picking up his silver quill, he begain to write, 'The garrison commander at Balfalls has been giving us trouble. You deliver his head to us, you will get a tidy reward, and I can see what else we can do for you,' he finished writing, and pulled out a second sheet of paper, and wrote a few words on it, 'do you accept these terms?'

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 30 2005, 08:45 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 30 2005, 07:20 PM)

"Oh, I almost forgot. I guess he would have had to worry if it was any other Bosmer."

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 30 2005, 07:27 PM)

"Why thanks, Kratos. I don't really need a medal, doind what I love to do, but I do appreciate the honor. I think I might head to Ald Raathim, though. If you need me, just send word."

Posted by: ROLF_THE_UBER Nov 30 2005, 08:47 PM

Ki'airre's journey into Skyrim pt.II

Kiairre awoke in a dark cell. He quickly took note of the cell's contents. There were two beds, a chair, and, one other prisoner in the dankness of the cell. The other prisoner could not be seen at the moment because of the lighting and the position of the prisoner. Ki'airre noticed that there were no bindings attached to him, so he could work magic without interference. He began to work a recall when the prisoner spoke out, " 'He' has enchantments on the doors and the walls are laced with enchanted metals. They will absorb all magic from the inside of this room. This cell was specifically designed to hold magic-users. I believe you have become a danger to the man who runs this disorganized group he calls an army. You will not last long in here. You will shurely die at the hands of this mad-man. He associates with western vampires and plans to help them come to morrowind. The only reason i stay alive in this hell hole is because my father is his greatest enemy." as the female prisoner spoke Ki'airre contiued to study the walls of the cell. " Why are you here?" Ki'airre turned and told her of the events that have happened in his life for the past year.... "and so that's it. I came here to rescue my daughter and got imprisoned." The girl trembled as the summary of the last year came down on her. " You say your name is Ki'airre?" ki'airre began to lose patience. "Yes that is my name, now how can I escape?" The girl walked over to where Ki'airre stood. "I knew it. Lazuris told me that you would never come, but he was wrong." Ki'airre was slightly confused. "Huh, what are you talking about?" suddenly it dawned on him. This girl was his daughter. He had finally found her after a year of searching. The tears welled up in his eyes as he was finally reunited with his daughter. "Katie, finally after a year of searching I have found you." Katie had started to cry as well. "Father..."

Posted by: Sheogorath Nov 30 2005, 08:54 PM

Summary

Goranthir, Prince of Firsthold, is undercover in Vvardenfell, passing information to Helseth and his allies, such as the set-up of Telareso and the suspicious activities in Ald Sotha.

Kethiah, ex-assassin, co-proprietor of the Nymph and Noggin, and (secretly) Loranna's Spymaster is at her tavern.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 30 2005, 08:54 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 30 2005, 08:45 PM)

Ingmar smiled, what some might consider an evil smile, and said, "Yes, I do." He bowed to the dunmer, and said, "I'll be back soon, with a head."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 30 2005, 08:56 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 30 2005, 06:45 PM)

"Why thanks, Kratos. I don't really need a medal, doind what I love to do, but I do appreciate the honor. I think I might head to Ald Raathim, though. If you need me, just send word."

"Very well. I will be glad to fight by your sides again in battle. For now I will remain here on Vvardenfell, showing those Redoran and Indoril what for." He smiled, leading them down to the docks. People cheered and threw confetti whilst they were standing at the port, they had been recognized as heroes now in Molag Mar.

Ivelaes walked up to them. "It was a pleasure to fight with you, both." He held out a hand to each of them.

Posted by: Shardie Nov 30 2005, 08:59 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 1 2005, 12:54 PM)

Ingmar smiled, what some might consider an evil smile, and said, "Yes, I do." He bowed to the dunmer, and said, "I'll be back soon, with a head."

'Before you go, you should take this,' Faryon had put the red paper in an envelope, and handed it to Ingmar, 'Its so you will not get arrested next time you enter town. Also, my guards will take you to the treasury to pay you half your comission. the other half will come once we have the head. Falure to do so, will mean that we will come after you,' Faryon handed the second note to one of the guards, who read it over, before pocketing it, 'Good luck, Nord. You will need it,' he guestured to the guards, who lead the still handcuffed Ingmar to the treasury, where he was given a sack of gold, then lead out to outside the gate.

Posted by: syronj Nov 30 2005, 09:01 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Nov 30 2005, 09:56 PM)

Shaka shook Ivelaes' hand. "If I were a softskin, I'd be blushing about now at the sendoff. Best of luck to you and your father, Ivelaes."

He waved good-naturedly to the people on the docks. "Everyone back to work!"

Posted by: Daeyn Nov 30 2005, 09:04 PM

Summary

After a rather... interesting day, Daeyn left the Drunken Guar and headed into the marketplace... hoping for some information on the war.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Nov 30 2005, 09:04 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 30 2005, 07:01 PM)

The crowd laughed and then started cheering again. "I thank you, Shaka. We will fight again together someday." Ivelaes said, ordering the ship ready.

Kratos shook Shaka's hand as well. "Remember, if you need anything, anything at all, just come tell me." Kratos smiled.

Posted by: Stargazey Nov 30 2005, 09:06 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 30 2005, 08:59 PM)

Ingmar collected his pay, and the pass, and started the trip to Balfalls.

Posted by: stargate525 Nov 30 2005, 09:17 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Nov 30 2005, 06:03 PM)

She introduced Resartus to Reeds, and told them to discuss the matter.

Discuss they did. By the end of the night, Reeds had a supplier, and a long list of others that he might be able to try.

Posted by: Aki Nov 30 2005, 09:43 PM

OOC Summary

Reichi sari is sitting in the Nymph and Noggin after a few interesting conversations and is talking with the occaisonal passer-by who walks in or out and such.

Posted by: Teleran Nov 30 2005, 09:47 PM

Sometime after the battle, but not by much

‘Why didn’t you go to the battle?’ the dagger huffed sulkily.

‘I didn’t want to have to deal with your insufferably cheery singing for the next week. Besides you got to take out those groups of scouts and couriers before they could report.’ Telera replied.

‘But we’re missing a full battle! You decided to go off and chase down patrols in the middle of [censored] nowhere! Where’s the fun in that? Besides there were only a few scouts to kill, nowhere near the number I could have taken in a battle,’ the dagger stated in a tone that would have had it sticking out it’s tongue if it possessed one.

‘Shut up,’ Telera said, not expecting much effectual change to come from that statement. ‘The scouts needed taken care of to keep them from reporting the movements of the Muatramer anyway. And you had your fun. You took four hours with that last scout!’

‘Should have been longer, but you went and let him die of blood loss!’ the dagger snarled accusatorily. ‘You were supposed to keeping him from dying with those healing magicks you’ve been learning.

‘Not that I see the point in them. I mean, when are they any fun to be using? Leave the healing to some peon or someone fool enough to think they’re fixing something that way. Why couldn’t you go around flinging fireballs like a normal mage?

‘Or, much better idea, skip the whole magic thing and just let me slice their flesh to blood-soaked shreds.’

Telera stopped paying attention to the dagger’s ranting, the singing would probably have been preferable. She looked at her surroundings, she had ended up near Telasero after all. But from the sound of it, if there was going to be a battle at Telasero, it had already happened. She leapt high into the air to see what had occurred. When she saw Telasero the signs of a recent battle were obvious. She made her way back to Molag Mar quickly, burning through a scroll of windform, couldn’t let herself be beaten back by a damned war party, even if they had a head start.

Posted by: syronj Nov 30 2005, 09:50 PM

As the ship cast off for Ald Raathim, Shaka found an unoccupied berth below. He closed the hatch, then turned and pinned Anya to the wall.

Shaka's jaws grasped her throat firmly but lovingly. He released it, and decided tongue-wrestling would be more enjoyable . . . .

"I guess winning that fight got my blood up," he murmured to the Bosmer.

Posted by: Funcokler Xerow Nov 30 2005, 10:10 PM

Ald Raathim

"Okay, guys," Silian said to the guards as he was left his usual cell. "Thanks for letting me sleep it off. Midaves, we still on for Loredas? Or do you want to give my your money now?"

"You got lucky last time, old man!" one guard, Midaves, answered. "It won't happen again!"

"Yes, actually, it will," Silian corrected, chuckling. "I'll see ya later!" he called as he stepped out into the streets. Better than being tossed, he thought with a sigh. "So, what was I going to do? Something about a woman...and a posse...hmm." A moment passed before the old man decided to check the arena. Anyone needing a posse would be wise to check there, he figured. Even if she isn't there, I could enter a fight and earn some quick cash. So, he started walking to the arena.

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 30 2005, 10:29 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 30 2005, 08:50 PM)

Anya giggled, "You play rough, I'm just a delicate, little flower."

She grabbed his tunic and pulled him close, "Shaka, you'll get used to the rush."

Posted by: syronj Nov 30 2005, 10:40 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Nov 30 2005, 11:29 PM)

Anya giggled, "You play rough, I'm just a delicate, little flower."

She grabbed his tunic and pulled him close, "Shaka, you'll get used to the rush."

Anya's legs still wrapped around his waist, Shaka held her face gently in his hands. "My own Timsah-Come-By, I am thinking," he said in his best Hlaalu merchant accent.

He embraced her less roughly but just as lovingly. "One day, Anya, I'll hold you with human arms."

Shaka's head rested on her blonde wave of hair. The deck rolled under their feet as they headed southwest to the Duchy of Daruhn, though Shaka had yet to hear of it.

Posted by: Xyber02 Nov 30 2005, 11:09 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Nov 30 2005, 09:40 PM)

Anya closed her eyes, and rested in Shaka's arms. Sometimes, most times this was the only way she felt secure. "I look foward to that day."

"Thank you..." she whispered, barely audible.

Posted by: syronj Dec 1 2005, 02:04 AM

Shaka held Anya for a while, and both got some sleep before arriving at Ald Raathim.

He disembarked, and waved to Telera, who seemed to be heading into town. Shaka picked up the Sixth House bell hammer from the ship's cargo hold and Recalled to the yurt.

Shaka examined the hammer before replacing it in its wooden box and storing it in the pit under the rugs. It was massive, capable of being wielded as a warhammer and not just to sound the cultists' bells. It seemed partly made of a granite-like material.

He walked back to town and read the notice board outside the Nymph and Noggin. Loranna a Duchess? he noted with wonder. She truly had secured the favor of Morrowind's court. As far as Shaka knew, Loranna had just risen several steps in the royal hierarchy; perhaps as many as half a dozen. Hadn't the appointed ruler of Vvardenfell himself been a Duke?

Shaka was pleased for Loranna, and awed. He himself had never been so much as an officer -- at best a noncommissioned one. Shaka was too much the loner for it, probably; unsurprising given his Ra'Gada and Argonian natures. The barmaid had come an unimaginable distance from her roots . . . .

He walked to the Nymph section of the blocklong tavern and sat down, soon thoughtfully drinking a stout.

Posted by: S'reddit Dec 1 2005, 02:22 AM

Ald’ruhn, Vvardenfell

The moons always look sanguine across the expanse of Red Mountain, but today they had an ochre cast. Masser is full and Secunda is waning, he thought. For some reason, he remembered his nurse’s words. It is the night of the Senche.

In Elsweyr, a tiger is born.

