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Posted by: Loranna Dec 17 2004, 07:33 AM

In the previous installment of this thread, the main party had reached Balmora and were welcomed as guests of King Helseth to partake of the great feast arranged by Celezar and Sheogorath. Dancing and feasting has occured, and romantic or relaxing interludes were on hand for many.

However, already things begin to darken; the Imperial Girai revealed to Loranna Meridia's plans, the Daedra servant Maranda leaves to play the villianess elsewhere in light of this, and the question of what next looms in Loranna's mind, as she frowns at the thought of the threats facing her and her Lady - and her baby.

As always, mirc ChatSpike channel #Loranna_RP is our official chatroom for the event. Everyone who plays is welcomed and encouraged to join the chat so that we may discuss plot developments and swap jokes about our characters Those who can't get into the chatroom are encouraged to PM me about any plot ideas or scene-effecting actions they have in mind; I will try to answer you with all possible speed.

Part Eight begins ...

Posted by: Glensather Dec 17 2004, 07:35 AM

QUOTE

"I think there are enough representatives of Hlaalu here for all of Vvardenfell. As for what brings me here, what else could it be but Loranna?" Then he adds under his breath, "and I'm a bit of a thief, and that only works in cities." He chuckles, then says to Tharivor, "That Bosmer sure is taking Dante through his paces. You missed Illidan's dance on the table by the way, he even had a Khajiit for a partner, both of them drunk out of their skulls!"

I laugh at the thought.
"I don't know who to feel sorry for, Illidan or the Khajit!"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 17 2004, 07:38 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Dec 17 2004, 12:18 AM)

Dante let out a low chuckle "Impressive move you have there" he said Pulling her closer and marching up the dancefloor "But how about this?" He exclaimed spinning around while launching her in the other direction, the two mer spiraled away from each other and ended up facing each other yet again, Dante clapped his hands and motioned for Mirea to come back.

"Wow, this gets you puffed out rather quickly" He muttered under his own breath, awaiting Mireas move.

"Don't hurt yourself, pretty boy!" Mirea said, laughing. "How about this one?"

She flipped upside down and stood on her hands, using her hands instead of feet for a few moments. Her knee-length skirt fell around her shoulders, and Dante was treated to an understanding of at least one of the reasons the Hlaalu nobles had gasped when she did the flip over Dante's head.

"Mirea!" Allerleirauh called, from across the room. Allerleirauh's usually strong voice emerged as a squeak, and she collapsed against the banquet table in helpless laughter, as Mirea flipped back upright, turned, and looked at her with the irreproachable dignity of a cat.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 17 2004, 07:39 AM

'What are you doing in there!' Yelled Shardie through the door of thier shared room... the door suddenly opened... 'Umm, thats a new look... did you dye your robe or somthing?'
'Ha,' Maranda said, 'Even if I tryed to dye it nothing would happen... this is a new robe...' of course, it does not posess the enchantments of the previous one... I might summon my prince later and get her to change the colour, but a Villian has to be in black...' The black robe, with a hood upcontrasted with her pale white skin and ice blue eyes...'I have a bunch in there, so you get changed too... and get Daidez and 'he-who-hunts-elves' here as well to get changed... I shall meet you at the bar downstairs, and we shall discuss our revised plans'

Posted by: Loranna Dec 17 2004, 07:41 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 01:28 AM)

"Don't hurt yourself, pretty boy!" Mirea said, laughing. "How about this one?"

She flipped upside down and stood on her hands, using her hands instead of feet for a few moments. Her knee-length skirt fell around her shoulders, and Dante was treated to an understanding of at least one of the reasons the Hlaalu nobles had gasped when she did the flip over Dante's head.

"Mirea!" Allerleirauh called, from across the room. Allerleirauh's usually strong voice emerged as a squeak, and she collapsed against the banquet table in helpless laughter, as Mirea turned and looked at her with the irreproachable dignity of a cat.

Loranna, spotting Allie, heads toward her, expression set in stone ...

Upon hearing Allie squeak, Loranna looks over in time to see Mirea's dance step, and Loranna turns her head to conceal six seconds of Nordic Mirth.

She then resumes her walk toward Allie, features set in stone with the occasional tug at the corner of her lip.

Posted by: Teleran Dec 17 2004, 07:41 AM

QUOTE(Glensather @ Dec 16 2004, 09:25 PM)

I laugh at the thought.
"I don't know who to feel sorry for, Illidan or the Khajit!"

"I don't know either, but it was a treat for the crowd, excepting some of the more uptight Mer," Then he sees Mirea flip, "Nice catch Dante! They can't be too happy about that either."

Posted by: Arynel Dec 17 2004, 07:43 AM

Arynel's eyes grew wide as he eyed Mirea.

"That one has brought to us a dance move most daring." The Breton said with a smile. "And of quite flamboyant fashion."

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 17 2004, 07:44 AM

Being surrounded on all sides by death, Allimar does, what he always does in situations like this... he panics, and hyperventilates.

“I cant take this, I cant take this, I cant take...” Allimar says, gasping between each breath.

“Shut up, and let me think!” Kasha begs, as she appears to be looking in all directions at once.

Kasha sniffed the air, she’d smelt that stench before. The rotten flesh, the blood... they were vampires. She’d tangled with some before, but she had Dur’el to help, and there weren’t so many of them. Kasha sighed as the reality of the situation they were in, caught up with her... they were going to die.

“Alright, NOW you can start screaming.” Kasha says to Allimar.

Posted by: Glensather Dec 17 2004, 07:45 AM

I stare. It's all you can do when you see a flip like that.
"The old guys in the House are going to have a heart attack over this one," I lift a drink to the brave Bosmer who... went head over heels. Looking back at Teleran, I say:

"I am the most non-noble noble there is, I think. Look at all the old guys,"

Posted by: w0nders Dec 17 2004, 07:46 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 01:28 AM)

Dante stopped, watching the site of Mireas dance move "he he" He chuckled, rubbing his chin, It was now that he had momentarily let his guard down.

Illidan lay, covered in half eaten sweetrolls, In a daze at what he had just witnessed.

Posted by: Teleran Dec 17 2004, 07:49 AM

QUOTE(Glensather @ Dec 16 2004, 09:35 PM)

"Hehe. Say, you don't mind if a few of your house members go home with a little less than they brought here, do you? Some of them look so out of it, they're just asking for it." Teleran grins maliciously in the direction of the Hlaalu nobles.

Posted by: Dumbkid Dec 17 2004, 07:50 AM

There is a muffled splash as an aquatic form rises out of the Odai river.

"Samuel smells tasties!" The Dreugh says.

Samuel flies off towards Hlaalu manor...

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 17 2004, 07:52 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 17 2004, 12:31 AM)

Allerleirauh, still laughing, caught sight of Loranna and instantly became sober. "What is it?"

Posted by: Glensather Dec 17 2004, 07:52 AM

"Oh, and just what are you planning?" I ask, knowing full well his intentions.

"You know, I should stop you, but I have no means, so be my guest... just don't take anything from me. Besides, the old guys need to realize that they aren't Daedras' gifts to Nirn."

Posted by: Meridia Dec 17 2004, 07:53 AM

Everyone sat down around the table, all looking uncomftable in thier black robes...
'Very well, our cover is blown... so there is a change of strategy... we are small and weak, they are large and many... but that is thier weakness, we shall start taking out Loranna's supporters. They are large and slow, we are few and nimble... Our weakness is in Destructive Magicks... I know a few spells, but nothing that could be launched from a hill into a mass of Loranna Worshipers... So we shall pick them off one by one, with summons, Dremora, and the like... They should be heading to Ghostgate next... we shall head to the canyon that leads there (Foyda, Maranda) and wait... I want you all to be ready in 17 minutes, I have to summon Meridia for a while...'

Posted by: Dumbkid Dec 17 2004, 07:53 AM

The door is pushed open, and a clawed-handed, tentacled creature flies into the room.

"Heyza everybody, I'm Samuel, the flying Dreugh!" The creature exclaims. "Do you have any tasties?"

Posted by: Loranna Dec 17 2004, 07:56 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 01:42 AM)

Allerleirauh, still laughing, caught sight of Loranna and instantly became sober. "What is it?"

"Couple small things ..." Loranna says quietly, glancing over at Mirea just one more time ...

First, I think we'll have to nix your idea of seeking fast-travel from the Mages Guild; I was told a little earlier that there seems to be some movement within the Guild to oppose me. Could lead to some problems down the road and we might want to keep anyone associated with me clear of the Guild till things are resolved.

Second, I've just been informed that Meridia is officially out to kill me - and that she's gotten the Moon Reiver, the Cuirass of the Savior's Hide, and ... Azura's True Name to her servant, Maranda. And I'm suspicious neither is planning on waiting till Sen-Yedda is born before using these against me.

Seeing Samuel, Loranna smiles briefly, but her attention is focused on her conversation with Allie.

Posted by: Teleran Dec 17 2004, 07:56 AM

QUOTE(Glensather @ Dec 16 2004, 09:42 PM)

"Don't worry, I won't take anything from one I fought alongside, not that you'd notice if I did." Teleran starts walking toward the nobles when the door opens to admit, "SAMUEL!?! So much for the food! Tharivor, get a bite while you can."

Posted by: Glensather Dec 17 2004, 07:58 AM

I stare at the flying Dreugh.

"What... in... Azura's... name..."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 17 2004, 07:58 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Dec 17 2004, 12:43 AM)

The door is pushed open, and a clawed-handed, tentacled creature flies into the room.

"Heyza everybody, I'm Samuel, the flying Dreugh!" The creature exclaims. "Do you have any tasties?"

Mirea's eyes went wide at the sight of Samuel. She had heard about the people seeing him the other day, but never seen him herself. Several Hlaalu retainers were moving uncertainly forward, short-swords half drawn.

Mirea tripped melodramatically across the path of two of them, causing them to crash into her and land sprawling.

Posted by: Dumbkid Dec 17 2004, 07:59 AM

"Samuel smells tasties!" The Dreugh says.

Samuel flies over to a table and wraps a tentacle around a cooked slaughterfish. Clasping the fish in a clawed hand, the Dreugh stuffs it into his mouth...

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 17 2004, 08:00 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 17 2004, 12:46 AM)

Loranna, Maranda is old news. She tried to kill you the first time we met her, and we caught her in the act. So what happens now?

You'll find that the True Name must be used quickly or not at all. We all heard it at the Trial; but it cannot be held in a mortal mind for long.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 17 2004, 08:04 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Dec 17 2004, 01:49 AM)

"Samuel smells tasties!" The Dreugh says.

Samuel flies over to a table and wraps a tentacle around a cooked slaughterfish. Clasping the fish in a clawed hand, the Dreugh stuffs it into his mouth...

Dante stands, mortified in the middle of the dance floor as this flying dreugh devouring some of the food that was on the tables.

Illidan on the otherhand, in his drunken state, started giggling insanely and throwing half eaten sweetrolls at Samuel "Ha ha ha, silly dreugh" He cackled to himself, unleashing more sweetrolls.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 17 2004, 08:05 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Dec 17 2004, 12:54 AM)

"Dreugh don't like sweetrolls," Mirea said, bouncing up off the floor. "Dreugh like... what is this, crab dip?"

She flicked a handful of some gooey mass at Samuel.

Posted by: Dumbkid Dec 17 2004, 08:06 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Dec 17 2004, 01:54 AM)

A tentacle swings forward and catches a sweetroll out of the air.

"Has Samuel found a tasty?" The Dreugh asks.

A clawed hand tranfers the sweetroll from the tentacle to the Dreugh's mouth, and he promptly devours it...

And then spits it out.

"Not a tasty!"

A glob of crab dip hits Samuel on the face.

"A tasty!" The Dreugh exclaims, licking it off.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 17 2004, 08:08 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 01:50 AM)

Loranna closes her eyes, acknowledging that Allie has a point - of course, at the time, she wasn't an expectant mother either.

... Comforting, I guess - Meridia's still a concern in that but I see your point ...

As for now? ... From what little I know, between the Reiver, the Cuirass, and her summons Maranda's dangerous enough to hurt a lot of people if she ambushed us. I don't doubt your ability to stop her but I was wondering if it might not be safer for all to try setting a trap for her - change our planned route a bit, try to lure her into an ambush, get those artifacts out of circulation before there's a chance they're let loose on civilians.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 17 2004, 08:12 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 17 2004, 12:58 AM)

I agree about the artifacts. Although the real danger is to any twit who might try using the thing. Mucking about with daedra almost never works out the way you expect it to. But then I suppose I don't have to tell you that.

