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Posted by: Loranna Jan 20 2006, 11:01 PM

RP Rules:

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:

Loranna's Roleplay, while an open roleplay where everyone is invited to join, is not a limitless or unregulated game. There are rules we have set ourselves that make roleplaying easier and more enjoyable for everyone of us. Please take the time and read the following guidelines carefully and, more importantly, act according to them.

1. Have fun!

2. Fun does not mean you can do whatever you want, though.

Let us please clarify some points. 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:

Affecting other characters:
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.

Major Events:
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.

For the purpose of coordinating this RP, backstage fun and discussing current and future events, we have established a chatroom on chatspike.net, chatroom #Loranna_RP. We strongly recommend that you have a glimpse in there, since it is the easiest and most convenient way to discuss characters and settings, explain rules, plan and give you the background information you need to play in this RP. You can find information on how to join the chatroom ((((//HERE\\)))).

Here are various other rules, tips and information you should take time to read before joining this RP:

1. Background History:

Loranna's RP has accumulated a rich background history. Of course, no-one can know all that has happened in this RP, but it is important that you have at least an idea about the major events that took place during the last one-and-a-half years. There are a few posts of Loranna that explain the history of the RP from her character's viewpoint and a summary of the events in the RP is in progress, you can find them ((((//HERE\\)))). Another summary is available as text file from Nalion, please ask via our chatspike channel or per PM to Nalion for the time being. We are working on a more permanent solution to provide this information.

The chatroom #Loranna_RP on chatspike is probably the best and fastest way to get yourself informed about the RP, just ask the moderators and long-time players there if you need any information. They will gladly help you. It is also very advisable to read up on the most recent posts and threads to become a grasp of what is happening right now in the RP. This will significantly help you in finding a way to join the action and will reduce the probabiliy of mistakes.

2. Reading and catching up on the RP:

We're a dedicated lot of players, and we love this RP. This means we put a lot of effort in our posts, do a lot of planning and discussing to create our plotlines. This requires time and dedication. And we require this of you as well. This means, take your time to read the posts of the other players and take the time to catch up on the plot if it progressed while you were away. This simplifies your rejoin into the action. It is also a sign of respect to the other players. If you don't have the time to read their posts, why should they bother with yours, then?

Again, please let me repeat this, for it is very important. If you are not able or willing to put time and at least reasonable effort in this RP, think again whether you want to join this RP or not.

3. Gathering information

Gather information about the RP, be it asking in chat, by reading older posts and getting up to date on the history or by asking via PM. No-one can know everything, sure, but everyone can ask about what happened. We're glad to assist! Again, this can not be done without some interest in the ongoings in the RP, effort and a good bit of dedication.

4. Roleplaying

Roleplaying doesn't just involve making your character say something (in-character chat). It also has a descriptive element. Motions and emotions of your character, worries, joys, mimics, movements... we want to see them! Describe how your character acts, this gives you a better grasp of your character and will help your fellow players build up a relationship to your character. It's not only action and big fights we have here in this RP, there is a major social aspect to it as well.

5. Posting

Try to take your time to post. Yes, we are aware that there are hectic scenes, like in big combats, where some things move faster, but is it in general a good idea to look over your post again to check it. Yes, we know it sounds stupid and obvious, but please care about spelling, punctuation and grammar. They are not just things you learned in school once to forget afterwards. We are no decryption experts. Those grammar rules have their meaning, and there are tools out there to help you(word spell checker for example). Again, the chat is a perfect way to ask for
time and coordinate with other players if you have problems.

6. Character control / multiple characters

Once more, about controlling characters that belong to other players: You cannot control a character that is not your own (with a few exceptions, like having talked to the player of the character beforehand). This means most of the time the following:

* In combat, you can only try to attack another character, but whether you hit him or how much damage is inflicted is up to the player of the character, and only him/her.

* This applies to healing or helping the character as well; feel free to try and offer help to a character, but let the other player describe the effects of the healing/helping.

* Especially in combat, you have to work closely with the other players, the chatroom is the best and easiest method to discuss these things.

Another thing related to this topic is referring or speaking to other characters whose players are not online. If possible, try to avoid involving characters when their player is not present. It ties down your character while waiting for the other player to come back, and you don't know whether the respective player has other plans when he is back.

Additionally, avoid generating scenes where you involve a character, affect him with an action and finish the action before the player can react (stealing, attacking, casting spells or similar actions). Example: No running up to someone, rob him and run away to safety all in one post. This is a no go.

Controlling multiple characters. We have no written limits on how many characters you may control; the limit is you. In general, it is very advisable that you stick to one character when you are new to RPing. When creating a character, it is VERY important that you consider your character carefully. Again, this has something to do with effort and dedication. It is generally a bad sign if you join up, post a couple of posts and then say you are bored with this character and make a new one. Other players might get annoyed greeting and introducing their characters to a new character when it is obvious that this character will not last long because the player gets bored with the new character. This RP is a social RP as well, and it is very difficult to socialize with a character that is badly played, where you can see by the style of writing that the player is already bored with the character and will throw him away at the next opportunity. RPing is all about characters and your character is your "representative" in this RP, your voice, your arm, your mind. Please take this into account when creating and playing your character.

As a general rule of thumb, use only one character until you feel comfortable with him, can control him, have fun with him and the character is established in the RP. The rest will run automatically after a while when you get more confident and experienced in RPing.

7. Secret plans

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. Examples: Your character suddenly remembers that he has a castles all over Tamriel and calls in troops to help. Or: Your character suddenly reveals he is a spy of the Emperor and knows everything.

8. Ingame consequences of character actions:

Morrowind the game was rather lenient when it came to direct consequences after a character's action. This is not the case in our RP. There are laws and local customs, and there are guards and other authorities that are there to enforce them. So, starting tavern brawls, stealing, murdering, open assault and all other related actions are very likely to be persecuted and punished (this can go up from your character ending up in jail, being banished or to be executed). This doesn't mean that there are no murders or thefts in the RP, but it does mean that if you do that, be aware of the consequences your character will have to deal with.

9. Additional helpful information:

Please make sure that you read the following posts of Allerleirauh ((((//link here\\)))), dealing with some of the above mentioned rules, as well as the hints on character generation done by Loranna ((((//link here\\)))). Please take the above mentioned rules and information into careful consideration, they will help you in joining this RP quickly and are useful to avoid problems. And more importantly: act according to them!

** Not following the above advice will only result in two things: your post is likely to be completely ignored by everyone else as if it did not happen and/or you are asked to leave the RP. This is obviously not good for anyone, so please, discuss major events before doing them and act according to the rules mentioned above. **


Thank you, and have fun!

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:

PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING, ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE NEW!!!

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

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

2:
Any event that would drastically change things that have been done to the world, whether the change is physical (rebuilding destroyed locations), political (converting a population to a new cause), military (killing off all the badguys) or anything else. Almost every situation, good or bad, that exists in the RP was done for some reason. Don't go changing or fixing things without DISCUSSING IT FIRST with the group.

Everyone who is involved in the RP is welcome in the mIRC chat channel #Loranna_RP, on the Chatspike server. If you have a plot idea then you are encouraged to go there and discuss it. If you cannot get on the channel for some reason, or if the player whos character you would affect with your plan is not there, then PM them using this board's PM function. That's what it's there for.

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

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

Not following the above advice will only result in one thing: your post is likely to be completely ignored by everyone as if it did not happen. This is obvously not good for anyone, so please, discuss major events before doing them.

Remember: Secret plans and surprises are seldom fun for anyone else. Before they're revealed they're boring, because nobody knows about them, and afterwards they're just annoying, because nobody knew about them.
Thank you, and have fun!

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IMPORTANT: WE HAVE JUMPED SIX MONTHS INTO THE FUTURE; IT IS NOW SUN'S HEIGHT IN THE RP (i.e., July)

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, pre-attack on Ald Raathim.

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/Shardie/MorrowindMap.jpg are the current borders, post-attack. Note; this map is a work-in-progress.
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Summary for Loranna: Pending when I return,but it will include seeing this ...
[1] 

[4] 

... and being simply amazed[5]  [6]  [7] 

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Jan 20 2006, 11:02 PM

Summary

Kratos, Grandmaster of the Muatramer Order of War, stationed in Molag Mar is troubled recently.

He has endured alot for the sake of Helseth and his war. He has seen death, and life at the same time. His world, the world he had grown to know forever changes in his eyes and he wonders just how long the Temple can truly last.

Ivelaes loyally follows his father and supports him through thick and thin.

Astien Dalomax has been busy at work in the Ald Raathim Mages Guild. His duties leaving him out of the festivities in Firsthold. [8] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 20 2006, 11:05 PM

ooc:

Isidor, male nord, is currently weeping over his sick wife, while she lays sleeping.

Ingmar's standing off to the side, not saying anything.[9] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 20 2006, 11:07 PM

Summary

Gistral and Dana
Gistral, a Redguard warrior and Dana, likewise Redguard and a bard by trade, are staying in Ald Raathim and do their best to rebuild and protect the city. Gistral recently helped build a tent village to shelter the refugees and fought Redoran plunderers.


Nalion
Nalion, a male Breton mage, currently resides in the Honour Guard tavern in Firsthold, where he shares a room with the Altmer noble Ellec. He recently attended a ball in the Royal Library. Leaving the ball early to sneak into the library itself, where, after a run through a maze of books and scrolls which included dodging whole bookshelves, he met with the young Altmeri girl Venevria, the niece of Ria Silmane. In exchange for him letting her escape and try to make for Ald Raathim, she showed him the book about the Old Ways that he had sought.

He returned from the ball shortly afterwards, with a strange expression on his face. [10] 

Posted by: Shardie Jan 20 2006, 11:09 PM

Sigh, it was a rough trip to Firsthold... I finally met Llana, she was in Prison, you see, so good old me had to pay her fine. Counterfiting titles. What is that girl up to? Anyway, shes being kicked out of the country because of it. I sugested she go visit Ald Raatham...

Oh, I ran into Maranda, she was taking this old Dunmer man out for a date. The date was the Princess' Cotillion. She said somthing about that he was preparing to give a big donation to the temple or somthing, and this was to seal the deal. I also got word Drevious is in town. Which is not good for Maranda. White really isnt my colour, so Im going to take a daytrip to the crystal tower. Oh. The missing Faryon also turned up. It seems he was on vacation in Gideon. Why he would go there for a vacation is beyond me... Anyway, I better get going... the tour leaves in five minutes [11] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 20 2006, 11:09 PM

Summary: Shaka, an Argonian battlemage, is astounded with the rest of the delegation to see the scope of preparations for the coming-out party in Firsthold.

This is wartime in Morrowind, he thought to himself. Should I permit myself this much luxury? Yet occasions like this were rare in life.

Shaka decided to return to Ald Raathim and see if Anya were around. He rationalized it as a chance to check on Kethiah's health, which was also true.

He felt the familiar slight nausea as the guild guide transported him to the Mages Guild of home. Still dressed in white and feeling a little self-conscious, Shaka walked quickly to the Nymph and Noggin to see if Anya were around.[12] 

Posted by: Argoniansoulpower Jan 20 2006, 11:23 PM

Summary: Stre-krel, the Argonian Spearman/scout hasjust arrived in Firsthold.

After a close shave at the city of Ald Raathim, Stre-krel searches for mercenary work at the City of Firsthold, and after a embarassing moment at the mages guild he is now set to begin his search. [13] 

Posted by: White Rhino Jan 20 2006, 11:30 PM

Kiseena finally learned Anya's secret, and was a bit confused if not shocked. Anya was nothing like the vampires Kiseena had heard about. The main thing Kiseena was sure about was that Anya was still her friend.

****

Once Anya had left, Kiseena stayed just awhile longer. Paying for her drinks, she left the Nymph and Noggin, and went looking for her own out-of-the-way spot to think. This eventually took her onto the roof of one of the taller buildings still standing in Ald Raathim, watching the night sky. She lay on her back, idly running a clawtip against the edge of one of her throwing knives. [14] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 20 2006, 11:50 PM

[18] 
Anya walked the streets of Ald Raathim. She felt relieved in the night air, rejuvenated, no longer burning in the sunlight. Noticing Kiseena was near, Anya lept onto the roof of a nearby building lightly.

Anya walked next to Kiseena, and sat down quietly. Her eyes glowed brightly in the night, "This is a nice view, kitten."

"So, I managed to get a little bit of information on our dear Archmagister Zadion. He's burning documents, though they might not be about traitorous doings. At the moment, he's in Tel Desori. What I would like you to do is keep an eye on the Mage's Guild. I'm confident you can remain inconspicuous. You don't have to attach yourself like a leech, but just notice when he returns and leaves, and such."

Anya waved her hand in the air, a rather curious act if one didn't know what she was doing. Moments later Lotus floated near. The cliffracer's jaws clacked in greeting. "You have full liberty to do what you think you need to, of course. If I'm not around, call for Lotus, and give him whatever message needed. He'll find me, won't you boy?"

Anya watched Shaka walk through the street below. His white clothes a stark contrast to the drab clothes the natives wore. She tossed a knife, lodging near his feet. She waved and smiled at him, shaking her head at his clothes. [19] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 20 2006, 11:56 PM

[23] 

Shaka tensed for a moment and looked around, then spotted Anya and Kiseena. He relaxed and picked up the knife, then climbed the stairs to the partially-ruined upper floor. Shaka posed dramatically for a moment.

"Hail the desert hero, He Who Goes From Conquest to Conquest, Leaving a Trail of Devastation in His Wake; Shaka to his conquests." He grinned wryly and hugged Anya.

"I missed you in Firsthold, sweetheart, though I have to admit this diplomacy stuff is interesting. . . . Hello, Kiseena," he added, and ruffled the fur on top of her head.

[24] 

Posted by: White Rhino Jan 20 2006, 11:56 PM

[28] 

Kiseena sat up as Anya came by. She smiled faintly at being called that pet-name again, but looked warily at the cliff racer. She was used to trying to stay out of their vision at best.

"How would Kiseena call the cliff racer known as Lotus?" the khajiit asked, watching Anya by the edge of the building. [29] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 12:07 AM

[33] 
"Just yell at him. He'll be nearby, cause he knows what happens if he doesn't listen." Anya said, winking playfully at Lotus, who clacked his beak indignantly.[34] 

[37] 
Anya didn't skip a beat, "The Crimson Damsel, Queen of the Night, Anya greets you, Desert Hero."

