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Posted by: Attrebus Sep 25 2004, 06:06 AM

Continued from this thread:

http://www.elderscrolls.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=9426

 

Posted by: RavingRiddler Sep 25 2004, 02:40 PM

The One who Knows awakes in his corner, and yet is not the onne who drifted into troubled sleep. There is another in his mind, another who seized control when the dreams danced. The One who Knows knows this also, but he cannot fight it.

Not yet, not yet.

Out of the corner his body strides, naked and yet clothed in silken finery. The body smiles, led by the Other. The Other walks to the center of the hall, and again smiles.

It has plans.

The One who Knows, trapped and powerless, can feel these plans spin around in his stolen mind.

Once again, he cries.

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 25 2004, 04:50 PM

*Nelacar wakes up and teleports down to the floor, ending up in the air, falling to the ground at Azura/Loranna's feet*
Hello, lady and love. I'm heading to the fire now. I hear it's toasty, so say the pink people on the ceiling.
*Gets up and walks to the fire*

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 25 2004, 04:58 PM

Arynel awakes, as if from a trance. He is unsure of what has happened, unsure of what it means. It seems as if some divine secret has been revealed, and yet he cannot describe it. He closes his eyes and tries to contemplate all that has happened.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 25 2004, 06:10 PM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 25 2004, 05:00 PM)

*Nelacar wakes up and teleports down to the floor, ending up in the air, falling to the ground at Azura/Loranna's feet*
Hello, lady and love. I'm heading to the fire now. I hear it's toasty, so say the pink people on the ceiling.
*Gets up and walks to the fire*

*





Loranna's blue eyes open, blinking a bit as she stares at Nelacar.

" ...Oh; right, them. They know fire well ..." she mutters, shaking her head. "Careful not to go into the fire though Lord; it hurts ..."

Loranna looks over at Allerleirauh, and then turns to look around the dance hall, noting several people looking at her in awe, wonder, fear, dismay ...

... I'm not Loranna the tavern girl anymore ... she thinks, I'm Azura now, to the rest of the world. ... Lady ...

Azura, however, does not respond ...

------

That's it, then, Azura whispers to herself, deep inside Loranna's being. I'm Loranna now. No returning to my sweet home of Moonshadow, no more being among my brothers and sisters as Prince and Daedra. As far as anyone cares, Vivec did kill me.

She laughs bitterly. I wonder, when I finally fade away, will the world get locked in eternal day or night? Will all secrets be revealed or will everyone lose their voice and their letters? ... Oh, who am I fooling? Nocturnal will take over the Dusk and someone else will take the Dawn; probably Hermaeus Mora. Or maybe ... maybe another Azura will be born ...

She remembers once a mortal scholar asked if the Princes were not formed by their Spheres and thus unnecessary; she had laughed at the very thought and muttered something about how mortals can't easily envision the true nature of Daedra. She finds herself hoping that scholar wasn't here right now.

------

Darius looks around, noting the general fatigue that permeates the hall now that Sheogorath has left. Even the Lady Azura herself seemed to be out of it, and she was a goddess. He hopes people don't pass out before the evening feast; it would be a shame to see all that food and effort go to waste ...

 

Posted by: Carnajo Sep 25 2004, 07:55 PM

Carnajo peers down at the lady, "As you wish", he says, pondering who or what he is really adressing at the moment. The scholar in him tries to assimilate all which has happened this evening and wonders on the reprecussions of what as occured.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 25 2004, 08:18 PM

QUOTE(Carnajo @ Sep 25 2004, 08:05 PM)

Carnajo peers down at the lady, "As you wish", he says, pondering who or what he is really adressing at the moment. The scholar in him tries to assimilate all which has happened this evening and wonders on the reprecussions of what as occured.

*





Loranna smiles weakly, and sighs. ... Come on now Loranna; stop feeling sorry for yourself. You just took part in something wonderful; don't get all down because the moment passed and things could be rocky later ...

She tries to talk to Azura, but gets nothing but quiet, self-absorbed whispers in response. ... Of Lady, please don't be this way; you ...

Azura hisses Stop it; leave me be ...

I gave myself to you fully, Lady, Loranna reminds Azura gently. I'm always here for you ... now please; there's still something left to the night.

Azura whispers ... You enjoy the night; I ... I've a lot to mull over.

Loranna frowns. Lady, you're being ... she starts to say, but she gets a hiss in reply before her thought finishes.

You don't understand yet - and it would crush you to be burdened with my grief right now! Go, dance and be happy; let me be for now.

Loranna's face creases into a mask of sorrow, and she dejectedly looks around once more.

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 25 2004, 10:22 PM

*Listens to a faint whisper in his head, then stands up, walking to Loranna*
Care to come by the fire?
*Loranna looks a little startled*
Yes---
*Nelacar picks her up and carries her over to the fire, and sits down still holding her*
The glittery people better not be lying about this. They don't taste as trustworthy as the pink people.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 25 2004, 10:33 PM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 25 2004, 10:32 PM)

*Listens to a faint whisper in his head, then stands up, walking to Loranna*
Care to come by the fire?
*Loranna looks a little startled*
Yes---
*Nelacar picks her up and carries her over to the fire, and sits down still holding her*
The glittery people better not be lying about this. They don't taste as trustworthy as the pink people.

*





Loranna blinks, and has to steady the crown on her head lest it fall off. A slight blush comes to her cheeks as she realizes how the two of them must look, but then she laughs a little. She just danced with the Mad God; this was nothing ...

She looks into Nelacar's eyes, and sees the touch of madness Sheogorath predicted would be there. Instinctively, she reaches up and cradles his chin in her hand.

" ... You still feel a touch of him in you," she says softly. "I'm sorry; it was a very sweet thing for you to do though ..."

Maybe he can be my prince ... she thinks to herself, smiling a little before pondering ... if I can dare to settle down, now.

Darius harumphs a bit. "Everyone, we'll be having the feast shortly. Once your done with your current dance, please make your way to the dining area." He starts looking for Seridus.

 

Posted by: El_Ahrairah Sep 25 2004, 11:07 PM

Of course, I'd be honored to share a meal with you all, and hope to devote my full attentions.

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 25 2004, 11:10 PM

"As would I." Arynel declared. "Let us feast!"

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 25 2004, 11:33 PM

*Smiling warmly as she opens the door to the hall, Maji enters. Clothed in a robe of a softly faded burgandy, with her hair brushed back into her signature style, she certainly looks better than she has in days past. In her mind swirl the events and secrets that the hall has already revealed; intelligence bought from a servant that lingered too long outside.*
*Her gaze sharpens as she looks about the room. Few of the guests even notice her presence, most of the occupants are too busy with thought to pay her a mind.*
*Sworn off of thought herself...for the evening, the nord heads toward the dining table.*

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 26 2004, 12:12 AM

Allerleirauh smiled at Maji. "We missed you yesterday," she said. "Some of the women went shopping... and we could have used the help 'borrowing' a crown for Loranna..."

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 26 2004, 12:14 AM

Arynel chuckles listening to Allerleirauh.

"I wondered about that crown." The Breton says to no one in paticular.

He is at ease, it was as if he had been pushed to the limits, as if he had been forced to the edge of his sanity, and how now emerged, not unscathed, but in fact stronger and wiser than before.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 26 2004, 12:24 AM

Allie laughed at Arynel's words. "I think it looks better on Loranna than it ever did on that tacky statue of Empress Kintyra. We're going to have to give it back, though, Attrebus has already warned me."

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 26 2004, 12:29 AM

*Holds Loranna tighter and whispers into her ear*
Somebody loves you.
*Starts kissing Loranna*
Is it just me, or are those Toepeople staring?

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 26 2004, 12:32 AM

Arynel rolls his eyes. "I really hope the meal is prepared quickly."

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 26 2004, 12:32 AM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 26 2004, 12:39 AM)

*Holds Loranna tighter and whispers into her ear*
Somebody loves you.
*Starts kissing Loranna*
Is it just me, or are those Toepeople staring?






Loranna titters and hugs Nelacar, kissing him back. " ... Thank you thank you thank you ..." she says, her smile radiant. " ... You do mean you, right? .. .Oh, we should go sit down ..."

Darius floats around, ushering people to the dining halls.

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 26 2004, 12:39 AM

*Lets Loranna off her lap*
We should. Stomachvoice isn't shutting up. I hope the food is good...

I'm sure it'll be fine, Nel.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 26 2004, 12:45 AM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 26 2004, 12:49 AM)

*Lets Loranna off her lap*
We should. Stomachvoice isn't shutting up. I hope the food is good...

I'm sure it'll be fine, Nel.

*





The enticing smell of boiled ash yams and sizzling kwama cuttles drifts through the hall, tapping Nelacar's NoseVoice and saying "Oh yeah; tell StomachBoy the Food is De-Lish-Ous"

Loranna smiles. "It will be wonderful," she says, gently tugging Nelacar to the dining hall.

Servants are already taking out platters of meats and fruits to get peoples' appetites properly warmed up; sweetrolls and melon slices, seasoned saltrice and stripes of thin beef, and other finger foods await ...

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 26 2004, 12:50 AM

Arynel rises and makes his way towards the dinning hall. The Breton's stomach is rumbling.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 26 2004, 01:02 AM

Sweet mercy, the man must have paid a fortune for kwama in the middle of the Nibenay Valley...