Everyone's a little drunk right now; especially Aricyn. Let's talk about this in the morning. Maranda's far from here, and there are good guards. But I will speak to them with her description.

This she did, having a few words with the guards about Maranda and the other members of her small band.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 17 2004, 08:13 AM

One vampire took the initiative and leap at Kasha, which was a grave mistake. Kasha may have been outnumbered, and cornered but she wasn’t going to give up. Right as the vampire was landing on top of Kasha, its head was sliced instantly from its shoulders. The vampire slumped on the floor as Kasha held her blade in front of her, as if to say to the remaining vampires that death wouldn’t come easy to her...

“Make yourself useful.” Kasha says sliding a dagger to Allimar.

The vampires begin to close in.

Suddenly a blinding flash of light explodes inside of the tomb, temporarily blinding, Kasha, and Allimar. Kasha opens her eyes to see most of the vampires incinerated, or hiding from the tremendous light. Kasha turns towards the source of the blast and finds Dur’el smiling at her.

“I couldn’t....” Dur’el starts, then collapses to one knee.

In Oblivion Molag Bal frowns at the recent turn of events, then cracks a smirk.

Nice move mortal. Using the powers I gave you, to destroy my followers.

Back in the tomb Kasha, and Allimar run over to Dur’el.

“Come on, get up. We have to get out of here.” Kasha quickly says.

All three start to head for the entrance, as a voice shakes the tomb’s foundation with its deepness.

“I tire of this game. Its gotten old.” The voice says shaking the tomb. “Dur’el you finally broke my will, I should have never threatened the Dunmer in your presence. That was my mistake, but now this game is over and you will die. All of your souls will be mine... NOW!”

At the end of the sentence a loud rumbling is heard and the entrance to the tomb is filled with vampires and demons, all charging, full speed, at Kasha’s party...

Posted by: Dumbkid Dec 17 2004, 08:13 AM

Samuel wraps a tentacle around another slaughterfish, and heads out the door.

The Dreugh flies to the Odai river, and sinks below it's watery depths.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 17 2004, 08:15 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 02:02 AM)

No; you don't, Loranna answers, flashing a small smile. That lesson at least I've learned. That and the horror of being the only sober person at a party - though at least there's sweetrolls.

Thanks, Loranna says, taking a few breaths and calming herself.

Posted by: Archeopterix Dec 17 2004, 08:16 AM

*a voice sings from the tree* :<>

Me debunk a Tamriellian myth?
And take my life in my hands?
On the first of Morning Star we can summon Meridia
We can summon Meridia, forget Numidia!

I'll get the Masque of Clavicus Vile
We'll go around the town in style
People will wave even from a distance...

We can summon Meridia
We can summon Meridia
We can summon Meridia where my great plans begin!

Posted by: Arynel Dec 17 2004, 08:18 AM

Arynel's ears perk up at the song from the tree.

"It appears I have been bested." The Breton says with a smile. "But perhaps I can add a bit of my own."

With a wave of his hand, Arynel summons up a lute and begins to play along with the song.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 17 2004, 08:24 AM

Allerleirauh laughed at the expressions on the faces of the other party members listening to the blasphemous song. "Praise Vivec," she said, at random, to a passing Dunmer woman.

The woman might have been Telvanni; in any case, she was not a Temple supporter, clearly. She gave Allerleirauh a look and a sniff, and refilled her drink.

Allerleirauh refilled her own drink, and raised the cup. "To our noble host!"

Posted by: Loranna Dec 17 2004, 08:26 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 02:14 AM)

Loranna gets herself a glass of water, and raises her drink. "To our gracious host," she says, smiling a little.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 17 2004, 08:28 AM

With a wave of the Breton's hand, the lute vanished.

"I find I need to a time to think," Arynel mused. "a time for thoughts to sew and wisdom wells from which to drink."

The Breton quietly left the building.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 17 2004, 08:29 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 02:14 AM)

"Indeed!" yelled Dante holding up a nearby bottle of flin.

Illidan had fallen asleep but was suddenly snapped awake at the sound of Allerleirauh's voice "Hurrah!" he yelled holding up a sweetroll in triumph for some unknown reason.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 17 2004, 08:37 AM

Seeing the hordes of Demons running at them, only one word came to Dur’el’s mind... run. And so they did, hearing the screams of monsters, and feeling death nip at their heels, until they came up to a dead end, with a door.

“Damn, it’s the end of the tomb!” Dur’el yells.

“Well open the door!” Allimar replies.

“Way ahead of you.” Kasha says, already picking at the lock. “Got it!”

All three slip inside the room, barely shutting the door before the demons got to it.

“Now what?” Dur’el says.

“Don’t know. There’s only one way in, and one way out.” Kasha says gravely.

“Oh no, we’re gonna die in here! We’re gonna starve to death! I can feel it now... my stomach, I’m SO hungry!” Allimar says hopping up and down.

“Get a hold of yourself. We’ve only been in here for less then five minutes.” Dur’el says.

“Hey, look at this room.” Kasha says.

Everyone begins looking around, and notices that the whole room, looks like a giant machine, with a small lever at the base of it.

“What could this place be?” Dur’el says raising an eyebrow.

“I don’t know. The Dwemer were in to some weird stuff.” Kasha says.

They all begin looking around the room, as loud thumps can be heard coming from outside the door.

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 17 2004, 08:54 AM

The thumping outside the door gets louder and harder.

“That doors not gonna hold them.” Kasha says, looking at the already dented door.

“Its only a matter of time.” Dur’el says quietly.

“Who’d have thought it would end like this” Dur’el thinks “All these years of traveling with Kasha... all the things I’ve done. And now I’m going out like a coward, hiding inside of a room.”

Dur’el sighs and shakes his head.

As if Kasha can read Dur’el’s mind she says. “Don’t worry when they come in we’ll fight every last one of them, until we fall. It’s the heroes way to go.”

A loud thump makes all three jump, as a large crack forms in the door.

“Its almost time.” Dur’el says unsheathing his daggers.

Another loud thump, shakes the room as the crack gets bigger, and a arm lurches through the opening.

“Dur’el... I love you.” Kasha says standing next to him.

“Who doesn’t?” Dur’el replies, staring at the door.

A last thump breaks the door off its foundations, and sends it flying to the back of the room. The demons eye their meal and attack...

Posted by: Arrogant_Hero Dec 17 2004, 09:44 AM

Allimar stands at the back of the room, next to the mysterious lever, quivering in fear, as the demons attack. Kasha and Dur’el quickly spring into action. Allimar watches wishing he could do something, and also reveling in the amazing way Dur’el, and Kasha were fighting off the demons. It was as if, they where not just fighting for themselves, but for each other.

The fighting goes on for what, in Allimar’s mind, seems like hours. Dur’el and Kasha seem to be wining until, Kasha gets deeply cut from a claw of a demon. This sends Dur’el on a blind rage, he begins to thrash wildly, and quickly, chopping at anything that moves. Kasha retreats to the back of the room with Allimar, as Dur’el continues fighting. The demons finally get the best of Dur’el and slash him DEEP on his right arm, and chest. Dur’el retreats, defeated, to the back of the room, where Kasha and Allimar are.

“This is it.” Dur’el says.

Dur’el backs up to the wall, as the demons stare at Dur’el’s party, almost taunting them, before they swoop in for the final strike. Dur’el grabs Kasha’s hand and accidentally hits the mysterious switch on the wall. A blinding, flash suddenly engulfs the room. When the flash dies down, the demons outside the room, look inside of it, to see that everyone that was in the room has vanished.

Deep in Oblivion Molag Bal laughs in triumph.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 17 2004, 10:38 AM

Wrothgarian Mountains, High Rock

The Queen of Wayrest, Elysana, flung her bedsheets to the side and rang for her servants. They were still frightened, expecting the most maniacal of madnesses, but instead she gave them something that was merely mildly crazy.

'Pack,' she said. 'I would travel tomorrow.'

'For how long would you be gone?' her maid Yrgnella asks.

'A couple weeks,' said the Queen. 'I will be visiting Morrowind.'

Posted by: B Dec 17 2004, 01:38 PM

Coldharbour, Oblivion

The Psijic continued walking. Several yards away, a scamp stood in B’s path, cocked his head to one side, and continued down the corridor. Not much of a greeting, but what did B expect. He found himself in, what amounted to, a waiting room. He simply wasn’t going to open any door he pleased and enter. No matter how he felt about the princes, he wasn’t about to desecrate their domain. He would have to be patient. Time meant nothing in Oblivion.

Posted by: Nalion Dec 17 2004, 02:24 PM

Nalion had left the group for a while, unnoticed, and had trailed behind slowly. The road in front of him led southward, through the Bittercoast Region. After some time of travel, he could see the town wall and the guard towers of Caldera in the distance. The Breton mage quickened his step and after a short while, he passed through the gates of the imperial town.
The watchmen standing guard at the gates stared at him suspiciously, and when Nalion looked down at himself, he could understand them. He looked rather ragged, his red-and-black Telvanni robe was travel-worn and stained by the long walk, and the heavy rain back at Koal Cave had bleached some of the colours. He needed a shave and a bath, too. He took a room for some few hours to rest and to get himself presentable again. After he had washed and shaved, Nalion felt like he was born anew, the only lack now was appropriate clothing, and so the Breton went shopping..

"I need to get out of these rags. They're dirty, and now they're uncomfortable. And they too loudly say 'This one's a Telvanni'..."

He had in mind to take the fast-travel service of the local Mages guild, and given the 'animosity' between these two factions, refusal of service was likely if he showed off as Telvanni mage.

As he stepped out of the clothier's shop, he felt much better. The new robe, blue with slight traces of gold at the sleeves, and the yellow stole around his neck fit him well. The shirt and pants he wore under it were held in the same colour. He didn't look like a noble, but still like one of the more wealthy commoners.

Such outfitted, he entered the Caldera Mages guild, paid the travel fee and was quickly transported to Balmora.

As Nalion stepped out of the Balmora guildhouse onto the traders' street, he was immediately washed away by the merriment and fun the people had in the streets. "Helseth!", "Azura" and "Mother" cheers can be heard, interspersed by "Hurrahs" and other cries of joy.
There was food and drink aplenty, and people were eating, dancing and celebrating.

Astonished, Nalion smiled back and joined the crowd.

The careful observer though might notice that while Nalion seemed to enjoy himself, he still talked to various people, inquiring about what is happening here...

Posted by: Meridia Dec 17 2004, 05:56 PM

the four of then sat around a fire... Maranda's Robe of Cleanleness was now a nasty shade of black, thanks to the Daedric Dye of Blackining...
'So what are we to do now?' Daidez asked
'A number of things. Shardie and myself will head for Ghostgate, Daidez, you must go teach that Girai the meaning of betraying us, go and assassinate him... Elvie, head for Mornhold, carry these fake credentials to gain access to the king... on your way, stop by the garrison at Castle Ebonheart and deliver this letter to the commander of the garrison. That is all... any questions... yes, Daidez?'
'Why am I going to assassinate Girai?'
'Because have the best skills in this dark profession. Now, let us go, we shall all meet in Vivec in ten days or so...'

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 17 2004, 06:12 PM

"I need to take a walk", Azrael muttered, talking to himself as he exited Balmora. He couldn't stop thinking about the significance of the weapon Eliin offered him a day ago being his father's.

The dunmer had only been walking for a short while, when he realized he had traveled far from the town; "Very well, it seems my walk has already taken me further than I intended to go--what could a few more minutes do?". Azrael continued walking when he heard, clear as a bell Pick up your feet, now. He looked around, trying to determine where the voice had come from. Seeing nothing, he decided to continue his walk, but pulled his blade slowly from the sheath he kept in the pocket of his robe, clenching the handle tightly.

Up ahead, only a few yards down the road he now trudged along, he spotted a figure, silhouetted against the darkness; wary, he walked at a slower pace, careful not to allow his steps to waver. As he neared the figure, he realized that it was not alone, and something in the back of his mind told him that this was no longer a safe stroll. . .

(Ang)

Posted by: Meridia Dec 17 2004, 06:16 PM

'So, why are we heading back towards Balmora if we want to get away from it?' asked Shardie
'Because we took the wrong route, ok? I got lost, there I admit it!' Maranda said, frustrated
'Maranda, there is someone over there!' Shardie said, pointing to a nearby figure
'It could be Loranna's guards...' Maranda drew the Moon Riever Sword, 'Stranger, show yourself!'