Goranthir, Prince of Firsthold, grandson of Queen Mother Barenziah and nephew and agent of Helseth, King of Morrowind, made his way through the dark streets. It had been a ruin, but all those rounded little doors to rounded little rooms had built themselves back up. The Manor “District” where he was bound for was much as it had been, though he had never seen it before.

Inside, he was to meet Moonstone. And Almalexia was to be there too.

If they had suspected he was a spy, this would be the end for him. Goranthir was glad he had sent word already back to Helseth (and from Helseth, no doubt it would go to the Muatramer in Molag Mar, and Loranna in Ald Raathim) about the fortifications in Pelagiad and Khuul. And the horrible developments in Ald Sotha …

With a deep breath, he stepped into the massive hole that was the new Manor District of Ald’ruhn.

Posted by: S'reddit Dec 1 2005, 02:26 AM

The Nymph and Noggin, Ald Raathim

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 1 2005, 12:04 AM)

He walked to the Nymph section of the blocklong tavern and sat down, soon thoughtfully drinking a stout.

"That's on the house," Kethiah said quietly, making sure no one else heard it, before Shaka had paid. Turning to the Argonian, she said. "I hear you've been in battle."

Posted by: syronj Dec 1 2005, 02:34 AM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Dec 1 2005, 03:26 AM)

The Nymph and Noggin, Ald Raathim
"That's on the house," Kethiah said quietly, making sure no one else heard it, before Shaka had paid. Turning to the Argonian, she said. "I hear you've been in battle."

He kept his response equally low-key. "Thanks, Kethiah. . . . Yes, Anya and I helped the Muatramer take back Telasero. The casualties could be considered acceptable . . . though I know that phrase will never be enough for their loved ones."

He took a pull of the beer. "I brought back a trophy of war, a Sixth House bellhammer. But enough of that. I noticed the real news around here, today. I'll have to congratulate Loranna when I see her next."

"How are you holding up? Busier than ever, judging from the crowd." Shaka wasn't fully aware of Kethiah's position as spymaster, though he knew she was the go-between for traders and Ald Raathim.

Posted by: S'reddit Dec 1 2005, 02:41 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 1 2005, 12:34 AM)

"I'm holding up well," Kethiah said, touching her belly slightly. "Last I saw you, I was singing you off to battle, advising you to have some fun during Second Seed. I hope you did, in addition to battle ..."

Posted by: syronj Dec 1 2005, 02:48 AM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Dec 1 2005, 03:41 AM)

"The glow suits you. . . . Yes, Anya and I had a pleasant voyage back." He debated how much to elaborate, but felt he could confide in Kethiah.

"My play started out a little rough. But the interesting thing is that a year ago, Anya would have closed up; it would have brought back too many memories of her days as concubine. But she knows me well enough now that she knew how far I would go, and that I wouldn't hurt her. To be honest, a big part of that is from Telera too . . . ."

Posted by: Tylan Dec 1 2005, 04:58 AM

As the sun set on Ald Raathim, a new citizen left his new home, "It's time to restart your life now, Tylan," He said to himself. "Try not to screw up this time."
He walked from street to street "I need some work" he thought.
When he entered the pub, he saw a man in black at the
Counter. "Hello sera," he said politeley as he sat down, "you no anyone that needs work?"
"No, I reckon I don't, not in this town at least, but if your a military man, you might try to get in on this war against House redoran and Indoril, Hesleth can always use more soldiers."
"Well, looks like thats what i'm gonna have to do." How Ironic, if he would have stayed in the legions, he would be better off than he is now, but either way, he'd be in the military.

Posted by: S'reddit Dec 1 2005, 05:05 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 1 2005, 12:48 AM)

"The unexpected is sometimes delightful as you know," Kethiah smiled, and giving Shaka a wink, went back to her guests.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 1 2005, 04:02 PM

Gadave Dres was fed up with waiting for Slashes-With-Claws to die. He went to the Morag Tong guild hall to find out why Slashes was still alive. He entered the guild and appraoched the guild steward.

"Hey! I paid for a writ and the mark is still alive."

Posted by: Solin Dec 1 2005, 04:18 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 1 2005, 03:02 PM)

Morag Thalas, the guild steward, looked up from a report in his hands. Several other assassins in the hall turned their heads to look at Gadave as well.

"It would appear that it has not been deemed allowable by the Webspinner's weavings as of yet, Dres Gadave," the Dunmer said, giving the nobleman a cold stare.

"A member of our house fell in attempting to bring the honorable sentence to your... lizard."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 1 2005, 04:23 PM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 1 2005, 05:18 PM)

He was furios and vented his rage at Thalas. "Well, send another! You are supposed to be professionalls. It cost me a lot of septims and I want that fetcher dead."

Posted by: Solin Dec 1 2005, 04:28 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 1 2005, 03:23 PM)

He was furios and vented his rage at Thalas. "Well, send another! You are supposed to be professionalls. It cost me a lot of septims and I want that fetcher dead."

Thalas regarded the irate noble cooly a moment.

"You do not understand, my lord Dres," he spoke. "Our guild honor does not permit the same writ to be twice issued."

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 1 2005, 04:30 PM

QUOTE(Tylan @ Dec 1 2005, 03:58 AM)

"I might have a less potentially-lethal bit of work for you," Reeds said, sitting at the bar next to Tylan, "I'll be opening a shop in the area sometime soon, and am always looking for staff. I'm staying here at the Nymph & Noggin, room 5. Leave word if your interested."

With that, he sidled away to meet with yet another potential supplier.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 1 2005, 04:33 PM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 1 2005, 05:28 PM)

Thalas regarded the irate noble cooly a moment.

"You do not understand, my lord Dres," he spoke. "Our guild honor does not permit the same writ to be twice issued."

Gadave had spent most of his wealth he had left on the writ, He had lost all his land to Indoril occupation. "But I paid for that stinking, murdering, n'wah, lizard to be dead! It cost me almost everything I owned! If you can't fulfill the writ I paid for then I want my septims back!" Gadave steadily leaned closser to Thalas as he ranted untill he was almost in his face.

Posted by: Tylan Dec 1 2005, 04:41 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 1 2005, 04:30 PM)

Tylan watched Reeds walk away, at the same time considering his offer. He was looking for a job, working in a shop was not as exciting as the military, but few things were. He asked the inn keeper to tell master Reeds that he would be accepting the job, after all, he needed money, and money was money, whether it was exciting or not. He left an address he could be found at and was on his way home.

Posted by: Solin Dec 1 2005, 04:47 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 1 2005, 03:33 PM)

"And it was not allowed," Thalas said.

The edge in his gravelly voice told that Gadave was no longer the only agitated mer in the room.

"Now, I would suggest you cease, Dres, lest one of the annual Free Marks finds your name on it," Morag Thalas continued. "We are not a preverse orginization like the Brotherhood, do not demand that our house violate our strictures and honor. Do not seek that door or I will see you choke on feathers."

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 1 2005, 04:49 PM

QUOTE(Tylan @ Dec 1 2005, 03:41 PM)

Reeds finsihed his conversation with the trader; he now had eight possible suppliers, ranging from a maximum of a few books a month to one who bragged he could supply almost anything he could want, four of them kept trying to peddle other goods to him too.

Looking around, he noticed that the Imperial he had offered the job to was gone. Asking around, he found the barmaid, who gave him the adress and his message. He set off to the adress, wanting to meet his first employee a bit more than fifteen seconds at a bar.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 1 2005, 04:53 PM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 1 2005, 05:47 PM)

Gadave may have been furious, but he was not crazy. He departed the guild hall. His rage swelled and he decided to take matters into his own hands. He got his sword and armor and paid for transport to Ald Raathim. He would kill the stinking lizard himself if he had to.

Posted by: Tylan Dec 1 2005, 04:55 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 1 2005, 04:49 PM)

Tylan heard a nock at his door, he figured who it was, not many had his address in ald raathim. He answered and greeted Reeds.

"Hello sir, plese come into my home."

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 1 2005, 05:07 PM

QUOTE(Tylan @ Dec 1 2005, 03:55 PM)

Tylan heard a nock at his door, he figured who it was, not many had his address in ald raathim. He answered and greeted Reeds.

"Hello sir, plese come into my home."

"Thank you."

Reeds looked about the room he was now in, a small, spartan, and well kept room. On the bookshelf his trained eye noticed the titles and edition of every single book it held. Nothing extremely unusual, although he was curious as to where he had gotten A Tourist's Guide to Balmora.

Taking an offered seat, he began, "I am glad that you accepted my offer. The bookstore isn't completely ready for buisness yet, however I will see to your salary until it does open. Your duties will include stocking, reshelving, running the counter, helping customers, basic upkeep, miscellaneous jobs like that. If I need to go out for any reason, you will run the store until I get back. I will not tolerate theivery, negligence, or slacking. I hate slackers."

After this rather harsh speech, Reeds asked, "You think you can deal with that?"

Posted by: Tylan Dec 1 2005, 05:11 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 1 2005, 05:07 PM)

"of course, of course, and do not worry, i hate slackers too, and I promise I will not steal anything. If there is not anything else, i must head into the town, i have a person i must meet."

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 1 2005, 05:16 PM

QUOTE(Tylan @ Dec 1 2005, 04:11 PM)

"of course, of course, and do not worry, i hate slackers too, and I promise I will not steal anything. If there is not anything else, i must head into the town, i have a person i must meet."

"We'll there is the matter of your salary." Said Reeds as he got up. "I can pay you the standard wage here in Ald Raathim, maybe 1 or 2 percent over, not counting overtime."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 1 2005, 05:19 PM

QUOTE(S'reddit @ Dec 1 2005, 03:22 AM)

The new Manor District was quiet, but the silence had the air of reverence rather than death, as it had once been before. The presence of Almalexia in the city could almost be felt in the very air; passers-by walked with bowed heads and glowing eyes full of devotion. Here, one could well believe that the outlander usurper would be overthrown in due time, that the Tribunal would resotore Morrowind to the glory it had in the days before the Empire.

Goranthir was met by two of Almalexia's new Hands, looking as imposing and aloof as they always had. Their silvery Indoril armor glinted in the harsh light of the Manor District as they wordlessly directed Goranthir to his destination.

It was impossible to tell what was going on behind those gleaming, impassive helms; the two Hands never let Goranthir stray too far ahead of them, however, and he can almost feel their eyes broing into him.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 1 2005, 05:38 PM

Ald'ruhn, The Manor District

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 06:19 PM)

Goranthir was led into the platform at the center of the District, and then the Hands left him, their footsteps echoing into the shadows as they disappeared.

For a moment, all was still.

"Faithful Disciple," the voice called out, and Moonstone, high priest of the True Church of the Tribunal, stepped out of one of the alcoves. He was clad, as always in rags. His face was old, ugly, and arresting, particularly his eyes which seemed to pierce through the very soul.

"Revered Father," Goranthir said, dropping to his knees.

"I have told Ayem about you, your true piety, and She is interested in meeting you and giving you Her Blessing," Moonstone said.

Goranthir felt a shiver. This is what he had gone undercover for so long ago. He was to finally meet the Imposter Almalexia. He had finally earned the trust. He knew his face showed fear and anticipation, which he didn't try to hide. Those would be appropriate emotions if he really was a faithful disciple, after all.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 1 2005, 05:55 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 1 2005, 06:38 PM)

Ald'ruhn, The Manor District
Goranthir was led into the platform at the center of the District, and then the Hands left him, their footsteps echoing into the shadows as they disappeared.