After so many months in Vvardenfell, the last thing she wanted was Dunmer food. But she could see the Dunmer guests falling to with delight. The sweet, savory scents of Imperial candied meats met her nose, and she inhaled deeply, thanking the servant who passed the dishes.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 26 2004, 01:09 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Sep 26 2004, 01:12 AM)

Sweet mercy, the man must have paid a fortune for kwama in the middle of the Nibenay Valley...

After so many months in Vvardenfell, the last thing she wanted was Dunmer food. But she could see the Dunmer guests falling to with delight. The sweet, savory scents of Imperial candied meats met her nose, and she inhaled deeply, thanking the servant who passed the dishes.

*





Loranna almost hugs the servant who brings out the platter of sweetrolls, and the people in the dining hall feel a warmth, as though the first light of dawn was falling on their faces on a clear, windless day in spring ...

" ... Oops ..." Loranna mutters quietly.

Darius covertly snags a strip of venison, hoping no one caught him.

Harg and Samson stand iat attention at the doors to the dining halls, Samson smiling benignly and Harg muttering "The Fist of Harg will show you feasting when the Nordic bearsteaks are brought out. Until then, please enjoy your meal, HAHAHAHAHA!"

"Harg, I told you, that was funny the first three Hearthfires you used it; now it's getting old," Samson sighs.

"The Fist of Harg never uses old humor. Just well-aged humor."

Loranna, meanwhile, smiles politely at a curious guest and says "Yes, I do eat ... no, I'm still human, myse ... well, actually, sweetrolls are divine now that you ask ..."

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 26 2004, 01:14 AM

The food is so delicious that it tingles Arynel's tongue, sooths his soul, and puts him to sleep...whilst still at the dinning table! cake.gif

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 26 2004, 01:19 AM

*Takes several pieces of meat and countless sweets*
Ooo. So many kinds, so many different preparations...
*Makes a note to hire Darius's cook*

 

Posted by: El_Ahrairah Sep 26 2004, 01:40 AM

El_Ahrairah makes a dinner for himself of the great pies and vegetables happily steaming off the table. Perhaps it is all the same, and that chaos and order can truly be like dawn and dusk. Perhaps love is the best thing in the world. I don't know, and, something else keeps us here.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 26 2004, 01:45 AM

QUOTE(El_Ahrairah @ Sep 26 2004, 01:50 AM)

El_Ahrairah makes a dinner for himself of the great pies and vegetables happily steaming off the table.  Perhaps it is all the same, and that chaos and order can truly be like dawn and dusk.  Perhaps love is the best thing in the world.  I don't know, and, something else keeps us here.

*





Darius comes over to El_Ahrairah with a smile, offering his hand. "Congratulations again my good chap; a wonderful story! Sorry your victory speech and such got lost in the shuffle there; what say we work it in during the first course, eh? We'll have a toast, you can say a few words, and we'll present you with your prize."

 

Posted by: RavingRiddler Sep 26 2004, 05:59 AM

He sits down at the table. Scents wash over him. The secret crying stops as he partakes of the food.

Let the troubles hide. The the invader bide his time.

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 26 2004, 10:25 AM

*Admiring the long table of food, and chuckling politely at Harg's little speech, Maji tucks in*
"I could outeat any man here, sir Harg," she mutters under her breath.
"Especially with food this good!"

 

Posted by: El_Ahrairah Sep 26 2004, 01:26 PM

Elil-Hrairah pushes his seat back, and stands.

Thank you very much for honoring me. Although I confess to have put some work into it, I fear that my overall presentation left much to be desired. It is said that poetry is a butterfly, and that the written word will never die.

I have chosen to write fanciful stories rather than devoting myself to fact, and it is a truly great feeling to have been thanked for it.

This Khajiit smiles profusely.

Now what do I get?

 

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 26 2004, 01:46 PM

*walks towards the dining hall, sitting down at an empty spot when he finds one*

*looks along the length of the table for something to eat*

*settles on a piece of bread and a portion of boar-leg*

"Quite good," Erenius says as he eats.

 

Posted by: RavingRiddler Sep 26 2004, 02:31 PM

Full, he stands.
He smiles.
The Other is in control now.
He lifts a silver candleabra from the table.
He eyes the tapestries adorning the walls.

A wicked gleam.

He strides over, to start the dance.

The flickering orange dance.
The dance that consumes all.

The dance that blackens and burns.

He throws the candleabra.

Let the dance begin!

 

Posted by: One87xe Sep 26 2004, 02:34 PM

*One and Ami continue to rest for what seems like an eternity...the battles of the previous day and the strange events of the other nights "activities" had left both drained...upon awaking One finds Ami still sound asleep and a note from Genjii on the desk...it simply states: "Went to Serpent in Talon....took Ryx and Yrx...Grash came along too...back soon Master One...signed Genjii"...after scanning the note One prepares and leaves for the Mages Guild of Cyrodiil...after transiting to the Grazelands we find One attempting to use his new power...*

"Crosser"

*..........*

"Crosser"

*..........*

"....I knew he was lying...I dont have any new powers...maybe I am just insane..."

"Crosser"

"He cant hear you"

"Why you no good son of a---..........wait....your not him.....who are you?"

"The 'other' Creator"

"You mean theres more than one of you?"

"Thats right.....and you must be One"

"But how.....your not even male"

"Oh you think.......what was your first clue? Perhaps the fact that I have a female voice"

"Err....sorry...I've been under alot of stress lately"

"So it would seem...anyways he wont come and your going about using your power all wrong"

"What do you mean? He said if I spoke the word "Crosser" I'd be able to hear him"

"Crosser? How lame is that....anyways thats not the way to go about it...just say "D" he'll hear that....and leave that "Crosser" stuff alone"

"Err...ok...thanks"

"Oh one more thing......it'd be in your best interests to avoid a certain Dark Elf and her crew if at all possible"

"You speak of the captured girl on Solaria?"

"......no.....but I'm sure thats wrong for so many reasons"

"Then what Dunmer do you speak of.....I am in Morrowind after all"

"Err....maybe you've heard of her, maybe you haven't...her names Uniqua, and her and her merry band are quite the foes...you'd be best to avoid them...as it appears your rag-tag bunch of losers would be killed with little resistance"

"I'll thank you not to refer to my friends as "losers"

"Have it your way....you might as well leave the Grazelands and return to Cyrodiil, he wont be back for quite some time"

"Do you know where he is?"

"Of course....hes watching Foot-----a bloodsport...yeah thats it"

"Arena battles? Where are these held? Vivec?"

".....ummm....yeah...Vivec....anyways remember what I said...avoid the one called Uniqua...shes highly dangerous....also be forewarned about her friends: the Giant Nord Hlisskal Spine-Breaker...the Bosmer Talla....the Redguard Saya....and the Imperial Athena Wisdom...do this and you'll see a long and profitable life"

"And if we do happen across them?"

"Then I suggest you pray....hard....now get the hell outta here and go back to Cyrodiil"

"Hlisskal Spine-Breaker? How big is this Nord?"

"Astoundingly big.....makes the Nord Harg look like a scared little kitten...avoid them....really.....ok...no more questions...and remember "D"....not "Crosser"

".....Ok I will....will I ever hear you again?"

"Maybe....or maybe not...it just all depends"

"On what?........you still there?"

*One waits for a response that never arrives....he then leaves the Grazelands and strikes back towards Sadrith Mora to seek transit back to the Imperial City....all the way pondering what he has just learned....with the name 'Uniqua' running through his mind...*

<ooc>...yes I do know that transit from Morrowind to Cyrodiil would naturally be impossible due to the Blight....but the Nerevarine roams this land and the stories of his/her exploits are now well known to One and co....thanks...<ooc>

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 26 2004, 03:12 PM

Harg grins at Maji, and accepts a joint of beef from Elaine a few moments later to munch thoughtfully.

Darius leads the guests in polite applause. "Well my good firend, what you get is a Cherim tapestry - Melanus, please fetch the tapestry now."

"As you wish, my Lord," Melanus says, turning and vanishing into a back room.

Darius smiles and turns, about to say something else when he notices a fellow getting up with a lit candlebara and heading over toward some of his tapestries. Now what could that chap be up to, Darius muses. There's plenty of light to see ... oh, no, don't tell me ...

Samson and Harg see RavingRiddler rear back his arm to throw the candlebara and both move as one, Samson yelling "Hold!" and Harg grunting something unintelligible. Loranna, having just bitten into a sweetroll, gives a start as she hears the pounding footsteps of the giant Nord and turns surprised blue eyes toward the commotion, her morsel still in her mouth ...

As the tapestry starts to burn, Samson and Harg reach the culprit. Samson swifltly utters an incantation and the tapestry is suffused with a supernatural resistance to fire, slowing the spread of the flames as he works ferverishly to beat the already existing fire out. Harg, meanwhile, reaches ironlike hands to grab RavingRiddler, intending to use him to demonstrate the Nordic Falmer Toss. "The Fist of Harg will show you FLYING!" he roars as his hands reach out.

(OOC: Unless people act to cause otherwise, the fire will be out before it causes any real damage)

 

Posted by: RavingRiddler Sep 26 2004, 04:01 PM

The Other laughs in the face of Harg.
It's not his body. He doesn't care what happens to it.