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 17 2004, 06:22 PM

Azrael watched as the figure drew a large blade, the metal glinting in the faint light, resonating a slight glow as the area immediately around it began to brighten slightly. He took a second to note the uniqueness of the blade, and realized then that it was the Moon Reiver Sword, from a description Eliin had once given him. He thought to himself, preparing for a confrontation, "I have heard of this sword. It is a threat to Loranna, and must not be brought to her."

He called out to the figure, "Mer, where did you obtain that weapon? You call me stranger, but to me, you are the stranger. Identify yourself first, and your companion as well--you see me here now, alone, unaccompanied. I do not wish for trouble, I am only out on a casual stroll."

As he finished his dialogue, he positioned his feet beneath the large, black robe he wore, and slipped he dagger he held behind his back.

(Ang)

Posted by: Meridia Dec 17 2004, 06:25 PM

'Who am I? How about a simple wanderer and her companion, traveling to meet the great Azura that is said to reside in this town at the moment... we do not want trouble... 'she readied her sword, and walked foward, Shardie, despite being a Crusader, and a master at the skill of Blocking, strangly stood back... she had decided to stay out of useless battles such as this

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 17 2004, 06:29 PM

"You say you are a simple wandered; how then do you propose to explain to me this approach of yours? Why do you come forward with such a blade as this? You would do well not to carry it with you to meet the incarnate, trust me here."

Azrael watched as the Breton stepped out into the light, her sword in a position that affored an attack on her part. "So", he thought, "this one wishes to fight, now. This blade must not come close to the incarnate"

"I would have you name, traveler," the Dunmer requested, standing his ground.

(Ang)

Posted by: Meridia Dec 17 2004, 06:30 PM

'I am the High Priestess of the Cult of Meridia... who might my honoured opponent be?' she asked

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 17 2004, 06:33 PM

"So, you do wish to fight then. Very well, My name is Azrael Darkthorne, and I have no title as your own, but will not be had so easily. Ready yourself, woman; we will see how well the priestess fights."

(Ang)

Posted by: Meridia Dec 17 2004, 06:36 PM

Maranda similed... 'Charmed to meet you, a shame that one as cute as yourself must die...' Maranda sheathed her sword quickly, and placed her hand over the ring of the Shadow Mind... envoking the mystical words, the Flame Morarch, Flamey appeared ROAR!

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 17 2004, 06:44 PM

Startled by the sight of a creature appearing out of a hazy, magical fog, Azrael retreated a few steps in the opposite direction of his opponent, eyeing the strange new being as it flailed about, wreathed in flame. "What IS this thing?" he thought aloud. He looked in time to see the Breton woman smirk, before the beast jumped at him.

The Dunmer dodged it quickly, kicking it's backside as it sped by. Ember-like substance attached itself to his foot, and burned him slightly; he could feel this when he set it back on the earth. Taking full advantage of this moment, he charged the woman, as the creature turned around.

"You will perish yet wench," he muttered, as he darted to her left, drawing his blade. . .

(Ang)

Posted by: Meridia Dec 17 2004, 06:49 PM

Seeing the Dunmer charging towards her, she once more drew her sword... and prepared herself in a combat stance...
However, Flamey had changed direction, lauching a low powered fire spell, knocking Azrael to the grond... Maranda placed her sword in the ground and smiled... The Flame Monarch would have too if he could smile... ROAR! Flamey said in a satisfied tone, raising his blade for the kill... Maranda smiled... this was the end... Flamey suddenly vanished... weakened by his battle the day before, he returned to oblivion to his family... Maranda was in trouble now...

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 17 2004, 06:52 PM

"What luck!", Azrael thought to himself, seeing the Atronach standing over him vanish. He jumped quickly to his feet, seeing his opponents face change gestures. "Without your Atronach, what will you do now, Breton?". He pressed his thumb strongly against the hilt of his weapon, standing up, only a few feet from the woman.

(Ang)

Posted by: Meridia Dec 17 2004, 06:55 PM

A nasty smirk came across Maranda's face... 'You are a cute one, I shall let you live...' she whispered a few words, and three Dremora were summoned to the area... 'We shall meet again, Azrael, and then, you will be mine...' with a wink, Maranda and Shardie started running towards the east... Azrael's path was blocked by the Dremora

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 17 2004, 07:10 PM

"Yes, we will meet again," the Dunmer thought, adding a mental note to warn the incarnate of this woman upon his return to the city, and he would be turning to the city. From his immediate left he heard a rather disturbing noise, like the groan of an alit when punctured with an arrow, but an octave lower. He turned to see a triad of dremora, standing poised in combat-like stances, armed, all three, with various weapons--a short sword, a halberd-like weapon, and an unindentifiable blade, respectively.

"This woman seems to love her conjurations, doesn't she?", he remarked, throwing an insidious look at the overconfident daedra standing there.

He continued to stand still for a moment, watching the three change positions to stand side-by-side. As the last rooted it's feet in place, Azrael pounced, appearing almost beast-like in his attack. He was able to overtake the first in a flash, before it knew to do anything, taking his blade to it's throat; he pulled harshly to the left, and watched it's body vanish into a small pile of ash, the weapon left in his world.

From behind him he heard a slight clank, as the second of the group readied himself, pointing his weapon in Azrael's direction. "Watch yourself, demon", the Dunmer uttered, turning quickly to face the Dremora, the weapon of the first clenched in his hand. He made a dash at the creature, and swung the larger weapon quickly, watching the demon smack it out of the way--as it did this, Azrael slammed his dagger into it's side, and used all his weight to push it to the ground, stepping on it's face and twisting his heel. This one, at first, did not vanish as the first one had, and Azrael plunged his weapon once more into it's torso, turning to face the last.

This one had markings unlike the first two, and wielded a more deadly looking weapon. It spoke to him, in the most repulsive voice he had ever heard, "Very well, mer", it said.

Azrael lowered his stance, bending his knees until his head was level with the creature's waist. Before he was able to make his own move, the creature charged him, sword over his head. It came down with a *thudding* sound, in the place where Azrael sat, as the Dunmer rolled out of the way. He kicked his opponents head sharply, sending it to the ground; attempting to jump on this one, as he had with the first two, he was thrown off, more than a metre in destance.

"A tough one we have here," he noted, breathing heavily. The daedra hoisted itself up with the aid of the blade it carried, and Azrael charged it as quickly--once a foot away he grabbed it's shoulders, kicking towards a left kneedcap, hearing a sharp snap and watching it fall to it's knees, making a noise he could only guess was a scream. Quickly, Azrael threw it's weapon away, and placed his right leg over it's right arm, pulling back, nearly ripping it from it's socket. The Dunmer placed his own blade at the throat of this demon, muttering, "Now, this is your time". As with the first, he pulled his arm sharply towards the right, and released the dremora, watching it fall to the ground, and disappear.

Azrael wasted no time in retreating back to the city, limping slightly from the burn on his foot. "This woman shall not harm the incarnate, I will make sure of this. . ."

(Ang)

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 17 2004, 07:20 PM

*Erenius left the party after finishing his meal earlier to speak with the authorities about the attempt by Apinia on his life at the Eight Plates*

*Erenius had quickly returned as the dancing started and looked about the area*

"Least I believe everything cleared up," Erenius mutters as he stands on the side, watching both the city and the dancing with one eye each.

Posted by: Meridia Dec 17 2004, 07:25 PM

Maranda stopped... Shardie caught up
'Why did you not slay him! He was no match for you, a dagger verses the Mighty Moon Riever Sword... and you are no novice with a blade, thats for sure...'
'He is better off to me alive than dead...' said Maranda... I could use him... a nasty looking smile came across her face... Shardie did not want to know what Maranda was thinking... they continued thier treck towards Ghostgate

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 17 2004, 07:56 PM

*Azure had returned to Wayrest the previous day and looked about the city*

"There's a way," Azure muttered to himself. "There's always a way."

*Several of the assorted passersby and even vagrants looked at Azure oddly*

"...something about...castle...loyal..." was all Azure heard as he passed by two nobles in deep conversation between themselves.

"Why would two nobles be in these less desirable neighborhoods?" Azure asks to himself as he turns back.

"Can either of you please tell me..." Azure started to ask as one of them turned to Azure.

"I can help you...but I know not where this person you seek is," he replies. "I also know not one who can help you, at least not in the regard you seek."

*After a long conversation between the two, Azure looked about the city, seeing things he hadnt expected to see, even with the new information he was given*

"You may not yet see the answer, but at least the direction should be clearer," the man says as Azure notices something...an odd-looking something, along one of the walls near a vagrant.

"You're almost too clean to be truley homeless," Azure says as he pushes the person aside, revealing a jar full of keys and much more.

"Once I find were these keys go," Azure says. "Between these and my riches from earlier last month, I am set for a good while."

"Yes you are," a guard says behind Azure. "Come with me..."

*Azure is then dragged to the makeshift prisions beneath Wayrest after descending through several makeshift lifts, false walls, and yet more...*

Posted by: Celezar Dec 17 2004, 10:44 PM

*Celezar paced through the crowd, his hands folded politely behind his back as he nodded here and there at dancers and guests pleasantly. The great festival had commenced for some time now, the erratic state of Balmora blurred the line between day and night now, people slept where they fell drunk in the streets, half emtpy carts of still steaming food rolled about aimlessly, shouts of anger and merriness flew from the festival tents outside. Inside the Hlaalu Guildhouse, things were slightly less madenned, mostly due to the entry of only invited guests who were civilized enough to behave, though that is not to say that all the entertainers and musicians inside had not created a merry party within*

"So, this party was meants for the host of Dusk and Dawn. I do wonder though, what is it that drives Azura to this state?"

"I am sure it is because she lacks what master Sheogorath has."

"Oh, and what might that be, Celezar?"

"Dominion over all, puppet, he is the grand puppeteer of us all!"

"Indeed, Celezar, indeed..."

*At that Celezar winks at his reflection in a nearby window before raising his wine glass slightly*

"Hail master Sheogorath, may the sweetrolls bless him so..."

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 17 2004, 11:16 PM

After his little conversation, Dagoth decides to see why an old 'friend' of his is at the party. "Hello good sir, I need to ask you something."

'...... Ah, Celezar, what a 'pleasant' surprise. Are you here to harrass me? Or perhaps to try to ruin my existance?'

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 17 2004, 11:19 PM

*Orion sat about nibbling and sipping on the sustenence. He was amused by the songs and the appearence of Samuel but all in all could not stop thinking of his actions earlier in the day. He hung around a corner just sort of gazing about the room, eavesdropping on some small petty conversation*

"I heard that this Loranna was to marry Helseth" said an elder High Elf

"Ptue! Azura would never swoop down to marry Helseth! the Dunmer do not have kings" an Ald Dunmer squabbled back

fools...how can rumors truely depict something as powerful as fate?

*He continued to look around...noticing the jubilee and cordial attitude of everything*

"I think...I'll go get some more food...Its been ages since I had a meal as good as this"

*He walked over to the table and picked at the food. Oh the food! There was grilled Slaughterfish, Mudcrab pie, rolls, dip. All varieties of bread and cheeses. And huge slabs of finely spiced and smoked meats*

"Looks good." He said while picking up some of everything "Now for some drinks

*Over at the drink counter the was all types of drinks. All of the local brews and dozens of exotic brews he had never even heard of such as Hollyberry Cordial, Ra' Lan' Toe Fizz and Nordic Spiced Mead.*

I cant allow drinks of this caliber to go bad

*He picked as many flasks as he could fit in his bag and went to find a seat*

Posted by: Celezar Dec 17 2004, 11:29 PM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 17 2004, 05:06 PM)

*Celezar smiled pleasantly at Dagoth, folding his hands in front of him neatly, putting his wine glass away for the momment*

"Ah, Dagoth, we were just thinking of you, werent we, Celezar?"

"Indeed, puppet, we have been pondering about you, dear Dagoth."

"Tell me, Dagoth, how have you been of late? Does my new form please you?"

*Celezar chuckled a bit*

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 17 2004, 11:31 PM

'Uh...... well it is better than right after you got thrown up...... anyway, why are you here? And why do I sense two beings in you?'

Posted by: Celezar Dec 17 2004, 11:40 PM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 17 2004, 05:21 PM)

'Uh...... well it is better than right after you got thrown up...... anyway, why are you here? And why do I sense two beings in you?'

*Celezar grinned sickly at Dagoth*

"Two beings?"

"In me?"

"Impossible!"

"I concur!"

*Celezar gave a sharp laugh, it was cold and devoid of emotion as though he were completely barren inside*

"As for this little party, Dagoth, cheer up! Have you no respect for the host of this great feast?"