For a moment, all was still.

"Faithful Disciple," the voice called out, and Moonstone, high priest of the True Church of the Tribunal, stepped out of one of the alcoves. He was clad, as always in rags. His face was old, ugly, and arresting, particularly his eyes which seemed to pierce through the very soul.

"Revered Father," Goranthir said, dropping to his knees.

"I have told Ayem about you, your true piety, and She is interested in meeting you and giving you Her Blessing," Moonstone said.

Goranthir felt a shiver. This is what he had gone undercover for so long ago. He was to finally meet the Imposter Almalexia. He had finally earned the trust. He knew his face showed fear and anticipation, which he didn't try to hide. Those would be appropriate emotions if he really was a faithful disciple, after all.

"Arise, Faithful Desciple." The words echoed effortlessly through the center of the Manor District, sensual and steely all at once.

One moment, it was just Goranthir and Moonstone; the next, the golden-skinned figure of Almalexia was present, floating inches above the ground, arms raised to the sky and eyes turned heavenward. Goranthir had a moment to feel the sheer presence of the goddess, radiating like Mangus himself, suffusing the air with an electic tingle, a luminosity that was felt more than seen.

Then, Almalexia lowered her hands and her eyes, her arms spread outward as though offering infinite bounty to Goranthir. Her bare feet slowly touch down upon the floor as she brings her hands back in a meditative posture, her golden eyes fixed on the Dunmer spy.

Her eyes smiled, as did her lips; her voice echoed through the hall again. "Thou hast been true in thy devotion and resolve; come and recieve My Blessing." This close, it was impossible not to be keenly aware of the perfectness of her divine figure, nor the way she held Goranthir in her gaze, commanding and sensual all at once.

Posted by: Solin Dec 1 2005, 06:00 PM

The Muatramer watched impassively from behind the visor of his helm as a robed figure made its way off of a small merchant vessel unloading cargo on the docks of Molag Mar. It became readily apparent that the figure was a Dunmer as he locked crimson eyes with the guardsman. He approached.

"I am Teras," the newcomer said. "Priest of the Temple, I am here to see Kratos of the Order of War."

Teras pulled a letter bearing an offical Temple seal from a fold in his robe.

"Yes Sir, right this way," responded the Muatramer as he lead the priest into the canton to find Kratos.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 1 2005, 06:04 PM

Manor District, Ald'Ruhn

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 06:55 PM)

Her eyes smiled, as did her lips; her voice echoed through the hall again. "Thou hast been true in thy devotion and resolve; come and recieve My Blessing." This close, it was impossible not to be keenly aware of the perfectness of her divine figure, nor the way she held Goranthir in her gaze, commanding and sensual all at once.

Goranthir could feel his breath was shallow: every intake was sweet perfume, and he didn't dare let himself be seduced. He looked on the face of the Goddess as he rose, for a Goddess she was to so many, and no wonder.

"I - I live to serve You," he said, unable to raise his voice above a whisper, as he stepped closer to Almalexia.

She was an Imposter. Allerleirauh had told him that. He believed it. But ... what if she were real? What if the real Almalexia, Living Goddess, were standing before him, about to bless him? What would happen? Would he survive it?

The question flickered in his mind, but above all was Awe and Desire.

He wanted her to touch him, more than anything.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Dec 1 2005, 06:05 PM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 1 2005, 04:00 PM)

The guards in front of Kratos' office door parted to let him pass. Kratos sat behind his desk, reading and writing reports about the battle.

He looked up as a Temple priest walked into his office. "Good day to you, serjo. What brings you to Molag Mar." He asked, looking the mer over.

Posted by: Solin Dec 1 2005, 06:16 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Dec 1 2005, 05:05 PM)

Teras bowed to Kratos.

"I come at the behest of the Temple heads and I come bearing their words, Warmaster," he responded producing the letter once again. Teras set the letter still sealed on Kratos' desk.

"It is, perhaps, the first of many, I am unsure," he added. "I was told that this addresses two issues. The first concerning prisoners taken here on Vvardenfell and the second concerning myself."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 1 2005, 06:18 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 1 2005, 07:04 PM)

Manor District, Ald'Ruhn
Goranthir could feel his breath was shallow: every intake was sweet perfume, and he didn't dare let himself be seduced. He looked on the face of the Goddess as he rose, for a Goddess she was to so many, and no wonder.

"I - I live to serve You," he said, unable to raise his voice above a whisper, as he stepped closer to Almalexia.

She was an Imposter. Allerleirauh had told him that. He believed it. But ... what if she were real? What if the real Almalexia, Living Goddess, were standing before him, about to bless him? What would happen? Would he survive it?

The question flickered in his mind, but above all was Awe and Desire.

He wanted her to touch him, more than anything.

Almalexia's hand reached out, and caressed Goranthir's cheek briefly; her skin was cool as marble and warm as Allie's all at once, playing havoc with Goranthir's senses.

"So then shall you serve Me," she said, drawing Goranthir closer. "Let not your faith waver, Faithful Servant, lest the flame of My Blessing consume you in its purity."

Her hand didn't move from his cheek; he could feel the power coursing through her golden flesh, threatening to pour into him like an unstoppable cascade - and yet, her eyes seemed to devour him with their intensity ...

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Dec 1 2005, 06:20 PM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 1 2005, 04:16 PM)

Kratos raised an inquisitive eyebrow, reaching for the scroll on the desk. "What exactly did they send you here for?" He asked, reading over the scroll.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 1 2005, 06:23 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 07:18 PM)

"I have fooled everyone so far," Goranthir thought in his last coherent moment. "I can fool this fraud too."

Then cold darkness exploded within him, and he knew nothing more ...

Posted by: Loranna Dec 1 2005, 06:28 PM

Ald Raathim

Loranna had kept the plans for Narsis quiet as she had said, not wanting to tip their hand to the Indoril too soon. However, those she trusted found that word reached their ears about a new mission coming up, and at the appointed time, Loranna met with those who were interested in one of the Nymph's private rooms.

Posted by: Xyber02 Dec 1 2005, 06:33 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 05:28 PM)

Anya sat in the room, fiddling with a knife, balancing it on the point of the blade.

"So, what's going on?"

Posted by: syronj Dec 1 2005, 06:35 PM

Shaka had cleaned the blacking off his armor from the Telasero battle. He stood in the Nymph's room and waited to hear the mission's nature.

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

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 1 2005, 07:35 PM)

Shaka had cleaned the blacking off his armor from the Telasero battle. He stood in the Nymph's room and waited to hear the mission's nature.

Kethiah quietly took out the maps she had received from her agent in the south, showing troop formations in Narsis, and spread them out on the table.

Posted by: Aki Dec 1 2005, 06:42 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 07:28 PM)

Reichi found his way into the private room, arrayed, as always, in his armor and with the Dagger of Senses and Bloodfang on his belt, the seldom-worn helmet to his armor held in the crook of his arm. He smirked when he saw Anya. That was almost the exact same pose Kethiath had been in when Jazbet had introduced her to the group long ago, during the Blue Dawn.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 1 2005, 06:46 PM

Loranna smiles in greeting, wondering what Reichi is smirking about for a moment.

"We're planning a raid on Narsis's plantations to free the slaves forced to work there," she explains, pointing to the maps Kethiah laid out. "According to our latest intelligence, the slaves are only lightly guarded while at work; this is our chance to start freeing those who ought to have already been freed weeks ago, and to weaken the Indoril's position in the south while we're at it."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Dec 1 2005, 06:50 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 1 2005, 04:37 PM)

Kethiah quietly took out the maps she had received from her agent in the south, showing troop formations in Narsis, and spread them out on the table.

Astien sat at a corner of the table. He felt a little out of place, they probably didn't trust him well yet.

He looked over the maps, quietly.

Posted by: Solin Dec 1 2005, 06:52 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Dec 1 2005, 05:20 PM)

Kratos raised an inquisitive eyebrow, reaching for the scroll on the desk. "What exactly did they send you here for?" He asked, reading over the scroll.

"It is addressed in the document, I believe, Serjo," responded Teras.

The letter was as the priest described. It contained orders from the Temple heads concerning prisoners taken on Vvardenfell.

Kratos of Molag Mar,

It has come to the attention of the Temple that the Muatramer under your command have been taking into custody both enemy fighters and local residents of Vvardenfell. It is the judgement of the Temple heads that such detaining is counter productive to the Temple's aims on Vvardenfell. To that end the Muatramer are commanded to, at the soonest convenience, place all prisoners of a non-sensitive nature to current Mutramer operations on Vvardenfel, as well as any future prisoners taken, under the authority of Royal forces. They are Helseth's concern. You are to cease detaining the local peasantry unless they are actively preaching against or encouraging hostile activity against the Temple and its faithful. It is not the Temple's wish at this time to address the false beliefs of the unfaithful in a manner fitting of the former orders of the Ordinators, they will come to understand the words of ALMSIVI or they will not. The Temple does wish that the Muatramer focus their attentions (beyond their current activities) on finding and detaining the priests and other assorted members of the False Temple's clergy. These foes are a threat to the faithful and as such are a concern of the Muatramer.

The order was signed by both Solin and Arynel. Continuing, the letter addressed the issue of Teras.

Given the large number of False Temple disciples and faithful on Vvardenfell, it has been decided that a stronger presence of faith is required. To meet this end the priest Teras has been sent to aid you and serve as an advisor in Temple matters for your operation at Molag Mar. Keep him safe from harm and seek him out when you are in need.

-Solin

For the first time since entering the office Teras pulled back his hood, it was obvious why he had kept it raised. The unmistakable mark of a survivor of the horrors of Vvardenfell during the Blue Dawn adorned his face. Three scars born of the claws of a winged twilight cut diagonally across his face, one over his left eye which had somehow miraculously been left intact.

"At your service," Teras said simply.

Posted by: Xyber02 Dec 1 2005, 06:52 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 05:46 PM)

Anya stood up and tilted her head slighlty at the maps Kethiah provided, a small smile forming, "This could prove to be funner than Telesaro. How many slaves are there?"

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Dec 1 2005, 06:59 PM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 1 2005, 04:52 PM)

Kratos set the scroll down, touching his scar for a moment after noticing Teras'. He called one of his officers into his office, telling him that the prisoners were to be taken to the docks and shipped off to Mournhold.

"I will have my men prepare a room for you and inform the other priests of your arrival. Welcome to Molag Mar." He said, offering his hand.

Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 1 2005, 07:09 PM

Nymph & Noggin

Always late on these secret meetings, Dane thought to himself. He cracked the door open and a spangle of light peered out into the hallway.

Half opening the door, Dane walked himself into a seat, panting like a dog.

Posted by: Solin Dec 1 2005, 07:12 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Dec 1 2005, 05:59 PM)

"Many thanks, Serjo," Teras replied accepting the outstreached hand.

"It will be an honor to serve here."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 1 2005, 07:14 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 07:46 PM)

Commander Slashes-With-Claws liked the idea of freeing more of his people from slavery. One thing worried him, "How are we going to gert all those slaves away?"

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

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 06:46 PM)

Isidor nodded, sitting upright in a chair, his attention focused on the maps. He was wearing his usual white wolf armor, and had his axe resting across his legs.

