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Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 04:21 AM

Hello, and welcome to our Elder Scrolls Role Playing threads, where we adventure and socialize in the vibrant land of Tamriel.

Before we begin, we'd like to clarify a few things:

This is an 'open roleplay' and everyone is encouraged to join in at any time!

'Open' roleplay does not mean 'unorganized' or 'limitless', however. The events in this story are usually planned, and if something BIG happens, you can be certain that it is the result of much discussion between players, usually in the mIRC chat (#Loranna_RP). This is not just a bunch of disorganized individuals doing what they think would be fun for their character at the time.

So, while everyone is welcome to join in, they are NOT welcome to jump in and do big, world-changing things without DISCUSSING IT FIRST. Let me be very clear about what cannot be done without permission:

1:
Any action that effects another person's character, for ill or good. Although most people realize they can't harm another person's character without permission, many don't realize that you can't HELP another character without permission, either. Many characters have flaws for a reason. Don't go healing, saving, or otherwise fixing another character without DISCUSSING IT FIRST with the player involved.

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

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

For information on reaching #Loranna_RP via Mirc or Chatspike, look http://sekkairc.freewebpage.org/.

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

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

Thank you, and have fun!

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Summary for Loranna:

Loranna, having been talking with Slyvos in the Mage Guild, has just been alerted by the sound of a scuffle, and is watching Tos'un and Cycrius be led off by guards to the local slammer, where they will get to tell their story to a constable and, hopefully, spend but a short time in jail.

Posted by: Jakut Apr 7 2005, 04:24 AM

OOC Summary:

Didryn is outside the Mages' Guild in Westcastle, watching Tos'un and Cyrcius carted off to the local hoosegow, his dead arm beginning to attract flies. He is searching for a healer to help him with his arm.

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Due to Loranna's going all O_O at me, I am clarifying that 'dead arm' is an expression.

Posted by: Aki Apr 7 2005, 04:32 AM

Summary

Reichi is searching for a better suit of armor, and Tohe was watching Tos'un's fight untill the guards interrupted.

Stupid Guards.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 7 2005, 04:32 AM

Teleran is at the mages guild after witnessing Tos’un and Cyrcius getting dragged away by the guards. Nothing too important to be doing at the moment bar finding the witches coven and a cure for Illidan.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 7 2005, 05:01 AM

OOC: Arynel is currently at the library in Ald Raathem, reading http://til.gamingsource.net/mwbooks/lessrude.shtml

Posted by: Nalion Apr 7 2005, 11:04 AM

OOC Summary:
Nalion is currently in Westcastle, talking with people about the recent changes in High Rock and the current situation. Aside from this, he uses the library of the Mages Guild to do research.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 7 2005, 11:36 AM

ooc: Please remember that you cannot describe your actions as affecting another character without the other person's permission. "I punch someone in the stomach" = wrong. "I try to punch someone in the stomach" = right. If it keeps happening I guarantee we have ways of enforcing the rules and it won't be pretty.

Tris has been running errands.

Allerleirauh is working to reestablish the Tribunal temple and the city of Vivec, and caring for Sen-Yedda.

Posted by: Nordic_bandit Apr 7 2005, 12:42 PM

OOC: Sorry Allie.

Roggar is getting wasted at the bar, and Tos'un is being taken to the lock up.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 7 2005, 01:34 PM

Summary-

Dante, wandering around Westcastle.

Illidan,

Brum, Inzoliah, Merciander and friends, heh, I should really make a post for these guys sooner or later.

Posted by: sjvan0 Apr 7 2005, 02:03 PM

Summary: Frostien is currently wondering around the woods of Menevia, lost.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 02:05 PM

Westcastle

Loranna briefly confers with her other companions who were also watching Tos'un and Cyrcius get carted away.

" ... Okay, we'd better go look into this," she says with a small grimace. "I'll go to the jail and see if I can't talk to the authorities about this, or at least find out how long the new guy's going to be locked up. If Tris or Rodastyr or Dante happen by, fill them in on what's going on. I'll be back soon."

" ... But before I go ..." she adds, turning to Didryn, "Dear, we can't have you walking around town with your arm all out of sorts like that ..."

A few moments later, Loranna finishes casting her healing spells, and leaves Didryn a healing potion. "That should take care of it; if there's any more problems drink the potion and let me know when I get back."