*Celezar chuckled again, this time more pleasantly*

"Yes, this is quite a lovely party I've thrown here, isnt it? I'm afraid I cant take all the credit though, as it is the courtesy of the great master Sheogorath."

*Celezar bows politely, as if Sheogorath stood next to him*

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 17 2004, 11:42 PM

*Erenius stops watching things and goes to Dagoth and Celezar*

"So...the puppet master returns?" Erenius asks, half-mockingly.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 17 2004, 11:42 PM

'I find it hard to believe that you could throw such a party. Now tell me this, why were you watching me and Loranna dancing? Do you find it funny?!'

Posted by: Celezar Dec 17 2004, 11:47 PM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 17 2004, 05:32 PM)

'I find it hard to believe that you could throw such a party. Now tell me this, why were you watching me and Loranna dancing? Do you find it funny?!'

*Celezar strokes his beard calmly, he takes a small sip from his wine glass*

"If not watching a pile of bones dance with the queen of Dusk and Dawn, then what might I have been amused by? Now tell me, if not Sheogorath himself, who else might take it upon themselves to throw a party for a daedric prince, especialy one so grand, hmmm?"

*Celezar then turns to Erenius and smiles pleasantly*

"Ah yes, I have returned indeed, at last my puppet strings have been straightened and Sheogorath has shown me my path. Tell me though, have you found yours?"

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 17 2004, 11:51 PM

"I have found my path," Erenius replies. "I may not yet know the entire path, but at least I am following one. And have you ever considered leaving Sheogorath's services, and maybe taking up a less dangerous path, or maybe if danger is your preference, taking up a path that would help the empire and not a Daedra Prince?"

Posted by: Loranna Dec 17 2004, 11:52 PM

QUOTE(Celezar @ Dec 17 2004, 05:37 PM)

Loranna, sipping her water, finds herself feeling an odd lack of sensation - namely a lack of desire for beer or mead. She wonders if this is just a passing phase or a more permanent change in her pallete's tastes.

Looking around she notices Dagoth and Erenius talking with the odd fellow who had been floating a few feet behind her earlier, admiring intently the fall of her blond hair over her shoulders and down her back. She reaises her eyebrows.

Posted by: Celezar Dec 17 2004, 11:55 PM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 17 2004, 05:41 PM)

"The Empire now was it?"

"Oh dear lord, Celezar, he wants us to join the Empire! Is he joking?"

*At that Celezar threw his head back and gave a hearty laugh that lasted quite a while. Celezar then patted Erenius's cheek*

"Dear boy, I think you've got me all wrong!"

"Indeed he has, just think, what would Sheogorath think of this boy?! How amusing!"

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 12:00 AM

*Erenius is startled by the comment and thinks of how to reply*

"It was meant as no joke," Erenius says thoughtfully. "Just remember this, despite the fact that your current master will far outlast the Empire regardless, the Empire's survival, even in the short-term, is of great concern to you. The Empire stays together, it is of your benefit, if it falls, it is to your detrement..."

*Erenius looks the Breton over for a bit, but says nothing more*

Posted by: Celezar Dec 18 2004, 12:04 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 17 2004, 05:50 PM)

"Is that what they say now a day? Thats not quite what I hear in the house of madness, now is it, Celezar?"

"I cant say it is, Celezar."

"As I thought. Dear boy, the house of madness has a whim and scheme of its own, perhaps some day, when you join, you will fully understand."

*Celezar gives a wink and a chuckle at Erenius*

Posted by: Aki Dec 18 2004, 12:05 AM

While the others are talking , Reeichi was eating, and Dar'var was passed out somewhere on the floor. Reichi regarded the situation between Slyvos, Erenius and the Breton Celezar. "Weird guy...." he mumbled.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 12:07 AM

*Erenius says nothing again*

"Well, I best leave you two to your company," Erenius says as he leaves their company for more to eat and some drink.

Posted by: stratigo Dec 18 2004, 12:16 AM

Zaldaar stood in the shadows, barely visable. He was listening in on the many conversations. The one that caught his interest was, however, the one Celezar was in. It was funny. There seemed to be two of them in one body. It went as deep as the soul. Well it was amusing at least.

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 12:20 AM

*Orion was sitting by himself at a table...enjoying the peace he had at last if only for a few nights. He noticed the lich and the old man conversing*

What an odd pair...

*He sat back and looked around some more. He noticed Loranna and Allerleirauh conversing, the Imperial, Erenius, getting more sustenance and a band about to begin playing*

Its nights like these that seem to melt away all the faults of a man...until he wakes up...into the nightmare which is life...

*Orion lay back in his chair and closed his eyes, absorbing all the goodness in the air*

Posted by: Arynel Dec 18 2004, 12:37 AM

Arynel silently entered Hlaalu Manor. The Breton scanned the goings on in the room, and wandered over to a table lined with food and drink.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 12:45 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 17 2004, 06:27 PM)

Arynel silently entered Hlaalu Manor. The Breton scanned the goings on in the room, and wandered over to a table lined with food and drink.

Despite having just eaten a little while ago Loranna stil lfeels a bit peckish and leaves Celezar and the others to their conversation to get something light - maybe some crab meat ...

As she heads to a food-laden table she passes Arynel and stops to say to him "Hello again dear; lovely singing earlier, as always."

Posted by: Arynel Dec 18 2004, 12:46 AM

Arynel turns to Loranna and opens his mouth as if to speak, but closes it instead.

The Breton offers a smile, and then turns back to the food and drink.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 12:49 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 17 2004, 06:36 PM)

Arynel turns to Loranna and opens his mouth as if to speak, but closes it instead.

The Breton offers a smile, and then turns back to the food and drink.

Loranna regards Arynel for a few seconds, wondering if she should say anything else. She decides to simply nod to him, saying "Take care," and continues on her way to the crab meat.

... This really isn't the place or time to get into what happened in Skyrim anyway, she thinks to herself. Just let it be you and he being guests at a party and relax, Lor.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 12:52 AM

*Erenius looks over the foods, taking a few bits of some rat meat stew and a few crab and bittergreen rolls and placing those on his plate and finding a place to sit and enjoy his second, or was it third, dinner of the night*

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 18 2004, 01:14 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 17 2004, 03:28 AM)

Wrothgarian Mountains, High Rock

The Queen of Wayrest, Elysana, flung her bedsheets to the side and rang for her servants. They were still frightened,

expecting the most maniacal of madnesses, but instead she gave them something that was merely mildly crazy.

'Pack,' she said. 'I would travel tomorrow.'

'For how long would you be gone?' her maid Yrgnella asks.

'A couple weeks,' said the Queen. 'I will be visiting Morrowind.'

Elysana's maid found the necklace, while packing, and delivered it to her mistress.

The necklace was a delicate thing, made for a royal child, hung with a pendant shaped like a rose.

With the necklace was a note, in very precise, careful handwriting.

Your Majesty,

You can't keep bad things out without keeping out good things as well. I hope you will accept this small gift in the spirit in which it was intended.

your servant,
T. Gaerington

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 18 2004, 01:16 AM

Azrael dragged himself back into Balmora, and headed for an infirmary; "Where is the blasted thing? I know it's around here somewhere". He recalled being healed once in a Temple and, having needed healing few times since his arrival in Vvardenfell, headed towards it. On the way he looked over at the Hlaalu Council hall, still hearing the party roaring on, thinking to himself, "I will tell her, but it will wait until the party has finished. That woman, whoever she was, headed opposite the town; we're safe, for now."

The Dunmer arrived at the entrance to the Temple building, and was greeted by a rather cheery, stout Imperial. "Dunmer, you look as though you could use some healing. Come in now, and allow us to tend your wounds." Azrael looked up and replied, in a low voice, "You read my mind, Imperial. Please. . .lead the way". He picked up his pace, following the acolyte, cringing at every step.

He was led into a small room, just right of the entrance, and sat down on a bed. "I shall return shortly," the pudgy man announced, and he strolled quickly off, whistling a faint, but familiar, tune. Azrael waited for what seemed like a lifetime, but in reality was 5 minute, maybe a little more, before hearing the whistling grow closer. He gazed at the door to the room, waiting for it to move, when he heard the noise stop, and light chatter ensue. He perked his ears up, straining to hear the voices from where he sat, not wanting to risk getting closer to the door.

"There is a Dunmer in here who has a rather nasty looking burn on his foot; he's been getting into some trouble, I can tell--that's an Atronach Burn"

"Very well, Iann'. It doesn't matter how he has come to this harm; he is on our temple now, and we must see to him as any other."

He sat back as the door opened, and watched an elder Dunmer enter. The Old mer smiled, revealing wrinkles well over 200 years in age, as he whisked himself across the room, ending at Azrael's side. "Ahh, you have some nasty burns on this foot Mr. . .erm?"

Not wanting to hand out his name to someone he did not know so eagerly, he drew something from his imagination. He replied, answering the first thing that popped onto his tongue, "My name is Jiualtar, dunmer." "Please," the mer replied, "Call me Gzareein." Azrael smirked, as the Priest took a look at his foot, "If I can pronounce that again," he thought.

Gzareein looked over his foot a few times, casually asking, "Where did you get this burn? It looks rather nasty, a magic based flame no doubt." Not knowing what to say, Azrael once more delved into his creative side, pulling out a reasonable excuse, "I was helping a family member to start a fire with minimal wood," he said, "It was a small fireball spell gone wrong." He could tell that the priest did not believe him, but that didn't matter now, he had already shared the excuse.

He watched as the old mer uttered a gangle of words, and wrapped a small piece of cloth around his foot, with a type of ointment on it, which he informed Azrael, "Was the product of the old Balmora Alchemy student Azrael, who left about a day or so ago for Gnisis." "Hah," he said to himself, " I thought I recognized that. Mmm, the smell of golden kanet; wonderful."

"You must be careful with this foot; the ointment is predicted to heal your wound within the hour, but you mustn't rub the cloth too much, or it won't take full effect."

Azrael stood up, smiling, and thanked the priest, heading out the door, back to his home for now. He could feel the old Dunmer's eyes on his back for the duration of his walk. . .

(Ang)

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 18 2004, 01:25 AM

Wrothgarian Mountains, High Rock.

“Where did you find it, girl?” the Queen asked, shocked by how soft her own voice sounded. Almost girlish.

It angered Elysana, this weakness, and she snatched the note and the letter out of the maid’s hands. “Go back to packing. Leave me.”

When the maid left, the Queen put the necklace on and looked at herself in the mirror. She hadn’t realized before then that there were tears in her eyes.

Posted by: Nalion Dec 18 2004, 01:27 AM

Over the past few hours, Nalion had inquired about the happenings in the town, that Azura had arrived, King Helseth held a feast to honour her and so on. The rumours he heard of Azura being with Helseth's child were just that, rumours, to be exact, several versions of rumours...
Still, the one rumour that a great feast and celebration was occurring in the Hlaalu Manor, was too common to be denied fully. Thus, Nalion made his way through the crowd towards the western part of the town, to the manor district. The two guards in front of the entrance waved him through without much objection.
Nalion straightened and tugged at his robe. He seemed a bit nervous, having never truly attended a ball...

Standing in front of the doors to the main room, the Breton mage takes a deep breath, then he swings them open and enters, looking at the scenery in front of him and searching for friendly faces.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 18 2004, 01:29 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 17 2004, 06:15 PM)

Within the Void, Mirror stood watching.

"Good," he whispered. "Better than I had any right to hope for. May not all your dreams be nightmares, Queen of Wayrest."

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 18 2004, 01:31 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 07:19 PM)

Within the Void, Mirror stood watching.

"Good," he whispered. "Better than I had any right to hope for. May not all your dreams be nightmares, Queen of Wayrest."

(THE VOID:)

"Good evening, Tris," said a deep, quiet voice.

Leseth hung in the void, his cloak flowing out from his huge, armored body. Nearby, the delicate pale figure of Bosriel floated, waiting.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 18 2004, 01:32 AM

Wrothgarian Mountains, High Rock

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 07:19 PM)

Within the Void, Mirror stood watching.

"Good," he whispered. "Better than I had any right to hope for. May not all your dreams be nightmares, Queen of Wayrest."

Mirror’s assessment is somewhat altered when the Queen of Wayrest angrily throws a vase into the mirror, shattering it.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 18 2004, 01:37 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 17 2004, 06:21 PM)

Mirror's breath caught in his throat. He had heard of Leseth, but never seen him. And the child was something entirely outside his experience. A child Void Ranger?