Posted by: Aki Dec 1 2005, 07:34 PM

"Sounds like a fun mission," Reichi said. Narsis, he still remebered the time they had stayed with the Cammona Tong after returning from Argonia. The Tong, despite their reputation, were rather civil, for a crime syndicate. Of course, that didn't stop them from killing a gambler who was too lucky for his own good. And Reichi never forgot how Loranna had drunk from a bowl meant for washing one's fingers, thinking it was meant for drinking.

"So I take it this will involve a fair bit of stealth then?"

Posted by: Loranna Dec 1 2005, 07:46 PM

QUOTE(Aki @ Dec 1 2005, 08:34 PM)

Loranna smiles grimly. "A fair bit, yes," she says.

"Narsis is doing rather poorly right now; the abolition hit them hard and they weren't able to clamp down on their fleeing slaves like Faryon did," she explains. "They only managed to hold on to a mere fraction of their slave population - about three hundred, by our estimates. For the plantations that supplied Narsis, that's pitifully small. And between slave riots and other fighting, they can just barely keep the slaves properly guarded."

"Our plan has several angles; we'll be faking reports of an attack coming to Tear to divert enemy forces, then sneak our team in - our best bet is to come in from Black Marsh. Transports flying Indoil flags will be diverted to Narsis to help transport the slaves out; the plan is to have the raiding party free the slaves from the plantations and then board the ships and sail out before the enemy can muster forces to chase after you."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Dec 1 2005, 07:49 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 05:46 PM)

Astien was confused. He didn't know where they would be heading.

He could feel the magicka surging to his fingers, he would no doubt be healing many during this raid.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 1 2005, 07:57 PM

Slashes-with-Claws was eager for another battle, he could already feel his predatorial instincts kicking in. He pondered which men he would take with him, he could not take many considering the nature of the mission. "How many men are going on the raid?" After hearing that they would enter the river from Argonian several feeling came upon him. It had been over a year since he had been home. Unfortunately his home town was not near Narsis. He longed to see the marsh again.

Posted by: Funcokler Xerow Dec 1 2005, 08:02 PM

Silian didn't mean to, but he ended up spending most of the day in the Bloody Sandal. There were some good fights to watch at the arena, but nothing he wished to participate in.

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 1 2005, 08:18 PM

Having now secured his first employee, Reeds went back to the Nymph and Noggin for a celebratory flagon of Heshkal.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 1 2005, 08:34 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 1 2005, 08:57 PM)

Loranna says "That's what we're here to decide, Slashes. Obviously, we can't send too big a group for fear of tipping our hand. However, the plans are amendable to a degree; if you have a suggestion, let's hear it."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 1 2005, 08:42 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 09:34 PM)

"The plan sounds good. A small group of our best soldiers and heros should be able to handle the local guards as long as the diversion works and draws the main army away." He thought for a moment. Are there any enemy fortified or major cities along the river as we are escaping?"

Posted by: Xyber02 Dec 1 2005, 08:44 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 07:34 PM)

"I think we need to send people in two groups. If we want to minimize the amount of fuss, then making sure the initial gaurds don't have time to send a warning would be nice. A vanguard of a few people would allow us to move better and quieter, and then the rest come in, secure the slaves, and escort them out."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 1 2005, 09:12 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Dec 1 2005, 09:44 PM)

Loranna nods approvingly. "Good idea; now then, to the particulars ..."

There were a number of smaller details to work out - granted, no plan actually ever survived contact with the enemy intact, but preparedness was still important.

Posted by: syronj Dec 1 2005, 09:17 PM

Shaka decided to leave most of his armor in Ald Raathim; less to slow him down.

So Kethiah is also Loranna's spymaster, he mused. A good choice. . . .

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 1 2005, 09:31 PM

Slashes examined the map for problems along the river.. A city, Heimlyn Keep caught his eye. He looked closser and realized it was far off the main river they would be taking. the only major city was Old Ebonheart, and that was friendly. "Our escape route looks clear of obvious dangers. We may try mooring the ships away from the main city and using rowboats to shuttle slave from the mainland to them. We can carry extra rowboats roped to the sides of the ships to soeed things up, then leave them behind when we leave, save trying to secure them again."

Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 1 2005, 09:31 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 1 2005, 09:12 PM)

Dane nodded to Anya's plan. "In addition to masking our boat from suspicion, only a number of people should be on deck, the rest will wait in the quaters. Dressing up as Redoran or Indoril soldiers could do just that."

Posted by: Tylan Dec 2 2005, 12:39 AM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 1 2005, 05:16 PM)

"We'll there is the matter of your salary." Said Reeds as he got up. "I can pay you the standard wage here in Ald Raathim, maybe 1 or 2 percent over, not counting overtime."

"Yes, of course, that will be fine. Now, as I said, i'm sorry, but I must be headed to the entrance of town to meet someone I haven't seen in a very long time, I bid you farewell."
they left Tylans home, and he headed for the entrance to town.

When he arrived, he saw a Breton male, about 35 years old, waiting for him. This was Jeron, the messenger of the honorable Arturious family.
"Jeron!" yelled Tylan, he ran to embrace his longtime freind. "What brings you to Ald Raathim, i had received your message?"

Jeron looked sadly at Tylan " I'm very sorry my freind, but your father is dying."

Tylan was taken aback. "When did this happen?"

"He has been sick for months, he would not allow me to head to Morrowind to tell you. Your mother finally persuaded him to let me come, i'm very sorry."

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Dec 2 2005, 09:06 AM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Nov 30 2005, 10:26 PM)

Jane quickly made her way to the main gates of Kragenmoor and was whisked to the castle. Before she knew it she was standing before Faryon her eyes discretely taking in every detail of the castle and people around her. The pale nord in her revealing red gown would have looked vulnerable had she not stood her ground, tall and proud, before the Dunmer lord.

Posted by: Shardie Dec 2 2005, 09:32 AM

QUOTE(JaneOfWaves @ Dec 3 2005, 01:06 AM)

Faryon stood outside the castle, waiting for Jane, and greeting her cordially 'Greetings, young nord... it seems many Nords have been visiting Kragenmoor recently, I do hope you find your accomidations to your liking... most of the inns in town are being used to round up and keep the slaves, so we will have to put you up in a manor house. I do hope your companions do not mind...' he turned, and begain to walk away from the Castle, 'I am interested in your goods, truly I am. When would you say they would be ready for viewing?

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Dec 2 2005, 10:56 AM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Dec 2 2005, 12:02 PM)

Filing the comment about Nords in the back of her head Jane smiled at her client, falling into step beside him. The sun was on it descent and the air was cooling down slightly, this was Jane's favorite part of the day here. She didn't like it when the sun was at its zenith and the land became scorching hot to her Nord senses.

"I have a sample ready for your viewing; we will be ready within and hour of being shown these accommodations. I must thank you for such grand accommodations. If you confirm that you will be purchasing the goods I'll send word to my head of shipping and they will be here within days." This would be a very profitable sale and she was placing much importance on it within her business. Rigen trailed behind keeping an eye on both his mistress and the servants.

Posted by: ROLF_THE_UBER Dec 2 2005, 06:02 PM

Ki'airre's journey into skyrim Pt.III

Lazuris walked the halls of the ruin making his way toward the holding cells. It was there that he found the guard and Ki'airre arguing ferociously over something. "I tell yas" the gaurd yelled"that there are not dragons in cyrodiil!". Ki'airre yelled back louder"AND I TELL YAS THAT THERE ARE!!!!!" The guard was obviously not having a good time. Lazuris was dumbfounded by the argument "Could you care to tell me why you are arguing with a prisoner over the existence of dragons in cyrodiil?" The guard turned about to face Lazuris, "This fool says there are dragons in cyrodiil. He is obviously mistaken." Ki'airre smiled and said, "but there are dragons in cyrodiil." he suddenly pulled his sword, which he had been hiding, out of the sheath and stabbed the gaurd through the side and smashed down the door. Katie pulled out Ki'airre's other sword(which he had given her earlier) and rushed forward to attack Lazuris. Lazuris saw it coming and recalled back to the main hall of the ruin. Guards that had heard the dying guard's yells ran to extinguish the disturbance. Blood stained the walls and the clothing on the remaining combatants. Ki'airre smiled " Tis been awhile since i fought like that. Longer still since we fought along side eachother." With the flash of magic they were gone, sent to the nearest imperial shrine.

Posted by: Shardie Dec 2 2005, 06:12 PM

QUOTE(JaneOfWaves @ Dec 3 2005, 02:56 AM)

Very well, I shall let you settle in. When your ready, please come to the castle. I shall assign some guards for protection shortly,' Faryon bowed, and left Jane alone for the time being, in the Former Manor house of one Dres Loranna Pyrel

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 06:51 PM

Reeds was sipping his heskal when he saw Slashes exiting from a back room. Curious, and wanting to ask about the availability of the quartermaster position, he waved him over.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 06:53 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 2 2005, 07:51 PM)

Reeds was sipping his heskal when he saw Slashes exiting from a back room. Curious, and wanting to ask about the availability of the quartermaster position, he waved him over.

Slashes saw Reeds waving to him and took a seat next to him. He ordered a Heshkal and said, "Good day to you marshbrother. How are things?" Meanwhile he was distracted with thoughts of the upcomming battle.

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 06:54 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 05:53 PM)

"Quite fine marshbrother, thank you." Reed replied, "I was wondering about that position you offered me a few days back, is it still open?"

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 07:01 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 2 2005, 07:54 PM)

"Quite fine marshbrother, thank you." Reed replied, "I was wondering about that position you offered me a few days back, is it still open?"

Slashes was glad to hear that Reeds wanted the job, he needed the help. "Yes it is, with all the new recruits I need another quartermaster now more than ever." He looked Reeds over, noting his build average. "It is a non combat position, civilian." He thought for a second, "Do you know any magicka?"

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 07:03 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 06:01 PM)

Immediately thoughts of his newfound ability came to mind, "In a manner of speaking. Remember that...problem... I was having the other day with your arm and the dagger? Well..." Reeds described the entire sequence of events to Slashes.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 07:11 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 2 2005, 08:03 PM)

Slashes found the events quite interesting and listened intently. "Ahh, the tower birthsign. It is surprising that it would only become known now, but there are many things about magicka that are surprising. I am blessed with the sign of the lady myself." Slashes thought of something and mumbled to himself for a second, "M'Thala should be in the support group, he can help to take care of..." His voice trailed off. He suddenly realized he had been thinking aloud and grinned at Reeds.

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 07:12 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 06:11 PM)

"Don't worry, I do it all the time." Said Reeds offhandedly, "though I am mighty interested in this 'support group' of yours, swounds like something I'd be good at."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 07:21 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 2 2005, 08:12 PM)

"Don't worry, I do it all the time." Said Reeds offhandedly, "though I am mighty interested in this 'support group' of yours, swounds like something I'd be good at."

Slashes thought for a moment, not sure if he should tell Reeds. Well, if he was going to be quartermaster he had to trust him at least some, he would just omit certain details. He looked around and leaned close, wispering, "I am not sure if this would be your kind of support. We will be raiding an enemy city, freeing our people still held as slaves. I was deciding who would be in support to watch over the slaves, protect them, keep them calm, and heal them. The lead group that I am in will be doing most of the fighting, but there is always the chance that the supports could be attacked."

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 07:35 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 06:21 PM)

"Well," said Reeds, leaning in equally close, "You said magic, not healing. I'm rather adept at it. Too much free time. And," said Reeds, "I know my way around a sword reasonably well."