"I never was good at diplomacy. The backside of politics, now that is another issue. Morag Tong notwithstanding." [38] 

Posted by: White Rhino Jan 21 2006, 12:13 AM

[42] [43] 

[46] 

Kiseena smirked faintly at Shaka's hair-ruffling, a moment of purring escaping her throat. She gave a nod to Anya at her directions, slipping to her feet.

"Kiseena greets Lotus," the khajiit said, peering down at the cliff racer. She adjusted herself so her back was toward Shaka and Anya, wondering if she could get away with another nip. It had only been a few days, and she was already a bit low on her supplies... [47] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 21 2006, 12:20 AM

Shaka glanced at Lotus. "Hello, boy. Sorry that I don't have an unsuspecting traveller in my pocket for you tonight. Try to dry-gulch some Redorans for us when you get the chance, though."

He turned to Anya, and became serious. "Anya, something happened with Kethiah today; I don't think she lost the baby, but she gave everyone a scare. I should check with her and Isidor to see how they're doing."

"Anyway, I'm still in these robes because I wanted to ask you to go back to Firsthold with me for the princess' coming-out party. I know that sounds ridiculous, but we've already accomplished a lot." He looked at Kiseena, then spoke so that only Anya could really hear. "Morgiah is going to help Helseth, which means helping Ald Raathim."

"Come back with me to the event, and you can fill in Loranna with whatever you're doing these days." He held a hand to the side of her face affectionately.[48] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 21 2006, 12:32 AM

SUMMARIES:

Reeds Saloat; bookseller, shopkeeper, and all-around odd Argonian, is in Firsthold, enjoying the sights. He has heard something about another ball or some such thing later, and normally wouldn't go for things like that, except that Glacia might be there.


Valerius: Lieutenant under Slashes-With-Claws, the Imperial is under his own recognisance, with which he is aiding in the cleanup effort. [49] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 12:35 AM

Lotus screached in apprectiation at Kiseena, his mouth hanging open in a slack-jawed smiled. His nose detected an odd scent, almost sweet. He tilted his head at her curiously. Disregarding it, he flew over and hovered above her shoulder.

Anya held Shaka's hand, "Telera's in town, now. She went galavanting after us when we left for Vvardenfell."

"Um, I wouldn't mind going to tell Loranna what I've seen so far. But all those nobles? Bleck." Anya smiled playfully.

Anya sat down next to Kiseena, appearing ignorant of her love for sweetness. "He likes you, that's a good sign. I think I might be leaivng for a little while. I'll leave you to your devices here, if you don't mind?" Anya leaned over and whispered quietly, "If you find yourself snooping about, and see something shiny that catches your fancy, I think it's only fair to make do on payment. I'm sure you know when to use disgretion." Anya winked at Kiseena. [50] 

Posted by: White Rhino Jan 21 2006, 12:39 AM

[54] 

Kiseena smirked, idly running the fur of her knuckles along the cliff racer's chin. "Kiseena is glad that Kiseena need not hide from this cliff-racer," she murred. "Kiseena hopes friend Anya enjoys Anya's night. Perhaps Kiseena will find something for Kiseena's wood-elf friend while Kiseena is curious tonight." [55] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 12:39 AM

Telera spent her time getting used to moving and reacting with boosted abilities in order to put herself on a level to spar with Anya, getting used to the speeds she could reach and adjusting the strength she put into her movements so she wouldn’t put bone-breaking force behind a punch in a friendly match or throw herself off balance. Once she felt comfortable fighting with the ability boosts, she increased their magnitude while making liberal use of potions to keep herself refreshed. She made a bit too much use of the potions and fortifications and it was several hours of steadily increasing enhancements to her natural abilities later that she realized any time had passed at all.

As she headed back to Ald Raathim she was frustrated with how slowly she was moving. Surely she had been moving faster than this before? It seemed so sluggish, even sprinting felt like slow motion, trying to run through a wall of mud. Muttering to herself, she cast some fortifying spells to bring things back up to speed. Not as fast as she’d have liked, but passable. She would have to look into getting something more permanent to keep things moving at this level.

Still moving at a much faster speed than usual, Telera saw Shaka, Kiseena and Anya as she ran through town and noted the titles exchange as well as the arrival of Lotus. After a moment’s thought she walked over to them she greeted them with perfect solemnity, “Greetings, I am Telera, the Silver Cloud and Molten Dagger.” [56] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 21 2006, 12:46 AM

[60] 

"Tel!" Shaka squeezed Anya's hand, then grabbed Telera in a tight hug. "Kid, I worried that the rebels got you. Thank the Nine and Three that I have my wives, er, loves together."

He kept her in a clinch, then reluctantly released the blue-eyed dunmer. "I'd better get back to Firsthold. Who's going along? Anya, if you can't stomach the Altmer nobility I can still pass along anything to Loranna that you'd like me to." [61] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 12:51 AM

[65] 
Anya giggled, "Oh don't worry about me for now, I've had my share of Zadion's splendor. Just watch out when Lotus' mouth starts to glow, he has a nasty habit of not aiming well when he casts Fireball.""[66] 

[69] 
Anya cocked her head curiously when she said 'Molten Dagger', but smiled quickly, "I see you've managed to get start training again already."[70] 

[73] 
Anya frowned, "I really shouldn't go. Just tell her that the Archmagister is burning papers, and I've got a few snippets that the fire didn't catch." [74] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 12:54 AM

[78] 
“Always jumping the gun,” Telera said with a pleased laugh.[79] 

[82] 
“I’ll be staying in Ald Raathim too, Shaka,” Telera said. “I have some … things to work out right now.” [83] 

Posted by: White Rhino Jan 21 2006, 12:56 AM

[87] [88] 

[91] 

Kiseena gently waved to Telara when she arrived. She wasn't sure about this new friend, but had a more open mind than she used to. Though she does perk up considerably when she hears that Anya was going to stay.

"Do not worry, Shaka," Kiseena said with a kitten grin. "Kiseena will keep an eye on Anya for you." [92] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 21 2006, 01:03 AM

[96] 

"Good," he said at last. "I know you will, Kiseena. We all have a lot of work ahead of us. We've even found a murder mystery in Firsthold, tell you about it afterward."

"Telera, walk with me for a second please."

Shaka noticed as his arm was around her shoulders that the dunmer was fairly vibrating with power. Potion-stacking, he guessed.

"Tel, I know it's a shock, what happened to Anya. It threw me for a loop too, and I'm still adjusting to it. But a few things . . . . She's still Anya, still has her soul. She's a shapeshifter, not one of the typical Vvardenfell ghouls. And it wasn't her fault, there's a whole coven of these shapeshifters as far as we know."

"Please give her a chance. Take care of each other. . . . I'd better get going, beautiful."
[97] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 01:21 AM

‘She has a soul, meaning the tortures of this curse will be all the more exquisite until she is released,’ the dagger added to Shaka’s advice in a surprisingly reasonable tone that it promptly ruined with the further addition of, ‘No matter how much I was to enjoy the process it would not compare.’

After saying goodbye to Shaka, she returned to Anya and Kiseena, “We’ll have to improve Lotus’s aim too, if it's that bad, won't we? So, any idea why Zadion was burning papers?” [98] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 01:28 AM

[102] 
Anya shrugged, "Something about a complaint and a drawing of a castle, not one I recognized." [103] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 01:49 AM

[107] 
“Eh, castles are only interesting when you’re in one or trying to get into it. Feeling up to a quick spar, Anya? Er, actually, random thought, do you sleep anymore?” Telera asked Anya, then she added, “Since you became a vampire, I mean.”

“You gave me an odd look when I walked up,” She continued in a mock-serious tone, “Didn’t you like my titles? I’m quite sure they fit.” [108] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 01:52 AM

[112] 
Anya looked both curious and worried, studying Telera, "No... I don't sleep. I'm ready to go anytime."

"I bet you're sure why they fit, but I have no idea, which is why I was confused." [113] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 02:01 AM

[117] 
“For the first one, I would hope it could be puzzled out,” Telera said, letting a single dagger slip out and keeping it in orbit briefly, “And for the second, catch me when I’m in a killing mood and my armament will make it plain as day.”

She gave a nervous chuckle at day, “Oh sorry, your condition just slipped my mind. Plain as the nose on your fa – no you do shape-shifting too. Er, it will make it clear.”

She cleared her throat and continued, “Anyway, let’s have a go at it then, and let Kiseena get to her business tonight. Know a good places for a match nearby?” [118] 

Posted by: White Rhino Jan 21 2006, 02:02 AM

[122] 

Kiseena glanced over at the two, a bit concerned. She wasn't sure she wanted to see Anya sparring with someone, but Anya and Shaka both trust Telara.

She looked up at the cliff-racer floating by her with a faint mrrf. [123] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 02:14 AM

[127] 
Anya shook her head, muttering, "What is going through your pretty head?"

Anya looked at Kiseena, seeing her take on this, "Keep Lotus company, would you?" She looked at Telera, shrugging, "Why not here? You're agile enough, and like to use jump and levitate. I'm agile enough, and like to use jump and levitate. Rooftops seem fine to me." [128] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 02:25 AM

[132] 
“Air and ash,” Telera asserted.[133] 

[136] 
“Buildings break,” Telera answered. “Though I guess I could try to avoid that. Wait, aren’t there people in some of these buildings, though?”

‘Collateral damage,’ the dagger stated.

‘In sparring?’ Telera thought.[137] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 02:30 AM

[141] 
Anya shook her head, "Eh, let's use the arena. It wasn't completely ransacked, and the floor is useable. Meet you there."

Moments later, Anya stood in the arena floor, though few were there. Those that were seemed to just looking for a place to relax.

She grabbed her spear, claws already extended, waiting to square off against Telera. [142] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 02:55 AM

[146] 
“Ready when you are Anya,” Telera said as she was encapsulated momentarily in the blue-white glow of fortification spells. She was wielding a dull iron dagger and a stahlrim one, though they were not her only weapons for this fight. Telera walked towards Anya and stopped a few meters away to beckon for her to make the first move.

As she walked she had left a trail of silver daggers behind her. [147] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 03:12 AM

[151] 
Anya twirled her spear slowly, shaking her head at Telera, confidently.

Quickly, Anya lunged at Telera, her spear moving in a blurred series of feints and thrusts. She didn't attack right up, but waited for an opening. Her supernatural boosts made her unnaturally fast, and stronger than most, but Telera's potions were able to keep her on an even footing.

After a while, Anya one-handed her spear, swiping at Telera's right side, then taking her clawed hand and punching to her left abdomen. [152] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 03:39 AM

[156] 
Telera willingly gave ground, meeting Anya’s thrusts enough to turn them away but making little effort to reverse the momentum as she dodged backwards, away from the probing spear tip and slashing claws until they reached roughly the halfway point in the arena.

When they reached that point a dagger exploded from the ground at her feet to fly at Anya and another came up on the opposite side of Anya to stab at her midsection. Telera herself attacked with a high slash at Anya with the iron dagger while the stahlrim dagger went to meet the slashing claws. The hole this opened in Telera’s defenses was filled almost instantly by a flying silver dagger. [157] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 03:57 AM

[161] 
Anya grunted as the closest daggers slashed her. Anya immediately jumped in the air, aided with magic, causing the rest to miss. She threw her spear as a lance to keep Telera busy. She cast invisible as she hit the ground. She began alternating throwing bloom enchanted daggers and casting invisible to keep Telera guessing where she was. Eventually, she made her way back to her spear, equipping it and charging. [162] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 05:02 AM

[166] 
Telera dove to avoid the spear and she managed it for the most part, but it grazed her trailing leg, laying open her calf. Telera grimaced as she forced back an exclamation in pain and pulled herself up onto her other leg, so much for running around until openings presented themselves. She sent groups of daggers spread shot around where Anya went invisible tracking as best she could the bloom daggers that headed her way, deflecting most of them with her own daggers as they moved through the air but forced into a clumsy dodge, flinging herself to the ground to avoid a few which came on through unimpeded.

As Anya picked up her spear to charge Telera felt the fortification spells start to slip away, the weaker endurance boost being the first to go with the increased strength beginning to fade next. Realizing her time now was limited she called the closest daggers she could into the space between herself and Anya to hold the distance between them at least until more daggers could be gathered.

“Anya, looks like my time’s almost up for this battle, or at least my ability to keep up at close range,” Telera called through the daggers congealing in front of her, pouring many more daggers into forming this barricade than she could ever manage in directed attacks. “And I don’t really want this to go to near death, how about you?” [167] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 05:10 AM

[171] 
Anya skidded to a halt, frowing in fustration, "And we used to have so much fun fighting each other too."

She batted away the healers that came to attend to her dagger slashes, not wanting them near her. Instead, she sent them Telera's way. "It was a good fight though. I've always had trouble keeping the myriad of daggers you have flitting about away." [172] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 05:21 AM

[176] 
“Well that was before you went and caught a disease that increases your power beyond what a pesky mortal coil achieves,” Telera said sarcastically, “We were pretty even before. Now, well, now I’ve got to boost my magicka through the roof in order to cast come pre-battle spells to even keep it close…

“Gah, I’m sorry this isn’t you fault. not at all. It’s just, not really what I had expected to find when I caught up with you,” Telera said shaking herself. “Did Shaka’s yurt and garden make it through the battle? The river is still there at the least I hope.” [177] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 05:30 AM

[181] 
Anya was becoming increasingly irrated with the sarcasm, muttering darkly, "Try being the one waking up dead one morning. And I'm not that strong, you pesky mortals kill my kind more often then you'd think."

"I don't know if the yurt is there or no, I haven't seen it since the wedding. It should be though, it wasn't in the way of the army's path. I'm going to step outside for some night air. I find I enjoy the night all the more recently. You can join me if you wish." Anya stepped outside, and found a spot where she could study the night sky undisturbed by those in the streets. [182] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 05:43 AM

[186] 
Telera stood there dumbly for a second before realizing exactly what she had said, acting as though the curse wasn’t affecting Anya at all. She smacked her forehead into the wall repeatedly berating herself for her lack of thought, “You stupid, arrogant, self-righteous, egotistical, greedy little excuse for a [censored].”