"You are Leseth?" he asked. "It's Mirror, usually, at least when I haven't been introduced. You never know who might be listening."

In the world Inside, he heard the tinkling of glass shattering.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 18 2004, 01:39 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 07:27 PM)

Bosriel smiled and licked her lips, which were suddenly as red as her eyes. "You've never seen me before, but I know you completely. It sounds like the Mirror has broken. Want to play?"

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 18 2004, 01:40 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 07:27 PM)

(THE VOID:)

Leseth's body does not move.

"A moment, Little One."

"Your presence here surprises me. I would have thought you smarter than to prod the queen twice. Are you so blind with love that you would risk this much?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 18 2004, 01:45 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 17 2004, 06:30 PM)

Mirror could feel the pulse in the base of his throat, quicker than it should have been. Who or what was the child? If she was with Leseth, surely he should trust her. Leseth was a terror, a seeming monster - but he had always been loyal to the Guild and its laws. Somehow, Leseth knew about Ciel. That did not reassure him.

"I... I couldn't think of anything else to try," he said. "She already knows about us, it's not risking anything new. The only way to stop her from sending more men after Ciel forever is to make her not want to send them."

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 18 2004, 01:49 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 07:35 PM)

The Void.

Bosriel remained silent, and did not come closer to Mirror, but moved in a circle around him, her eyes never leaving his, her dark hair floating about her as if she were suspended in water. Her face was still, but there was hunger in her eyes.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 18 2004, 01:53 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 07:35 PM)

(THE VOID:)

"Ciel has been dealt with... by me. The queen has no need to send more men.

"You have broken rules, Tris Gaerington. Do you not realize what you have done by awakening an earthly queen to This?" he says, gesturing to infinity. "And still, you speak of your worry for that man.

"The queen came to MY house, looking for ME. What you have done cannot go unpunished."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 18 2004, 02:01 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 17 2004, 06:43 PM)

Ciel... what was he saying?

Mirror only barely heard the rest of Leseth's words. His muscles moved without his conscious control, his hands shaking. Part of him wanted to rush forward in what would surely be a suicidal attack, and part of him demanded that he flee.

He had to find Dragon. Surely there was some mistake.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 18 2004, 02:05 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 07:51 PM)

The Void.

The concentric circles of Bosriel’s rotation about Mirror were becoming tighter. She was perceptibly closer each turn. He could field a child’s fingers running through his hair, pulling at his shirt.

Reacting to a touch, he had turned around, and when he turned back, she was face to face with him, an angelic smile on her dark red lips.

"Leseth says you have been a bad, bad boy."

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 18 2004, 02:08 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 07:51 PM)

"Go ahead and run, it will be all the more fun that way.

"But," he says, reaching behind him, beneath his cloak, "do you truly want to?"

Leseth produces a human arm, torn violently from the shoulder. There is no more blood left in the limb to spill into the Void. Upon the pallid finger is a signet ring, in the shape of a rose.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 18 2004, 02:11 AM

The Void

Bosriel’s sweet smile widened, and now Mirror could see the fangs.

"Look at me for a little while, and you won't feel any pain."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 18 2004, 02:13 AM

QUOTE(Rhedd @ Dec 17 2004, 06:58 PM)

Mirror recoiled from the smiling child, then saw the severed arm.

The ring was familiar, but the square, swordsman's hand was even more familiar.

Mirror carried no sword; but he still had the dagger Ciel had given him. He drew it now and hurled himself forward, at impossible speeds, to plunge it into Leseth's gut.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 18 2004, 02:18 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 08:03 PM)

The dagger found the join in Leseth's armor, and drove deep into him.

Leseth's red eyes narrowed. A huge bear-like hand swept out and grabbed Mirror's arm, pulling him closer to the looming form.

Leseth smiled. "So be it."

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 18 2004, 02:22 AM

The Void

Bosriel floated towards the two, shaking her head as if in sadness, but still smiling brightly. "Time to play."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Dec 18 2004, 02:24 AM

Within Leseth's grip, Mirror struggled, but he found he was unable to escape. The strange white heat he felt at the thought of Ciel's death was not his friend now; he could not think clearly enough to escape.

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 18 2004, 02:27 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Dec 17 2004, 08:14 PM)

The Void

Mirror felt cold breath on the back of his neck, and then something sharp dug into his shoulder. Bosriel had lied. There was some numbness, but there was plenty of pain as well.

Posted by: Rhedd Dec 18 2004, 02:36 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 17 2004, 08:17 PM)

The Void

Mirror felt cold breath on the back of his neck, and then something sharp dug into his shoulder. Bosriel had lied. There was some numbness, but there was plenty of pain as well.

Leseth watched calmly as Mirror lost consciousness.

"Stand back, Little One. He was once a wolf as are we. We shall find you a nice sheep to fill your belly."

Leseth holds Mirror at arm's-length, and raises his other mailed hand.

A moment later, Mirror's blood rains down into the Void... into the land of lost coins.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 02:55 AM

Hlaalu Guildhouse, Balmora

Even for the incarnate of Azura, there was only so much dancing and being on her feet that she could take for one day - especially considering her pregnancy. As the night wore on and people began either succumbing to fatigue, iniberation, or just plain desire for quiet, Loranna looks for a comfy chair on which to sit, to let her feet get the rest they sorely need.

Taking a sweetroll and a glass of water with her, she steers away from the larger clumps of sitting people, and finds an open chair at a table, where a few books have been left. Setting her food and drink down, she picks up one title - Master Zoaraym's Tale - and begins reading through it, growing increasingly drawn into the tale of a priest's lesson in the importance of beginning as well as advanced knowledge.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 18 2004, 03:02 AM

With a wave of his hands, a lute appeared in the Breton's arms. He began to sing:

And so it goes the onward way
Note by note the song to play
Sky above and ground below
Thus the path we seek to know

Ever onward as the day
Turn to night the spinning tale
Story ever written by
The hopes and dreams of good and vile...

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 03:08 AM

*Erenius finishes his food and looks about, noting the quieting of the room*

"May haps something good will finallyl come of all from the past few days," Erenius says, quite satisfied at the scene as he sips a drink brought to him by one of the Hlaalu wanderring about.

Posted by: Nalion Dec 18 2004, 03:12 AM

Nalion moves slowly thought the ballroom. Remains of food still lay on various plates, which made Nalions stomach growling.
Erenius stood watching and eating some paces away and Nalion gave him a friendly nod. Arynel played a song on his lute.

"As usual, the party's over when I arrive... the perfect time!" Nalion smiles, relieved that he had avoided the dancing. He leans back on a wall, taking an untouched flask of brandy from one of the tables. He lifts it in a short salute to Erenius and Arynel, then takes a deep swallow.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 03:14 AM

*Erenius walks over to Nalion*

"Nice to see you Nal," Erenius says, setting his plate and drink down. "You arent exactly arriving when everything may ahve occurred, I wasnt even here when that happened, but I will say that you are far from late enough to be leaving in the next hour."

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 03:15 AM

*Orion walks up to Arynel*

"So a bard you be?...I too am something of a poet...come lets hear it!"

Posted by: Nalion Dec 18 2004, 03:17 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 18 2004, 02:04 AM)

"Thank you for the welcome, Erenius! I see you're doing well! Have I missed anything important?" Nalion answers while grabbing a piece of crab meat.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 18 2004, 03:18 AM

QUOTE(OriontheHunter @ Dec 17 2004, 07:05 PM)

*Orion walks up to Arynel*

"So a bard you be?...I too am something of a poet...come lets hear it!"

With a wave of the Breton's arms, his lute vanished.

"I am none but a traveler of humble standing." Arynel said. "Feel free though, poet, to share with us a rhyme or measure."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 03:19 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 17 2004, 08:52 PM)

"'I never had a choice to rise in the Temple,' Taren replied. 'Every day, I cleaned the training chambers of the elite classes and then the beginners'. So you see, I never had the misfortune to forget those early mistakes, lessons, and techniques while observing and learning the ways of the Masters.'

Loranna hears Arynel's voice, his distinctive tone and playing carrying over the din of peoples' conversations with a supple grace that made it all sound so easy to just pick up a lute and let one's heart sing.

Loranna sips her water and lets her mind drift a bit, thinking back to the last few days in Skyrim, and her talk with Arynel while Lord Ciel's forces approached ...

It was just like all the other pain she had felt now - still there, still part of her, but no longer bring new tears or heated arguments in her own head about how she was such a bad person but so was everyone else or anything like that. It was, simply, what had happened; she bore the mark of the tears cried and continued on, to find new pain and new lessons to learn.

She thinks, not for the first time, that her whole sojurn through Skyrim was a series of lessons learned dearly, though never timely - the things she figured out on her own still felt right but had no real relevance to what she was going through at the time, nor any real use to those around her, and the lessons she learned the hard way .... were the epitome of hindsight. And doubtless, more lessons were forthcoming. She wonders briefly if she'll have learned all she was meant to learn by the time she dies or if there will still be things left unlearned.

She sighs; such thoughts were silly and didn't do anything helpful. She learned hard elssons and will learn more; just so long as she didn't start forgetting what she had learned, then everything should be as all right as it could be.

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 03:20 AM

Fine then,

Once upon a time
In an age so far away
A land so beautiful flourished
Or so the stories say

Eternal sunrises and everlasting eves
Thick golden forests and dew on the leaves
These stories and fables, myths and tales
Fuel our fires and fill our sails

Pushing us forward and driving us on
Our glimpse of reality now is gone
Throwing us to darkness…condemning us to lies
All you fakes people ignoring my cries

To get back to reality to get back to truth
Fighting your fakeness, ignoring your couth
I struggle on alone and aware
That all our future holds is cold and despair

*Orion turns and walks away down and takes a seat at a table*

Posted by: Arynel Dec 18 2004, 03:23 AM

Arynel listened to Orion's poem, and nodded as he walked off a took a seat at a nearby table. The Breton spoke:

So goes the song
Measure by measure
Each a note but not a conductor
Play your part as best you can
More power not lies in your hands...

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 03:23 AM

"I really wouldnt know," Erenius replies. "Not long after comming here, a former friend of mine found me at the Eight-Plates and tried to strike me down...I had little choice but to cleave her hand. Been trying to sort through that for a while."

*Erenius pauses for a moment while thinking of something before continuing*

"Just curious, but I havent seen or heard from Azure Allant in a good number of days, and seeing as how you were with him last from what people have spoken when leaving the Cave of Senses, I wonder if you would know," Erenius asks finally.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 18 2004, 03:27 AM

And so, as the party began to calm down a bit, Dagoth become bored once again. 'There is nothing to do in this place....... everyone who doesn't know me well avoids me because of the dreadful presence I have to all but my comrads and friends. Hm...... maybe I can try summoning something to perform for everyone?'

Posted by: Nalion Dec 18 2004, 03:29 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 18 2004, 02:13 AM)

"You've been attacked and cleaved a hand from a woman? You must have had real reason to do this, and to forsake your gentleman's behaviour for this." Nalion wonders.
"Yes, Azure and myself were together at the cave of the dog." Nalion told Erenius. "He found some treasure that he kept. We parted ways after the events, he wanted to go north and west after that. I do not know his exact destination, I'm sorry."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 03:33 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 17 2004, 09:17 PM)

Dagoth feels a mental tap on his shoulder. Dear, I think the Grandmaster would be a mite perturbed if people started summoning things, she says gently.

The party's hitting a lull; it happens. Trust me, best to just sit back and relax while you can.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 18 2004, 03:34 AM

'Okay Loranna, I won't.' Dagoth stops his summoning.

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 03:35 AM

*Orion, noticing a lull in the party takes this time to go outside and get a breath of fresh air*

*He sees Azrael heading towards the party*

"Hello!"

Posted by: Aki Dec 18 2004, 03:36 AM

Suidddenly a cat fell from a tree..

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 03:37 AM

"Hmm...I had little choice, Nal," Erenius replies. "And besides, she came upon me, I had little choice. Last I heard, she was still alive, tended to by healers from both the Mages Guild and Temple I believe...the locals, including the legion garrison are searching for whomever the lady was working for. SHe made mention that it had to do with the events in Skyrim when we fought off those Reavers. Something about a Highwaymen's guild and killing their three highest leaders there...not sure specifically what because jsut after that, she lunged at me and I wished for minimal bloodshed, so I amputated her hand from the wrist below in a single swipe with my blade. I hate having to draw the blade's first blood when the blood is of one who would be otherwise innocent."