"I might be better suited than you may think."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 07:40 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 2 2005, 08:35 PM)

Slashesconsidered some more, he scratched his chin. "Alright, you can come. But you will do anything any of my men tell you. And this mission is a secret, if you tell anyone anything about it before we return, I will tear your throat out. Is everything clear?" Slashes was parially testing Reeds, he wanted to see his reaction to a threat. He also wanted to make sure he kept his jaw shut.

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 07:42 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 06:40 PM)

"A more effective way to do it would be to simply cut my jugular, less mess. I know my place, little 'ol Reeds won't be getting in the way."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 07:45 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 2 2005, 08:42 PM)

"A more effective way to do it would be to simply cut my jugular, less mess. I know my place, little 'ol Reeds won't be getting in the way."

Slashes grinned again, he liked Reeds. "Good, you can come." Slashes then told Reeds where and when to meet.

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 07:47 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 06:45 PM)

Slashes grinned again, he liked Reeds. "Good, you can come." Slashes then told Reeds where and when to meet.

Reeds nodded, heading to his room and grabbing a simple robe he could afford to throw away, Aryle's Guide to Anatomy and Healing, and his trusty saber.

He met at the appointed spot.

Posted by: syronj Dec 2 2005, 07:50 PM

Shaka waited at the assembly point. He had left the Dragonbone Cuirass behind because of its weight, along with pauldrons. The Glass kukri was sheathed at his belt, and he carried the Spear.

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Dec 2 2005, 07:52 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Dec 2 2005, 08:42 PM)

Jane quickly sent her servants scurrying to get things ready. Rigen would prepare the weapons display chest while Jane made ready for the meeting. She changed into an ebony robe that came to a tight collar under her neck with gold trim bringing out the sparkle in her eyes. Adrenaline rushed through her body as it always did when preparing for a business deal. Jane looked herself over in a mirror was impressed, her hair shone in the candlelight and the robe was tightly fit to display her curves. There was an aura of energy about her emphasizing her beauty and youth.

She gathered Rigen and the two servants carrying the chest and headed to the castle. The guards at the door escorted her to Faryon.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 07:53 PM

Commander Slashes-With-Claws, alond with a small handfull of his best men, arrived at the rally point. He wore his chitin armor, the argonian battle armor clinked too much for a stealth mission. The poison glass dagger hung at his belt with his throwing knives. His dwarven claymore was strapped to his back, sharp as ever.

Posted by: Shardie Dec 2 2005, 08:01 PM

QUOTE(JaneOfWaves @ Dec 3 2005, 11:52 AM)

Faryon was waiting in the Grand Hall of the Castle. 'So this is your merchandise, is it?' clicking his fingers, and several armoured men approched, as well as a few officially robed men. Faryon himself wandered up to the weapons display, and then to Jane, 'So tell me, what do you have that could intrest me?'

Posted by: Stargazey Dec 2 2005, 08:04 PM

Tsei went to the mages guild, waiting to depart. Loranna had told her of the raid on Narsis, during one of their lessons. She noticed Slashes-with-Claws, but didn't say anything to him.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 08:09 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 2 2005, 09:04 PM)

Tsei went to the mages guild, waiting to depart. Loranna had told her of the raid on Narsis, during one of their lessons. She noticed Slashes-with-Claws, but didn't say anything to him.

Slashes looked over at Tsei. He was already energized with the thought of battle, the sight of a female argonian drove his instincts even more. He held back saying somethign that probably would have gotten him clawed to death and instead simply said, "Greetings marshsister." Not sure what to say to one who had seen their lover brutally slain.

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 08:14 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 2 2005, 07:04 PM)

Tsei went to the mages guild, waiting to depart. Loranna had told her of the raid on Narsis, during one of their lessons. She noticed Slashes-with-Claws, but didn't say anything to him.

"Greetings," said Reeds, "May you fare well in the upcoming mission."

Posted by: Xyber02 Dec 2 2005, 08:15 PM

Anya shifted her armor, making it more comfortable. She was looking foward to the Narsis raid. This was what she did, and she did it well. A corner of her mouth was raised in a small smile.

Anya left her spear and bow in her room. She was going to be apart of the group that neutralized the guards, and bulking weapons weren't needed. Her large daggers, and throwing daggers, would suffice.

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Dec 2 2005, 08:19 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Dec 2 2005, 10:31 PM)

"It is my merchandise." She signaled for her servants and Rigen to leave, she preferred to work unaided. "I have a selection of melee weapons as well as darts, arrows, and bolts. Not only were they crafted by a master but were also crafted using a new method that combines the strength of ebony with silver to give you affordable weapons at a very high quality and efficiency. The combination also takes well to enchantment if that is your taste." She smoothly opened the chest with a soft click and it slid open displaying her ebony tinged wares. They were designed with a cruel twist and the black on silver gave them a very cold look. Jane smiled; intimidation was certainly an important part of a fight while a fine edge would finish things off nicely. She looked to her client.

"Would you like to try them out?"

Posted by: Stargazey Dec 2 2005, 08:22 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 08:09 PM)

Tsei nodded at Slashes, and said, "So, you're going too? Anything we can do to help our brothers and sister, I suppose ..."

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 2 2005, 08:14 PM)

"Greetings," said Reeds, "May you fare well in the upcoming mission."

She nodded to Reeds, and said, "You too."

Posted by: Shardie Dec 2 2005, 08:25 PM

QUOTE(JaneOfWaves @ Dec 3 2005, 12:19 PM)

'I do like that cold look they have... sure, we will take a look at them,' clicking his fingers, two of the warriors picked up the weapons and looked them over closely. They then begain to spar
'They are light, yet seem strong' one guard replied
'Indeed they are' the other replied
'Very good' Faryon remarked, turning to Jane, 'You do look stunning today... I think I like the look of these weapons... what else do you have?'

Posted by: syronj Dec 2 2005, 08:40 PM

Outside Narsis, a day later:

After assembling in Ald Raathim, the group took the guild guide to Black Marsh. There were about a dozen men and women in each of the two teams, scout and support.

Shaka and the others rode like cargo from Stormhold to the Narsis outskirts, in barrels lashed to the leathery backs of an Argonian crocodile-like beast. The creatures lumbered while on land, but in water glided as smoothly as a ship, then dove beneath the waters. Constant-effect water breathing items kept the non-Argonian members of the team alive.

Narsis, he reviewed to himself. Don't know that much about it. Important trading city, ancient history -- didn't Nerevar live here?

The city of Tear, where a diversion was, it was hoped, currently drawing attention away from Narsis, was a more important slave trading center. But freeing 300 slaves in the Narsis area would be one for the history books.

The caravan neared the city. The groups wouldn't be riding the creatures into Narsis itself; they would assemble closer to the plantations.

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Dec 2 2005, 08:43 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Dec 2 2005, 10:55 PM)

Jane smiled, she hadn't mentioned having anything else, it appeared Faryon had done some investigation into her business. The stunning comment intrigued her, Faryon had been fairly sparing with anything other than business comments, so she stored it away in the memory for later. She pulled out a drawer at the bottom of the chest revealing twenty rings shining with their own eerie light.

"These are fresh from Imperial City. The Head of the Mages Guild did some research into healing enchantments reaching new levels of efficiency. These are the products of his labours. The enchantment lasts extra long before needing recharging and the effect is ten times stronger." She smiled inwardly at what she had done to attain those rings, it had been a very pleasant experience. Again she kept her eyes on Faryon gauging his reaction.

Posted by: Shardie Dec 2 2005, 08:47 PM

QUOTE(JaneOfWaves @ Dec 3 2005, 12:43 PM)

'Wonderful quality indeed... I will have to have my enchanters look over them, and that will take a while. Why dont I take you for a tour around Kragenmoor whilst we negotiate a price?' Faryon asked, as a coach, a rare sight in Morrowind, pulled up to the castle gates, the horses looked nervous, as if they had just come out from the slaughter house

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Dec 2 2005, 08:49 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Dec 2 2005, 11:17 PM)

Jane smiled, "That would be delightful, I'll have to ask that Rigen stay with my merchandise as it is looked over." She liked the idea of having a tour of the city, it would give her some additional information to send to Kethiah later tonight.

Posted by: Shardie Dec 2 2005, 08:56 PM

QUOTE(JaneOfWaves @ Dec 3 2005, 12:49 PM)

And so, the tour went on, as Faryon pointed out all the interesting sights of Kragenmoor, the Temple, the Jail (where, apparently over 1000 slaves were kept, a number he was proud to boast) Past the hotel strip, each of the Inns was guarded by five soldiers, with a continuous patrol up the street. They then went to the walls, newly constructed, and looked into the now fenced off slums district, where another 1000 slaves were kept. These, said Faryon, were the ones that were about to be shipped off to other places. Then they finished the tour with a trip to the commercial sector, and the only tavern that was still open to the locals, somthing that the locals of Kragenmoor were quite Irate about, followed by the barracks, and back to the castle, where Faryon lead Jane to the highest tower. A Parratpon flew over, 'So tell me, what sort of price are you looking for; for this sort of equiptment?' Faryon asked bluntly

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 09:07 PM

Commander Slashes-With-Claws had enjoyed the brief stop in Stormhold, he had never been to that part of the marsh. He would have to take the guide back again some day. Riding the turtle like creature had also been new to him, they did not have them in his section of the marsh. He had been strapped to the belly the whole way, which was fine for an him, being able to naturally breath under water.

The stars shown overhead, night was the best time for a raid, the vile slavers would be taken by surprise.

Slashes watched the plantation they were approaching. It looked like most of the guards were asleep as planned. He gave the signal and advanced.

He left his claymore on his back, it was too big for a stealthy kill, Slashes-With-Claws would live up to his name and use his claws.

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Dec 2 2005, 09:15 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Dec 2 2005, 11:26 PM)

Jane took in every last detail Faryon gave her, the city was impressive. And orderly, everything was tightly controlled through one person.

The tower afforded a spectacular view and she let herself relax to some degree. Faryon's blunt question didn't surprise her she was beginning to get a good feel for Faryon's character.

"Well, each individual piece bought separately would add up, but I'm willing to give you a discount if you buy in bulk. 1 000 000 gp for every 1000 melee weapons, 10 000 gp for every 1000 ranged missiles. I sent the total stock list earlier but also have a copy here for you to look over. The twenty rings," here she smiled, "a gift from me. I hope you enjoy." Here she looked at Faryon's face, taking in the piercing red eyes, she took a deep breath, he was older but still very appealing.

Posted by: Shardie Dec 2 2005, 09:22 PM

QUOTE(JaneOfWaves @ Dec 3 2005, 01:15 PM)

'That is indeed expensive... I am not sure if we need 1000 melee weapons, five hundred or so would be sifficient,' he turned away, 'Its not as if we are arming the entire army, god no, Indoril and Redorian dont have enough cash for that, without going broke... 100,000 for 150 melee weapons, thats my offer. It will be used by my elite guard and officers only, there is no point in wasting it on the common soldier' he turned to look out over the city, and waited for Jane's reply

Posted by: syronj Dec 2 2005, 09:27 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 10:07 PM)

Slashes watched the plantation they were approaching. It looked like most of the guards were asleep as planned. He gave the signal and advanced.

He left his claymore on his back, it was too big for a stealthy kill, Slashes-With-Claws would live up to his name and use his claws.

While some among the scout team took out a few bored guards, Shaka and several others moved stealthily among the slave shacks. Trying to keep a general alarm from being raised, they struck off the slaves' manacles and guided them to the waiting support team.