She hurried after Anya to make amends if she could, but slowed nervously as she approached Anya, “Umm, Anya, that was, I mean, I shouldn’t have, that was incredibly bone-headed on my part, what I mean to say is, I can’t be sorry enough, there’s no way I can know how this is effecting you and that whole thing was just, I mean, can you forgive me?”[187] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 06:00 AM

[191] 
Anya looked up, her mouth still pursed, "It's fine."

Anya grabbed Telera's arm, pulling her closer, and squeezing her in a tight embrace. Her scent was unique, as she found to be true with all her friends. She felt her fangs sprout in anticipation. She briefly regretted coming so close to her precious neck, but the thought was swiftly batted away. Impulsively, she kissed Telera's neck, but refrained from even nicking it with her teeth.

"I can't stay mad at you. Of course I forgive you." [192] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 06:24 AM

[196] 
“Thank you,” Telera murmured as she pressed herself against Anya. She felt secure, safe in Anya’s embrace, even with the spectre of vampirism looming. “If you don’t mind my asking, how do you manage during the day? Healing potions and items? Or just stay out of the sunlight?” [197] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 06:29 AM

[201] 
Anya kissed Telera again. "Slyvos enchanted my armor with a health restorative, and I have bracers I wear when I don't want armor, like today. I don't like the sunlight, though. The enchantments just heal the damage, they don't make it hurt any less. And it hurts worse than silver's bite."

Anya took Telera's hand, "Let me show you my new home, we can enjoy ourselves more there, in private." [202] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 21 2006, 08:41 AM

Firsthold

Shaka stepped off the guild guide platform, still smiling at having found Telera alive. Coupled with Morgiah's pledge of help to her brother, it made Shaka feel less pessimistic about the future. Daruhn might continue to have a fighting chance against the rebel Houses.

He walked to the palace, and found he still had time before Princess Rinalla's cotillion. The small-tribe, Argonian part of Shaka had never gotten used to the ability to leap across the continent of Tamriel in an instant, being more attuned to the rhythms of a life spent on foot and in the water.

The Mages Guild, he reflected to himself. We take it for granted, and they proclaim their neutrality, their even-handedness despite turbulent times like this civil war. But they still can end up in trouble up to their necks, he thought, as when Elysana shut them down when ghosts were unquiet.

Shaka felt guilty for not checking in with Kethiah and Isidor after all, but hoped to as soon as this diplomatic mission ended. He still was concerned over the death of Aedrin, and what it might mean. Shaka knew better than to think it was a random act of madness. [203] 

Posted by: vaanic~one Jan 21 2006, 10:21 AM

Vaan's Summary: Firsthold.

Vaan had been quiet throughout the proceedings of the meeting with Morgiah. He had decided not to speak during the meeting, lest he say something that would hurt any efforts.

He had travelled about the city of Firsthold, buying many trinkets and souvenirs with his gold, among them, several bottles of Ebonille. He was looking forward to the Cotillion, even hoping to meet the lady he danced with last time, he liked her.

Vaan frowned as he remembered his plans for the Muatramer, and how he was delaying them by being here. He felt frustrated about that, especially since the reform was so badly needed.

At least Helseth now had the support of his sister, that was a bonus. He made a mental note to inform Kratos of this advancement.

"sigh" [204] 

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 21 2006, 10:50 AM

Summary for Erenius:

Things had gone well. The diplomatic meeting with Morgiah hadnt tanked as he had thought it might. But, then again, it didnt exactly go exactly as he had hoped. Erenius still has his reservations regarding the Queen and the situation, but is stilling them for later, when they leave Firsthold and are clear of whatever listeners Morgiah has throughout the city. [205] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 21 2006, 01:09 PM

After checking with the priest, Isidor brought Kethiah back to their room in the Nymph and Noggin. When he went to talk to Ingmar, his brother was not in the bar. Shrugging it off, Isidor went back to the room.

Ingmar was wandering around Ald Raathim, silently thinking. [206] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 21 2006, 03:14 PM

Shaka had a few hours to kill, so he wandered through Firsthold. The bazaar was as fascinating and novel as the rest of the city had proven thus far. After a while, Shaka could be seen carrying a couple of packages back to their tavern. [207] 

Posted by: Arynel Jan 21 2006, 05:25 PM

It had been a troubling time for Ald Raathim, a troubling time for Morrowind. That was to be expected, as it was a troubling time most anywhere for those who knew what signs to look out for.

Ald Raathim had survived, but the war was still raging. Vvardenfell was nearly under the control of the Redoran and Indoril factions. A new temple had arisen and gained popularity, and though the three Tribunes had vanished since the battle for Ald Raathim, it still exercised great power.

Despite all this, or perhaps because of it, Arynel found himself seated in a near isolated corner of the Nymph and Noggin.[208] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 21 2006, 05:38 PM

[212] 
Isidor came downstairs, his eyes still somewhat puffy, and looked around. Seeing Arynel, he waved to the Breton.

"Hail friend," he said, walking over and taking a seat, "How does the path greet you?" [213] 

Posted by: Arynel Jan 21 2006, 05:40 PM

[217] 

“My feet still find me,” Arynel replied, looking up towards Isidor.

“You look tired,” the Breton said, “how have you slept?”[218] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 21 2006, 05:41 PM

[222] 
Isidor smiled, slightly.

"Not well, Kethiah was sick last night ... I stayed awake, to make sure she was all right." [223] 

Posted by: Arynel Jan 21 2006, 05:44 PM

[227] 

"She should rest," Arynel replied, "the Nymph must take time and energy to manage, and her other duties do not help."

"Perhaps you could take over for a time?" The Breton suggested. [228] 

Posted by: vaanic~one Jan 21 2006, 07:19 PM

A Figure in a white hooded robe walked into the Nymph. Noticing Arynel, the being walked over to him, and made itself known:

"Arynel? We have business, you and I." [229] 

Posted by: Arynel Jan 21 2006, 07:20 PM

[233] 

"Do we?" Arynel responded, "I did not recall, though I'm afraid I do not have enough money to buy what you're selling." [234] 

Posted by: vaanic~one Jan 21 2006, 07:27 PM

[238] 

The figure pulled back their Hood, revealing it to be Vaan, Lord Grandmaster of the Muatramer Order of Protection.

"Yes, we do."

"I'll cut to the chase, you don't like the Muatramer, neither does Solin. I am attempting to reform the order in appease you. For clearly, if we are in your dis-favour, then we are doing something wrong, somehow."

"And so, I suppose it requires your input, simply"

Vaan shoved his hand into his robe, fumbling around for something. [239] 

Posted by: Arynel Jan 21 2006, 07:30 PM

[243] 

"I have cut my ties with the Muatramer," Arynel said, "what you do with them is not my concern." [244] 

Posted by: vaanic~one Jan 21 2006, 07:34 PM

[248] 

Vaan eventually found what he was looking for, and pulled out a small vial of black liquid.

When Arynel answered his eyebrows rose, and his features darkened.

"Oh? A neutral third party told me that you ordered my men to go out and die for honour at the Battle for Ald Raathim. And the order of Intelligence was happy to report that you gave your support for the men in Molag Mar. I don't understand, how is that "cut ties"?" [249] 

Posted by: Arynel Jan 21 2006, 07:36 PM

[253] 

Arynel looked Vaan for a few moments before answering.

"I did not tell them to die, I told them not to fear death," the Breton said, "I am no longer a member of the temple, and no longer connected to the Muatramer." [254] 

Posted by: Shardie Jan 21 2006, 08:56 PM

She was one of the first guests to arrive. Her outfit was once more white velvet, but a much different cut than it was previously. The guests started to stream into the room, as Maranda picked up idle conversations with them. She sat at the Thousand Monkey Islands, and nursed a fruit punch, her eyes on the door waiting for her date... or someone else she knew. The band started up with an Aldmeri Lullaby [255] 

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 21 2006, 09:02 PM

It was getting late, but it wasnt quite dusk yet, and Erenius is walking through the higher end merchant's quarter of the city. As he leaves one of the stores, in what was once part of a so called "Altmer-Only" area of the city, he reviews his purchases, several pairs of pants, some shoes, a few rings, three vests, and two shirts. He hoped that these new items would last however long he would be in the city for.

He checks the coin purse dangling on his belt.

'Only twenty left,' Erenius thinks, realizing that he just spent short of fifteen-hundred on his new clothing and items for the ball, whenever it was they would finally get going. From there, he heads back to the tavern to catch on a few drinks and grab a bite to eat. [256] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 09:10 PM

[260] 
“I’d love to, Anya,” Telera said, adding silently to herself, ‘I suppose I’ll be adapting to a more nocturnal schedule myself now. Also, need to get a new armament for sparring, silver hurts Anya more than necessary.’

‘Figures you’d put me in the wrong material moron.’ [261] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 09:17 PM

[265] 
Part way to the mine Anya claimed as home, she paused, "Oh, yes, I almost forgot."

"Um, when we get there, you'll find a few guests already there. They were a 'gift' from my mater. No matter what I do, I can't seem to overcome the Charm magic she used on them either, so they won't leave." [266] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 21 2006, 09:19 PM

Shaka stood on a small island with a drink in his claw, and looked over at lost Yokuda.

So my people came from there, he mused. My real people, that is. I wonder if it was lush compared to the deserts that the Ra'Gada are now more familiar with.

Shaka wanted to tell Loranna of Anya's finds, but there seemed no rush.[267] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 09:22 PM

[271] 
“Gifts? That won’t leave? From your…what’s a ‘mater?’ And why would there be charm magic on gifts to you?” Telera said, confused. [272] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 09:26 PM

[276] 
Anya sighed and pursed her lips in fustration, "A 'mater' is what my clan calls the woman that turns you. She is so convoluted that she still believes I'll follow her will. She sent me three argonian brothers as cattle, and her Charm magic is too powerful for me to break right now." [277] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 21 2006, 09:30 PM

Loranna's Journal

So it turned out that Morgiah did not need to be pursuaded to help her brother after all - she had, in fact, offered to do so from the very beginning. What I had thought to be a delicate mission of diplomacy has proven to be something else - though perhaps no less delicate.

Erenius keeps muttering about Morgiah's motives, and I admit, I doubt it is just filial loyalty that motivates her, if it factors in at all ... but as Shaka mentioned, we are desperate, and if Morgiah speaks truly that she offered aid to Helseth months ago, then likely he is already aware of what pitfalls may lie in store for accepting her aid. In any event, my mind is not worried so much about Morgiah's potential treachery in sending this armada as it is on other things ...

Who was it that sent the ship that Morgiah was watching? Who was it that silenced the birds when the Prince and I exchanged tear-laden words? Who killed the Prince, and for what reason? I have ideas but no solid answers for any of these questions, and my mind won't let go of the questions; they dance around in my head, like a bellicose ball.

On top of all that, there is Kethiah ... my dear, I pray for you, and by praying for you, pray for myself. For we both have been pushing ourselves and I am only a couple months behind you; even as I berate myself for not letting myself realize how much stress you were suffering, I feel a chill down my spine that I might be collapsing soon too - and who knows if I, or worse, my baby, will be as lucky as you and yours were ...

No one saw me, but I was by your side for a few moments, Kethiah; you were sleeping and could not see me, but I prayed for you. And I asked Jazbet's spirit to keep an eye on you, for he is always close by when those he loves need help. I like to think he's with all of Ald Raathim right now, but I asked him to watch over you especially. I'm selfish like that.

===

With Kethiah out of action for a while, there is much that needs doing; she ran so many things for me that I feel somewhat lost without her around. Still, I knew she would need to take time off eventually, so we're not wholly unprepared; I've spoken with Kallen and with a few other people, and Nine willing neither our export/import flow nor our intelligence network will be more than mildly disrupted. I feel somewhat dirty, worrying about these matters while Kethiah lies sick in bed, but it needs to be done ...

In the meantime, I think I will make the Princess's ball tonight be my last major excursion for a while. The Queen expects me and there are people attending that I should talk to, for Ald Raathim's sake, but after that ... maybe it's time I stopped being the Dibellan Adventuring Duchess and just worried about being Loranna, Expectant Mother. Even with my potions fortifying me, I shoulddn't keep pushing myself so much ...

... Right; and next week I'll probably find myself in Cyrodiil, seeing Harmann again to keep in touch with him, and petitioning the House for financial aid for my city. And after that, High Rock ...

... Maybe I should work on becoming a goddess someday, if only to keep up with myself. [278] 

Posted by: Teleran Jan 21 2006, 09:33 PM

[282] 
“You have cattle!” Telera exclaimed in consternation. “Er, yeah, you said they wouldn’t leave, so it isn’t really something you can do anything about, but it’s still rather, well, alarming. Do you still have contact with this vampire, your mater?” [283] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 21 2006, 09:41 PM

[287] 
Anya winced, and muttered to herself, "Why does everyone do that?"

She unlocked the door to the mine, waving away the three brothers. "Aside from those three, I haven't heard a word from her."

She lead Telera past them, prefering to not dwell on their dull-eyed naturel. She entered the main room, and lightly pushed Telera on the bed. Now I remember why I kept the bed. [288] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 21 2006, 09:46 PM

[292] 

Firsthold

Loranna had been amazed when she saw the construction going on for the Cotillion Ball, and seen the world being crafted in miniature in the Royal Palace. She had murmured to Slyvos "I'm going to be having flashbacks to my giantess dreams all night, only this time from the wrong perspective ... oooh, is that Kamal they're working on over there? And I wonder what they're using for the snow ..."

Then, she had gone off, citing matters that she had to attend to and promising she would be back as soon as she could. Alas, she would still be wearing the same dress she had the night before, but it was a good dress and it still convincingly imitated the swirling snows embracing her, which was the look she had wanted for the Cotillion Ball; next time, perhaps, she'd play with different outfits for different nights, but she wasn't planning on staying in Firsthold overlong after tonight anyway - just long enough to make some new contacts and put her mind to rest on a few questions.

Her business back home took up more time than she had planned, but Loranna managed to show up close to the opening, her husband Slyvos on one arm and her silver staff held in the other. Seeing the completed ballroom, she gazed in wonder, her concerns temporarily banished.