The One, trapped in the recesses of the mind, lapses in depression. His end is coming. Why won't they help him?

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 26 2004, 04:08 PM

Scarabs. I have to stop eating.
*Nel swallows the meat in his mouth and rises, turning towards the thrower of the candleabra*
Ne xi.
*Nel pulls a wand from his pocket*
I curse you with one tenday of horripilation.
*Nel sits down again*

 

Posted by: Carnajo Sep 26 2004, 04:24 PM

"Are you mad?" Carnajo exclaims at the one who just attempted to burn the tapestry. Just as he says that, he realises the weight of his words.

"Um, excuse me", he says, quickly looks down and feigns interest in some delicacy on a nearby platter.

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 26 2004, 05:24 PM

OOC: I just figured I'd say that this isn't over yet. Sheogorath and Azura dancing wasn't the end of it.

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 26 2004, 05:29 PM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 26 2004, 05:34 PM)

OOC: I just figured I'd say that this isn't over yet. Sheogorath and Azura dancing wasn't the end of it.

*





But of course, does madness ever end?

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 26 2004, 05:37 PM

OOC: I meant the ball, not the madness. The chaos is largely gone, but the Ball isn't over.

 

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 26 2004, 07:30 PM

*looks around, noticing the burning tapestries, but sits there and does nothing*

 

Posted by: Chiaroscuro Sep 26 2004, 07:47 PM

Chiaro, feeling the effects of having drunk two bottles of brandy in a very short space of time, slowly enters the grand hall for the feast (a bit late and a bit the worse for wear).

The smell of burning textiles barely impinges on her consciousness. The smells of food, however, does and she gratefully sits down and helps herself to variety of dishes.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 26 2004, 08:09 PM

Loranna finds herself hearing stray thoughts from those around her - Not much of a Daedra Prince to be caught off-guard like that ... hmph; just like any devil, says she wants to help but when someone's in trouble she just sits and watches ... why isn't she doing something about the fire ...

I have to do something, Loranna thinks, even as Harg pulls the laughing RavingRiddler up and prepares to heave him out the nearest window. Lady ... help me ...

Azura replies dully ... Wha ..., having not paid much heed to the last series of events. Her thoughts were only just starting to come out of sorrow and loss and rise to something more constructive ...

Loranna frowns mentally, imagining herself as hugging her Lady close and murmuring It's all right ... we'll make things better, don't worry ... Outwardly, however, Loranna stands, calling out "Harg, hold."

Harg doesn't seem to hear Loranna the first time, so she starts walking toward him, calling out in her girlish voice "I said HOLD, you big ox!" and hurrying toward him.

Samson, having put out the fire, turns to ask what the heck Loranna is thinking, but she passes by him, moving straight for the now still and somewhat confused Harg, RavingRiddler held overhead like a sack of rice. Loranna motions with her hand and asks " ... Let me look at him; his thoughts don't sound like all his own."

Harg doesn't look too convinced, but Loranna's blue eyes implore him, and reluctantly, he lowers the laughing RavingRiddler, rumbling " ... The Fist of Harg thinks you're being a foolish girl, but you have a goddess in you. Do what you will, but if he continues to act up the Fist of Harg shall smash him through the ceiling to throw him to the stars."

Loranna smiles at Harg, and puts a hand on RavingRiddler's cheek, while Harg conitnues to restrain him as needed. Loranna asks Azura once again Lady ... I can hear his thoughts without your help but doing more is still beyond me; please, lend me your strength ...

... Possessed, this one? Azura murmurs, taking some comfort in the adoration Loranna offered her. Hmm ... that should still be within my power to affect ...

Lady, you're being silly, Loranna says fondly. Of course you're powerful enough to help this poor soul; just because you can't return to Moonshadow right now doesn't mean you've lost all your power ...

... You still don't fully understand what it means for me to not be able to do what I should be able to do without even trying, Azura says quietly, her body language slowly exerting itself over Loranna's. I should have been able to follow my brother home; that I couldn't means ... something is seriously wrong.

We'll fix it, Loranna promises. I'll help find a way for you to regain yourself.

Sigh; I already have a plan ... Azura says. ... Hmm; this one seems a nice enough mortal overall ...

Aloud, Loranna finally says " ... Enough's enough; let this One go and go back home. No need to stay here any more." Then, her tone changing to that of Loranna-Azura, she adds "You've done your role, now begone; do not risk the anger of your betters. Leave and all is made even."

Loranna-Azura chants something softly, trying to drive out the spirit inside RavingRiddler. Wether the effect succeeds or fails, she can't immediately tell, though from the look of things, Riddler is not going anywhere immediately ..."

"Watch him, but seat him and make him comfortable; his actions were not his own," she commands Harg. "This one will cause no further trouble, not with our eyes upon him."

Loranna's blue eyes seme almost to turn green for a second, but they remain blue, and her body language relaxes to her own. "It'll be okay," she says, smiling at Harg. "If we have to we'll take him to the temple and let them worry about him, right?"

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 26 2004, 11:58 PM

*Nelacar returns the fireplace, staring intently into the flames*
Flames? Well. That's one of the oddest sources for a sudden and profound realization about the workings of magick. Sheogorath must be pleased. Or maybe it's Herma Mora?
*Pulls a book out of his robe and writes rapidly in it, mumbling all the while*
This is amazing. A Center-Shattering revelation. Imagine what I could do with this knowledge.

OOC: Am I the only one who remembers Sheogorath giving out gifts that would allow something that would only be possible through a sudden leap of mad inspiration?

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 12:47 AM

(ooc: Allie remembers. But she's saving hers.)

Allerleirauh topped off her glass with a potion of fire resistance, just in case. She wished she had a potion of resistance to smoke inhalation; with all the windows shuttered, the air was thick.

Privately she had reason to believe that few people were mad, or possessed, without a certain amount of complicity. Private demons went where they were invited. And, at a ball in honor of Sheogorath, what could you expect? It would be nice, though, to know who to restrain on the front end.

She winked at Harg, and slammed back her drink.

 

Posted by: One87xe Sep 27 2004, 01:18 AM

*One finally returns from his outing to Morrowind to find Ami ready and waiting to attend the Ball, having missed the previous night due to Fatigue...upon arrival he finds Genjii and the Orc Grash having a Shein drinking contest while the Seducers look on...it appears Genjii is losing....*

"I...I'll take you anytime....you big Ogrim looking--..." Genjii said half dazed

"Genjii...dont say that to Grash" Ami snapped

"Hahahaha...why I've eaten bigger Stilt Strider piles for breakfast lad..." Grash responded while still swaying side-to-side

*Grash gro'Damoth was a filthy pig of an Orc who had no respect for himself or other men, mer, or beast...after 25 years in the Legion and seeing nothing but bloodshed and pain Grash had decided that it was harder to live with himself then it was to drown in whatever vice he had seen fit for the day...his stench was only challenged by his love of good drink, good times, and good friends...which were by the day becoming fewer and fewer....Genjii's father had served with Grash and Genjii still remembered the once proud and mighty Orc who had given Genjii his first Warhammer...and the thunderous laugh Grash would let out when Genjii fell over backwards trying to lift it...this overweight, drunken buffon was not the same Orc Genjii had known and admired as a child...indeed it seemed as if this Orc were someone different completely...*

"Gentlemen please....is this really nessecary?"

"M...Master One...when did you get here?...Would you tell this dirty, rotten-" Genjii started

"Save it Genjii...Ryx, Yrx take him downstairs and throw a bucket of water in his face !! Maybe he'll sober up "

"Yes Master One" Ryx replied

"Well let me prepare and we can be on our way Ami"

"Of course Master One" she said cheerfully

*After situating himself from his earlier trek Ami and One make their way past the now sick Genjii and the Seducers...after One makes sure Genjii hasn't out done himself the pair continue the walk back to Darius' Manor...One's mind still focused on the now two voices and the threat of further Khajiiti interference...since its been two days the Khajiiti that fled must have made it back to tell their boss...the Crimelord known as Ka'Ton....*

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 07:02 AM

Attention all,

We're going to try and wrap up the Ball RP tonight, so if you have any plot threads still dangling you'd like to resolve, please be sure to check in smile.gif

I will be on sometime around 6 pm to 7 pm EST today, and will stay up as long as I can manage to finish things.

I hope you all have enjoyed this rp as much as I have; it's been a total blast smile.gif

Loranna

 

Posted by: RavingRiddler Sep 27 2004, 11:19 AM

The struggle continues.
The One tries to drive away the Other.
It seems hopeless.

But then, someone else is pushing too!

Wisdom attacks the Other, deep in the Riddlers mind.

A feeble throb as the Other tries to stay in control.
Its plans have been foiled.
It is going
It is going

It is gone!

The face breaks into a smile.
The One is free.
The One is happy.

The One cries no more.

 

Posted by: fythbro Sep 27 2004, 02:07 PM

i really couldnt keep up with the speed of the posting in here... sorry

after aimlessly wandering around for the what seemed like years at the hearthfire ball, don arkangel staggers back to the nearest mages guild, and asks for transport back to caldera. on his way through the town, he is mugged and left in a gutter. just as he thought the spinning world around him couldnt get any worse, it began to rain.