Then, she heads off to the local jail.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 7 2005, 02:14 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 09:35 PM)

The local jail-

Outside the local prison, a young Breton man...dressed in the attire of a guard sighed. It was always his job to deal with visitors, and he disliked it greatly. Once he had approached the woman, he asked. "Evenin' ma'm, care to tell me why you're here?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 02:16 PM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 7 2005, 08:14 AM)

Loranna gives the guard a charming smile. "Good evening sir; I'm here to inquire about a couple of gentlemen who were recently brought in - the two who were arrested outside the Mage Guild a little while ago."

Posted by: w0nders Apr 7 2005, 02:20 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 09:46 PM)

The man looked at Loranna a long while, a look of disdainful blankness. "I think I know who you mean..." He began, finally. "What is it you would inquire?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 02:24 PM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 7 2005, 08:20 AM)

The man looked at Loranna a long while, a look of disdainful blankness. "I think I know who you mean..." He began, finally. "What is it you would inquire?"

Loranna's smile dims somewhat, as she thinks to herself A man who loves his job, I see.

"Well, we're a bit new to the area," she explains. "I was wondering what the usual sentence for such an altercation was here in Westcastle, if there's to be a hearing or anything ... that sort of thing."

Loranna makes a mental note to learn how not to sound so clueless in the future.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 7 2005, 02:34 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 09:54 PM)

The guard took a long, deep breath, then let out a disturbed sigh. "As far as I know...look, I'm not going to lie to you. I don't know anything, I don't even care. All I have to do is stand by this stupid little door and accompany people inside. Same old routine, all I know is that people go in, and I stop them from coming out 'til I hear otherwise...but, I could probably get somebody who does know."

Without awaiting Loranna's answer, the young man left inside the building, shortly after an older Breton emerged. "My...co-worker tells me you wish to know how your friends can be pardoned? Well...there is certainly one, easy way of doing that." He said, coughing.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 02:37 PM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 7 2005, 08:34 AM)

Loranna keeps herself from raising her eyebrows, not specifically recalling asking about how to pardon Tos'un.

"I see," Loranna says, guessing as to the older Breton's meaning. "I'd be interested in dscussing our options, yes. To whom do I have the honor of addressing, good sir ...?"

Posted by: w0nders Apr 7 2005, 02:44 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 10:07 PM)

"Jodier Maniel." He answered, giving a small bow. "We'd be happy to discuss options, if you'd just follow me." The man led Loranna inside the building and down a hallway, cells occupying either side, until they finally reached a small desk at the end of it.

"It isn't the most private of offices, but it'll do."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 02:47 PM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 7 2005, 08:44 AM)

"It's quite fine," Loranna says to Jodier, giving a small smile.

"So ... what are our options here, Mister Maniel?" she asks, as politely as she can.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 7 2005, 02:54 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 10:17 PM)

"It's quite fine," Loranna says to Jodier, giving a small smile.

"So ... what are our options here, Mister Maniel?" she asks, as politely as she can.

Jodier sat down at the desk, and fitted a small pair of glasses on his face. "Well..." he began, smiling a little, "You could appeal...take it up with the constable himself, but appointments are hard to get. And this isn't really the type of thing he concerns himself with.

"Other than that...I'm not sure, though some of us may be able to make an arrangement for a little added incentive." When he said this, Jodier looked up to the roof innocently, humming.

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 7 2005, 02:57 PM

Two heavily muscled guards in their lower forties burst through the door of the prison, holding between them a stringy, strangly grey haired Breton, who was twisting around in their grasps like a worm on a hook.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 03:03 PM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 7 2005, 08:54 AM)

"I see," Loranna says after a few seconds of debating just how to respond. "The constable sounds like he's quite the busy man, then."

Under the table, she counts off several hundred septims, saying as she does "I think he would prefer we settle this matter without disturbing him, don't you agree? After all, no one got seriously hurt in the altercation and, from what I had gathered, it happened over a simple misunderstanding. I'm sure if I spoke with the two gentlemen we'd be able to keep this from happening again."

Having finished counting out her bribe, she passes it to Jodier under the table. "Would that be an acceptable arrangement, sir?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 7 2005, 03:05 PM

The Void, overlooking Westcastle

Tris had dusted off the worst of the gardening dirt, and his dignity, as best he could. He thought about returning to Solunastra for a bath. But he was late already. And looking over Loranna's situation, he thought it might not be a bad thing that he'd decided to show up.

He stepped out of the Void in an alley between two buildings and introduced himself to the blase guard at the prison door.