" ... It's incredible," she says to Slyvos, looking around as they enter and are announced. [293] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 21 2006, 10:15 PM

[297] 

Shaka walked over. "Pretty mind-boggling, Your Grace. For a rational people, the Altmer don't do things halfway. Though Morgiah is dunmer, of course. . . . I have news from Anya, if you think I can speak freely."[298] 

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Jan 21 2006, 10:19 PM

[302] 

Slyvos had gone around with Loranna for most of the day, as he wasn't keen on leaving her side after what happened to Kethiah. Paranoia, one of Slyvos' old bedfellows come to haunt him once again. What's next, him locking himself away in his study and not coming out for days... oh wait, he still did that at times.

His mouth was hanging a gape at the sight of the ballroom, for never had he seen such things built by the hands of mortals. Considering he was one now, he had a renewed respect for his mortality. "amazing indeed... I'm just glad I'm able to appreciate it now..."

He looked to Loranna, smileing warmly. "I wonder... what things would have been like if I hadn't done what I'd done... I'd probably be miserable."

When shaka spoke, Sly looked around, waiting for Loranna to say something, seeing as he wasn't very good a judge of when it was the right time to speak of things that would disturb others... [303] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 21 2006, 10:28 PM

[307] 

Loranna raises her eyebrows at Shaka's news.[308] 

[311] 

"Who can say, dear, what would be if we'd one things differently; that road is golden," she says to Slyvos, squeezing his hand whilebeckoning for Shaka to follow them out to a quiet little island floating off the coast of Hammerfell.

"What is it?" Loranna asks Shaka quietly.[312] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 21 2006, 10:34 PM

[316] 

Shaka recounted what Anya had discovered in Zadion's fireplace. "I don't want to jump to conclusions as to what it means. I just thought you'd like to know about the fragments, including the castle map. Anya will continue to watch him, and has enlisted Kiseena's help."

"Telera has returned safely from Vvardenfell, and I think she may gradually accept Anya's . . . condition. I'm ashamed to say in all the rush I haven't visited Kethiah yet, but will as soon as we return."[317] 

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 21 2006, 10:34 PM

Erenius enters via the main entrance, alone, having been a bit late in getting ready for the ball. Erenius again takes the role of a guard, a silver pair of pants with white a lone white stripe down each leg. His shoes were white as well. the shirt was the same white, almost grey color as the vest he wore to the Prince's funeral, albeit with a very thin, gold line coing down from the shoulder to the cuff. Again, also, he wore his ceremonial breastplate and golden sash, white leather scabbard concealing the black as night ebony blade it held.

He stood to their rear and to the left, about three meters behind and a half to the left of Loranna. He would need to speak to her about their unfinished conversation from earlier that day. [318] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 21 2006, 10:40 PM

Reeds arrived at the ball, wearing a white tunic with dark green accents around the edges, a pair of matching pants, and the same white cloak from the Library. Wondering slightly why he had spent so much on new clothing, and slightly depressed from exactly how expensive the clothing actually was, he moved over to High Rock to get a drink. [319] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 21 2006, 10:43 PM

[323] 

"Telera's back?" Loranna asks, looking pleased. "I was getting worried about her; where did she go off to?"

Seeing Erenius, Loranna nods to him, inicating she will be with him shortly.[324] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 21 2006, 10:48 PM

Firsthold, the Royal Palace

Nalion entered the ballroom, again clad in his white vest, shirt and trousers, the silver lined white cloak flowing down from his shoulders. The colour made his already light-coloured Breton skin look more pale, so that the mage's brown hair seemed to be the only spot of colour on him. The mage carried a wondering expression on his face, the amazement at the sight of the ballroom and it's inspiring decoration. However, in his eyes, there was an additional hue, that of a mixture of questions unanswered and disappointment.

Loranna was easy to spot, even in a ballroom this large. Erenius stood nearby, looking to Nalion like he would draw his sword on the slightest threat against Loranna. Shaka was present as well, speaking to Loranna.

The mage took a series of bridges from the entrance, then a boat to reach Loranna. Nalion smiled at those present.
"This, will be interesting." [325] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 21 2006, 10:54 PM

[329] 

Shaka had to smile as he thought of the impulsive Dunmer. "When we travelled to Vvardenfell to look for . . . a certain noble, Telera went kiting off after us almost a week later. She never caught up, but at least she managed to miss the battle for Ald Raathim. Telera's well, and trying to match Anya using alchemy. You can imagine how relieved I am as well, that she's safe."

The battlemage paused. "Loranna, Anya's changes have reminded me that maybe I should pick up again on changes of my own. Still waiting to hear from the House of Dibella in Cyrodiil. But you've enough on your plate these days. I hope Your Grace will take care of herself in the weeks ahead." [330] 

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Jan 21 2006, 11:00 PM

Slyvos glanced towards Loranna, giving her a 'you better' look that he normally reserves for when people promise not to do something stupid. "don't worry, if she doesn't take care of herself, I'll take care of her for her." He said with a serious tone to his voice, knowing well that Loranna could hear every word of it.

He lightens up a bit as Nalion approaches, giving a small smile now to his fellow mage. "I couldn't agree more, Nalion. The altmer have outdone themselves for once..." [331] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 21 2006, 11:04 PM

[335] 

"I might just hold you to that love ..." Loranna mutters, giving Slyvos a look back that implies that she just might decide to give him some of her noble responsibilities ...

"Same old Telera ..." Loranna says, shaking her head. "Hello Nalion; yes, this does promise to be an interesting night. We've a lot to catch up on ..."

Turning to Erenius, she asks "Did you want me privately, dear, or wouldyou like to join our merry little desert island group here? I'm wishing I'd chosen to talk up in Skyrim instead, though the beaches here are lovely."[336] 

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 21 2006, 11:06 PM

"In private, however, the Khajiit you trust can come if he wishes," Erenius says, gesturing towards Slyvos. [337] 

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Jan 21 2006, 11:13 PM

[341] 

Slyvos just gave Erenius a grim look, holding up his hand with his palm faceing towards him. "I believe the phrase you're looking for is "her husband" old friend. Oh, right, you have no idea who I am anymore do you?" He just shook his head, not surprised that the man couldn't figure it out by now... [342] 

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 21 2006, 11:15 PM

Erenius looks at Slyvos, puzzled.

"I'm sorry, but how would I know you?" Erenius asks, cold and slightly confused. "I know of only a few Khajiit, and I'm certain your not one of them." [343] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 21 2006, 11:18 PM

[347] 

"There was a lot that happened at the end of the Blue Dawn you weren't privy to, Erenius," Loranna explains. "This is Dagoth, now going by his mortal name, Slyvos. My second husband."

Loranna has a patient look on her face, though her expression is somewhat dark overall.[348] 

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Jan 21 2006, 11:22 PM

"well, Loranna just saved me the trouble. And yes, what she just said was entirely true, I am... okay was, Dagoth." He said the word Dagoth softly, not wanting to draw too much attention to his former title. "so you see, I think insulting me is not exactly polite to do to an old friend..." [349] 

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 21 2006, 11:27 PM

Erenius merely nods, suprised that Dagoth chose to become mortal, and taking the body of a Khajiit of all beings.

"I see. Well, it seems we all have our secrets then," Erenius replies. "I apologize, friend, I had no way of knowing."

Erenius then pauses a moment before speaking again.

"If I may return to our unfinished conversation from this afternoon, as we were leaving the funeral. The one about my loyalty; its just that, it may seem strange to you, but that very devotion and fanaticism the followers during the Dawn showed towards Azura when she was inside you...it infected me too...but instead of the blind devotion to the Prince of Dawn and Dusk, it was you who I found myself swearing the oath of loyalty to, and not the thing inside you that all the others worshipped out of both fear and awe," Erenius says, feeling almost as if a burden came from his shoulders as he looks at Loranna, then to Slyvos.

"When Azura left you at the Temple all that time ago, it seems I was amongst those who were changed. My loyalty, which I pledged while we were still in Skyrim, was until the end of the journey. That journey ended in Vivec, or at least it was supposed to. Now, I am essentially a slave to your commands, here until your destiny in its entirety is fulfilled, and I am released from this," Erenius concludes solemnly. "I know it may not be the right time, but it seemed now would be better than waiting for a second, more appropriate chance that may never be." [350] 

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Jan 21 2006, 11:38 PM

Slyvos gave Erenius a strange look, knowing what he meant for once, but not the motives behind it all... of course, this was slyvos we're talking about, he usually looks either too deep into things, or not deep enough. "why do you assume that you still have any reason to be loyal now?" [351] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 21 2006, 11:40 PM

[355] 

Loranna stares at Erenius for a long moment, then shakes her head.

"Erenius, if I said I wanted to eat your soul," she says suddenly, an odd expression on her face, "would you agree to it out of loyalty?" [356] 

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 21 2006, 11:43 PM

"I, personally, would not wish it," Erenius says, replying to Loranna. "But if it were asked, I would allow you to do so."

He then speaks to Slyvos: "I never said there was reason to still be loyal, simply that I am." [357] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 21 2006, 11:51 PM

[361] 
Nalion had wandered across the replica of Nirn that was being build, and it seemed to him like creation reenacted, the bits and pieces being placed exactly so that they would perfectly fit together, sealing the seams so that no water would seep in or no one got stuck. Nalio ncould not help but smile at that thought.
Thus, he wandered near Loranna, Slyvos and Erenius and overheard the Imperial's last sentence. His smile vanished instantly.
"Are you one who so lightly gives up one of the most precious things that you have to someone you have just sworn an oath to, and but a one-sided one, too?", the mage asked Erenius. Nalion knew Erenius, knew him longer than Loranna herself, but the situation and most of all, Nalion had changed. [362] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 12:01 AM

Loranna, also, was not smiling.

"Erenius, I don't need a slave - nor do I need an unlawful meal," she says, shaking her head. "I'm happy to have a friend come back, but you're meant for more than just slavish devotion - and after the Dawn, I neither deserve nor want such slavish devotion. If you're to be with us, you must be one of us - not a slave."

" ... We'll talk more on this later; for right now, if you'll excuse me ..." Loranna says, turning to water-walk over the oceans toward the white lands of the snow demons.[363] 

Posted by: One87xe Jan 22 2006, 12:01 AM

*...Firsthold, Mages Guild...a very decripit looking Redguard woman appears on the "Eye" symbol as quick as a flash, though her body is covered in dirt and caked on mud she continues to wear a smile on her face...as she approaches the Guild Guide mud and crude seem to be strewn about her hair, not to mention the smell that seems to accompany her...*

To nearest Guild Mage: "Err, dreadfully sorry for the mess but I've been through quite a bit recently...umm would it at all be possible to find room and board for the night?"
[364] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 01:14 AM

[368] 
Nalion shook his head, then followed Loranna slowly. He briefly stopped at the place where High Hrothgar was supposed to be, before stepping up his pace and catching up on her.
"Why do some people have to swear oaths to prove loyalty, when true friendship would accomplish the same and more?", the mage asked. [369] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 01:24 AM

[373] 

"Some folk want to be eaten ..." Loranna mutters darkly. "It's how some people manage to stay in power despite all reason."

She rubs her eyes and sighs. "Erenius ... needs help. I don't know if what he's talking about is true or if he's simply rationalizing his own need to serve with slavish devotion, and in either event I don't know how to go about helping him - but he's come back to Ald Raathim, so I'll just see what there is to be done."

Changing the topic, Loranna says "The negotiations with the Queen went well - actually, they weren't even negotiations. She offered us everything we asked for right off the bat; seems she had made this offer to Helseth in the very beginning but he hadn't accpeted. Some of the guys are still suspiscious of her motives, though ..."

"And, it seems, someone's playing games with us. Someone sent a ship from Ald Raathim a day and a half ago, and Morgiah thought I was one it - so when the Prince showed up dead and here I am, with my enterouage, and being the last person seen with Aedrin ..." Loranna shrugs, letting Nalion draw his own conclusions.

"The thing is, when I was with Aedrin last night in the parkway, the birds were all silent as death - and the Queen says Aedrin's wounds are consistant with the sorts birds would inflict." She pauses again, letting Nalion speak.[374] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 01:40 AM

[378] 
Nalion listened with growing worry.
"I wonder where the hook with the deal with Morgiah is... How you tell the story, it almost seemed too easy.", Nalion said, cupping his chin in his hand. "I heard of the death of Prince Aedrin this morning and this is also cause for grave thoughts. I fear I do not sufficiently know about how he died to allow me to make conclusions. But that you were the last one who spoke to him before his death places you in a center of attention, Loranna. We should be careful and try to not to attract any more attention than necessary. And I know this will be a hard feat to accomplish, with so many of us here in Firsthold."

The mage paused for a second to think about the ship Loranna just mentioned. "I do not know who would send out a ship from Ald Raathim with such a mission without your consent. I'd like to see this ship and more importantly, see who is on board."
[379] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 01:46 AM

[383] 

"So do the Queen and I, dear," Loranna comments dryly, "and trust me, I don't want to attract too much more unusual attention either. But then, I also want the Numidum in a delightful sky blue shade, too."

"As for it being too easy ..." Loranna grimaces. "I couldn't think of a diplomatic way to bring it up. I actually suspect that this time, there is no major hook ... other than the one Helseth is biting into by accepting his sister's help after all. What concerns me is, the Queen seems as boggled by this murder as we are; that means either deep treachery, or else someone really is playing us both for fools ... and my instincts say it's the latter."[384] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 01:51 AM

[388] 
"There's so much treachery and disguises and secret plans here in Firsthold that you almost believe that this is the reason that the city is made of crystal and mirrors.", Nalion said, and grinned, half sad, half amused. "Let's get into a lighter mood though, the grave matters will catch up on us anyhow. Did you enjoy the library ball? I fear I did not have the chance to take a dance like I hoped to have." [389] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 01:55 AM

[393] 

"Other than that last dance, it was fine," Loranna says with a wry grin. "Though I wish I could have snuck down into the library myself! There's easily a half-dozen things I want to look up right now."

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Loranna asks, her curiosity getting the better of her.[394] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 02:01 AM

[398] 
"I found the book I sought, yes, but I do not know what to make out of it. It's obscure, I fear these notes I read when I looked at the notes Zadion had recovered were only a small glimpse into this book. It puzzles me, I have to admit. I need to think on it, but so far, I found out nothing that could help us in any way.", Nalion said, disappointment showing on his face.

"However, I found something else, or better, someone.", he added, a smile coming back as he thought of the encounter.
[399] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 02:04 AM

[403] 

"I thought you already had someone, dear," Loranna comments, raising an eyebrow. "Are we shifting to Desire's sphere, sweet Wisom? There's a lovely flower bed just waiting for you there ..."