 

Posted by: Adanorcil Sep 27 2004, 02:21 PM

Hi, everybody. I did indeed make up a profile, but I never got time to post. (Wouldn't have been able to keep up with this post speed anyway.)

Hope to join in next time something like this happens.

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 04:59 PM

*Stares into the flames*
I think I'll go back for one last steak.
*Heads into the dining room*
I wonder how much longer I should stay before heading back to Balfiera.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 05:09 PM

Allerleirauh folded her hands and waited for the after dinner speeches. She was drunker than she'd planned to be; the stresses of the night had made her incautious. She looked at the other diners and thought about missing children, and Sheogorath, and if the two could be connected.

 

Posted by: Nael Yen Sep 27 2004, 05:10 PM

Late in the day as all the guests lounge about and dither about their musings in one way or another, a jaunty tune is suddenly heard being whistled in the entryway. The guests turn to look for where the sound was coming from and an old dunmer man in rags, caked in sand, a rolled up bundle under his left arm "lands" at the door. Harg, rubbing his eyes, appears to have not noticed his approach either. One of them tries to speak to inquire, but they all find their voices have left them.

"I speak a thanks
but for a welcome I must beg silence.
My servant did not come for violence
but for me he left a gift.
It's is time for me to depart
but my mind is already adrift."

With that, the mad dunmer blew a kiss, restoring everyone's voices and walked out the door of Hearthfire Hall, "Fadomai's Children" under his arm. Cherim's beautiful weaving displayed the assembled host of the Khajiit pantheon with one exception. Nowhere on the tapestry could the Skooma Cat be found...

Where Nael stood, a note is found. It simply says: "Join me elsewhere for my New Life."

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 05:17 PM

Loranna-Azura, having been making sure RavingRiddler was okay, looks over at Nael and frowns thoughtfully, scarcely bothering to notice she's been silenced for now as she didn't have much to say beyond an arch "Hmm ...?"

Darius, on the other hand, had launched into his usual 'Hello, How are you and what the dueces are you doing with my tapestry' speech he normally gives when grubby mad Dunmer pop in unexpectedly and abscond with something. Thus, everyone is treated to a glorious pantomine. When his voice returns, he is saying " ... nus, fetch the Dispel potions and the brandy! Harg, do some ... oh; I can speak again! Who the blazes are you and what are ... oh; he's gone ... GUARDS!!!"

Samson wearily chases after Nael, not expecting to catch him but being paid to try.

"I think we might need to substitute another prize sir," Melanus offers helpfully ...

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 05:18 PM

"Well," said Allie, "At least he's not dead. I suppose that's something."

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 05:22 PM

*Nelacar pauses at the mention of substituting a prize*
A chance to repent. Smashing.
"Darius, I could have a prize for you in a matter of minutes. An ebony katana, of Tsaesci making. Sound good to you?"

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 05:24 PM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 27 2004, 05:32 PM)

*Nelacar pauses at the mention of substituting a prize*
A chance to repent. Smashing.
"Darius, I could have a prize for you in a matter of minutes. An ebony katana, of Tsaesci making. Sound good to you?"

*





Darius looks at El_ahrairah questioningly. " ... That okay with you, old chap? I admit it's terribly irregular, but ..."

 

Posted by: One87xe Sep 27 2004, 05:24 PM

*One and Ami finally arrive at Darius' Manor only to find Samson chasing what appears to be a shadow...the pair look on in confusion as Samson has been one of the sanest people at this event and to see him chasing shadows causes a few giggles from Ami...upon reaching the doorway the smell of burnt wood and smoke fills their nostrils...*

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 05:30 PM

Nelacar pauses for a second, thinking.
What was I thinking? I can't get a Tsaesci-made katana at such short notice.

"Well, I'm not sure I could get one that's truly Tsaesci-made, but I could certainly get an ebony katana in an hour."

I think there's an armorer who looks snake enough to pass as having Tsaesci in him. He said he was descended from Tsaesci last time I was there.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 05:36 PM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 27 2004, 05:40 PM)

Nelacar pauses for a second, thinking.
What was I thinking? I can't get a Tsaesci-made katana at such short notice.

"Well, I'm not sure I could get one that's truly Tsaesci-made, but I could certainly get an ebony katana in an hour."

I think there's an armorer who looks snake enough to pass as having Tsaesci in him. He said he was descended from Tsaesci last time I was there.

*





Loranna-Azura walks over to Nelacar and takes his hand. "Perhaps I can offer something," she suggests, her eyes returning to Loranna's blue hue and her face returning to a more gentle, girlish smile.

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 05:46 PM

Nelacar makes sure none see his curiosity.
Does she mean a gift to them or to me?
"That's good, too."

 

Posted by: B Sep 27 2004, 05:46 PM

After returning from Skyrim, B arrives in the Imperial City. Even his severe exhaustion could not keep him from the Ball. He carefully takes two Restore Fatigue potions from his satchel and opens them. The sweet taste infuses B with a much needed boost of energy.

"I wonder if everyone is alright," he wonders as his removes the hood of his gray cloak and rights his hair. The mysterious Altmer enters the Hall.

Looking around the room, B has a sense that something has happened. Something frightening and yet, awe inspiring. Turning to one corner, B feels a presence of someone he hasn’t seen in a long time, a dear old friend. B bows to the corner where Stri'Ker made his brief appearance.

B turns to those present and announces, "Please accept my sincere apologies for not being present the last few days. My presence was requested in Riften. Why? I can only guess because any reject from the Mages Guild could have done what I was asked to do. But that is neither here nor there. Could someone please update me on what has occurred?"

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 05:49 PM

Allerleirauh smiled at B. She gestured towards the seat opposite her, recently vacated by an Imperial who had doubled over and fled from the smoke.

"We had a visitation," she said. "And I'm sorry you weren't here. It would have helped your research. I'll be glad to tell you about it."

 

Posted by: B Sep 27 2004, 05:56 PM

B sits and listens as Allerleirauh enlightens him.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 05:56 PM

Allerleirauh explained, as well as she could, about Sheogorath and his dance with Azura. About Loranna, and her strange state. About the gift all of them had received from Sheogorath. And, lastly, about the fact that the curtains had recently been set on fire.

"And that's about it. We waltzed with the Mad God, and Azura's trapped here, and I'm a little drunk right now. May I pour you a drink?"

 

Posted by: B Sep 27 2004, 06:02 PM

B remained expressionless as Allerleirauh spoke. With a way of his hand, the smoke in the room began to dissipate. Finally, smiling at Allerleirauh, B replied, "A drink would be wonderful."

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 06:04 PM

*Sits quite stunned by the odd happenings, musing only over how much Nelacar was touched by the mad god*

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 06:06 PM

QUOTE(Chex @ Sep 27 2004, 06:14 PM)

*Sits quite stunned by the odd happenings, musing only over how much Nelacar was touched by the mad god*

*





Darius, seeing El_Ahrairah contemplating the two offers already made, turns and smiles a belated welcome to B, saying "Thank you good sir; please, don't mind the ... um, ambiance. Slight change to the itinerary for the festivities and all, you know ..."

Harg looks over and gives Maji a wide, quick grin.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 06:07 PM

She poured for him. One thing about being in Cyrodiil, they were free with their brandy.

"Oh, and Nael's still mad, and he has his tapestry back, and he invited us to a party."

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 06:08 PM

*Blankly looks at Harg, then blushes*

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 06:09 PM

Arynel has been sitting, watching for quite a long while now. He has said nothing, for he has had nothing to say, but he has been lost in thought.

"This gift," the Breton asks himself. "What could it be? Madness, most definatly, yet there is much, much more. I am afraid I do not fully understand as of yet, perhaps I never will."

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 06:10 PM

Allie smiled at the Breton bard. "Arynel, I'm hoping for you it will be music... the world needs more musical geniuses, just now."

 

Posted by: B Sep 27 2004, 06:11 PM

B took the brandy and began to sip it slowly.

He quickly turned to Darius and said, "I thank you, Sir. And I have no problems with the. . . decor."

He turned again to Allerleirauh. "It's a shame about Nael. I had hoped that things would be better for him." Quickly changing the subject, B continued, "Do you know what is planned for tonight?"

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 06:11 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Sep 27 2004, 06:20 PM)

Allie smiled at the Breton bard.  "Arynel, I'm hoping for you it will be music... the world needs more musical geniuses, just now."





"Ah, that is a thought I must consider." The Breton mused. "I thank you, dear lady."

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 06:18 PM

Overhearing B asking what was planned, Darius clears his throat and says " ... Well, dinner mostly, some entertainment ... assuming the few people I convinced to do a play haven't fainted or worse ..."

Loranna gently takes El off to the side to speak to him privately ...

 

Posted by: B Sep 27 2004, 06:23 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Sep 27 2004, 06:28 PM)

Overhearing B asking what was planned, Darius clears his throat and says " ... Well, dinner mostly, some entertainment ... assuming the few people I convinced to do a play haven't fainted or worse ..."

*




"Thank you. It sounds delightful."

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 06:24 PM

QUOTE(B @ Sep 27 2004, 06:33 PM)

"Thank you.  It sounds delightful."