"I believe my friend is in there, a young lady, red-headed?"

Posted by: w0nders Apr 7 2005, 03:12 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 10:33 PM)

"Hm...well--" Jodier was cut off as the two guards burst through the door, holding the struggling man.

"What's this, then?" He asked the two men, whilst giving Loranna a brief, apologetic nod.

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 10:35 PM)

The man looked at Tris, the same look he gave Loranna not too long before, he sighed. "Go on in..." He started, "She's probably talking with Jodier, pretty easy to find. His desk is down an immediate hallway once you enter." The man stepped aside and opened the door, which had almost been broken off it's hinges beforehand. He seemed to be deliberately taking his time.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 03:16 PM

Loranna turns to see what all the ruckus is about, wondering who the struggling man is.

Poor man ... she thinks to herself, before realizing that, for all she knew, the older Breton could be a murderous bandit who burned down farmhouses for fun.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 7 2005, 03:16 PM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 7 2005, 08:12 AM)

"Hm...well--" Jodier was cut off as the two guards burst through the door, holding the struggling man.

"What's this, then?" He asked the two men, whilst giving Loranna a brief, apologetic nod.
The man looked at Tris, the same look he gave Loranna not too long before, he sighed. "Go on in..." He started, "She's probably talking with Jodier, pretty easy to find. His desk is down an immediate hallway once you enter." The man stepped aside and opened the door, which had almost been broken off it's hinges beforehand. He seemed to be deliberately taking his time.

"Wonderful security you have in this place," Tris said, sauntering into the prison. He smiled at Jodier as he took in the scene before him.

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 7 2005, 03:18 PM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 7 2005, 09:12 AM)

"Hm...well--" Jodier was cut off as the two guards burst through the door, holding the struggling man.

"What's this, then?" He asked the two men, whilst giving Loranna a brief, apologetic nod.

The wrangly grey haired Breton man, red in the face, suddenly burst into song.

Verily, Verily I come now offering charity
While nobles practice high obscenities
I go ‘round spreading joy so liltingly

"Oh, I am quite sorry about that." One of the guards said, holding tightly onto the strange man. "It seems his mind has left him, we're locking him up so he doesn't hurt himself, poor fellow."

The red faced old man burst out again

What a chore, what a chore
Little Nordic once a demon --
What could be her hearts desire....

Before he could continue, the second guards hand went over his mouth, and they began to drag him away.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 7 2005, 03:20 PM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 7 2005, 08:18 AM)

"One moment, if you please," Tris said. The man's second verse had drawn his attention. "There's a temple of Mara near here; we could escort him there for healing, if you would allow us."

Posted by: w0nders Apr 7 2005, 03:25 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 10:50 PM)

"One moment, if you please," Tris said. The man's second verse had drawn his attention. "There's a temple of Mara near here; we could escort him there for healing, if you would allow us."

Jodier began to rub his temple..."Oh, really. I don't care what you do with him, lock him up...escort him to your healer, I don't care! As long as I don't have to hear that irritating song any longer!" He paused for a moment...taking long, deep breathes. Eventually the red colour in his face vanished and he turned to Loranna, smiling calmly again.

"Now, where were we?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 7 2005, 03:27 PM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 7 2005, 08:25 AM)

"Counting change," Tris said brusquely, turning his attention to the old man.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 03:29 PM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 7 2005, 09:25 AM)

"We were discussing the incentive for releasing the two gentlemen from the Mage Guild and the Breton man to be taken to the temple of Stendarr," Loranna says, placing slight emphesis on the word Stendarr.

"I believe we were agreeing that the constable didn't need to concern himself over these matters ... his wisdom is admirable," she adds, handing Jodier another pouch under the table, one with about twice as much gold in it as the last.

Loranna makes a mental note to buy more pouches to hold bribes and gifts to needy people; she's on her last one.

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 7 2005, 03:30 PM

The old Breton burst out into song again.

Little Nordic, fiery like Dibella
Prominent a lover a good for a fellow
I can see your true desire
That they would gather round, more so than the fire
And you their center darling queen
Forever young, golden and green

"Again, I apologize." A guard said. "We'll go take him to the temple then."

Another outburst.

Socius knows your hearts greatest longing
That you could be so wonderfully alarming
To set off the men, and the womenfolk too
Let me free from this place, and for the right price
I’ll make it all true

The two guards began to drag the strange old man to the door.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 7 2005, 03:33 PM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 7 2005, 08:30 AM)

"An offer? What do you think, my lady, a messenger from... you know who?"