Loranna almost manages to keep her laughter from reaching her face, but she can't quite stop her chest from shaking.[404] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 02:08 AM

[408] 
"I know where my bed waits, Loranna.", Nalion said amusedly. "You always seem to think in this direction, apparently. I'm not shifting. Have you perchance spoken to Venevria at the ball? Her entry was fascinating, and her eyes as well. They are much more impressive without a veil hiding them." [409] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 02:10 AM

[413] 

"I didn't get a chance to; your friend claimed the first dance so fast no one else could move, and by the time I had a second chance Isidor was dancing with her," Loranna says. "She seemed rather unhappy though; the poor girl's corset was much too tight and her eyes simply cried out to be anywhere but there ..."[414] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 02:19 AM

[418] 
"Isidor danced with her, too?", Nalion smiled. "This is sweet. I would have liked to dance with her, too. I hope she has recovered from both, the assault of nobles wanting her wealth and from the pain of the corset. She didn't seem to need it anyways." [419] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 02:21 AM

[423] 

Loranna just raises her eyebrows. "Her wealth, or the corset?" she asks, wondering what joke her friend had in store for her. "The assault goes without saying, of course."[424] 

Posted by: Sivartus Jan 22 2006, 02:26 AM

Ald Raathim

The Mages Guild flickered into view, and Sivartus stepped off the platform into the room. He immediately spotted the closest guild mage and made his way over to him. After asking some questions, Sivartus headed out of the guild in search of the Nymph & Noggin.

He had learned a few disappointing things from the guild mage. First of all, the leader of Ald Raathim, Loranna, was currently in Firsthold. He had also missed a major battle where Ald Raathim was nearly defeated. So much for proving myself in battle, he thought. I missed it by a week. Oh well, I am sure there will be more, and I still have to find where my grandfather's hidden study is.

Not really paying attention to where he was going, he nearly passed the Nymph & Noggin. Heading inside, he waved away the barmaid offering him a drink, and chose a seat in a corner of the room. Taking out a book on magic and some notes, he started reading, deciding to wait for Loranna to return. [425] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 02:27 AM

[429] 
"She didn't need the corset, she seemed pretty enough not to have to use it. I somehow fear that Altmer stick too much to traditions just because they are ... traditions.", Nalion answered, a bit angry at himself that he maybe had gone too far. After all, he had promised Ria not to tell anyone.
"I mean, traditions still give an air of continuity and I do not deny that they may give certain comfort, but keeping them for nothing but for their own sake when time has moved on... Besides that, she still is a child, but I better be quiet now, for I am not the one fit to complain about that."
Nalion knew that Loranna would guess to whom he was referring to. [430] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 02:32 AM

[434] 

"I find myself thinking," Loranna says, "that the Altmer's traditions are their way of holing onto their memories of the Dawn Times; this whole city feels like a dream someone managed to catch in a bottle, and the keeping to tradition might be their way of trying hard not to wake up and lose the dream." She smiles a little. "After all, the waking world isn't as fun, or as real. But this idea is utter bunk, I'm sure any Altmer would be more than willing to tell me; it's also something I just came up with so it probably is bunk."

She tilts her head at Nalion, as if to ask what prompted the sudden change in topics, but doesn't say anything further.[435] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 02:39 AM

[439] 
"Now this is a strange sight, a traveller coming into a tavern and refusing a drink.", a soft female voice said from behind Sivartus. "When I took my studies, I always had a glass of wine or other beverage in front of me."
The soft voice became a face and a body as she rounded the table. She was Redguard, with dark red hair, a handsome face - although her nose was a bit angled. Her figure was clad in soft, sand-coloured leather and she carried a sword at her side and a lute on her back.
"Hello, new face. I'm Dana, what are you reading?", the Redguard woman said, trying to peek at the script as she walked around the table to face the newcomer. [440] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 22 2006, 02:40 AM

[444] 
A large dunmer, tall as an altmer, and broader than a dremora, sat down in the booth. He was scrubbing a familar pot, with the word Cindy etched into the side.

"It is as apperent as the scrib's will to defend. A young face is as open as the book you read. Proving one's worth is... as rewarding as a finally cooked guar steak."

"Tell me, young scrib scholar. What worth would you hope to prove? This center where I continuously hone my cullery skill is one filled with more worth than a mine and the scrib's fight." [445] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 02:41 AM

[449] 
"Someone once said: 'There is a world that is sleeping and you must guard against it.' This is a beautiful city, no doubt, but it also has its dangers.", Nalion said thoughtfully. "Especially the Altmer seem to cling to what once was, which sets them at odds with those who want to drive onwards, which seems to generally be a human trait. Both have their merits, though, preserving ancient knowledge for the former, and discovering the new for the last. I would wish that there can be found a common ground, a healing..."
The mage recognized Loranna's gaze, but did not chose to explain further. [450] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 02:53 AM

[454] 

"In time, dear, in time," Loranna mutters. "Who knows when that may be? The ruling kings know this already, at least in part."

She thinks for a moment, then chuckles. " ... Tradition and change; two things opposite. What happens when opposites interact?"[455] 

Posted by: Sivartus Jan 22 2006, 02:54 AM

[459] 

After closing his book and looking up, Sivartus said, "When I start studying, I tend to forget that I even have a drink. This is a book on destructive magic, one of my grandfather's. You may take a look if you wish."[460] 

[463] 

"I hope to prove my worth in battle. That is why I came here." he said, turning to the dunmer. [464] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 02:59 AM

[468] 
"New possibilites.", Nalion answered simply, then he smiled. "Feeling scholarly today, Loranna?"
The mage sat down on a nearby cart that had been used to carry elements for the decoration of the ballroom, but which now seemed unattended.
"I almost cannot wait to see this finished.", he said pointing at the scenery. "It will look absolutely stunning." [469] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 22 2006, 02:59 AM

[473] 
Bob studied a worn spot on his pot.

"What worth is there in just battling? A scrib, he is mighty, he doesn't fight for the sake of fighting, as would a pesky cliffracer. He only attackes when provoked. Or when he must defend. I do not cook, for the sake of cuisine. No, I do it because nourishment is key to anyone's life, be it undead, animal, or man or mer. Although cooking pleases me immensely, this is true."

Bob, with his piercing red eyes, looked at young Sivartus. "I ask you again, young scrib scholar. What worth do you hope to prove?" [474] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 03:04 AM

[478] 

"I'm too close to Dibella to be scholarly in my best moments, dear," Loranna says with a wink. "I'm coming up with these ideas because of all the pretty faces surrounding us."

She laughs, and says "Now, let me into that library and you'll see my scholarly side; it's bad to be horny around ancient books. The bindings tend to come apart."[479] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 03:05 AM

[483] 
Dana looked at the book with a frown on her face.
"I usually try to fix people up rather than tear them apart, but there are occasions where I have to go against my preferences.", the woman said, stretching her dark hand out and turned the book towards her to read the title.
"So, your grandfather wrote this? Would you please be so kind as to tell me your name? I told you mine, too. Don't you think that this would be fair?", she added with a winning smile.

"You just seemed to have missed a big battle. But don't worry, there are more than you that were late. And more that grit their teeth for not having had the chance to stick a sword into someone else - or die trying." [484] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 03:09 AM

[488] 
"I also had to sneak into the library, Loranna. And you know that I'm as bad in being a thief as I am in toughing out poison wounds.", Nalion answered in between two laughs.
"There is a door under the grand staircase that leads to the library. Master Heliothrax, the chief librarian said that the library would be closed to the public these days, for fear of nobles damaging the books... mostly during ther 'best moments'."
By now, the mage grinned broadly when looking at Loranna. [489] 

Posted by: Sivartus Jan 22 2006, 03:10 AM

[493] 

"And I tell you again, my worth in battle. I am sorry I do not share your beliefs dunmer, but I believe their are times you must take the fight to your enemy."[494] 

[497] 

Sivartus turned back to Dana, glad to talk to someone besides that dunmer, with his talk of scribs.

"I am Sivartus, and I apologize for not giving you my name earlier. Yes, my grandfather did write that. He was quite the mage, and I hope to learn from him. Actually, I am trying to find his hidden study that is supposed to be near this city", he said, thinking about the map in his pocket.

"It disappoints me that I have missed the big battle, but I will have more chances I am sure. Although sticking a sword into someone is not my way of killing." [498] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 03:13 AM

[502] 

"Hmph; you're a terrible tease, you know," Loranna says, glaring at Nalion. "I'd planned on going right back home after this ball, having already set the poor Queen on edge; now you're tempting me to spend the morning tip-toeing among ancient tomes looking for alchemy secrets to let me brew the perfect fruit-flavored potion of power. Some friend you turned out to be."

She was grinning now, broadly; in the light her tearstreaks made her look wild with joy.[503] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 03:17 AM

[507] 
"Unfortunately, it took me a long time and literally stumbling over and under books and scrolls to find this one book I sought. I fear, by the time I got that book and sorted through it, I had to leave the library. I did not find time to search for books about alchemy. I'm so sorry, I hope your heart can forgive me. I'm not even asking you to forget it!", Nalion laughed. "That way, you can pull this occurence out for a change instead of always pointing out to the poison incident down in the Vaults." [508] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 22 2006, 03:18 AM

[512] 
Bob let out a bellowing laugh, "Tell me young scholar, where have I told you not to fight? I said I do not cook for the sake of cooking, yet here I am cooking. The scrib, ah yes the scrib. He fights when he has reason, though his reason is not all's reason."

Bob shook his head, tapping his finger on his pot, enjoying the hollow thunk, "No my lad, you have much confusion. When you can answer what worth you wish to prove, maybe I'll let you have a complimentary bowl of soup, the finest in all of Morrowind."

Bob stood up and bowed towards Dana. He reached over and held her hand, lightly kissing it, "Bardic woman, your stories and songs amused me greatly, and such a sweet voice to hear. You may have whatever your heart desires from my cupboards. Such has a worn heart enjoyed the entertainment."

Bob straightened, "And now to cook for the sake of cooking. Young scrib scholar, lovely bard, I take my leave." [513] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 03:24 AM

[517] 

"But the Vaults were such a perfect example of everything a woman finds irresistably exasperating in the male," Loranna protests. "Unjustifiable pig-headedness in the name of nobility and proving one's manhood, failing to listen to the wise consuel of the womenfolk, nearly getting everyone involved killed because of it - you outdid yourself then, dear! This time you merely got lost in a vast an unfamiliar library while trying to play the sneak; the only person around was yourself and I'd have probably told you to do that anyway. The two examples simply cannot compare, you see."[518] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 03:30 AM

Dana acknowledged Bob with a smile, then watched him walking back to his kitchen before turning to Sivartus.[519] 

[522] 
"Pleasure to meet you.", Dana said as she took a seat at the Breton's table. "Good luck in finding this study. These are rough times here. We could use more mages right here, though, instead of going out there and trying to find something in an area where you can stumble upon Redorans..." [523] 

Posted by: Sivartus Jan 22 2006, 03:33 AM

[527] 

Sivartus didn't bother turning back to Bob as he was leaving, mostly because he didn't want to say something that made him have to answer any more confusing questions.

I dont like soup anyway, the young breton thought to himself. Adjusting his dark blue robes he leaned back and waited for his book to be returned.[528] 

[531] 

Still pondering the dunmer's questions, it took Sivartus a second to realize that Dana had taken a seat and said something to him.

"Pleasure to meet you too," he said, "and I hope I can help out in Ald Raathim, although I wouldn't mind going out and stumbling onto a few Redorans. It would give me a chance to test my magic. I just hope this search is worth it, I don't want to find out there is nothing in my grandfather's study." [532] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 03:34 AM

[536] 
Nalion sighed and lifted his hand in mocked resignation.
"I admit, I admit, this occurrence will haunt me for the rest of my pitiful life. I fear I was terribly clumsy in these caverns, I'm lucky I'm still alive. Well, alive because of you.", Nalion said, smiling.
"I admit, this feat in the Vaults of Gemin is hard to top, but honestly, I think I should not strive to surpass this. I've seen too much after this event to do that..." [537] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 03:43 AM

[541] 

Loranna smiles and hugs Nalion briefly. "Good idea," she says. "There's plenty of opportunity for all of us to do something foolish looming ahead; no need to strive for it."

She sighs, and looks back to Tamriel, where people are gathering. " ... I should go mingle with the nobility, start seeing what contacts I can make; I've got a city to help rebuild after all ..." she says, looking slightly wistful. "Catch up with you when I need a breath of fresh air, dear?"[542] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 03:49 AM

[546] 
Dana frowned at the Breton, shifting in her seat.
"You know, that testing in an actual combat situation might not be the best idea? There's a good chance that something might go wrong. And the Redorans are dangerous. A friend of mine, Gistral, has told me some of the last Redorans he encountered had reflection robes with them, so they should be approached and attacked with care. They also tend to appear in larger numbers, ten to twenty perhaps. But maybe there is room for you to assing you to some unit that goes on patrols. I don't know, I'm just healing people and trying to lift their spirits."
It was as if someone just had waited for Dana to speak that last sentence, for from the back of the Nymph and Noggin came a moan.
"I need to go, people need my help. Pleasure to meet you, Sivartus.", Dana said and stood, walking towards the wounded. [547] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 03:52 AM

[551] 
Nalion returned the hug fondly
"Good luck in conversing with these nobles. I think I will watch how the construction of this formidable scenery continues. You can't say that you have witnessed the creation of Nirn every day - even if it is only a copy on a smaller scale. It is still very impressive, though.", Nalion said as he rose from the cart and began to look around after Loranna had left. [552] 

Posted by: Sivartus Jan 22 2006, 04:00 AM

[556] 

Sivartus suddenly realized he should have worded that differently. Apparently Dana thought he couldn't wield his magic.

"I am not actually testing, I know what I am doing. Maybe I should have said that I finally get to use my magic in a real combat situation. Thank you for telling me of the reflection robes though, I will have to be careful selecting my targets, and I wouldn't mind going on a patrol, maybe I will look into it."

"A pleasure talking to you," Sivartus said, as Dana got up and walked off towards the person who moaned. He picked up his book from where Dana had left it and found his page. I might like it here, he thought, going back to his studying. [557] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 22 2006, 07:55 AM

Seeing that Loranna and Slyvos needed to talk to Nalion and Erenius, Shaka had excused himself and walked off to see more of the map.