*





Darius motions to his servants to resume bringing out the feast, and goes to look for the brave souls who offered to get up and act out the Horror at Xyr for tonight.

Harg manages to walk over to Maji and rumble "The fist of Harg is pleased to see you again, and hopes the night has not been too rough on you."

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 06:30 PM

QUOTE

Harg manages to walk over to Maji and rumble "The fist of Harg is pleased to see you again, and hopes the night has not been too rough on you."


*Holds up bottle of Flin*
"Couldn't be better, really. I'm certainly looking forward to the play. Do you have a part, Fist of Harg?"

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 06:32 PM

QUOTE(Chex @ Sep 27 2004, 06:40 PM)

*Holds up bottle of Flin*
"Couldn't be better, really. I'm certainly looking forward to the play. Do you have a part, Fist of Harg?"

*





"Er, no," says Harg.

Darius hands Harg an Argonian Mask and a book. "Here; you're the second guard."

"Er, yes," says Harg, blushing.

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 06:35 PM

*raises eyebrow*
"'Haven't seen Xyr in a while...Can't even remember the plot..."

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 06:37 PM



"Xyr, you say?" Arynel jests. "I saw in in mournhold once, I believe the lead was absent, and a mysterious hero came to take his place."

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 06:39 PM

Nelacar bursts into laughter: A huge nord playing an Argonian.

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 06:44 PM

*Grins at Nel*
Come now, I've seen argonians bigger than Harg. Real monsters.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 06:45 PM

QUOTE(Chex @ Sep 27 2004, 06:45 PM)

*raises eyebrow*
"'Haven't seen Xyr in a while...Can't even remember the plot..."

*





"It's a gripping horror," Darius says to Maji with a smile, going to grab a pretty Dunmer noblewoman who seems to be trying to run away ...

Samson finds himself playing the part of the Imperial guard, while a young Breton gets to play the Argonian maid.

"Now, ladies and gentlemen," Darius says, bowing to everyone, "We are proud to present, the chilling Horror at Castle Xyr!"

And with that, Darius's mage servants start up a little illusion magic to set the mood ...

Samson, at least, knows his lines without having to look at his script too often; the Dunmer woman at least knows how to play her character even if she forgot half the lines and needed to read them from her script, and the Breton at least knows how to look timid. However, when Harg comes on the stage ...


QUOTE

Anara watches Clavides disappear down the tunnel. She appears agitated, and finally runs for the front door. When she opens it, ULLIS, an Argonian lieutenant in the Imperial guard is standing at the entrance. She screams.



Harg: The Fist of ... er, Ullis, is sorry to have caused you such fear, as he knows that he is large and imposing and very scary with these scaly ears. He asks you not to be afraid and to watch out for his tail, which is large and stout and very becoming for a fighter of his stature.

Darius all but collapses in a faint ...

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 06:47 PM

Arynel bursts out in a fit of uncontrollable laughter.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 06:48 PM

Allerleirauh laughed. She found she still knew all the lines by heart.

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 06:49 PM

*Face grows red as she tries not to laugh*

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 06:51 PM

Nelacar laughs, wine coming out of his nose.
"Ahahahahahahahaha!"

 

Posted by: Love_From_Above Sep 27 2004, 07:15 PM

*argonian grumbling*

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 07:18 PM

QUOTE(Nelacar @ Sep 27 2004, 07:01 PM)

Nelacar laughs, wine coming out of his nose.
"Ahahahahahahahaha!"

*





Loranna, trying to hold back the giggles, wipes Nelacar's face; the crowd is shaking with laughter.

As the play draws to a close and the villian exposed, Harg angrily Demands "The Fist of Ullis is shocked that you would turn out to be so evil, and demands to know what foul magic you thought would tear apart his powerful frame, even though not even two Ogrims at once have managed to take him down yet."

The Dunmer woman playing the villianess blinks and mutters. "Uh ... lightning; er, I find fire to be too unpredictable ..."

"HA! The Fist of Ullis will show you lightning!" Harg yells, and he draws his sword.

"Wha! Big guy!" Samson yelps, trying to stop Harg.

"Merciful Ayem keep him AWAY FROM ME!" the Dunmer shrieks ...

"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the end!" Darius says very loudly, motioning for someone to knock Harg out. "Please show your love for our actors and actresses by applause ..."

 

Posted by: Love_From_Above Sep 27 2004, 07:19 PM

*charges the stage*

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 07:20 PM

A strange expression crosses Arynel's face.

"What?"

 

Posted by: Love_From_Above Sep 27 2004, 07:21 PM

Harg wheels on the argonian charging the stage and brings his clenched fist directly upon Love-From-Above's head, knocking the poor argonian clean out.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 07:21 PM

Laughing almost too hard to keep her balance, Allie leapt to her feet, snatching up a brass candleabra. She had no intention of knocking Harg out; she was aiming for his "fist", in hopes of disarming him.

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 07:22 PM

Seeing the commotion, Arynel leaps up so as not to be caught by suprise.

 

Posted by: B Sep 27 2004, 07:23 PM

B watches in amazement.

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 07:25 PM

Nelacar stands, holding out his hand as though he were grabbing a staf. His walking stick appears, and he hurls himself onto the stage, clubbing Harg with it.
"Back! Get back, you overgrown orc! Get back or there shall be no gro-Hargs!"

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 07:25 PM

QUOTE(B @ Sep 27 2004, 07:33 PM)

B watches in amazement.

*





Loranna-Azura turns to look at B, her now emerald green eyes looking curious. "Pardon, but is this meant to be part of the show? It seems a bit unrehearsed, from what I understand of mortal plays ..."

Darius, meanwhile, is rapidly downing enough brandy to give him the strength to physically restrain Harg, all while Samson gets clonked by the candlebara as it rebounds off of Harg's fist and mayhem ensues ...

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 07:26 PM

Arynel casts a paralyzis spell at Harg, hoping it takes affect.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 07:27 PM

Allerleirauh frowned, getting serious. Harg's fists were certainly worthy of legend. That blow would have broken a normal man's hand. At least she had his attention.

Her dance slippers were hopeless on the polished floor; she kept slipping. If she wasn't careful, she'd slide right past him.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 07:31 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Sep 27 2004, 07:37 PM)

Allerleirauh frowned, getting serious. Harg's fists were certainly worthy of legend. That blow would have broken a normal man's hand. At least she had his attention.

Her dance slippers were hopeless on the polished floor;  she kept slipping. If she wasn't careful, she'd slide right past him.

*






Harg manages, thanks to the combined efforts of Nelacar, Darius, and Arynel, to get right in position to prevent Allerleirauh from zipping past him, his powerful arms outstretched in a way that ought to catch her.

"The Fist of Harg thinks we should have rehearsed this once or twice before trying to play it out," he says as Allerleirauh gets close enough to hear. His eyes twinkle merrily.

Samson leans down to check Love From Above, while Darius grunts "Melanus, dispel please; that spell hit me ..."

 

Posted by: B Sep 27 2004, 07:33 PM

B stands up from his chair and gazes into Harg's eyes. With a wave of his hand, B yells, "Stop!"

As the charm is cast, B hopes it's enough to temporarily bind him.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 07:35 PM

Allerleirauh slid into Harg's arms, just in time to be caught by B's spell. She and Harg, frozen, locked in an embrace, exchanged glances. Right. Just two Nords, making idiots of themselves in the Imperial City.

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 07:36 PM

Nelacar chuckles.
"Nords..."
Nelacar realizes his mistake and hopes Loranna didn't hear him.

 

Posted by: B Sep 27 2004, 07:39 PM

B walks over and taps Allerleirauh on the shoulder, releasing her from the spell.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 07:40 PM

Allerleirauh wouldn't meet B's eyes. Blushing, she said under her breath, "Well, if we had to be paralyzed, at least we had clothes on..."

 

Posted by: B Sep 27 2004, 07:42 PM

B turns to Loranna. "Something isn't quite right. I don't think this behavior is normal."

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 07:45 PM

QUOTE(B @ Sep 27 2004, 07:52 PM)

B turns to Loranna.  "Something isn't quite right.  I don't think this behavior is normal."

*





"I see," Loranna-Azura says thoughtfully. "Oh well; probably just a little lingering effect of my brother's presence ..."

Loranna-Azura frowns, thinking to herself Right; my brother ... whom I can not follow back home. Sigh; well, I suppose then it's not worth counting what I see tonight in trying to understand them ...

Darius gets freed of the spell that hit him, and Harg simply grunts "Eh, it's not hot enough to warrant not wearing armor."

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 07:46 PM

"All this and that Nord's making jokes!" Arynel exclaims, bewildered.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 07:49 PM

"I'm really sorry," Allerleirauh said to Harg, using her own magic to free Harg from the spell.

 

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 27 2004, 07:49 PM

*goes over to Arynel after falling asleep at teh banquet table*

"What is happening?" Erenius asks Arynel groggily.

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 07:52 PM

QUOTE(FireMaster @ Sep 27 2004, 07:59 PM)

*goes over to Arynel after falling asleep at teh banquet table*

"What is happening?" Erenius asks Arynel groggily.

*





"Ever heard of that castle Xyr play?" Arynel answered, casting a spell of restore fatigue to help wake up Erenius. "We seem to have added a new part, with audience participation."