Soon families of Argonians, Khajiits, and a few humans were crouched along the river bank.

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Dec 2 2005, 09:29 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Dec 2 2005, 11:52 PM)

Jane quickly did the math in her head and didn't like the result. Faryon was under cutting her price, and not even buying a large bulk amount. She would want at least 150 000 for them.

"200 000 for 150." She was no longer relaxed, but looking for every sign from Faryon as to his opinion on the price. He could afford it, she knew that much.

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 09:34 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 2 2005, 08:27 PM)

Soon families of Argonians, Khajiits, and a few humans were crouched along the river bank.

As quickly as they could, the support team began to organize the slaves, preparing them to move onto the ships and separating the injured for treatment.

Reeds moved among the injured, treating wounds where he could and calling over mages where he couldn't.

Posted by: Shardie Dec 2 2005, 09:34 PM

QUOTE(JaneOfWaves @ Dec 3 2005, 01:29 PM)

'200,000? I think not. Although it may not be worth it, I shall offer 170,000 all up' Faryon still looked over the city, 'since I am not buying in bulk, is that worthwhile to you?'

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 09:40 PM

Slashes snuck up behind a guard who was almost asleep on his feet. His predatorial instincts were running strong, his left hand covered the guards mouth while the claws on his right dug into the dunmer's neck. The dunmer could not even screem as the claws tore the flesh on hs throat and severed arteries, he died quickly and silently.

Slashes entered a shack and found a sleeping marshsister, she jumped awake, and was surprised by the sight of the armored and heavily armed male standing before her. Slashes told her to be silent and broke the lock on her bracers. She thanked him. She was led off to safety.

Posted by: syronj Dec 2 2005, 09:45 PM

Shaka slipped into an overseer's shack, pointed out to him by some of the slaves, and decapitated him with the kukri. He pushed the body under the bed to gain some time for the slaves, come morning; though eventually someone would discover the empty plantations.

This is too easy so far, he thought grimly. Still several plantations to hit. . . .

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Dec 2 2005, 09:45 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Dec 3 2005, 12:04 AM)

'200,000? I think not. Although it may not be worth it, I shall offer 170,000 all up' Faryon still looked over the city, 'since I am not buying in bulk, is that worthwhile to you?'

"Done. I'll have Rigen tie up the loose ends." She smiled at her client and put out her hand to shake on the deal.

Posted by: Shardie Dec 2 2005, 09:47 PM

QUOTE(JaneOfWaves @ Dec 3 2005, 01:45 PM)

"Done. I'll have Rigen tie up the loose ends." She smiled at her client and put out her hand to shake on the deal.

'I will get the money to you on delivery, then' Faryon gave a rare smile... 'Intill then, why dont you be our guests within this fine city?' Faryon lead Jane all the way back down to the gate of the fortress and let her be

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 09:54 PM

Slashes peared around a corner, a guard walked towards him. He ducked back and waiterd for the guard to go past. He snuck up behind the dunmer, opened his jaws, and sank his teeth into the dunmer's neck. with a quick jerk of his head there was a snapping sound of the guard's neck breaking. Slashes released the body, blood ran down his jaws.

He opened another door, a khajiit's eye's went wide at the sight of the bloody argonian. A few quick words of, "I am here to take you to freedom, friend." and the khajiit understood. slashes led him to the support men waiting nearby, and adressed Reeds, "How are things going marshbrother?"

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 09:58 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 08:54 PM)

At that moment Reeds was up to his elbows in blood, trying to both restrain and banadage a struggling Khajiit male with serious abdominal wounds. "Fine, fine. We've lost two, and there's five more like this, but the rest are fine. What's the situation at the plantations?"

Still struglling with the khajiit, Reeds asked, "Hold him down for me would you?"

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 10:04 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 2 2005, 10:58 PM)

Slashes looked at the injured khajiit. "Allow me friend." Slashes placed his hands over the wound, a blue glow spread around the injury. The wound steadily closed. The khajiit relaxed. "He will be alright now. You should learn restoration magicka, I train all my men in at least the basics. I consider it the most important of all magicka skills."

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 10:07 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 09:04 PM)

"Would be very helpful." Admitted Reeds, "This one went and got himself slashed open by a scythe that fell on him. He was like that when we got him. Could you please tell your men to be a bit more careful getting them out? We aren't equipped to deal with those type of injuries."

Posted by: syronj Dec 2 2005, 10:09 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 11:04 PM)

Shaka ran up then. "The rest are mopping up. A few guards woke up in their barracks, but nothing we can't handle. The scout team can move to the next plantation soon. . . . "

He was silent, remembering the different reactions of the freed slaves. Some had been quick on the uptake, embracing their liberators; others were half-starved or emotionally shut down, almost too far gone to be freed. But Shaka and the rest had vowed that no one would be left behind.

Posted by: Aki Dec 2 2005, 10:12 PM

Reichi snuck silently through the plantation, his armor glinting in the star and moonlight. One guard was less watchful than the others, he had his helmet off and was drinking. Reichi snuck behind him, and let out a quiet "Woof!" causing the mer to turn in time to get smacked across the nose with the flat of Bloodfang's blade.

Reichi slumped the unconscious mer with his drink, so it looked like he had drunk himself out cold. Less suspicious than a bloody corpse. Even if it was less fun. Reichi pulled a set of keys off the man. "Lesse.....'booze chest keys'? [censored] drunkard," Reichi murmured and meandered off. [censored] keys. We'll break the braces off later.. he thought to himself, and cuked inside a slave shack.

"Wakey wakey! C'mon, yer scaley asses are getting freed. Oh, and your fuzzy ass Mister Khajiit, didn't see ya there...Er...Miss Khajiit. My mistake..."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 2 2005, 10:13 PM

QUOTE(stargate525 @ Dec 2 2005, 11:07 PM)

QUOTE

Shaka ran up then. "The rest are mopping up. A few guards woke up in their barracks, but nothing we can't handle. The scout team can move to the next plantation soon. . . . "

"Very good. Once the rest of the slaves are ready we will make a final sweep of the plantation and move on."

OOC: Out for tonight.

Posted by: JaneOfWaves Dec 2 2005, 10:20 PM

QUOTE(Shardie @ Dec 3 2005, 12:17 AM)

Perhaps Jane understood less of Faryon's character than she initially thought. He would go from warm to cold in seconds and it was difficult to follow.

Rigen was at the manor house when she got back.

"I'll need you to go to the castle and work out the details of the shipment. We agreed on 170 000 for 150 melee weapons. Get me any necessary passes before the night ends."

Walking up to the master bedroom she sat at the desk to write to Reiza. They had decided the slaves were the key issue and decided on phrases to indicate their location in the city. She also indicated she would want immediate notice on any items that could be of interest to her new client.

QUOTE

Reiza,

The journey is complete; it went smoothly although it did feel long. Our new client is very much in control of the area, certainly we had heard of this on the outside, but it is very impressive when seen up close.

A deal has been reached; Rigen has set up the details. His letter and the pass for the freighters are enclosed.

I would like to continue business here, and I want to treat our client well, send word of any merchandise that may be of use to him.

I hope things are going well for you, I expect an update on the situation in Elsweyr.

Jane

She undressed for bed and was enjoying a calming drink a few hours later when she heard Rigen's footsteps approaching her door.

"Come in" She was reclining on an ottoman in one of her sheer robes as the dutiful Imperial entered. "How was it?"

"Good Jane, I have prepared a package for Reiza, I assumed you have a letter to go with it." Jane smiled, he knew her habits well.

"Indeed, it's on the desk. Send it off and get some sleep." He took the letter and placed a copy of the details on her desk in its place. Before she could thank him for his insight he was gone again, leaving the door slightly ajar behind him. Jane didn't care to shut it right away preferring to finish her drink before moving.

Posted by: Stargazey Dec 2 2005, 10:27 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 2 2005, 10:13 PM)

"I will let them know, but most softskins have more trouble with darkness then we do, that is why I brought several khajiit along. but I will pass the word. Tsei is the best healer you have, call her if you have anymore bad injuries."
"Very good. Once the rest of the slaves are ready we will make a final sweep of the plantation and move on."

Tsei came over, dripping in blood, and a knife in her hand. "Sorry about that," she hissed, to no one in particular. "Had to deal with someone ..." She rolled up the sleeves on her robe, and began her healing.

Isidor, meanwhile, was dealing with two slavers, each holding a sword in their hands. He had set free a contingent of slaves, only to be met by this pair. He focused his attention at one dunmer, and swung his axe swiftly at the man. It hit him in the midsection, and brought him to his knees.

With that out of the way, Isidor turned to the other slaver, a woman. As a rule, Isidor didn't like to hit women, or fight with them. Just out of courtesy. So, instead of cutting her up like her friend, he cast a frost spell at her, then hit her with the blunt end of his axe.

With that, he made his way back to where Shaka, Reeds, Slashes with Claws, and Tsei were.

Posted by: syronj Dec 2 2005, 10:36 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 2 2005, 11:27 PM)

"Hail, Isidor. I was just thinking that we're going to have to take out the plantation's owners too, or else Narsis will be alerted before we can escape. I'd rather capture them and even take them back to Ald Raathim, but it's impractical for this mission."

The group waited by the river. The only sounds were the murmurs of the freed slaves, mothers trying to hush their children, and the sounds of the night. Maybe it was a bad time to bring it up, but . . .

"Hey, Iz. Thanks for your interest in the garden for Kethiah's and your wedding. It will be good. The roses are out now."

Realizing the incongruity of it, Shaka stopped talking.

Posted by: niceguy5 Dec 2 2005, 10:40 PM

Dane approached his friends but he could hear the running footsteps of some guards, with his sensible ears. He crouched to the ground, fangs showing with saliva and eyes flashing bright orange, the monster breed leapt into the air. Doing some several aerial maneuvers, he came crashing down onto one of the guards, feet first breaking the guard’s chest. The other guard slashed at Dane with his sword, only to catch nothing but air and a sheer pain to the face.

The guard was now bending down, holding his face. Dane quickly made his finish, elbowing his neck in half, no remorse and walking back to the group.

Posted by: Stargazey Dec 2 2005, 10:47 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 2 2005, 10:36 PM)

Isidor hugged Shaka and said, "Thank you. When this [censored] is over, we'll get married right away." He clapped the argonian once more on the back, then wandered off into the night, his axe glinting in the moonlight.

Posted by: stargate525 Dec 2 2005, 11:07 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 2 2005, 09:47 PM)

"having a regular party here aren't we?" Said Reeds to no one in particular as he bandaged a not-quite-healed gash on a Khajiit's head.

OOC: Be gone till monday or tuesday

Posted by: Xyber02 Dec 3 2005, 02:32 AM

Anya was already reaching the next plantation. Silently, she crept further in, until reaching the first gaurd.

Leaping in the air, she landed on the gaurds shoulders, clamping his head between her thighs. Slipping her dagger between his helmet and pauldron, she cut deep to make sure he couldn't scream an alarm.

Anya liked being outside, it gave her full reign of her acrobatics. And she was putting them to full use while she could. Dragging the gaurd out of sight, after relieving him of any valuables, Anya continued foward. She made sure to not get to far ahead of the main group.

Posted by: apocolipseLater Dec 3 2005, 12:30 PM

Due to his... lack of funds, Dar'Tessir had again been staying with the squaters outside of town.