He stood on Stros M'kai and watched the crowd talk and mingle. His earlier buoyant mood had sobered into a more normal one.

I need to get back to Ald Raathim, he thought. I was concerned enough about finding support for Helseth's side that I didn't think about what should come next.

What am I doing, anyway, thinking I'm some kind of diplomat? Ridiculous. But at least Loranna could report success to Helseth and Barenziah; that was the important thing.

Shaka tried to picture the months and years ahead, and couldn't. A lot hinged on whether the rebels could build more of the war machines that had almost sacked Ald Raathim. Or were the warrior Houses limited to salvaging what they had, just as Daruhn had had to? [558] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 22 2006, 10:20 AM

Leaving Kethiah to rest, Isidor now sat at the bar of the nymph and noggin, contemplating what to do next. He could run the tavern well enough while Kethiah rested, but what about her other jobs; he certainly couldn't take over as spymaster, or census/excise agent ...

He'd have to talk to Loranna, when the group returned. [559] 

Posted by: apocolipseLater Jan 22 2006, 11:55 AM

OOC: Summary

Dar'Tessir is in the Nymph & Noggin, reading. If not for the book, he would be quite bored [560] 

Posted by: Arynel Jan 22 2006, 11:59 AM

[564] 

"Good read?" Arynel asked, the Breton taking a seat near Dar'Tessir. [565] 

Posted by: One87xe Jan 22 2006, 01:49 PM

[569] 


*...Firsthold...it had taken Osa much longer then she anticipated to make herself presentable to the general public, and even now had trouble scrubbing the last bits of mud and dirt from her tan skin...she had alot to do today and was anxiously awaiting her first glimpses of the "Living Legends of Ald Raathim"...*

<ooc>..."Living Legends of Ald Raathim" is that a catchy title?...http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=141737&view=findpost&p=3947581...<ooc> [570] 

Posted by: SpartanShea117 Jan 22 2006, 03:21 PM

Molag Mar

Kratos sat at his desk, proofreading the letter in his hands before turning it over, pouring wax on it, and sealing it with the mark of the Muatramer.

The letter read:

Dear Loranna,

I have been ever faithful to Almsivi, fighting for the very belief. I believe the Temple has fallen to shambles; Allerleirauh would not be pleased with the very thoughts I have now. I wish to leave Molag Mar, this war has taken it's toll on my mind and soul.

True Almsivi has been dead for a long while now, the one that exists in it's place is only a mirror to keep the people believing, believing that there is still hope, still hope that Morrowind can live at peace once more.

I long to see Ald Raathim again. It's beautiful shores still grace my dreams at night. I miss it horribly and I hope you don't object to my return. I have heard that Ald Raathim was hit pretty hard as well, I wish to bring aid in the form of ships and whatever troops follow me out of Molag Mar, they are fiercely loyal.

Maybe I will return to Molag Mar and take command again as soon as Ald Raathim gets back on it's feet, I don't know yet. All I do know is that I have grown tired of this war, I know that we all need to play our parts for the sake of Morrowind and I would have it no other way, but I don't wish to throw my men away needlessly for the sake of a dead cause.

I will not act until I have heard back from you. I hope everyone is doing well and hopefully I will be able to see you all again.

Sincerly,
Kratos, Grandmaster of the Order of War

He handed the letter to the courier and started off on a walk of Molag Mar's upper canton.

Loranna should find the letter on her desk when she returns from Firsthold. [571] 

Posted by: vaanic~one Jan 22 2006, 03:54 PM

Vaan walked to the Local temple, wishing to converse with Arynel no more. Upon entering, he immediately went to the office of the local leader, to inform him.

It was only fair. [572] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 22 2006, 03:59 PM

[576] 
He could be found conferring with a young priestess if a few matters of philisophical belief. Upon hearing the footsteps, he turned around, dismissing the priestess.

"Lord Grandmaster. How may a servant of ALMSIVI help you?" [577] 

Posted by: vaanic~one Jan 22 2006, 04:10 PM

[581] 

Vaan's face was grave.

"Please take a seat, and brace yourself. The news is not good."

He gestured to the Temple master's chair. When he had sat down, Vaan continued.

"A pillar of the Tribunal has fallen."[582] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 22 2006, 04:25 PM

[586] 
His eyes creased with worry, but he maintained his composure, "One does not live to my age and not learn to understand the unexpected."

He folded his hands together, and brough them to his mouth, adopting a thoughtful look, "I cannot tell you or anyone what must be done with the Temple now. I only say this, I will pray and have faith in what I have been taught. This is not the first time the Temple has found itself in a quandary. Is there anything else you wish to say, Grandmaster?" [587] 

Posted by: vaanic~one Jan 22 2006, 04:39 PM

[591] 

Vaan was surprised at the reaction of the Temple master.

"Well, let me fill you in on the details. Archpatriach Arynel is the specific Pillar who as fallen. He's not dead, he has left the temple. His reasons have not been made clear to me yet, but I think It might have something to do with the direction of the temple. If you have any reason to complain to Mister Arynel about this, then make your way to the Nymph and Noggin, he's having a drink there."

Vaan drew closer, and his voice dropped to a hushful whisper

"Let's not pretend that this isn't tragic. I fear that it is the beggining of the end. Arynel's exit does not affect the Muatramer much, he never cared for us. It will, however, affect the Temple greatly. people will wonder why one of the temple leaders just cut himself loose in this time of great need. It is perhaps best, if you do not tell anyone about this, we don't want to cause unneccesary panic, we'll tell people when the time is right..."
[592] 

Posted by: Xyber02 Jan 22 2006, 04:56 PM

[596] 
A small chuckle left the lips of the Temple master. "My dear Grandmaster. Why must you keep saying 'fallen'?"

He stood up and put his hands on the shoulders of Vaan, "The Temple is more than what you see. The faith will always be there. Archpatriarch Arynel is not more a God than the heretics that these false Temple worshippers follow. He leads, teaches, guides, but cannot destroy what we know to be true."

"Then again, you have your own worries, this is true. I should not expect you to see as I do. You attend to your Muatramer, I'll attend to this Temple's affairs as I always have. Thank you for this warning though, it is indeed a grave matter and if not handled with care, could prove to be a terrible trial. I would like to speak with the Archpatriarch, if a moment ever presents itself, to see if he could impart anymore wisdom on this matter. I only ask of you, do not fear for the truth." [597] 

Posted by: vaanic~one Jan 22 2006, 05:06 PM

[601] 

"Thankyou" Replied Vaan. "For your wise words, I take them with gratitude."

He walked out of the temple, feeling much happier than he had when he walked in. In his view, that Temple Master was a very wise man, and would be more than capable of seeing this through.

He smiled, and remembered that he had a ball to go to. [602] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 06:36 PM

Firsthold

The Altmer, as Loranna and Nalion had both noticed, were fiercely traditional, and while everyone at the party was of course perfectly polite, non High Elves could sense the underlying Altmer sense of superiority beneath the charm and the innane banter. Thus, Loranna was at some disadvantage when she went to mingle with the Altmer nobles.

However, the Duchess of Ald Raathim did have one thing in her favor; the Altmer were fiercely traditional and loathe to accept anything that outright defied their traditions, but they were appreciative of novelty. A Nordic woman, ashen-skinned and bearing silver tearstreaks, beautiful and obviously soon to be a mother - this, definitely, was novel. Not only that, but Loranna was the ruler of Ald Raathim, a domain which was known among those who kept their eyes on the world at large as being the epicenter of several interesting events within the past two years; even keeping certain details secret, Loranna could easily engross the crowd with mention of the fearsome yet short-lived Azurites, of the giant crabs constructed by the imposter Tribunal, of the ghost of Raithmat and his promised vengeance against the city he himself once ruled ...

A pretty young woman with lots of interesting stories to tell - this, the Altmer could accept, safe in the knowlege that the terrible monsters Loranna described were happily a whole continent away with an ocean in between. She was witty in that distinctly human sort of way, and eager to hear about the wonders of Firsthold as well, and being of the nobility she could understand the burdens the upper class had to bear. And, finally, she was an expectant mother - the Altmer were not so heartless that her pregnancy did not subtly register in their thinking. Loranna became a minor darling of the nobles she spoke with, though of course not as big a darling as the Princess was to be - novelty, not defiance of tradition, was the name of the game. So it came to pass that Loranna was able to make several new contacts, some of which could prove beneficial to Ald Raathim in the future, assuming that they could hold on and break the Redoran blockade.

After a few hours of socializing with the high and mighty of Firsthold, though, Loranna was ready for a break; excusing herself from her latest group of new acquaintences, she wandered around, looking for familiar faces. One she saw standing around the islands of Akavir, and Loranna took a boat out that way.

"Hello dear; fancy meeting you here in Firsthold," Loranna said to Maranda with a smile. "Haven't seen you since you warned us of the attack; how are you doing?"[603] 

Posted by: Shardie Jan 22 2006, 06:41 PM

[607] 

'Oh, Im doing so so... got a letter from an old friend yesterday warining me that some daedric duke or whatever is out for my life...' Maranda said slightly without a care in the world, guesturing for Loranna to sit, 'But didnt Shaka tell you I was here? Thats very rude of him, I did ask him to say hi to you. I trust, the diplomacy went well?' [608] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 06:51 PM

[612] 

Loranna's face darkens for a bit with concern. "Drevious is still after you?" she asks. "You'd think a Daedra of his stature would have better things to do ..."

"Shaka had a number of things to tell me - as did several other people; it got a bit lost, no fault of his," she continues. "The diplomacy went well, thank you; Nine willing we'll come out of this yet. The Prince's death though, is on peoples' minds; I keep getting asked about the Prince's last moments ..." Loranna pauses, sighing.

"No matter where I go, something happens, huh?" she asks, giving a small, pained smile. [613] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 07:07 PM

The Royal Cotillion Ball, The Royal Palace, Firsthold

King Reman of Firsthold, of course, had a crowd gathered around him in his corner off of the main “continental” island of Tamriel. He leaned against an oversized replica of the Crystal Tower as he spoke with various courtiers and nobles, dressed a suit of white gold armor with a black fur cloak. All members of the royal family, in fact, were wearing black and white: white in observation of the Cotillion, and black in deference to the Crown Prince and Heir Apparent Aedrin’s murder.

Queen Morgiah, unlike her husband, preferred to keep in continual movement, mingling among her guests. Rather shockingly, she didn’t wear a gown at all, but a tight-fitted black suit, almost like a cat-burglar’s uniform. Her white cloak, embroidered with silver and diamonds, was sufficiently regal, however, with a tall, spiked collar that rose high above her head.

Other kings and queens of Summerset were also in attendance at the ball, together with nobles the group had seen or met: Glacia, the friendly young Altmer lady who had danced with Reeds; His Serenity The Baron-Praetor of Bellias, Viscount Limnil, Lord Faormier (Ellec to his friends) and Nalion’s room-mate at the Honor Guard was there, talking to all the pretty (and wealthy-looking) Altmer noble ladies; Lord and Lady Estacirce and their son Lord Thios were there too, and seemed blissfully aware they were being talked about behind their backs.

The gossip, of course, tended to be around the subject of Prince Aedrin’s shocking murder the night before. It seemed likely that King Reman would declare his daughter as the new heir very soon, perhaps even tonight as part of the Cotillion. Those less gruesomely inclined, however, talked of the Library Ball, and the surprising revelation afterwards that Venevria, who had not wanted to attend in the first place, had run away with some unknown noble afterwards. She had left a note to her parents that her twin brother Thios had found and delivered. The irony appealed to the Altmer: Venevria’s parents had coerced into having the ball so she might meet a suitor and increase the family’s power and wealth, and she had apparently met someone, and run away with him.

Meanwhile, the music began to swell and the guests turned to a ship which was coming from a nearby wing, floating on a sea of mist. They could not see the figure within yet, but it must be Princess Rinnala, in whose honor the ball was being given. [614] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 07:15 PM

[618] 
Reeds heard the name announced and, as she neared him, Reeds approached. "Lady Glacia," he bowed, "I believe I promised you a second dance at the Library Ball. Unfortunately I was unable to make good on that promise until now." The orchestra started a tune, "May I have this dance?" [619] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 07:18 PM

[623] 
Nalion was standing close to what would mark the Wrothgarian Mountains in High Rock when the music began to play. He smiled to Ellec, and gave a polite nod towards the Lord and Lady of Estacirce. Before moving to a spot where he could better observe Princess Rinnala's entrance, he smiled knowingly towards Thios.[624] 

Posted by: Shardie Jan 22 2006, 07:19 PM

[628] 

'Thats fine, its somthing I noticed too' Maranda took a sip of her punch, then onto the subject of Drevious, 'The letter didnt say if he was the one or not, but only fate can decide how my life ends' she smiled, 'and Im glad that the diplomacy went well,' she smiled, 'although I am currently required at the dance floor,' she guestured to her dunmer partner, who loranna might have recognized from somewhere in Mournhold, 'so I shant keep you waiting' she smiled, and left

(ooc, out of here for a bit, sorry) [629] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 07:23 PM

[633] 

"I would like that very much," Glacia smiled, taking his hand. She was wearing a different gown made of layer after layer of translucent gossamer, with a simple white shrift dress under it for modesty's sake.[634] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 22 2006, 07:25 PM

After seeing to some rather insistent customers, Isidor headed upstairs, to see how Kethiah was. [635] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 07:25 PM

[639] 

Loranna watches Maranda head to her dance partner, wondering if the Breton woman's attitude stemmed from ignoring the problems she faced, or from having finally come to peace with them.

"Either way, at least she's enjoying herself ..." Loranna says, turning her eyes to the Princess's ship. She had to admit again, the Altmer knew how to make an entrence.[640] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 07:25 PM

[644] 

There could be no doubt that Thios was Venevria's twin brother, with the same eyes and thin physique. Considering that he, like she, didn't approve of the Cotillion balls, young nobles being traded between families like commodities, he was smiling slightly, as if he were enjoying himself.
[645] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 07:28 PM

Kethiah's Room, The Nymph and Noggin, Ald Raathim[646] 

[649] 

Kethiah was trying to get out of bed, when Isidor entered.