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 07:53 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Sep 27 2004, 07:59 PM)

"I'm really sorry," Allerleirauh said to Harg, using her own magic to free Harg from the spell.





"Heh, the Fist of Harg has no complaints, other than the scratch on his knuckles," he says. "Perhaps later you, that Maji ladyfriend, the goddessgirl, and he can show these people some real dancing!"

 

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 27 2004, 07:56 PM

"Interesting play...read it a few years ago, never forgot it however...must say though, Clavidies is probably the single most interesting character in the assorted Dunmer plays after the occupation I have read." Erenius says. "And I thank you, Arynel, for that...needed a good wake up. Those chairs arent comfortable, and the table is a horrible place to sleep at...especially when you use your arms as a pillow."

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 07:57 PM

Allerleirauh dropped him a courtesy. "I'd like that."

She was still on stage. Now horribly embarrassed, she returned to her seat.

 

Posted by: Love_From_Above Sep 27 2004, 07:58 PM

Love-From-Above stirs under the chaos winding itself out above him. The argonian rubs his head and slowly stands muttering and looks up just in time to see a green glowing mass of magicka hurtling towards him.

"What isss thi......"

Love-From-Above is frozen in a state of what appears to be resignation at his fate.

EDIT: OOC: Bad timing as always... *taps his watch*

*casts dispel on his avatar*

Love-From-Above looks around, seeming very confused.

 

Posted by: B Sep 27 2004, 08:00 PM

B returns to his seat and sips some more of his brandy.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 08:02 PM

Darius smiles weakly. "Er, perhaps we should stick to eating our meal and maybe a few dances afterward; the entertainment doesn't seem to be working too well ..."

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 08:03 PM

"You all seem to take these things very optimistically." Arynel noted. "And you are quite right Darius, a meal would be nice."

 

Posted by: FireMaster Sep 27 2004, 08:05 PM

"Maybe too optimistically?" Erenius asides to noone in particular, but heard my most within earshot.

 

Posted by: One87xe Sep 27 2004, 08:21 PM

*One and Ami make their way inside and make their way towards the drink table...the smells of a grand feast fill the air...*

"Drink Ami?"

*One takes two Dwemer Goblets from the table....surprised by the fact no one has used them...he then pours some Cyrodiilic Brandy in each and gives one to Ami...*

"Why thank you Master One...the food smells really good" she replied

"Indeed Ami...although we should keep our guard up...anything that hasn't happened probably will"

"Your probably right Master One" Ami said

*One then walks into the side room and returns with two chairs...the pair sit down and watch as the feastivites get under way...*

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 08:44 PM

Reasoning that someone has to remain as the audience, Maji happily enjoys the scene, chuckling when appropriate, and hoping that none of the events actually occur in the play.

 

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 27 2004, 08:47 PM

*Attrebus walks into the Hall with a small group of children - ten in all. Among the group were two children recognised by the cook; one his son and the other his friend.*

"I believe these are the children you were looking for." Said Attrebus "However, I also bring sad tidings. These are the only children out of those missing that I found alive. I found the remaining fifty or so crushed to death in the forrest - crushed by Sheogorath's machine. Their families have been informed, and are receiving proper burials as we speak. Perhaps we should honour their passing as the final act of this Ball?"

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 08:50 PM

Arynel's gaze turns to the floor, the Breton is humbled by the news.

 

Posted by: B Sep 27 2004, 08:50 PM

B bows his head in sadness. A tear runs down his cheek.

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 08:52 PM

*Frowns and blinks*
"Crushed? And what is this machine of the mad god you speak of?"

 

Posted by: One87xe Sep 27 2004, 08:56 PM

*One and Ami sit stunned by the news Attrebus the Guard just relayed....they remain silent...*

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 09:02 PM

Allerleirauh rushed to identify the children she had been looking for. "Attrebus, I don't understand. What are you saying?"

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 09:03 PM

"I wonder..." Arynel began, scratching his chin. "We have a gift comeing to us, if I am not mistaken. I realize pulling back the veil of death is not within the Mad Ones domain, but perhaps he has connnection I do not know of. It is a fools hope, though, and I'm scarce to put much faith in it."

 

Posted by: Attrebus Sep 27 2004, 09:11 PM

*Attrebus recounts the events from the night when children were heard singing from the forrest.*

"I decided to investigate the strange singing coming from the forrest a couple of nights ago. After catching up, my body started to age very quickly - most of you would have seen the results when I returned. Other people were running towards the singing as well, and they were also aging. That's when I saw it... a large group of wagons and a *machine* of some description. The old people were flocking towards it singing, but their voices were that of children! The large metal machine increased it's speed, and my aged body had trouble keeping pace. Most of the old people ran towards this machine and were crushed by it! I tried to stop it by using a fireball spell, but it was no use - I did manage to cause a coffin to fall out, which is where that prophecy came from. I dared not look inside it, for I feared that the person laying in there was ME! That was when I arrived back in the hall, and that is what caused the children to be crushed."

 

Posted by: El_Ahrairah Sep 27 2004, 09:15 PM

*bows his head* I'm sorry to hear this.

That the Golden Road doth make such a merry song!

 

Posted by: One87xe Sep 27 2004, 09:16 PM

*One and Ami listen intentively to Attrebus' story...upon completion Ami starts to shed tears while One looks confused...*

"What manner of machine could that be? It must be some kind of Dwemer device as I've never heard of a Daedric Prince using such things...hmm...

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 09:19 PM

Strangely, Allerleirauh felt no desire to cry, but her breathing was harsh and ragged in her throat.

This is what happens when you dance with daedra, she thought. Daedra were not kittens, not playthings. They were more like weather patterns. A whirlwind might not mean to kill you; killing you was its nature.

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 09:20 PM

"Sheogorath? This thing seems more like the work of Mehrunes Dagon..."

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 09:22 PM

Loranna-Azura's green eyes change to blue as an expression of confused horror slowly comes over her girlish features ...

" ... But ... but ... it's wasn't supposed to ..." she whispers, " ... They weren't meant to be hurt ..."

She slumps, and as she slides from her chair her eyes turn green again, and her expression hardens into displeasure as she rights herself.

"You overheroic, blind fool," she hisses, "you didn't even have the sense to try and tell truth from illusion when you knew you were tailing my brother? Did you stop to think that maybe throwing a fireball into an area packed with children might be a bad idea? Or are you just going to blame this wholly on Sheogorath's will, like so many others already do?"

Loranna-Azura's hands are trembling, however, and those near her can hear her whsiper under her breath " ... Can't just let this go ... have to do something, make it right. ..."

"Dear, there's nothing that can be done; it's happened, it's past, all you and the others can do is move on," Loranna-Azura says aloud, though her tone softens slightly.


"But ..." Loranna whispers, tears starting to form in her eyes.

" ... I cannot bring back the dead..." Azura mutters, glaring at Attrebus for a moment. "I can't ..."

Her voice chokes off, and her eyes waver back and forth between blue and green, as her expression rushes frmo sorrow, to stubbroness, to tears, to anger, to a desperate, pleading look, to ... shame.

"... It was a game, nothing more than that," she says quietly, her voice somewhere between Loranna's and Loranna-Azura's. "It was supposed to be fun for you as well as us; we agreed, no breaking of anyone, just this once ..."

Her trembling becomes more pronounced. " ... You ... why couldn't you stop and look ... why did you ... "

Her eyes turn fully blue for a few seconds. "Stop it; you're hurting her ... it's wasn't her intention, she didn't want this to happen ..."

Her eyes blaze green. "Wretched little ... I tried to make this fun for you all, and you go and cause this ... why do you keep doing this ..."

Teeth clenched, hands balled into fists, eyes closed, she runs toward Attrebus, looking like she's going to bury her fists in his face; when she reaches him however, she opens her eyes, and they are blue-green, and pleading.

" ... I'll make this right ... damn you ..." she whispers, before turning to run out of the hall.

Darius and most everyone else can only stand and stare, the horror of the tragedy compounded by the sight of Loranna and Azura seeming to fall apart.

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 09:25 PM

Casting danger aside, Arynel charges out after Loranna-Azura.

 

Posted by: One87xe Sep 27 2004, 09:28 PM

*One begins to confort Ami as Loranna/Azura flees the ball...with Arynel close behind...*

 

Posted by: Love_From_Above Sep 27 2004, 09:30 PM

Love-From-Above still sits on the stairs of the stage rubbing his head in a daze. Looking up at Darius weakly who also appears to be a bit flustered himself, Love-From-Above croaks:

"Wherrre.... Wherre am I?"

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 09:34 PM

QUOTE(Love_From_Above @ Sep 27 2004, 09:40 PM)

Love-From-Above still sits on the stairs of the stage rubbing his head in a daze.  Looking up at Darius weakly who also appears to be a bit flustered himself, Love-From-Above croaks:

"Wherrre.... Wherre am I?"

*





"You're at a party that just ended," Darius says to Love From Above, putting his brandy bottle down. " ... You took a bit of a blow to your head there; are you feeling all right or shall I call for the healer ..."