"As for Azure, you say we went West and North?" Erenius continues. "Likely to High Rock, to Daggerfall...from there, I have no idea where he be going, but I'd imagine to Wayrest...trying to make a few more coins from me, and the party. And I feel that that lady may verily been contacted by Azure while he was on the ship west."

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 18 2004, 03:38 AM

Nearly to his house, Azrael decided that he would rather not spend the night alone; in light of the party, he chose to head back to the Hlaalu council building. Upon arriving at the plateau, he notices that things have begun to slow down, and that Orion is standing outside of the building. He hears a greeting, and smiles, striding, with a slight limp, over to the source.

"Ahh, hello there!" he exclaims, happy to hear the voice of a friend, for once tonight.

(Ang)

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 18 2004, 03:39 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Dec 17 2004, 08:26 PM)

Reichi raises a eyebrow, watching the bonelord juggle. Dar'var however, was STILL passed out in on the ground. sleeeping off his sugar-high.

'I think that man is drunk. Very very drunk.'

(ooc: people I edited the bonelord thing. DON'T say anything about it.)

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 03:40 AM

"How do you feel? There is lots of sustenance and song inside to make you feel good as new"

*Orion walks over to his friend and helps usher him to the door*

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 03:40 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 17 2004, 09:24 PM)

'Okay Loranna, I won't.' Dagoth stops his summoning.

Loranna shakes her head, still smiling.

Most people here aren't used to seeing monsters as anything other than threats to their lives and loved ones, she explains. I know differently but most people don't - and it's not a good idea to try educating them en masse through a demonstration. Trust me, it's been tried.

She giggles a little. Besides, you'll need your magicka for keeping your disguise up.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 18 2004, 03:41 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 17 2004, 08:30 PM)

'Heh, good point. Hey by the way, I have been meaning to ask you this. Do I look better to you with or without the illusion?'

Posted by: stratigo Dec 18 2004, 03:43 AM

Zaldaar wondered over to the bar and grabbed a drink. He was also bored. He looked over at dagoth lich and a malicious thought went through his head. He banished it immediantly, though it would be funny to see the reaction when a Lich appeared, and it's head was flying through the air.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 03:44 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 17 2004, 09:31 PM)

'Heh, good point. Hey by the way, I have been meaning to ask you this. Do I look better to you with or without the illusion?'

I don't bother asking myself that, Loranna says to Dagoth. You are quite handsome as a Dunmer, and you are very striking as a Lich. Either way though, I can see they're both you, so it doesn't really matter.

Posted by: Nalion Dec 18 2004, 03:45 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 18 2004, 02:27 AM)

"I've fought one of them back then, so that probably makes me a target, too. Thank you for the warning, my friend. I shall be wary. Could you perhaps give me a short description of the woman so I might recognize her?" Nalion frowns, an uncomfortable feeling running down his spine. His fingers unconsciously trace the hilt of his dagger tucked at his right side.
"I hope the party did not run into anything unpleasant during the way to Balmora?" Nalion inquired.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 18 2004, 03:46 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 17 2004, 08:34 PM)

'Okay, just curious. I like to know these things sometimes.....'
Dagoth's illusion once again allows him to blush a bit.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 03:47 AM

"She's a Colovian Imperial. Average height, decent build, one hand now should you see her, longer than normal brown hair," Erenius says. "There's more, seeing as how I knew her back in Cyrodiil, but thats all for now..besides, once you see all that, it should be enough to make you realize that its hte person..."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 03:51 AM

QUOTE(Dagoth Lich @ Dec 17 2004, 09:36 PM)

'Okay, just curious. I like to know these things sometimes.....'
Dagoth's illusion once again allows him to blush a bit.

Loranna smiles, slowly getting up. Relax love; just try to enjoy watching the mortals make merry. Or, right now, rest and wonder how much they've had to drink.

Loranna slowly starts wandering around, looking to see what her companions are up to.

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Dec 18 2004, 03:53 AM

'How many drinks they've had..... I lost count of that after the first couple thousand.....' Dagoth says with whatever mirth is left in him.

Posted by: Solin Dec 18 2004, 03:53 AM

Liris smiled and let out a small laugh at the retainer’s joke. The lord was turning to fetch a new goblet of wine when he caught Loranna in the corner of his eye. She was alone and appeared to be looking for someone. Now would be a good time to broach an issue weighing heavily on his mind. With a small bow he dismissed himself from the Hlaalu and made his way across the chamber to Loranna’s side.

“My lady, how goes your evening?” he asked.

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 18 2004, 03:54 AM

QUOTE(OriontheHunter @ Dec 17 2004, 09:30 PM)

"How do you feel? There is lots of sustenance and song inside to make you feel good as new"

*Orion walks over to his friend and helps usher him to the door*

"Feeling? I can't feel much of anything at the moment; a balm, which I created, was administered to my foot a few moments ago by a temple priest, in an effort to eliminate the pain I was feeling from the burn on my foot caused by an. . .altercation earlier. Unfortunately, it's taken affect a bit too well, and I can't feel myself. If you would help me into the hall, I would be much obliged."

Azrael, helped by Orion, stepped into the Hall, taking in a number of smells, among them sweetrolls, his favorite. . .

(Ang)

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 18 2004, 03:56 AM

Nileno Doravyn walked up the stairs to the uppermost tower of the Hlaalu Manor where she had a sentry planted. She crept carefully to catch him if he was asleep, but he wasn’t. And he had company, one of the men who had accompanied Loranna was with him. She didn't know which one, they all looked equally scruffy to her.

“No sign of King Helseth still?” she asked, no longer hiding her irritation. The party had been expensive, and if the King was not coming, it bothered her that she was only entertaining his friends.

The sentry shook his head.

She stomped back down the stairs. It had come to the point where she would have to hire a scout, to see where the King was.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 03:56 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 17 2004, 09:43 PM)

Loranna chuckles at Dagoth, though her expression becomes more serious when Lord Liris approaches.

"My Lord; my evening goes ... well, it goes. There will be things to worry about in the morning, but for right now I'm simply trying to relax and enjoy the party."

She looks at him curiously. "Is something on your mind dear?"

Posted by: Nalion Dec 18 2004, 03:56 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 18 2004, 02:37 AM)

"Thank you, Erenius, that would suffice. I think I'll recognize her now. If not by her maimed arm, then by her looks." Nalion answers with a grateful nod.

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 18 2004, 02:41 AM)

Seeing Loranna walking seemingly aimlessly around, Nalion approches her carefully.
"My greetings, Loranna. I see you have found quite some accommodation. I hope you both are well."

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 03:57 AM

*Orion helped his Azrael over to a chair near Loranna, Liris, and Dagoth*

"Here just sit here." he said to Azrael "Ummm...just tell me what food you would like and ill get it for you!"

*Orion suddenly turned his attention to a few Dunmer servants pulling a giant sweetroll pyramid into the room*

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 03:59 AM

"Not an issue, Nal," Erenius finishes as he politely waits for Loranna to finish with Nal and the other.

Posted by: Celezar Dec 18 2004, 04:01 AM

*Celezar sat upon a wooden stool, the party had taken a slower pace now, dancers in elegant dresses waltzed past him like petals in the breeze. Celezar unhooked the mouthpiece of a nearby skooma pipe and clenched it between his teeth, blowing forth a cloud of smoke every now and then*

"I see the party has slowed Celezar, perhaps soon would be a good time to grab a quick bite to eat now that those ravenous scavengers have stopped blocking all the vendors."

"Indeed, this puppet see's no harm in doing so."

*Celezar blew out another cloud of smoke, never moving from his stool*

"On the second thought, I'm quite comfortable here, I'm sure whatever master has planned will soon be revealed."

"I concur, Celezar."

*Celezar gazed off into the crowd aimlessly, all the while sucking greedily on his skooma pipe*

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 18 2004, 04:01 AM

Azrael saw Orion's head jerk suddenly to the right, and he followed, seeing the source of the man's gawking. His mouth opened widely, and a thin line of drool began to seep out. Realizing he was doing this, he quickly wiped his chin, hoping not to look the fool; he was too numb to control this. Turning his attention back to it's former spot, he watched as a number of servants wheeled a large, pyramid-shaped cart of sweetrolls into the room.

"Looks like coming here was the right decision to make", he thought to himself, still marveling at the sheer size of the pyramid.

He suddenly remembered where he was, and, wiping his chin once more, he began to speak: "Orion, would you mind grabbing me a few of those sweetrolls? They are my favorite."

(Ang)

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 04:05 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Dec 17 2004, 09:46 PM)

...

Seeing Loranna walking seemingly aimlessly around, Nalion approches her carefully.

"My greetings, Loranna. I see you have found quite some accommodation. I hope you both are well."

Loranna smiles briefly, saying "We're doing all right; yourself?"

Posted by: Arynel Dec 18 2004, 04:06 AM

From his stool in the corner of the room, Arynel lifted his hand. A sweetroll lifted from the top of the pyramid and hovered through the air, at last finding rest in the Breton's fingers. He smiled and lifted the treat towards his mouth.

Posted by: Solin Dec 18 2004, 04:07 AM

“I do, my Lady,” Liris replied taking a sip from his wine.

“You know, I am sure, of your growing number of followers? I cannot help but think how helpless they are following you about. I mean a disaster could come and sweep them all away and that would be most regretful,” he said, “There are other problems too. How do you feed such a mass? If things continue at the rate that they are, my dear, then logistics will soon be mind boggling.”

The lord took a breath and paused, waiting for Loranna to finish with her guest.

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 04:07 AM

*Orion spoke while still gazing at the pyramid of tastiness*

"Yes...of course"

*He walked right up to the pyramid and lodged his arms into the pyramid. He emerged with a large mass of them and carried them over to the table, plopping them on top.*

"There yha go!"

*Orion took a few and a pint of nordic spiced mead and sat next to Azrael..enjoying himself greatly*

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 04:09 AM

"I could deal with the logistics," Erenius offers forth.

'Despite the fact all of this should have been dealt with before leaving Gnisis...' Erenius thinks to himself.

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 18 2004, 04:11 AM

Continuing to drool, Azrael saw Orion dump the rather massive pile of rolls on the table; he no longer cared about the dribble, or how it made him look--he had one goal now, fill himself with sweetrolls.

Suddenly, he had an idea, and yelling without thinking, he exclaimed, "I declare. . .a sweetroll eating contest!".

Azrael stared around blankly, noticing Orion smirk at him, as he grabbed a roll and placed it between his teeth.

"Mmmph.", he said.

(Ang)

Posted by: Nalion Dec 18 2004, 04:12 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 18 2004, 02:55 AM)

Loranna smiles briefly, saying "We're doing all right; yourself?"

"I am fine, thank you. Well, as fine as one can be being overwhelmed by the splendour of a ball... and sweetrolls!" Nalion answered with a smile, eyeing the huge tray with the tasties piled upon it.
"I hope your travel here was pleasant and save? And are the rumour true that Hlaalu Helseth sponsored this party and the celebration outside?" the Breton mage inclined his head shortly, inquiring.

"Oh," Nalion turned towards the Breton standing next to Loranna "I did not mean to interrupt you. Feeding the people out there surely has more priority than small talk."

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 04:12 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 17 2004, 09:57 PM)

Loranna's thoughts touch Liris's for a moment.

Actually, I've been mulling over that for a bit tonight, she says, or at least some of it. There's already a follower of Meridia who I'm told is planning on attacking me soon and who has powerful artifacts backing her up. And you've got a point about the logistics of keeping such a large group while on the move ...

She considers. Most of us are just a little tipsy right now, and this should be discussed at the least between you, Aricyn, and myself. For right now though, tell me, what does your experience as a noble and a soldier tell you is the best solution?

QUOTE

"I am fine, thank you. Well, as fine as one can be being overwhelmed by the splendour of a ball... and sweetrolls!" Nalion answered with a smile, eyeing the huge tray with the tasties piled upon it.

"I hope your travel here was pleasant and save? And are the rumour true that Hlaalu Helseth sponsored this party and the celebration outside?" the Breton mage inclined his head shortly, inquiring.

"Oh," Nalion turned towards the Breton standing next to Loranna "I did not mean to interrupt you. Feeding the people out there surely has more priority than small talk."

"The trip has been eventful," Loranna tells Nalion with a small, knowing smile. "And don't worry about the others for right now dear; we're already discussing how to handle that."

QUOTE

"I could deal with the logistics," Erenius offers forth.

'Despite the fact all of this should have been dealt with before leaving Gnisis...' Erenius thinks to himself.