"Hello sweetheart," she said, looking tired and frustrated. "How was Firsthold?"[650] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 22 2006, 07:31 PM

[654] 

Shaka had been standing near the replica Caldera, but moved closer to the rest of Loranna's group as Rinalla's entrance proceeded.[655] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 22 2006, 07:32 PM

[659] 
"You," Isidor said, "Are not getting out of bed, so sit back down. Firsthold was fine, but, I was called back early, because I got a message from Ingmar, saying my wife was at death's door ..."

He sat down, in a chair next to the bed. [660] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 07:38 PM

The Royal Cotillion Ball, The Royal Palace, Firsthold[661] 

[664] 

The ship was a replica of that of the Niben, the ship that Topal the Pilot took in ancient days from Summerset to map out the vast continent of Tamriel. The Nibenay Valley and the Topal Bay still bore the marks of this historic voyage.

Some of the guests whispered fragments of the old verse they had memorized in school:

Only Niben returned to Firsthold, laden high with
gold and spice and fur and strange creatures,
dead and live.
Though, alas, Old Ehlnofey Topal never found, he
Told the tales of the lands he had visited to the
wonderment of all.


Rinnala herself was on the crow's nest of the ship, dressed in a shimmering gown, half black and half white, with a streak of silver that continued into her flowing cloak. She represented Auriel, as old tapestries had shown her (or him) to be.

The girl was only ten years old, and though she held herself with pose and elegance befitting someone of her lineage, it was clear she did not relish being the center of attention. [665] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 07:40 PM

[669] 
Nalion was watching the proceedings, but he moved through the miniature Tamriel towards Loranna and her group. He was relieved that Thios did not seem to despise the ball and he suspected that this was because Ria had successfully managed to run away. The rumours seemed to confirm this.
"Good luck, Ria.", he whispered to himself.[670] 

[673] 
Having closed in to Loranna, he gave her a nod and a smile.
"Not bad for an entrance, is it? Altmer have style...", he said, adjusting his cloak and vest to be more comfortable to wear.

When seeing Rinnala and her expression, Nalion frowned a bit.
"Another young soul being exposed to the waiting crowd to gape and bargain for..." [674] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 07:42 PM

[678] 
"You look lovely this evening," Reeds said as they moved out onto the dance floor, stopping for...[679] 

[682] 
"I'll never understand that..." Reeds muttered to himself. [683] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 07:46 PM

[687] 

"They do, at that," Loranna says, her eyes on the ten year old Princess as she adds to Nalion under her breath "Though going by the last two dramatic entrences, it would seem the effect is lost upon the person at the center of all the attention ..."

Loranna remembers how Rinnala was sobbing at the funereal; the poor girl must be a mess of emotions now. Grief over her cousin's death, being put up as a centerpiece in a grand ball ...

Remind me never to put my own baby through this, Loranna whispers to Nalion.[688] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 07:46 PM

[692] 

Glacia smiled. Together with the rest of the company, she bowed as Rinnala stepped off the ship into Tamriel. Ellec tried to get to her for a first dance, but he was out-classed in the competition.

As the Princess and the young Altmer, only a year or two older than Rinnala, began to dance, the others did as well.

"Nothing to understand," Glacia smiled. "If you are born into nobility, you gain much in the way of luxury, but possess little freedom ... It's all a compromise, like in all walks of life, I suppose ..."
[693] 

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 22 2006, 07:48 PM

"And another one is thrown to the lions to be used as a pawn in yet another endless game of treachery and deciet," Erenius mutters, staring at the ship as it came closer. [694] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 22 2006, 07:49 PM

[698] 

Shaka approached the group. "Your Grace, could I have the second dance after Slyvos?" he asked.[699] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 07:49 PM

[703] 
"It still seems a bit harsh to me," Reeds said as they moved around the dance floor, "I mean she can hardly be expected to enjoy herself here, why would they put her on display like that?" [704] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 07:50 PM

[708] 
"It is you who will have to raise your child, but I will be there for counsel. Teach your child to be a person of its own and look at the world through its own eyes and draw its own conlusions...", Nalion whispered back. [709] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 07:52 PM

[713] 

Glacia chuckled. "You'll get no great defense of Altmer tradition from me ... After all, I am currently dancing with an Argonian, if you haven't noticed," her eyes twinkled. "The higher the noble's position, the earliest they do this to her. I was fifteen when I went through it, and it was horribly embarrassing."[714] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 07:54 PM

Kethiah's Room, the Nymph and Noggin, Ald Raathim[715] 

[718] 

Kethiah's eyes were wide. "Is everything all right?" she touched her belly. It was clear what she meant: is everything all right with the baby? Does it still live?[719] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 07:57 PM

[723] 

Loranna smiles. "I'd like that, yes," she says.[724] 

[727] 

Loranna makes an affirmative sound to Nalion, adding "Thank you dear. You'll be a wonderful adopted uncle," with a wink.

She cast her eyes about for Slyvos, and found him standing slightly apart, looking introspective. "Excuse me dears," she says, walking over to her husband.[728] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 07:58 PM

[732] 
"So the question becomes," Reeds replied, "Why generations of Altmer Nobles continue to do this to their children when they themselves went through it before them? Why don't they just end it?" [733] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 22 2006, 07:59 PM

[737] 
"The baby is fine," Isidor nodded, "But, you will be staying in bed for the next few weeks, unless you want to lose the baby. You worked yourself sick, and Ingmar saved your life." [738] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 22 2006, 08:04 PM

[742] 

"Nalion, you've been a man of mystery lately," said Shaka with a smile. "I hope your explorations of Firsthold have been fruitful."

"Like the rest of us, I'm surprised Rinalla is so young. Somehow I expected a girl five or six years older."

"I've been wondering . . . . How will we get the news of the agreement to Mournhold? Do you think couriers will be sent, or a delegation?"[743] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:06 PM

[747] 

"I don't know," Glacia shook her head. "Change is slow, almost imperceptible, especially when each generation may last a thousand years. But twenty years ago, it would have been unthinkable for a Dunmer to be Firsthold's Queen, but tonight many people are talking about her daughter Rinnala, who appears to be fully Dunmer even if she's not, becoming Reman's heir. The other traditions will change and die too, but we Altmer are naturally cautious about revolution ... for the most part."[748] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 08:07 PM

[752] 
"For the most part?" Reeds prompted, "So what's the exception?" [753] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:10 PM

Kethiah's Room, the Nymph And Noggin[754] 

[757] 

Kethiah took this in, seriously, and nodded, letting Isidor help her back into bed.

"Yes, now I remember, I was talking to him on the docks when I suddenly blacked out," Kethiah nodded, a tear rolling down her eye. "Thank the Gods the baby is all right. And thank Ingmar."
[758] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:13 PM

[762] 

"You wouldn't know it if you've only been attending cotillion balls in Firsthold, but there is a younger generation of Altmer who wish to break with all traditions," Glacia said, letting Reeds sweep her across the floor. "Some of them even try to change their bodies to make them look less Altmeri, and more like men, or orcs, or khajiit ... or even Argonians."[763] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 08:15 PM

[767] 
"I am not a man of mystery, nor am I aspiring to be one. I do what must be done, though, and to some, realizing what must be done can be a mystery. I have learned much during my stay in Firsthold, yes, but not all I discovered was what I hoped it would be. I daresay, though, that some glimpses I have had were fruitful, yes. I faer, I cannot say more at this time."
Nalion looked at Rinnala, seeing how she danced with one of her admirers - or one that wanted to raise in social rank by marrying a princess - and then looked back at the Argonian.
"It is too early, she still is a child.", Nalion said, by the words of Shaka being strangely reminded of Doll's age.

"I suppose that Helseth is very well aware of the proceedings here. No matter how one might stand towards the king of Morrowind, he is a capable mer. I believe he has spies here in Firsthold, if not, I perhaps have overestimated him. Loranna said that Morgiah knew about a ship that sailed out from Ald Raathim. How would you guess from where she got this information? For Helseth, this would not be different." [768] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 08:18 PM

[772] 
"Good grief," Reeds laughed as he twirled Glacia, "there's no middleground for Altmer, is there? Either it's creeping tradition or wild rebellion. Can't say I agree with either side, although I have met one Altmer that I like perfectly well." [773] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 22 2006, 08:19 PM

[777] 
Isidor nodded, and his voice quieted a little bit.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here ... I won't do that again." [778] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:19 PM

The Royal Cotillion Ball, Firsthold[779] 

[782] 

Queen Morgiah, Loranna noticed, was being approached by a group of her guards. The Queen looked in Loranna's direction, and directed one of them to her.

"Her Majesty regrets that you have not had the opportunity to dance yet," the guard said, bowing. "But she bade me to tell you that the ship you had spoken of earlier has arrived in port. We are on our way to meet it."[783] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 22 2006, 08:20 PM

[787] 

Shaka winced. "Of course. Sorry for the naivete about Helseth. And I have to admit that I want to see whoever sailed from Ald Raathim; they've certainly caused us enough trouble here."[788] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:20 PM

[792] 

Glacia laughed. "And the second Argonian I've ever met is a charming conversationalist and a marvelous dancer."[793] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:22 PM

[797] 

"Thank you," Kethiah smiled wearily, kissing Isidor on the cheek. "I don't want to chain you to hearth and home. Like I said, you're an adventurer, and I love you for that ... But if I'm really stuck in this bed for weeks, I'll go crazy if you're not around." [798] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 08:23 PM

[802] 

"Ah," Loranna says, feeling a tingling in her spine. "There will be other dances; I would be honored to accompany you ..."

She glances over at her friends, adding " ... If I may ask Her Majesty to allow some of my companions to accompany us? Doubtless they would find this interesting as well." [803] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:25 PM

[807] 

The guard nodded and bowed, going to join the Queen and her men were already slipping out of the palace discreetly.[808] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 08:26 PM

[812] 
"I'm flattered," Reeds replied, slightly embarrassed, "but I'm afraid that since you're the first Altmer I've known, you're setting the standard unattainably high for the rest of your race." [813] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 08:27 PM

[817] [818] 

[821] 
Nalion saw Loranna speaking with a guard and glancing in his direction.
"There's something going on. If you will excuse me, Shaka?", Nalion said and began to cross the plains of Tamriel towards Loranna and the guard.
"I noticed your look. Is there anything wrong?", the mage asked. [822] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 08:27 PM

[826] 

Loranna changes direction to head for Shaka and Nalion.

"Our unknown ship is pulling into port; shall we?" she asks, eager to follow the Queen's party.[827] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:30 PM

[831] 

It was Glacia's turn to blush, which she did in lieu of any reply, as the song came to an end.

The first chords of a new tune were struck up. A livelier dance.
[832] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 22 2006, 08:31 PM

[836] 

"Thank you, Your Grace," said Shaka, joining her and Nalion. Still haven't gotten that dance, he thought wryly, but duty first.[837] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:34 PM

Ald Raathim

Twenty ships the King of Morrowind had promised pulled into port, and with them a legion of royal soldiers. Kallen was there to direct them to the royal fortresses on the outskirts of the village which had been badly damaged in the invasion, and were in the process of being restored.[838] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 08:36 PM

[842] 
"I don't know this one." Reeds tells Glacia, "Risking losing my dancing reputation, would you care to teach it to me?" [843] 

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Jan 22 2006, 08:37 PM

Slyvos approaches Loranna, hearing what she says about the ship finally arriving... from whereever. "You can count me in, love." I have a bad feeling about... this entire situation. He looked a bit aggitated, but otherwise was okay so long as you weren't actively trying to poke/annoy him to death for the moment.

Now to wait for Loranna to lead them all to where they're going to go... still, he has to wonder how his wife ends up attracting such a following. [844] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 08:37 PM

Port of Firsthold
The party around Loranna, Shaka and Nalion discreetly left the ballroom, though Nalion secretly hoped they would be back in time to take a dance or two. However, this ship needed attention now.

Nalion remembered reading somewhere that the port of Firsthold was the place where Aldmer had first set foot on Summerset, thus the name Firsthold, probably. It was a part where he had not yet been, but looked forward to seeing. Remembering the sights of the elegant Altmeri ships of the former Ald Raathim navy, he could not wait to see a whole harbour full of them in the crystal city.

A while of walking later, the group reached the harbour. [845] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 22 2006, 08:38 PM

[849] 
Isidor smiled.

"Well, if I'm not here, Ingmar will be ... He's really changed a lot, from last time." [850] 

Posted by: syronj Jan 22 2006, 08:43 PM

pie[851] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:44 PM

The Royal Cotillion Ball, Firsthold[852] 

[855] 

Glacia nodded, laughing, and just then, an Altmer of bold physique, a warrior-noble clearly, tapped Reeds on the shoulder.

"May I take the honor of the next dance with Lady Glacia?" he asked politely.

Glacia stiffened slightly. It was obvious she knew him.[856] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 08:49 PM

[860] 
Reeds noticed glacia stiffen. "Perhaps you should ask the one whom you wish to dance with," Reeds replied equally politely, "it's not my descision." [861] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:51 PM

[865] 

The military might of the Altmer was in its navy. Other provinces may boast larger, more powerful armies, but even Nord sailors admit that the ships of Summerset -- fast and sleek, strong and durable -- were the finest in Tamriel. As Morgiah had promised, a sizeable armada had already left Firsthold, bound for Morrowind, but there was still more than enough there to ensure that Firsthold had all the offensive and defensive capabilities it could dream of.

The harbor was also filled with merchant vessels and pleasure ships of all varieties. And one ship that looked different from any other. A great galleon with the royal crest of Morrowind proudly displayed.

As Queen Morgiah's group of guards and heroes made their way to the dock, they could see a figure on the ship. A white-clad female figure, surrounded by the red-armored guards of the royal house of Morrowind.

Morgiah was the first to identify her at a far distance. She seemed to sense who it was by her bearing rather than by the details of her face, and her eyes were wide with surprise.

"Mother."[866] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:54 PM

[870] 

"Of course," Glacia said, not looking Reeds in the eye. "May I present my fiance, Count Terilite?"

Count Terilite held out his hand to shake Reeds's.
[871] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 08:57 PM

Kethiah's Room, the Nymph and Noggin[872] 

[875] 

"I know he has, and I'm grateful to him for saving my life and our child's life," Kethiah nodded and added quietly. "But I'd rather count on you."