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 09:36 PM

I pity those fool enough to blame beings who cannot die for not being remorseful over something they cannot understand. If Sheogorath did this anyways, what's it to him? He's never known death. You have.
Can you blame the messenger for the news he brings? No, or else you are an idiot. The Princes, despite the fact that I will likely be struck down for telling you this, are merely messengers of their Spheres, which are merely news from Padhome. So is it not an idiot's task to blame the Princes for it?
And what user of magick is dumb enough to cast a fireball on a hulking heap of metal? What will you do with that? Burn the metal into stopping? Hmph! Anybody with the intelligence to cast such a spell could tell you that frost would cause the machine to slow!
When I return, you are formally challenged to a duel.

*Turns and runs after Loranna*

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 09:37 PM

Allerleirauh suddenly realized she wouldn't get a chance to show them all Nordic dancing with Harg, and simultaneously accused herself of being a terrible person to care about such a trivial thing. But that was what it meant to be human, to be constantly distracted by your own thoughts.

It occured to her that Harg and Samson both seemed like kind men who would be good with children. She herself was not; children tended to shy from her white hair and stern expression.

"Help me find something to distract these little ones," she said to Harg, including Samson with a glance. "They've been through a lot."

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 09:40 PM

Harg looks at Allerleirauh and frowns. "The Fist of Harg saw the look of a crusader in the eyes of that girl before she fled; she is not ready for such things and needs a guiding hand. Go; these children shall be entertained and distracted."

He motions Samson over, muttering something into his friend's ear. Samson nods, and smiles at the kids. "Hey there; you two look hungry ..."

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 09:42 PM

*Seems torn between staying with Harg and heading after Loranna*
*Casts a 'I'm sorry' glance at Harg, and scurries after the departing group*

 

Posted by: Love_From_Above Sep 27 2004, 09:43 PM

The argonian surveys the mess splayed out across the Hall and nods in agreement.

"So this one speaks the truth. This one sees it's cue to exit. I thank you for your hospitality and if I have taken anything of value from your hearth, it was not me!"

Love-From-Above snorts.

"This one would be honored to help prepare a final feast for the evening so that I might hear what has happened in thiss place. My mind cannot remember. It seems the blow to my head has jarred all of it's memories loose... but I do believe legs of lambs could help us remember." Usually Love-From-Above was a modest guest and asked for very little quarter but he was very hungry for some unremembered reason.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 09:45 PM

QUOTE(Chex @ Sep 27 2004, 09:52 PM)

*Seems torn between staying with Harg and heading after Loranna*
*Casts a 'I'm sorry' glance at Harg, and scurries after the departing group*

*





Those chasing after Loranna-Azura will find she is moving Away From The Manor, with seemingly little direction and with a good deal of speed. Her dress seems to be rent and her shoes are missing, and the crown on her head slips and falls into the river.

Only those who are willing to push themeselves to their limits have a chance of catching her.

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 09:46 PM

Noticing Loranna-Azura's increase in pace, Arynel casts a fortify speed spell on himself, and those around him.

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 09:48 PM

Oh damn it all! She's fast!
Nelacar begins to run as fast as he can to catch Loranna, and casts a spell to fortify his speed, figuring two couldn't hurt him.
Why the scarab do these kinds of things always happen at balls I go to?

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 09:49 PM

Oh for pity's sake, Allerleirauh thought in dismay, seeing the crown of Kintyra hit the water. She knew it would be gone forever if she waited more than a moment, and her first instinct was to dive for it. But she had more pressing needs.

Oh, I'm going to pay for this later... Attrebus will kill me...

She doubled her pace. Then halved her pace, and more sensibly joggled a potion of speed down her throat.

 

Posted by: One87xe Sep 27 2004, 09:54 PM

*One stands to go after Loranna/Azura, but the sorrow in Ami's eyes keeps him close by...in a desperate attempt at reason he uses his newest of powers...*

"D"

"Oh what do you want? This is so not a good time...so make it quick..."

"Why did this happen? Can you tell me anything about this Machine?"

"Look Man...if your trying to get into morals and ethics and all that junk this truly is not a good time...I'm so busy I'm not even going to ask how you learned the proper summoning ritual...but I have an idea...

"What good is this power if you're not going to help me?"

"Maybe you should just go ask at the Imperial Cult...or pick up a book and read about Arkay...he's the one that protects the children...so go away...your bothering me...

*Seemingly getting no help One sets down and continues to ponder the events that have occured...while Ami weeps on his shoulder...*

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 10:03 PM

*Stops for a moment near the river, breathing heavily.*
*Reaches inside her robe and conjures a ring*
*Whips it on and evokes the levitation spell*
*Can be seen, moments later, gliding above the tree tops*

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 10:04 PM

Those who used magic can catch Loranna-Azura as she's reaching the outer limits of the manor's grounds; by now her dress is ripped to her waist and she is stumbling, though her pace doesn't slacken until someone grabs her.

Should someone grab her, she'll snarl "Let me go!" and make a half-hearted attempt to get away.

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 10:06 PM

Arynel considers casting a paralysis spell, but does not.

"I want to see whats going on here." He mutters under his breath.

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 10:07 PM

Nelacar, having cast two speed fortifiers, comes withing grasping distance first, grabbing her around the waist, casting a spell to calm her.
I think I damaged my brittle old mer hip...
"Stay still dear."

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 10:07 PM

Allerleirauh had tackled far bigger and stronger targets than Loranna. The two tumbled onto the manicured grass.

 

Posted by: Love_From_Above Sep 27 2004, 10:11 PM

Still rubbing his head Love-From-Above looks over at Darius who is standing on the landing of the manor watching the display before them in the same state of amusement/befuddlement.

"What has this one been feeding usss? I am not so sure it would be wise to feast here after all.." Love-From-Above gurgles an argonian chuckle.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 10:20 PM

QUOTE(Love_From_Above @ Sep 27 2004, 10:21 PM)

Still rubbing his head Love-From-Above looks over at Darius who is standing on the landing of the manor watching the display before them in the same state of amusement/befuddlement.

"What has this one been feeding usss?  I am not so sure it would be wise to feast here after all.." Love-From-Above gurgles an argonian chuckle.

*





Darius chuckles mirthlessly at Love ...

Loranna hits the ground and goes oof, the calm spell having some effect, though her eyes are blazing green right now ...

"Unhand me!" she demands, though Allerleirauh can feel her hands grab Allie as though to avoid getting pulled away ...

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 10:24 PM

"I don't intend to use my hands at all," Allerleirauh said. Her blood was up; she wasn't in the habit of chasing after people. "I'm going to sit on you, until you decide to stay in one place."

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 10:24 PM

Holding Loranna and Azura from behind, Nelacar looks at Allerleirauh. "That's not necessary, although I'd be grateful for a healing potion. I seem to have cracked open my hip, and I'm in terrible agony."
"Not going to happen, Azura. Unless, of course, you decide to calm down. Loranna's done that, thankfully."
Oh Xerxes, what did I just do to my health?

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 10:26 PM

*Hovers above, watching the affair*

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 10:27 PM

Arynel closes his eyes and lifts his hands, a blinding light erupts from his fingertips.

"That won't last long." The Breton mummbles. "But I hope it will help things calm down a little."

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 10:31 PM

Allerleirauh had, over the past several days, developed a great fondness for the Breton bard.

Potions were her one great gift. She offered Nelacar a small vial from the chatelaine that swung from her jeweled belt.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 10:33 PM

Azura shrieks, and hurls out curses and invective; she threatens to doom their family lines to lingering perdition and to die at the hands of those they love most; she swears she will unmake them here and now; she screams painfully at Allerleirauh, accusing her of betraying her over and over, culminating in Vivec's last escapade and not defending her from Attrebus's accusing glare ...

And through it all, Loranna's hands squeeze Allie's for support, and somehow Allie can hear Loranna whisper She doesn't mean it; my own anger's infected her and she's not used to this ... please, don't - don't take it personally, just keep holding me down ...

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 10:38 PM

Nelacar whispers to quietly for any to hear. Soon Azura is slowed somewhat by the paralysis spells.
This might be harder than I thought.
The fluid from within the vial begins to snake it's way through the air and into Nelacar's mouth.
At least she hasn't threathened to steal my treasures from me yet. I'd not be a noblemer without them.
Nelacar whispers into Loranna's ear, attempting to soothe any anger in her and lessen the chance of his cursing.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 10:44 PM

Allerleirauh regarded the temper tantrum dispassionately. It must be hard to be a daedra thrust into the mortal world. Surely Azura was the ultimate spoiled child.

"You played your game, and someone died," she said. "That happens. It's not the first time. Many have died as a result of your games, Azura. So what."

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 10:52 PM

Nelacar just glares at Allie.
"By Xerxes! At least offer an explanation as to why you hate the Daedra so much! What? Lose a parent to one? A friend? Get cursed and turn into a woman? Husband? Lover? Get betrayed by one? Emotional scars? Whatever it is, it can wait until later!

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 10:54 PM

"You're mad, Nelacar," Allie said quietly. "I would feel sorry for you, but you welcomed madness into your house with open arms."

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 10:56 PM


"Quiet you!" Arynel scolds Nelacar. "Allerleirauh's playing the best hand she can with the cards available."

 

Posted by: Love_From_Above Sep 27 2004, 11:00 PM

"That one knows what it is to deal with the beings of Oblivion I thinks..." Love-From-Above nods at Allereirauh.