You're probably right, dear, Loranna says to Erenius quietly. Sigh; let me see what Lord Liris has to say; I myself am leaning toward seeing about quietly cutting the size of our band down to avoid potential casualties ...

"Thank you for your offer, good Sir," Loranna says aloud to Erenius.

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 04:13 AM

*Orion chuckled a bit to himself as he eyed Azrael deluging himself into the mountain before him*

"Ah well I might as well join in!"

*He went over to the pile and started to dig in*

Posted by: Arynel Dec 18 2004, 04:16 AM

Arynel finished off his sweetroll, eyeing the contest between Orion and Azrael.

The Breton chuckled, and made a small gesture with his hands.

A soft green light appeared around the pile of sweetrolls, and they began to fade...

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 04:19 AM

"NOt a problem, Loranna," Erenius replies as he finsihes his serving of comberry wine.

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 04:20 AM

*Started to munch nothing but air...*

"Huh?" Orion said dumbfoundedly "What is going on"

*He turned and glared at Arynel*

"Grrr!....blasted magicians!"

Posted by: Celezar Dec 18 2004, 04:21 AM

*Celezar brandished for a single bottle of skoom, flicking the lid off with his thumb, pausing before he poured the contents into the bowels of the skooma pipe*

"Do you truly think this puppet should be wasting himself with skooma? We must be alert for master's new orders!"

*Celezar then rolled his eyes angrily as an infant does*

"Celezar, dear, what you fail to realize is that we are children of Sheogorath, the more skooma, the more pleased he will be with us! Come now, you have a man living within your head, I do not beleive a bit of skooma will dammage you much..."

*And so Celezar dumped the conents of the skooma bottle into the skooma pipe and clamped his teeth down upon the mouth piece once more*

Posted by: Arynel Dec 18 2004, 04:23 AM

QUOTE(OriontheHunter @ Dec 17 2004, 08:10 PM)

*Started to munch nothing but air...*

"Huh?" Orion said dumbfoundedly "What is going on"

*He turned and glared at Arynel*

"Grrr!....blasted magicians!"

"What worries you so, friend?" Arynel asked. "Your sweetrolls are right where you placed them."

The Breton extended his arm, and indeed the spell had ended, and the sweetrolls had again become visible.

Posted by: Anghardel67 Dec 18 2004, 04:23 AM

Azrael, seeing the pile fade, and realizing it was nothing short of a 'magical event', turned around in his chair, eyeing the guests in the room. His gaze fell upon Arynel, and he saw the magician smile. Forgetting that his mouth was full of at least 5 sweetrolls, he tried to yell, "MMPHAPHH! MMPHMH!".

Choking slightly, he heard Orion, next to him, yell something at the mer standing there, and the sweetrolls re-appeared in front of them both. He quickly swallowed the rolls that currently resided in his mouth, and made haste to work on the rest of the pile, drooling all the way.

(Ang)

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 04:25 AM

"Sure they are....WHAT?"

*Orion had turned around to see the pile right where it was before*

"I think that spiced mead is getting to me..."

*And he continued to dive into the mountain never filling up.*

Posted by: Solin Dec 18 2004, 04:28 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 17 2004, 08:02 PM)

Liris smiled and replied, “I think that the establishment of a foothold would be the best idea. From there my dear you could supply your followers with everything that they need.”

He took another sip of wine and continued, “It would seem to me that such a new Temple would be ideally suited to spreading your word to the populace and the devout will come to you in droves to feel the touch of your hand.”

Posted by: Nalion Dec 18 2004, 04:28 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 18 2004, 03:02 AM)

"The trip has been eventful," Loranna tells Nalion with a small, knowing smile. "And don't worry about the others for right now dear; we're already discussing how to handle that."

Watching her knowing smile, Nalions eyes shade for a moment.
"We all have our secrets. You, Loranna, probably have the most. Or is it just me seeing secrets in others when there is but ingnorance in myself? Doubts, there are always doubts, and different shades of grey." Nalion thinks, ignorant of Lorannas ability to read minds.

"I see things are put in capable hands then." Nalion says loud and offers a polite bow to Loranna and the Breton.
He watches the sweetrolls disappear and reappear again, shooting a glance and a wink at Arynel.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 18 2004, 04:29 AM

Dante watched as the two mer had their sweetrolls suddenly taken from them, he let out a low laugh "That was strange.." He muttered to himself, taking a sip of Sujamma.

Illidan meanwhile, had lost all views on reality, He went up to the bar and started speaking with the bartender "Did I ever tell you about the time I defended my home from a guar invasion?" He asked, his eyes becoming slightly crossed "no" The bartender replied flatly.

"Good, well...little guy didn't really put up much of a fight, couple hits and he was down, blood everywhere as I recall" The bartender had a thought in his mind right about then, Here it comes... Illidan took a bite out of a sweetroll and said "The owner of the guar wasn't too happy about it either" The bartender merely went back to washing glasses, ignoring Illidan.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 04:30 AM

"And where might this temple be comissioned?" Erenius asks. "There is much land available, but little in an area taht would be suitable, or if there is such a spot, I've yet to see one, either by mine own eyes, or through any of the many maps."

Posted by: stratigo Dec 18 2004, 04:33 AM

Zaldaar wondered through the room. He suddenely found himself next to Celezar. Wether it was an accident or not was irrelevent at this point. It might be interesting to talk to the crazy thing(for lack of a better word). It certainly wouldn't be boring. "How are you enjoying the party, Celezar?"

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 04:33 AM

*Once he heard a great moan for the bowels of his stomach he decided to quit. He walked over to a chair and started to sip some water*

"Ahh...my stomach...feels like a jiggly concoction of bone marrow"

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 18 2004, 04:34 AM

A young Breton, former soldier of Wayrest, now pledged to Loranna, approaches the group. He says nothing, merely waits for a moment to speak with Lord Liris.

Posted by: Solin Dec 18 2004, 04:34 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 17 2004, 08:20 PM)

“A good man with his head on his shoulders, I see,” Liris said placing one hand on his belt he extends the other to Erenius, “I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure of being properly introduced.

“I would say that perhaps our present location would be ill advised given it’s inhabitant’s closeness with His Grace,” the Lord continued, “It would take great planning.”

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 04:34 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Dec 17 2004, 10:18 PM)

Watching her knowing smile, Nalions eyes shade for a moment.
"We all have our secrets. You, Loranna, probably have the most. Or is it just me seeing secrets in other when there is but ingnorance in myself? Doubts, there are always doubts, and different shades of grey." Nalion thinks, ignorant of Lorannas ability to read minds.

"I see things are put in capable hands then." Nalion says loud and offers a polite bow to Loranna and the Breton.
He watches the sweetrolls disappear and reappear again, shooting a glance and a wink at Arynel.

"... Actually that was just me trying to imply that the trip had its ups and downs," Loranna says to Nalion with a wink. "Sorry; didn't mean to make it sound more profound than it was."

Turning to Liris and Erenius, Loranna closes her eyes, hiding her initial reaction to the idea ...

" ... I can see the point to your suggestion, my Lord," she says after a moment. "I also see that providing for and defending such a foothold would be a fairly engrossing undertaking, and that it has the potential to ... unsettle certain people, shall we say?"

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 04:39 AM

"Thank you," Erenius says. "And I too believe we yet to be introduced. I be Erenius, and you are whom?"

Posted by: Solin Dec 18 2004, 04:40 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 17 2004, 08:24 PM)

Turning to Liris and Erenius, Loranna closes her eyes, hiding her initial reaction to the idea ...

" ... I can see the point to your suggestion, my Lord," she says after a moment. "I also see that providing for and defending such a foothold would be a fairly engrossing undertaking, and that it has the potential to ... unsettle certain people, shall we say?"

“Unsettling yes to some, my Lady,” Liris replied, “However, I still think it would be in the best interests of your folk if they had a place where they could follow and worship you safe from harm. A sign of great strength, I would say, that you keep your's well.”

To Erenius he returns, “My good Sir, I am called Liris.”

The Lord glanced to the soldier and then bowed to his companions, “If you’ll pardon me but a moment,” he dismissed himself.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 04:42 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 17 2004, 10:30 PM)

“Unsettling yes to some, my Lady,” Liris replied, “However, I still think it would be in the best interests of your folk if they had a place where they could follow and worship you safe from harm. A sign of great strength, I would say, that you keep your well.”

To Erenius he returns, “My good Sir, I am called Liris.”

The Lord glanced to the soldier and then bowed to his companions, “If you’ll pardon me but a moment,” he dismissed himself.

Loranna turns to Erenius. " ... Any further thoughts on this, dear?" she asks quietly.

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 04:46 AM

"None really," Erenius replies. "But while there are no prime lands available, I must say that I'm sure we could get enough coin to buy the plantations in the Ascadian Isles. After buying them, we raze the areas and then build the temple there."

Posted by: Sheogorath Dec 18 2004, 04:48 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 17 2004, 10:30 PM)

The Lord glanced to the soldier and then bowed to his companions, “If you’ll pardon me but a moment,” he dismissed himself.

"Sir," said the Breton. "The crowd outside has grown even larger. And they're not just Dunmer ... Altmer, Argonians, Khajiit, even Bretons like us ... They are being peaceable enough, so far, but I thought you should know."

The young man paused and then added, "And also this too. The lady of this House has sent out a courier to find the King."

Posted by: Nalion Dec 18 2004, 04:51 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 18 2004, 03:24 AM)

"... Actually that was just me trying to imply that the trip had its ups and downs," Loranna says to Nalion with a wink. "Sorry; didn't mean to make it sound more profound than it was."

"I sincerely hope then everyone is healthy and safe. The trips this illustrious party makes are everything else then boring."

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 18 2004, 03:24 AM)

Turning to Liris and Erenius, Loranna closes her eyes, hiding her initial reaction to the idea ...
" ... I can see the point to your suggestion, my Lord," she says after a moment. "I also see that providing for and defending such a foothold would be a fairly engrossing undertaking, and that it has the potential to ... unsettle certain people, shall we say?"

"A reign not even acknowledged by most, nor faith truly established and people think about building temples which take months or years to build. And the ground for its foundations is not yet ready...or will it ever be? Vivec wasn't built in one day." Nalion thinks.

Nalion takes his leave of Loranna, Liris, whose name he overheard, and Erenius and makes room for the messenger.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 04:51 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 17 2004, 10:36 PM)

Loranna feels a prickly numbness come over her as she starts seriously contemplating what Liris and Erenius are saying ...

Is this part of the bed I made for myself or is this overzealous followers suggesting something else? she asks herself. ... And is this actually helpful for my Lady, and for keeping people from getting hurt?

... I'm still not seeing myself as everyone else is, am I? I'm a new leader or villian to the rest of the world and I'm still feeling like just a tavern girl trying to help out at heart.

She was going to have to think on this one carefully ...

Posted by: Solin Dec 18 2004, 04:55 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Dec 17 2004, 08:38 PM)

Liris acknowledged the man's message with a nod and dismissed him with a wave. Turning back to his companion he said, “My Lady, perhaps it is best if we finish here quickly.”

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 04:58 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 17 2004, 10:45 PM)

Liris acknowledged the man's message with a nod and dismissed him with a wave. Turning back to his companion he said, “My Lady, perhaps it is best if we finish here quickly.”

Loranna looks at Lord Liris. "What is it?" she asks, pulling herself out of her own thoughts to start listening.

" ... Oh my; that's quite a crowd outside ..."

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 04:59 AM

"Quite the issue," Erenius concurs. "All want to follow, yet only some are truley willing. HOw to sort them out?"

Posted by: Solin Dec 18 2004, 05:06 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 17 2004, 08:48 PM)

Loranna looks at Lord Liris. "What is it?" she asks, pulling herself out of her own thoughts to start listening.

" ... Oh my; that's quite a crowd outside ..."

"That it is, my Lady," Liris said, "Word has it that the King has been sent for... a matter of hours if great urgancy has been attached."

He glanced out over the growing crowd. "Quite a mix," he observed.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 05:10 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Dec 17 2004, 10:56 PM)

"The King ..." Loranna says quietly ...

The King probably has little reason to want me around, I think, she adds. And as far as anyone else knows this party is in his honor, and we his guests ...

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 05:12 AM

"Anything to delay him would be best," Erenius mutters. "I think I can prevent it....and the attempt on my life by APinia may work to our advantage if we let a rumor that she is still about and really looking for the king, or something to that effect."

*Erenius still stares about, awaiting their reaction*

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 05:15 AM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Dec 17 2004, 11:02 PM)

" ... Let's not cause any undue panic over this," Loranna says with a note of irony in her voice. "Go, quietly tell our travelling companions what's happening and to be ready to either leave quickly or else start partying fit for a King."