One of the chambermaids knocked on the door. "Sorry to disturb. I thought you should know Helseth's army and navy are in the docks."[876] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 08:58 PM

[880] 
While walking down to the harbour, Nalion took the chance to take in the sight of the mighty Altmeri armada. Nalion had always been fond of ships, and seeing so many of them neatly arrayed was impressive. Then, however, he directed his attention to the ship bearing the royal banners of Morrowind.

Nalion had been present in more than one banquet that Loranna had hosted in honour to Queen Barenziah, and so the mage was able to recognize her as well.
"Now this will be interesting, Loranna.", he whispered to his friend. [881] 

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 22 2006, 08:59 PM

[885] 

"Quite the impressive array of ships," Erenius says, awed at the grandiose force in the harbour, but then notices the red armour. "And what would they be doing here? Quite the suprise indeed."

Erenius shakes his head.

"I don't like this at all, M'Lady," Erenius says quietly to Loranna. [886] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 09:01 PM

[890] 

Loranna was squeezing Slyvos's hand; she doesn't answer Nalion aloud, but her eyes show she agrees.

Things were going to heat up soon ...[891] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 09:02 PM

[895] 
"Fiance..." Reeds replied, shaking the Altmer's hand with as firm a grip as he could muster, "You are a lucky man sir, to have someone such as this in your life. As for you," Reeds turned to Glacia, "I bid thee a fond goodnight. I hope that our paths cross sometime again." Reeds bowed, kissing Glacia on the hand.

And slipping a card from the Inn they were staying at into her hand. Reeds hoped that Terilite hadn't seen the move. [896] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 09:08 PM

[900] 

The guards Morgiah had brought to arrest and interrogate whoever was arriving by ship became, instead, a royal welcome for Barenziah, the Queen's mother.

The Queen Mother of Morrowind's white gown and cloak whipped around her in the wind as she disembarked. Morgiah bowed to her, as did her men.

Barenziah did not return the bow, but for a small nod of acknowedgement, and then she glanced sideways at Loranna and the heroes of Ald Raathim. An eyebrow raised. "I had not expected to see you here, Your Grace, but I offer you my congratulations on Ald Raathim's success in the war. I have been at sea for some weeks now, but I've kept up on things, and you have reason to be proud."[901] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 22 2006, 09:08 PM

[905] 
Isidor nodded. "Well, count on me in this regard. If I'm not here, for some reason, Ingmar will help you however he can ..."

When the chambermaid knocked, Isiodr said, "Anything I should say, when I got to the docks?" [906] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 09:09 PM

[910] 

If he did, he didn't show it, nor did Glacia do more than give Reeds a fast, sad smile before the couple began their dance.
[911] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 09:12 PM

Kethiah's Room, The Nymph and Noggin[912] 

[915] 

"Just make sure the sailors and the merchants aren't getting into any fights, we need both of them," Kethiah smiled. "The sailors should probably be pointed in the direction of the Noggin -- they seem to like that more. You know, between Erenius's influx of goods, Helseth's men showing up, and all the rebuilding going on in town, we might soon be able to charge for food and drinks again, even if I have rented out all the rooms to Erenius's men ..."

[916] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 09:13 PM

[920] 
Reeds, feeling a bit dejected, wandered over to Northern Cyrodiil. He did not have a good feeling about Glacia and Terilite, and sincerely hoped that she would make use of the card and see him. [921] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 22 2006, 09:25 PM

[925] 
Isidor smiled.

"Ok." He kissed her, and left the rooms going down to the docks.

After he was gone for a few moments, there was a knock on the door, and Ingmar's voice said, "May I come in?" [926] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 09:26 PM

[930] 

"Poor Glacia," a young, thin Altmer lad, whose eyes immediately were familar to Reeds, said. "Terilite has been in Valenwood for the past two years. She probably hoped he had forgotten about her. Let me get you a drink, serjo."
[931] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 09:28 PM

Kethiah's Room, The Nymph and Noggin[932] 

[935] 

"Of course," said Kethiah. Lying in her bed, holding her swollen belly, her hair dissheveled, she still looked lovely. "Thank you, Ingmar. I owe you more than my life."[936] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 09:29 PM

[940] 

Loranna bows to Barenziah. "Thank you, Your Majesty," she says. "By the grace of Ald Raathim's spirit and the generous help of her friends, we endure. It's good to see you again and to know you are well."

How does she do it, Loranna wonders; even knowing what Barenziah is here for, she could still make Loranna blush ...[941] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 09:30 PM

[945] 
"Thank you," Reeds followed the Altmer, struggling with trying to pin down who exactly he was, "Do I know you from somewhere? You seem familiar to me." [946] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 22 2006, 09:34 PM

[950] 
Ingmar was more than aware of her loveliness, his heart picking up a few beats, as he walked further into the room.

"Well, I wasn't exactly going to let you die on the docks, now was I?" He asked, a slight twinkle in his eye. [951] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 09:37 PM

[955] 

"If you are here to ensure that the troops, gold, and ships that Helseth sent the Duchess here to bring to Morrowind have been sent, you have only just missed their launch," Queen Morgiah said to her mother, her eyes wary. "If you are here for your granddaughter's Cotillion Ball, it is underway right now ..."

"I am not here for either of those reasons," Barenziah said simply. "I am here to make certain you do your duty by your other child."

Morgiah stiffened. "I see. We should talk in private ..."

"When my grandson came to speak to you before, out of respect, he spoke to you privately," Barenziah replied. "It did not have a satisfactory conclusion. Why should I do you the same honor?"

The guards of both royal household stood at attention, but one could see that each and every one was staring at this rare sight, two powerful Queens preparing to do battle in full view of all.[956] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 09:39 PM

[960] 

"Thios," the youth said simply. "Perhaps you attended my twin sister's Cotillion at the Royal Library the other night? I am told we look very much alike."[961] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 09:41 PM

[965] 

"No, I'm glad to say you weren't," Kethiah smiled wearily. "Isidor says that you will be around, at least for the next couple of weeks?"[966] 

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 22 2006, 09:41 PM

Erenius watches, wonderring just why these two are actually here. Hearing the quarrel between the two Queens, over Barenziah's slain grandson, and what seemed to be a half-hearted defense from Morgiah, Erenius knew that there was very much a quarrel between them, reawakened by this turn of events. Something was amiss and he felt conflict was brewing, almost at its boiling point. [967] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 09:43 PM

[971] 
"Ah yes," Reeds replied, the image coming back to him. "Pleased to meet you. Although your offer is kind," He continued, "I sense a bit more motive behind this than a sympathetic heart." [972] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 22 2006, 09:45 PM

[976] 
"Yes, I'd like to make Ald Raathim my home, if possible. Find a job somewhere, maybe back at the Nymph, if I'm allowed," He said with a wink, "Find a girl to settle down with or something in that ilk ... So, yes, I'll be here for the next few weeks, at least." [977] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 09:46 PM

Loranna mentally braces herself; the words she spoke to Aedrin come back to her.

I hate what she did too ... she had said, speaking of Morgiah. And yet, during the funereal, she had thought she saw gentleness in Morgiah with her daughter, so she had felt confused.

Though, upon reflection, Morgiah didn't try to spare Rinnala any of the grief of being the center of attention and princess-hunting nobles, so ...

Troubled, Loranna watches ... [978] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 09:46 PM

Port of Firsthold
"An angry grandmother facing her ambitious daughter about her grandson.", Nalion muttered to himself. He watched the two women closely, both queens, both powerful and of reknown.
Nalion gazed sharply at both of them, hoping that things would not get nastier than they already were. Stepping in though, would be stupid, though, and probably suicidal as well. [979] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 09:54 PM

[983] 

"Be careful, mother," Morgiah said, her red eyes narrowing. As if in sympathy to the mood, the wind off the sea was blowing strong, and the Queen's white cloak whirled around her like a live creature. "You are wroth, I can see that, but I will have no one speak to me rudely in my own kingdom, not even you."

"It is not your kingdom," Barenziah replied angrily. "It is your husband's kingdom, and your children's. It is only yours through a contract with a creature --"

"Mother," Morgiah growled. "There are road if you step down, you can never return ... Think on that."
[984] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 10:01 PM

[988] 

Loranna shivers without realizing it, and looks over to Nalion.

"Dearest, sweet Wisdom, please tell me you found at least something in that book that may help us bring Goran back," she asks quietly. "Before pride and anger break what should be an inviolable bond."[989] 

Posted by: FireMaster Jan 22 2006, 10:08 PM

Erenius sees where the conversation might very well lead, and absently thumbs the hilt of his blade, sensing trouble, yet hoping it wont come to it.

He glances first towards Loranna, then Nalion, looking for a moment for a sign that this is merely banter with minimal bearing, yet somehow sensing that it is more important than that, with a possibility of ruining all they had come here for. Erenius closes his eyes and takes a lone deep breath, exhaling it slowly, trying to calm himself. [990] 

Posted by: Nalion Jan 22 2006, 10:13 PM

[994] [995] 

[998] 
Nalion watched, with a frown clearly written on his face. Just a minute ago, he wanted to stay out of the picture and now Loranna asked - pleaded - to him to step in. The mage shook his head in resignation. He lifted his hand into the air in a halting gesture as he stepped towards the two queens, ignoring the guards. His white cloak swayed in the wind, giving him an almost ghostly appearance.
"Wait," the mage shouted. "You both are mothers, and of one blood. What has happened has happened, as unfortunate as it may be. Please, by all that you hold dear, do not let your anger take over. Goranthir is blood of your blood, isn't it he who needs both of your help now?" [999] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 10:16 PM

[1003] 

"My future means nothing," Barenziah spat. "Your future and your brother's mean nothing. I could sacrifice us all without batting an eye if needs be."

"Think carefully, mother, before you act," Morgiah sneered. "Are you here to punish me, or help your grandson?"

"I am here for Goranthir," said Barenziah without a pause.

"I have done all I can for him," Morgiah replied, quietly. "I will discuss this with you in private."

"You have not done all you can," Barenziah hissed. "And the monster you have created is loosed upon the world."[1004] 

[1007] 

Barenziah looked to Nalion, and nodded.

"We will discuss this in private," the Queen Mother said. "But we will discuss it now."[1008] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 10:22 PM

[1012] 

"That's good," Kethiah smiled. She was bone tired. "I won't be getting around much I'm told, but I hope you'll take the time to visit me whenever you can. I have a feeling I'm going to be out of my mind, stuck in this room for weeks."
[1013] 

Posted by: Stargazey Jan 22 2006, 10:27 PM

[1017] 
"I'll do my best," Ingmar said with a smile. "But, I should let you get some rest now. Goodnight, Kethiah." He said, with a bow, before exiting.

ooc -- I'm off now, too. [1018] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 10:33 PM

[1022] 

Loranna turns to Nalion and whispers ... You're very, very brave ... I'll take things from here, dear.

She didn't have the heart to tell him she had meant to just ascertain if Nalion had any additional information they could offer before she spoke up herself, and that she was gathering her words even as she asked him. Wisdom did not wait for the hesitant.

Barenziah's words were weighing on her spirit, though; suddenly, the war back in Morrowind felt ... different, and in ways she didn't want to contemplate at the moment.[1023] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 10:35 PM

The War Room, The Royal Palace, Firsthold

Morgiah led the group back to the Royal Palace, but instead of going in the main entrance, they continued around through the parkland, through a silver door. It was here the generals and admirals of Firsthold prepared for war, and it was here, consciously or unconsciously, the Queen thought it best to fight with her mother.

If it was a conscious decision, its effectiveness was obvious. However the fight went, it was clear looking at all the maps and figures on the walls, all the weaponry and armor in display, that Morgiah held the ultimate upper hand: they were in her land, in her palace, surrounded by her troops. As powerful as Barenziah, Loranna, Nalion, Shaka, and all the others were, they would not stand a chance against these odds ... The message at the very least was be polite, for my sword is against your neck.

If Barenziah felt the threat, she didn't show it.

"Loranna," she said. "Tell Morgiah what has become of her son."[1024] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 10:43 PM

[1028] 

... Yes, I really am taking it from here, Loranna thinks, taking a deep breath and looking to Morgiah.

"Your Majesty," she begins, managing to keep an even tone of voice despite the anxiety she was feeling, "Goranthir has been taken over by Mannimarco's power. He is possessed, refering to himself only as Geht, and claiming that what we knew as Goran is now dead. His ability to speak with animals has become an outright power to control; he caused havoc on VVardenfell by enraging the native animals, and even commanded a dragon to his service - and, according to him, his power will grow eventually to encompass humans and mer. He ... he means to prepare the world for the coming of his 'father', the God of Worms."

She takes another deep breath, then continues. "We have tried to find a way to free Goranthir from Mannimarco's power; thus far, all we have managed to glean is that there may lie some answers in Scourg Barrow, in the Dragontail Mountains of High Rock."

She watches Morgiah's face, hoping to see some signs that the Queen really did not expect to hear such a fate befalling Goranthir. Surely even Morgiah would not have wanted this to happen ...[1029] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 10:51 PM

The Royal Cotillion, Firsthold[1030] 

[1033] 

"Do you now?" Thios smiled, taking a sip of ebonille. "You've only just met me ... what hidden motivation do you think I possess?"[1034] 

Posted by: stargate525 Jan 22 2006, 10:54 PM

[1038] 
"Hopefully the same one that I have," Reeds countered, "She dosn't seem happy with that Terilite person." He paused for a minute, "And she deserves to be happy. If I can do that for her, well..." [1039] 

Posted by: Loranna Jan 22 2006, 10:56 PM

It is now time to ...

LOCK ON!!!

Loranna [1040] 

Posted by: S'reddit Jan 22 2006, 11:00 PM

[1044] 

Morgiah took in Loranna's tale with rapt attention, but little emotion on her face. On the walk from the docks, she had composed herself, and there were no traces of the anger she had shown.

Then her face fell, looking at the silvery table they were all at.

"Pyokos," she whispered, and clouds emerged on the mirror-like surface of the table. It was a mirror, like the one Barenziah and Loranna possessed.

No face appeared in the mirror, however, and again Morgiah whispered the strange name.

Finally, something materialized. It was a face, but not a human one. A misshapen creature, fat and warty, its mouth seemingly too big for the Cyrodilic it spoke.

"Your Majesty," Pyokos said. "All is lost. Mannimarco lives."

Morgiah gasped.[1045] 

Posted by: Dreadlord7 Jan 22 2006, 11:09 PM

[1049] 


I live to Serve.[1050]  [1051]  [1052] 

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