"As have I. Once their direct presence has been permitted to flourish on our plane, forever will it's effects ripple out through time. Like ripples in a marshpond where water drips from the leaves of a fern." The argonian clears his throat and yawns.

"Serjo Darius, this one would ask if it could help you prepare a final feast for your guests? Sometimes it is best to let Daedra brood because there is little else we can do."

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 27 2004, 11:02 PM

*Touches down*
"Hush now, all of you. Such quarrels should have been left behind."

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 11:02 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Sep 27 2004, 10:54 PM)

Allerleirauh regarded the temper tantrum dispassionately. It must be hard to be a daedra thrust into the mortal world. Surely Azura was the ultimate spoiled child.

"You played your game, and someone died," she said. "That happens. It's not the first time. Many have died as a result of your games, Azura. So what."

*






Loranna's blue eyes stare up at Allerleirauh, tear-streaked and frightened and almost defiant, but Allie can see the look of contemplation come over her face ...

"No; no, you know what I've tried to do, you know what I've thought, how I felt ..." Azura's voice whispers quietly as Loranna's face trembles, coming to the edge of a realiztion she doesn't want to acknowledge. "She's blaming me for things that went wrong; she's trying to confuse you, drive us apart. You're my most favored mortal; nothing can seperate us ... I love you, love every part of you ..."

Loranna's eyes fill with fear, and Allie can see the wheels in her head turning; she repeats "A game, and people died ..."

Azura's voice whispers horesely "Dearest, no ... please, no; I can't lose you ..." But then, a look of total realiztion comes acrosss Loranna's face ... and her eyes turn green, full of anger, hatred, and sorrow.

"Why, why ...?" she demands of Allie. "I still loved you; I would have chosen you except you had wanted me at arm's length ... why are you trying to turn her against me? Have I not ... haven't I ... tried to understand ...?"

Loranna's body begins to shake, and Azura pleads "Don't do this to me, please; he took everything I thought made me who I am; please don't take the last thing that makes me ... don't take my ..."

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 11:04 PM

QUOTE(Love_From_Above @ Sep 27 2004, 11:10 PM)

"That one knows what it is to deal with the beings of Oblivion I thinks..." Love-From-Above nods at Allereirauh.

"As have I.  Once their direct presence has been permitted to flourish on our plane, forever will it's effects ripple out through time.  Like ripples in a marshpond where water drips from the leaves of a fern."  The argonian clears his throat and yawns. 

"Serjo Darius, this one would ask if it could help you prepare a final feast for your guests?  Sometimes it is best to let Daedra brood because there is little else we can do."

*





Darius sighs. " ... A feast to honor the recently dead, who shall doubtless come back next year and look at us with sad, unknowing eyes," he says, tuning to order the final arrangements. "It is most unlucky to die on Tales and Tallows ..."

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 11:09 PM

Allie's expression was unreadable.

"Loranna, I do have one question for you. Why did you allow Azura to inhabit your body?"

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 11:13 PM

"And why did----"
*Nelacar lets go of Loranna and Azura, vomitting all over the ground*
Ughhhhhhh.... Too much wine... Could somebody hold her? I- I- I have to go pass out for a few minutes...

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 11:14 PM

Arynel casts a paralysis spell at Loranna-Azura.

"Answer the question." He says.

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 27 2004, 11:19 PM

"You'll live a lot----"
Nelacar vomits in a bush.
"---longer if you're gentler with her."
"Oh Xerxes, my threats aren't so effective when I'm this drunk."

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 11:20 PM

Although her expression didn't change, Allerleirauh stroked the smooth skin of Loranna's arm as she would stroke a horse. Be still, I have you.

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 11:22 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Sep 27 2004, 11:19 PM)

Allie's expression was unreadable.

"Loranna, I do have one question for you. Why did you allow Azura to inhabit your body?"





Azura's eyes blink, looking down, and Loranna's voice says quietly

" ... She needed someone to hold her."

Azura's eyes tremble with shame. " ... Have I really fallen that low ..." she sobs. " ... Am I really that ... that ..."

"I wanted to help her; I ... I always thought she truly wanted to help mortals and now here she was, needing my help, and ..." Loranna's voice says quietly, no trace of sobbing present.

" ... Sweet Padomy ... I'm being pitied ..." Azura said, sounding bitter.

" ... I wanted to love her as she loved us ..." Loranna says.

" ... I didn't understand mortals, ever; how could I have truly loved them ..." Azura says quietly, unable to look at anyone.

" ...She meant well; I could feel that, and when we joined I knew it for certain ..."

"They're right; I'm not who you think I am. I ... I'm a storm, just like my brother, just like the rest of my brothers and sisters. I don't ..."

"She tried, she really did; she just didn't know how to try without hurting the ones she wanted to help, and when they got angry she felt hurt, betrayed. Shouldn't intent count for something? Shouldn't you try to help someone who really tries learn how to reach out?"

" ... Loranna? What ..." A note of uncertainty, of confusion, creeps into Azura's voice.

" ... She's not what I thought, but she does mean well, in her own way," Loranna says, tears now coming into her blue eyes. "Maybe we can't ever truly understand or be like each other, but ... it's worth trying ..."

" ... What, what ..." Azura says, sounding confused, almost frightened. "Why are you still holding me? Why aren't you ... running ..."

"I said I would give myself to my Lady, to share her joy and sorrow and to help her understand the world I live in," Loranna whispers. "I didn't see clearly before, but it doesn't change things. She still means well, deep down; she still needs someone to hold her; she, and I ... can still try to understand one another ..."

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 11:24 PM

"They ways of daedra are not the ways of mortals." Arynel said. "If it is at all possible, you must let this go."

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 11:30 PM

Allerleirauh, for her part, did not understand. The Nord part of her soul thought for a moment that severing this poor creature's head with an axe would be quick and merciful.

Mercy, in the Dunmer sense, she thought, and smiled, remembering how Vivec had named her in the Trial.

Surely it wasn't possible to live, with your spirit divided in two. But it wasn't up to her, was it?

Allerleirauh rose, offered the fallen women her hand. "Shall we go back?"

 

Posted by: Love_From_Above Sep 27 2004, 11:37 PM

Love-From-Above emits a low rumbling sigh as he joins the beleaguered staff to help prepare a meal for those that remained.

A note left to the argonian while he was asleep detailed the location of where Nael had stowed several jars of a very sweet and non-alcoholic comberry juice while he had been sneaking about the Hall, unobserved by it's guests.

It would be a fitting toast to the young ones who died as a result of Daedra and mortals alike that meddled in affairs beyond their grasp.

EDIT: OOC: an RP note. Nael's juice will restore and fortify your magicka fing34.gif

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 27 2004, 11:40 PM

Loranna-Azura takes Allerleirauh's hand. " ... Guess living in Cyrodil most of my life's made me more half a Nord," she says with an honest attempt at a wry grin, her eyes now a shining blue-green. " ... Help me carry Nelacar back, please? ... And, thank you, all of you."

 

Posted by: Dumbkid Sep 27 2004, 11:42 PM

Arynel casts a feather spell on Nelacar.

"That should help you carry him." The Breton said.

 

Posted by: Allerleirauh Sep 27 2004, 11:51 PM

They returned to the Hall much more slowly than they had set out; there was no conversation, except for the occasional choking fits from Nelacar.

 

Posted by: Sheogorath Sep 27 2004, 11:55 PM

Sheogorath in his land of shadow and obtuse ascent,
Can’t be seen but listens down to the manor and dell.
To him dancing sweetly and crushing the innocent,
These are simply acts done poorly or done very well.

I came to you with a dance of death and a guileless song
I bring life and death, my mad black banner unfurled.
Real or illusion, the guard only got this part wrong --
The caravan’s but a cog: my machine is the world.

chaos.gif

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 28 2004, 12:06 AM

*Stands still, looking back to the river*
"What is a goddess without a crown?"

 

Posted by: Loranna Sep 28 2004, 12:10 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Sep 28 2004, 12:05 AM)

Sheogorath in his land of shadow and obtuse ascent,
Can’t be seen but listens down to the manor and dell.
To him dancing sweetly and crushing the innocent,
These are simply acts done poorly or done very well.

I came to you with a dance of death and a guileless song
I bring life and death, my mad black banner unfurled.
Real or illusion, the guard only got this part wrong --
The caravan’s but a cog: my machine is the world.

chaos.gif

*






A laughing song, a careless dance,
Two girls set out to play.
Children called to sing perchance
On the dead's special day.

Life into death, dawn to dusk,
The children could not stay.
They shall return, in crushed husks
On the dead's special day.

Death into life, dusk to dawn,
This order must ever stay.
Make a queen from prince and pawn
On the dead's special day.

An oath is sworn, in private thought
As a glass is raised in dismay.
This lesson learned, with such price bought,
Shall be kept on every day ...

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

Loranna-Azura: To all those souls who poured their hearts and laughter into this dance, I thank you all, and bid you, a happy Dusk and a lovely Dawn.

Until we meet again,

FINIS

 

Posted by: Nelacar Sep 28 2004, 12:12 AM

OOC: Cheers to all and good night! The ball is now over! We'll likely do another one during December for New Life. Till then: smile.gif.

 

Posted by: Chex Sep 28 2004, 12:13 AM

*Bows to her gracious host*
Until we meet again.

 

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