Posted by: OriontheHunter Dec 18 2004, 05:16 AM

*Orion feeling woozy walks out of the room and back towards the temple. As he walks he as a certain uneasy feeling about the incidents with Angelque*

"I should see if she's ok...although she'll probabley never wanna talk to me agian."

*Once he entered the temple's infirmary he saw her lying on the floor, badly bloodied and bruised*

In tears, "I'm sorry...I didnt mean for this to happen...I...I promise ill look after you!"

*No answer. He lay down by her side and fell asleep. Drunk with the festivities*

Posted by: FireMaster Dec 18 2004, 05:17 AM

"As you wish, M'Lady," Erenius says as he turns to speak with the others, letting them know of the events.

Posted by: Aki Dec 18 2004, 05:18 AM

Dar'var awoke as a rather large Orcish woman stepped on him. The Khajiiti yeowled and hauled himself to his feet. he stumbled over towards a table and took a seat. Mumbling about various thing.

Reichi meanwhile, had taken to eating any food that hadn't been eaten yet.

Posted by: Solin Dec 18 2004, 05:19 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 17 2004, 09:05 PM)

"Indeed," Liris remarked and then paused for a moment.

"My Lady, if you'll excuse me, I should attend to preparing our departure," he added with a bow and then began to make his way to his guardsmen.

Posted by: Celezar Dec 18 2004, 05:26 AM

*Celezar looked upwards, seemingly in a skooma induced daze*

"So, that is where our little suprise is waiting..."

"Indeed, Celezar, let us not dally! Let us show these Hlaalu beasts how Sheogorath throws a true party!"

"Indeed!"

*Celezar slips off his chair and slinks off into the crowd, silently creeping into the kitchen, the little old man unnoticed by the bussily cooking chefs*

"Now which shelf, which shelf..."

*At last, Celezar brings his fingers upon three large jars of black substance. Quietly, Celezar scoops the heavy jars into his arms and scurries out the kitchen exit and back into the Dinning Hall sneakily*

"Dancing roasts and constricting jerkies, let this night be the tempest of your festering excitement!"

*Celezar pops the lid off of one jar, procceding then to scoop a handful of the black substance out and tossing it about the largest dinning table he can find, which is littered with meats of all sorts. Rapidly, the meats spring to life, dancing madly about, sending the crowd into mass panic. A woman screams as crab meat leaps off her fork, a man cries out as a length of scrib jerky binds him to his chair, all the while an assortment of meats dance around the room violently and merrily, throwing a party of their own*

"Yes, dance my meaty friends, let not death squelch the eratic joy in your hearts!"

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 05:29 AM

QUOTE(Celezar @ Dec 17 2004, 11:16 PM)

Loranna has just enough time to utter " ... Oh boy," before she gets seized by a most venerable ham, one utterly intent on chewing up the dance floor with a delectable maiden - or pregnant expectant mother, whichever.

" ... Vegetariasm is looking intriguing now ..." she says, thankful at least that, with all that's happened to her, she's not thrown into an utter panic by the sheer madness of it all ...

Posted by: Aki Dec 18 2004, 05:29 AM

Dar'Var and Reichi leapt back from the dancing meats. Reichi retreated towards the upper portion of the Manor, while Dar'Var dove at the dancing meats and began devouring something that might have been a Cliffracer.

Posted by: Celezar Dec 18 2004, 05:29 AM

*The little old Breton's tummy shakes with ecstatic laughter as he strokes his beard madly, observing the chaos around him*

"My compliments to the chef!"

*He cries out merrily, waving his arms as if conducting a sick symphony of some sort*

Posted by: Arynel Dec 18 2004, 05:30 AM

Arynel jumps to his feet, eyeing the chaotic meat-bits.

"Oh my, how dreadful a thing this is." The Breton said.

Arynel lifted his hand, sending forth a dispel aura that hurdled towards a piece of meat.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 18 2004, 05:32 AM

Dante dives under a table for cover as hordes of scuttle come sailing over his head "What in oblivion is going on!?" He asked himself, crawling down the length of the table.

Illidan however, had just been whapped in the face with a slaughterfish and was sent hurtling over the bar.

Posted by: Nalion Dec 18 2004, 05:36 AM

Nalion, whirling around trying to avoid the more agressively running meats, accidentally steps upon a chunk of scrib jerky. The jerky screeches in a high tone, then there was a *squish*, Nalion slipped and found himself lying on the floor, rubbing his behind.

Having "seen" a friend of them perish under the Bretons feet, a pack of hound flesh moves to attack Nalion.
Finally managing to get to his feet, Nalion channeled small firebots at the hound flesh onslaught.

"I like my meat dead... and thoroughly cooked!"

Posted by: Celezar Dec 18 2004, 05:37 AM

*Celezar stands upon a stool, cheering on the chaotic festival of meat with glee in his little golden eyes*

"Oh, that must have hurt!"

"Oh, puppet, did you see that man! I dont beleive I've ever seen a puppet been taken down by...meat that quickly!"

"Indeed, indeed, oh look, look at that waitress over there, she's screaming for her life! How joyus!"

"I concur!"

*Celezar bursts into laughter once more, levitating himself carefully in the air now, realizing if he stood on the stool any longer he would have fallen off with so much laughter*

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 05:37 AM

Who would have thought, Loranna wonders, that chickens and hams were so robust on the dance floor? Or that kwama cuttles wanted nothing more than to bop about on pretty Nord girls' shoulders and play with their hair?

She can only imagine what Aricyn's wolf must be thinking right now; she briefly envisions the noble beast salivating and giving a heartfelt howl to the wolfish gods of tablescraps before having to pull some irate crabmeat off her face. She struggles with a roast turkey that vies for a kiss and trips, staggering toward Arynel and yelling "Incoming!"

Posted by: stratigo Dec 18 2004, 05:38 AM

"Perfect." muttered Zaldaar as he cut through the ramains of a nix-hound sandwich. He knew there was something to this party. Of all the things, this was what he least expected. He shishcobbobed a large amount of rat meat. "Of all the things.... Sometimes this job is too weird for even me." Zaldaar laughs as he wades through several different lunch meats.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 18 2004, 05:39 AM

Arynel steps to the side as Loranna and the turkey stumbles past him.

"It seems these meats are above my hand to contain." The Breton muses.

"Reichi." Arynel calls with a wink. "Does the hunter in you have an appetite?"

Posted by: Aki Dec 18 2004, 05:42 AM

Minutes after the chaos began , something came downstairs. In the light of the Manor's candles, which was quite plenty, it was clearly seen. A white Werewolf , wearing a leather collar, with a ring resmbling Reichi's hanging from it.

Dar'Var didn't notice the Werewolf till someone screame dand shouted Werewolf, after the beast began attacking a large slab of Guar meat. Dar'Var blinked and crawled away. Wondering where his crossbow went.

Somewher ein the room, several pieces of Scrimb jerky were armed with a crossbow.

Posted by: Celezar Dec 18 2004, 05:45 AM

*Celezar cackles merrily as he levitates around the room, tossing up his "necromatic condiment" up in the air as he goes, much like confetti, awakening more of his meaty followers. The meat comes in waves now, swallowing people up in small parades and armies, it seems the meat has the upper hand*

"Oh, this is a party, now isnt it, Celezar?"

"Indeed! Look at the puppets dance to the rhythms of their own meaty deaths!"

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 05:45 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Dec 17 2004, 11:29 PM)

"And this children is why you don't bind Daedra Princes to Nirn nor invite them to your balls," Loranna says woozily as she recovers from smacking into the wall, a ham flattened between her and the stonework.

Grabbing the cuttles on her shoulders and banging them together like cymbals, she notes Reichi come down and sighs; there went the party.

"I think someone should go suggest the King be advised to avoid coming until this is taken care of," she decides, hunting down the Hlaalu Grandmaster to say just that, all while dealing with errant hound meat with Nordic effeciency. Meanwhile, she also tries rousing whoever she can to start defending the party goers from a fate worse than death.

Posted by: Aki Dec 18 2004, 05:47 AM

Seeing the floating Breton. The white werewolf began jumping for him. attempting to grabs him. Dar'Var meanwhile , was wresting his crossbow from the control of some scrib jerky.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 18 2004, 05:48 AM

Dante crawled out from under the table only to be accusted by a large piece of Guar meat, before Dante could do anything the meat spoke "Hello stranger, I require your aid quickly, please!" Dante stared at the piece of Guar meat floating before him "Y-you can talk?" He asked, shakily.

"Yes, my name is corky, I was taken from my farm and slaughtered by these mean people" Dante stopped and thought for a moment "Corky, you have a deal" He clasped the meat in his hand and shook it up and down.

Posted by: Arynel Dec 18 2004, 05:49 AM

"It seems I have no hand to play in this." Arynel said. "At least no hand to move the balance either way."

The Breton waves his arms, and his form begins to fade...

Posted by: Celezar Dec 18 2004, 05:50 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Dec 17 2004, 11:37 PM)

Seeing the floating Breton. The white werewolf began jumping for him. attempting to grabs him. Dar'Var meanwhile , was wresting his crossbow from the control of some scrib jerky.

*Celezar looked at the opposing werewolf, chuckling to himself*

"Oh dear, somone has caught on, whatever will we do..."

*Celezar lazily waves his hand, a ham lauches itself from bellow Celezar towards Reichi, smashing into the werewolves face angrily before the foe could even reach Celezar*

Posted by: Dinylos Dec 18 2004, 05:51 AM

A hooded figure watches the chaos from his perch high above. With a short leap he descends to one of the center tables. The man is well dressed, a well woven set of black shirt and pants, shiny black boots, and a grey cloak. His face is covered with a golden mask similar to what jesters wear in the royal courts of High Rock.

The figure stomped on a platter and a unaffected roast slaughterfish flew into his hand. His cloak billows out behind him as he hops from table to table, ever heading towards Celezar.

The meats seem to ignore him as he makes his way. Soon the golden face is staring straight at Celezar, a black cloth masks the wear’s own. With a high jump he rises behind the meat puppeteer and baps him on the head he with the fish.

“Defend yourself!” he yells with glee.

Posted by: Aki Dec 18 2004, 05:53 AM

As the ham hit reihi there was a Yelp of pain. That was followed in short order by *Chomp* *Chomp* *chomp* as the Werewolf ate the ham and tossed the bone at Celezar.

Dar'var though, had lost his struggle and was tied up by some Scrib Jerky, and sausage links.

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 05:53 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Dec 17 2004, 11:41 PM)

Loranna looks up from her task of trying to get her people and some guards organized to raise her eyebrows at the newcomer.

Ducking under some sloshed ratmeat stew, she returns to her attempts to get things under semi control.

Posted by: w0nders Dec 18 2004, 05:54 AM

Corky the Guar meat hopped up onto Dante's shoulder and the two climbed out from under the table, shortly some hound meat was hurtling towards them. "Stow your blad Dante, let me handle this..." Said the guar meat jumping down to the table and engaging in a fist fight with the hound meat.

Dante watched, wide-eyed as corky delivered a spinning round house kick to the hound meat destroying it. "Let's go Dante" Said the guar meat jumping back onto Dante's shoulder.

Posted by: Celezar Dec 18 2004, 05:56 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Dec 17 2004, 11:41 PM)

*Celezar giggles with glee, he rises higher with his levitation, exceeding the reach of the fish slapping mystery man*

"Oh, he is a silly little man, isnt he, Celezar?"

"Indeed, this puppet would work well in the house of madness!"

*Celezar laughs merrily, sprinkling some necromatic condiment on the man's fish, causing it to come alive in his hands*

Posted by: Loranna Dec 18 2004, 05:57 AM

And now ... um, time to lock the thread.

Grab your favorite meat product and head to the next installment

Loranna

Posted by: stratigo Dec 18 2004, 05:58 AM

Zaldaar sees the strange masked figure walk toward Celezar. Zaldaar slowly makes his way towards the figure, cutting meat out of the way as he went. He found that many spells didn't work, and fire spells would burn everything down around them. frezzing spells seemed to slow them down though. Zaldaar almost laughed out loud as he thought of that.

Posted by: Dinylos Dec 18 2004, 05:58 AM

Woe to the forgotten.

Posted by: tegger Dec 18 2004, 06:01 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Dec 17 2004, 10:47 PM)

And now ... um, time to lock the thread.

Grab your favorite meat product and head to the next installment

Loranna

Per your request... *snap-click*

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