"Get out Khajiit, you have taken advantage of our hospitality for too long."

"Dar'Tessir has only been here a short time. Some have been here for months!"

"Most of us were displaced during the blue dawn and other recent disasters. You, on the other hand, are a just poor slacker."

"Dar'Tessir is no slacker! He tries to find work!"

"I don't care, get out of our camp."

Dar'Tessir left, glad to be away from them, but upset that he again had nowhere to sleep.

When he got back to Ald Raathim he was even more upset. He learned that his friend Reeds Saloat had opened a bookstore and he may have missed his chance for a job and a group had left for Narsis to free slaves. He didn't expect them to come looking for him but he would have liked to have helped.
He was glad that the Mautramer had won, and it seemed the war was going well. He really didn't care that Ald Raathim had been made a Duchy, he didn't really see the difference it made.

He was bored and longed for something... anything, to do.

Posted by: syronj Dec 3 2005, 12:45 PM

Shaka and several others left the first plantation's manor for last. They were able to surprise the nobles, and left them bound and gagged but alive in a basement storage area.

"This is more mercy than you've shown the slaves lately," said Shaka before leaving. "Taking hostages. Revenge killings . . . . Think on that while you're waiting to be discovered."

He left for the second plantation.

Posted by: ROLF_THE_UBER Dec 3 2005, 01:11 PM

Ki'airre and Katie, after having to deal with a curious healer("wow, these are some serious wounds, what'd ya do piss off a dragon?"), left to the port to find Stormsurge and Shadow Fox. The two generals were waiting at the docks next to the ship they took to get there. Ki'airre and Shadow Fox exchanged nods and then after everyone boarded to leave for solstheim.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Dec 4 2005, 12:12 AM

Narsis

Astien steadily focused his mind on the magicka in himself as he attempted to heal a Khajiit male with severe lacerations on his back and a collapsed sternum, most likely caused from a blunt object used by the slaver that he had been taken away from.

Blue light flickered from his hands as his patient began to look normal again. The blood stopped flowing from his wounds and closed up. His caved in chest was slowly starting to rise again. This was a close call.

He moved on to another injured slave, helping Tsei to patch them up as good as new.

Posted by: vaanic~one Dec 4 2005, 06:37 AM

Stupidly late OOC Summary: Vaan is in Mournhold...

(Sorry about my lack of participation right now, I've just gone and got EVE Online you see, and it's obsessive.)

Posted by: Shardie Dec 4 2005, 07:16 AM

OOC

Will be AFK for a week, perhaps longer... so Faryon shall continue his scheming, but wont do much else. And Maranda? She will be picking wilderberries for a potion or somthing.

When I return, I shall have a New Computer, so Hurrah!

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 4 2005, 05:55 PM

Once the plantation had been swept for a final time, and the slaves were being tended to, Commander Slashes-With-Claws ordered the scout team on to the next plantation.

It was not far to go, when they were ready he gave the signal to move in.

Slashes checked out a guard shack, it was empty. As he exited, the door of a guard shack accross from him opened, the guard gave a shout. Slashes lunged, landing on him, the tallons on his feet tearing the guard's throat to shreads. He dragged the body back inside the shack, hopefuly not too many people heard the shout.

Posted by: syronj Dec 4 2005, 06:31 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 4 2005, 06:55 PM)

Shaka and others had reached the slave quarters when they heard the guard's shout in the distance. They froze for a moment. When Shaka saw torches being lit near the bunkhouse and some voices calling out questions, he muttered to himself, "That's torn it. You and you, start rounding up the slaves. The rest of us need to silence the guards."

Posted by: ROLF_THE_UBER Dec 4 2005, 06:56 PM

The armor glistened in the moonlight black with the focused hatred of the past eras. Spikes could be seen protuding from the sides and front. The armor alone could be a weapon. The helm glowed with the same black hatred, the face of the helm was twisted into that of a dragon's complete with three horns atop the helm. "Made of ebony. Tough stuff there." Shadow fox remarked. Katie inspected the armor and seemed satisfied with it. " Well, how much you want for it." Shadow Fox smiled. " Consider it as a welcome back present. Dont forget the sword either." He pointed towards a bundle of red silk. Katie unwrapped the blade and marveled at the weapon. The long curved blade was also the deep black color of the armor. The inner curve was set with ridges to inflict pain all the more easily. On the end of the hilt was a dragon's haed with ruby inset eyes and golden teeth. The scimitar was truly a work of art. Katie grabbed the armor and sword and joined her father among the endless volumes of books in the library. "I see you found your birthday present? That armor is his greatest work yet take good care of it."

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 4 2005, 08:22 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 4 2005, 07:31 PM)

Well, there goes our element of surprise, Slashes thought to himself. He gave a funny hissing whistle, ignored by all but those who knew what it ment. the four men Slashes had brought appeared moments later from various directions. "We have been discovered." He pointed to a Khajiit and a Bosmer, his best arcchers "You and you go towards the bunkhouse over there, keep the guards inside." Pointing to a Dunmer and another Khajiit he said, "You two keep searching the shacks for our enslaved people, take out any guards you see."

Slashes went towards another set of torches that had iluminated not far from him. Two guards, wide awake and alert, weapons ready, a spear and a longsword.. He considered throwing a knife, but he was at a bad angle to guarenty a kill. He drew his claymore and jumped out at the guards, hissing. The guards jumped startled, the momentary delay gave Slashes a chance to decapitate one of them and disembowel the other on the backswing. He finished the moaning guard.

The spear the guard had was of unusual design, Slashes picked it up. It was an argonian spear, it mush have been taken durring a slave raid. He sheathed his claymore and examined the spear, the leaf shaped head, the spikes bhhind the head, it was as he remembered from his time in the argonian army. He attacked an imaginary opponent experimentally. It was perfect. He went off to find more slaves to free, and a guard to test the weapon on.

Posted by: Stargazey Dec 4 2005, 08:28 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 4 2005, 08:22 PM)

He went off to find more slaves to free, and a guard to test the weapon on.

Tsei waved to Slashes, as she put the finishing touches on a bandage for a young argonian.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 4 2005, 08:32 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 4 2005, 09:28 PM)

Tsei waved to Slashes, as she put the finishing touches on a bandage for a young argonian.

Slashes noticed Tsei and, after checking that the area was clear he approached. "How are things going marshsister? Are you and the slaves well?" He noticed that she was spattered in blood, "Are you hurt?" He kept an eye out for enemies.

Posted by: Stargazey Dec 4 2005, 08:34 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 4 2005, 08:32 PM)

"It's going well," Tsei replied, healing while she was talking. "We haven't lost too many, so far. Oh, I'm not hurt. A few of the slaves were badly beaten beforehand, so they needed some patching up ... So, how many more plantations?"

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 4 2005, 08:44 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 4 2005, 09:34 PM)

"There are two more after this one, assumeing we have the time." Slases thought of the injured and dead slaves. Sadness appreaed on his face, "It is sad the way the slaves are treated. That they treat our people as though we are animals. I would never treat any warmblood that way, it is horrable. I command people of all the races of Tamriel, most of my men are Dunmer. I see them not as Dunmer, or Nord, or Khajiit, but as my solders, fighting at my orders, dieing by my command." At the last phrase his face saddened even more.

Posted by: Stargazey Dec 4 2005, 08:46 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 4 2005, 08:44 PM)

Tsei noticed the sadness on Slashes' face, and stopping the healing spell she was casting for a moment, she licked his snout, wrapping her arms around him.

Posted by: syronj Dec 4 2005, 08:50 PM

While some of the scouts kept the guards penned up in their bunkhouse, Shaka and a few others raced to the manor house.

No time for subtlety on this one, he thought. Shaka called up a storm atronach and commanded it to bash the stout front door in. He moved behind the mansion and watched to make sure no one escaped, while other scouts rushed into the house and bound its occupants.

With the nobles secured and hidden, Shaka ran back to the bunkhouse to see how the fight there was going.

Posted by: Stargazey Dec 4 2005, 08:53 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 4 2005, 08:50 PM)

Isidor was close behind Shaka, the whole time, trying his best to keep quiet. He entered the bunkhouse behind him, axe drawn.

Posted by: syronj Dec 4 2005, 08:58 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 4 2005, 09:53 PM)

Isidor was close behind Shaka, the whole time, trying his best to keep quiet. He entered the bunkhouse behind him, axe drawn.

Shaka and Isidor were joined by three other adventurers; they fought the guards shoulder to shoulder, while the snipers outside picked off any guards attempting to escape.

Shaka noticed some of the men and women they fought had dwemer armor here and there. He twisted aside from a warhammer, then drove the Spear into a neck. It became a pitched battle with the Indoril hirelings, who were slowly driven back . . . .

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 4 2005, 08:59 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 4 2005, 09:46 PM)

Tsei noticed the sadness on Slashes' face, and stopping the healing spell she was casting for a moment, she licked his snout, wrapping her arms around him.

Slashes was surprised at being licked, the argonian equivelent of a kiss, he licked Tsei's snout and hugging her back, looked into her eyes. She was beautiful. He heard the crashing of Shaka's storm atronach breaking in the door of the house, concearn replaced the saddness and surprise, "I must go and see to my men. There may be additional injuries, be ready." when Tsei let go he ran towards the Bunkhouse.

Posted by: Stargazey Dec 4 2005, 09:07 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 4 2005, 08:58 PM)

Isidor cut down as many of the Indoril as he could, his axe running through stomachs, and cutting off heads. Blood spattered onto the walls, and ceilings, and screams filled the bunkhouse.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Dec 4 2005, 09:16 PM

Slashes arrived at the bunkhouse, the battle in full swing. He charged a guard that had just come down the stairs, he looked like a professional dancer with the spear, spinning, weaving, dodging, jabbing, in the complex array of movements he learned in the argonian army. The guard perished quickly. He went up the stairs, another guard saw the blood splattered argonian and as Slashes swung the spear he dropped his sword and fell to his knees, "Don't kill me! Please!" Slashes, being merciful, struck the guard with the butt of his spear, knocking him out. Slashes would have to remembe to tie him up later.

Posted by: syronj Dec 4 2005, 09:40 PM

As the battle on the ground floor of the bunkhouse subsided, Shaka trudged up the stairs. He cast a blue healing light on some gashes along his arms and ribs as he did.

"Caught him alive, Commander? Good. There's been too much blood this night as it is."

As Shaka turned back down the steps, he added to Slashes-With-Claws: "Maybe our luck is starting to run out, sir. But I hope we can still strike a third plantation tonight before stopping. We might be able to rescue at least three-quarters of the slaves before we're done. . . . Hopefully more."

"I'm going to check in with the support team."

Posted by: Xyber02 Dec 4 2005, 11:56 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 4 2005, 08:40 PM)

Anya wiped her face clean, which had some blood splattered on it. "I would have killed him. Less worry."

"We shouldn't stop now. We have the momentum and no iminent threat from reinforcements. I'm not leaving until we have them all. I'll head out to the next plantation, secure the outer guards, get there as soon as you can."

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 12:07 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Dec 5 2005, 12:56 AM)

Shaka nodded. "Good luck, Anya. We'll be there soon; maybe we can hit a fourth plantation after all, depending on how this next one goes."

Killer angel, thought Shaka to himself. Strange, the beings you run across in life and bond with.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Yesterday, 09:00 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 4 2005, 10:40 PM)

As Shaka turned back down the steps, he added to Slashes-With-Claws: "Maybe our luck is starting to run out, sir. But I hope we can still strike a third plantation tonight before stopping. We might be able to rescue at least three-quarters of the slaves before we're done. . . . Hopefully more."

"As long as we control all the guards here, keep the alarm from spreading, we should be able to stike another plantation."

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 11:00 AM

Narsis

Guard Captain Ridalo Sarayn was having a bad day. He had been dealing with a case of the droops for the past week, which despite the ministrations of the local healers refused to go away, leaving him cranky and irratible. His men's morale, already on the low side, was further hurt when he was forced to discipline two of his more unscrupulous guards for drunkenness and theft - and then he himself got an earache listening to the proprieter of the Scrib and Scuttle go on an on about the quality of the guards nowadays, how you'd never see Indoril men stooping to raiding a tavern's sujamma stock in the old days, how there wasn't enough saltrice and marshmerrow to keep up with his customer's needs ever since this blasted war and why wasn't the legendary Indoril Faryon nor the Holy Tribunal (Blessed Be Their Holy Names) driving the stupid outlander usurper from Mournhold so life could get back to normal and an honest mer could see a profit for once in almost a year - after all, he had a family to feed ...

Small wonder my guards tried to drink themselves stupid, Ridalo had thought sourly; listening to this shrew of a barkeep would drive anyone down the Golden Road. At one point during the proprieter's tirade Ridalo had even caught himself fantasizing about swearing allegiance to Helseth if only the black-hearted clipped-eared outlander scum of a King would clap this barkeep in irons and throw him into the deepest dungeons in Mournhold. Too few men to properly carry out his increased duties for too long had taken its toll, both on him and on his men.

And now ... now, a hysterical woman from the Avel Plantation came busting into his office sobbing about how viscous lizards had come, slain all her guards, and run off with her slaves, and how thank the Holy Tribunal (Blessed Be Their Holy Names) that the sneering Argonian who had tied her up hadn't thought to search her room and thus find the scroll of Almsivi Intervention she kept hidden for emergancies just like this ...

Of course, he'd send people out to investigate, he assured the woman; of course, they'd track down the people who stole her slaves and retrieve them. Ridalo wondered where he was going to find the men to search the surrounding countryside for a bunch of escaped slaves when he barely had enough men to guard Narsis itself, but he did not tell the poor woman that; she had suffered an even worse day than he had, after all, and irratible as he was, Ridalo was not without compassion - even if the news had aggrevated his already queasy stomach to no end.

The other plantations were probably at risk too, Ridalo worried. B'Vehk but this was the last thing he needed, raiding parties hitting Narsis's plantations. He had warned his superiors that he lacked the men to properly secure Narsis and the surrounding area, but he had been told that Narsis was deep enough in home territory that the enemy couldn't reach him without alerting Kragenmoor and Tear, and that help would be on its way in time. Well, it was time to see just how fast help could arrive and put that little theory to the test ...

Ridalo called for his second in command, with tesre instructions; parraptons were to fly out to the plantations. Avel Plantation needed to be investigated and the other plantations warned of potential raiders in the area, and to take precautions. Meanwhile, he sent his fastest parrapton to Kragenmoor with a request for additional men.

The raiders were most likely planning on taking the slaves out of Indoril territory via the Thir River, unless they had brought a lot of scrolls of Divine Intervention with them, which seemed unlikely but one never knew. The Imperial Cult had always been sanctimonious about decrying slavery behind closed doors anyway; they just might have gone to the effort to procure the scrolls ... but he could still try to prevent slaves escaping via the river, if the outlanders hadn't thought of that. And blast it all, he'd pay for the strongest potion of cure disease the Temple could offer if it meant getting rid of these droops ...

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 03:07 PM

Ald Raathim

It was different, this time - when last she was pregnant, Sen-Yedda had developed according to her own rules. Loranna hadn't consciously felt any signs of being pregnant up until the sage who told her of her prophecies informed her that she was with child, then in the space of a couple of weeks, she had gone from having a slight bulge in her belly to being heavily pregnant - and then, after her disasterous encounter with her mother, she had steadfastly stayed heavily pregnant until late Morning Star, whereupon Sen-Yedda was taken from her womb. Had that not occured, she'd have been heavily pregnant all the way to Hogithum.

This time, the new life inside her was developing more naturally; gradually Loranna's figure had become heavier, until one could see the bulge, and she could feel the warm glow that came with having a baby inside her even more clearly than before. She also had a recurring backache that had plagued her back with Sen-Yedda, though thankfully this time it was less acute - and in any event, Loranna was more capable of dealing with aches and discomfort now, having experienced them before. She felt lovely, she felt womanly; the pain couldn't compare to that.

She shifted a bit in her chair, trying to focus on the reports in front of her. Thoughts of her baby sitting on her lap, of nursing her newborn, of sitting in the herb garden and playing with her child, kept creeping up on her, making it harder for her to concentrate. She wanted to sit and talk with her friends, but everyone was going in their own directions now - of course, she had just sent many of her friends down south, so she had only herself to blame, but still ...

There had been other changes as well; given her pregnancy she had procured for herself a beautiful midnight blue robe with a potent protective enchantment, swapped her jewelry around, tinkered with the formulas of the potions she used to bolster herself. An ebony staff, engraved with gold and inset with sapphires and strahlim, leaned against her desk; she hadn't used a staff other than in pracitce since the Parade, and it felt comforting to have a stave again.

She caught herself wishing she had gone with the raiding party in Narsis and sighed, shaking her head at herself. Touching her belly, she reminded herself where her priorities lay nowadays. Adventuring could wait, saving the world could wait; her role now was to be a Duchess and a mother-to-be. But she still wondered how her friends were doing.

I just hope they didn't encounter any trouble, she reflected as she took slow, deep breaths, leaning back in her chair for a moment and closing her eyes. So much to do, so little time to do it in ...

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Yesterday, 03:20 PM

Gadave Dres cursed, there were so many of the stinking lizards in Ald Raathim, he would have a heck of a time finding the right one.

Remembering that the one he was looking for was, some how, a commander in the army of the n'wah filled and controlled city he set out for the local barracks. He learned that the argonian was away on assigment and cursed again. He went to a tavern called the Nymph and Noggin for several strong drinks.

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

Commander Slashes-With-Claws was giving out the next orders. "We have done well so far, there are two plantations remaining. The scout team will move on to the next plantation, while the support team will finish with the slaves here. Once the support team is done here, they will meet us at the next plantation, by then we should be ready for them. If that is clear then we shall move out."

Posted by: Xyber02 Yesterday, 04:17 PM

Anya crept towards the next plantation. She counted a few gaurds outside, near the slave shacks, and probably a few more inside. She'd deal with the gaurds outside first.

Anya moved carefully towards the Indoril, making sure to cast chameleon. She was about to snap a guard's neck when she heard voices coming from down the road.

Cursing, Anya hid behind several bushes, looking down the road. She spotted several gaurds heading towards the plantation to reinforce the ones there. Gah! Why can't this be easy?

She waited as the guards arrayed themselves, better covering the slaves. She smiled when one came close to her. Using a dagger with a silence enchantment to prevent a shout, she took aim and threw it at a weak point in his armor. Lightly running towards him, Anya quickly grabbed his chin and the back of his head and twisted sharply.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 04:29 PM

Shaka and the rest of the scout team ran for the third plantation. Behind them, the support team would finish up with healing the slaves and getting them on their feet for the journey. Although the support team would be slowed by having to shepherd the ex-slaves, it couldn't be helped.

This third farm had a different feel to it from the beginning, to Shaka; no more bored guards standing around and bantering; more torchlight and lanterns visible; and the quietest plantation they had yet encountered. The teams had been moving away from Narsis in a roughly southeastern direction, and didn't yet know the plantations were being warned by parrapton riders.

Shaka and some of the scouts crouched in the bushes and conferred on the best approach to this estate, while Anya and a couple of others continued picking off guards.

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 04:46 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 5 2005, 04:29 PM)

Tsei was among the support team, that stayed with the slaves, as they went foward. All of them had been proficintley healed, and were able to walk on their own strength.

Posted by: Slashes-With-Claws Yesterday, 04:53 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Dec 5 2005, 05:29 PM)

Shaka and some of the scouts crouched in the bushes and conferred on the best approach to this estate, while Anya and a couple of others continued picking off guards.

Slashes examined the situation, "The guards have been alerted of our approach somehow. Snipers set up over there, give us two minutes then open fire. The rest of us over there on the other side, when the snipers open fire we wait two minutes then move in, snipers cease fire at that time, we don't want any friendly casualties."

Posted by: stargate525 Yesterday, 05:32 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 4 2005, 07:46 PM)

Tsei noticed the sadness on Slashes' face, and stopping the healing spell she was casting for a moment, she licked his snout, wrapping her arms around him.

Reeds muttered something under his breath as he bandaged a Nord slave a few feet away.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 06:50 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 5 2005, 05:53 PM)

"One thing, Commander: Even if we finish these guards, maybe we should arm the able-bodied among the slaves to help us with the last plantation.

Scythes, pitchforks, grain flails, or guards' weapons. They may have to help fight for their freedom."

Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 06:57 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 5 2005, 05:53 PM)

Reichi grimaced. "Well, its a bad day to be a guard tonight...." he muttered. He glanced over at Shaka at his suggestion. "Slaves tend to be untrained in combat, they may be hurt or worse. Besides, I'm sure we can take a few guards. If push comes to shove...Well, lets just say the Indoril and Redoran will have to deal with some severe tooth and claw wounds when all's said and done." Reichi winked.

Posted by: Xyber02 Yesterday, 07:41 PM

QUOTE(Slashes-With-Claws @ Dec 5 2005, 02:20 PM)

"Might I say sir, strong drinks only bring destruction. Many a good man wasted his life savings and found life empty, simply for the strong drink."

Bob was taking a moment to clean the kitchen, now that the Nymph & Noggin had calmed down. He had entered the bar, cleaning his favorite pot again.

"I have watched afar. You seem to have a great deal of tension for someone. I suggest you let not this stop you, and keep a clear head. A good scrib attacks only when attacked himself."

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 08:41 PM

Shaka had to admit that Reichi was right. Well, what else do you expect of a dunmer who's got at least eighty years on me, he thought wryly. Wisdom.

The scout team began to fight the plantation guards and Narsis reinforcements. It became a building-to-building war, with no quarter asked. The slaves would have to wait until all resistance was stopped.

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Yesterday, 10:11 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 5 2005, 02:46 PM)

Tsei was among the support team, that stayed with the slaves, as they went foward. All of them had been proficintley healed, and were able to walk on their own strength.

Astien picked up his pace to match Tsei's as they led the freed slaves to the next plantation. "Quite a night, is it not?" He smiled. "I hope that these ex-slaves don't receive anymore injuries this night." He said, downing a restore magicka potion.

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 10:23 PM

QUOTE(SpartanShea117 @ Dec 5 2005, 10:11 PM)

Tsei nodded, looking over at the young Breton. "They should be fine now; unless something goes terribly wrong."

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Yesterday, 10:25 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Dec 5 2005, 08:23 PM)

Tsei nodded, looking over at the young Breton. "They should be fine now; unless something goes terribly wrong."

Astien frowned for a second but picked up his usual smile in no time. "I wouuld hope not. I think we have these raids pretty much under control, but hey, knock on wood." He let out a soft, silent laugh of nervousness.