Tris laid a hand on the nearest guard's arm. "Be gentle, we can handle him. Stendarr. I go through too many cities. But Stendarr has healers."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 03:35 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 09:33 AM)

"I think you may be right ..." Loranna says, her expression growing impassive as she contemplates what the Breton just sang.

She looks to Jodier, raising her eyebrows.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 7 2005, 03:39 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 10:59 PM)

Jodiel gave Tris a quick glare, before accepting the second pouch from Loranna. "Right...Stendarr." He said, blushing a little.

The man fished through his pockets and retrieved a ring of keys. He then proceeded to approach one of the cells, where upon he opened it, and a guard forceably removed a small Bosmer man from it. Jodiel continued to the next cell, where a Dunmer Half breed was removed.

"There, they're free to go. If anything like this happens again though, they won't be getting off so easy, I promise you that."

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 7 2005, 03:44 PM

The old Breton sang another off key verse.

Give me a secret, a gift of most value
Something that says a great deal about you
I will take it back to my homeward position
And there I will work to make a potion most delicious
That will make you to set their hearts fluttering
At merely a wink or any such sputtering

The guards said nothing, but shook their heads and dragged him closer to the door.

Another verse.

In three days time I should be ready
And I will find you and all you must give me
In exchange for such a wonderful treat
Is to drink my sweet potion so that my own eyes may see

The old man and the two guards were out the door, which came to a shut behind them. The old Breton man could be heard singing outside, but his words were inaudible.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 03:45 PM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 7 2005, 09:39 AM)

"I understand," Loranna says, smiling at Jodiel. "We shall make sure our companions understand this, I assure you."

"One more thing if I may," she adds. "If it's possible, I would like to arrange an appointment with the constable anyway? I'd like to express my appreciation for his wsidom in his policies and discuss a matter with him of potential mutual interest and profit to us both."

Posted by: w0nders Apr 7 2005, 03:52 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 11:15 PM)

"Well...I'm not really the one to do that." He said, wiping sweat from his brow. "He has an office somewhere around town, it's rather small. And there is probably a secretary there who can help you. Most of his important meetings are held at his manor, though. From my knowledge."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 03:56 PM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 7 2005, 09:52 AM)

"Thank you," Loranna says, her smile radiant. "You've been a wonderful help, dear; may your days be blessed and happy."

She looks to Tris, saying "Shall we see our old companions off and our new companion to the temple?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 7 2005, 04:00 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 08:56 AM)

"Right," Tris said. He thought, but didn't say, Assuming he hasn't vanished into thin air...

The strange old man would presumably be around if Loranna accepted his offer, however.

He pushed out the door, looking for the guards and the old man.

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 7 2005, 04:02 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 10:00 AM)

Outside, the guards had finally succeeded in silencing the strange old man. The three were a few paces down the road, and did not notice Tris behind them.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 04:07 PM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 7 2005, 10:02 AM)

Outside, the guards had finally succeeded in silencing the strange old man. The three were a few paces down the road, and did not notice Tris behind them.

Loranna walks up to the guards, smiling. "Everything's all set now," she assures them. "We'll take the good sir to the Temple ourselves; thank you."

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 7 2005, 04:09 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 10:07 AM)

Loranna walks up to the guards, smiling. "Everything's all set now," she assures them. "We'll take the good sir to the Temple ourselves; thank you."

The guards eyed Loranna with a perplexed facade.

"Well then, if you insist." One said, pushing the stringly Breton towards Loranna. "Do be careful, he might be dangerous."

The second guard said nothing but nodded to the affirmative.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 7 2005, 04:11 PM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 7 2005, 09:09 AM)

Tris frowned, and studied the man in front of him.

He could cast a paralysis spell if he needed to. But he wanted to see if the fellow would say anything else first.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 04:17 PM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 7 2005, 10:09 AM)

Loranna catches the older Breton, and looks at him intently.

" ... Sir," she says quietly, "you've made me an offer ..."

She closes her eyes for a moment, taking a breath before opening them and looking at the Breton again.

" ... Good sir, I was to dance with someone, once," she says quietly. "Circumstances interefered, but would you like to dance with me? I ... do not feel I can accept your other, generous offer, but I would dance with you if you would like."

Posted by: Dumbkid Apr 7 2005, 04:21 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 10:17 AM)

The old man looked at Loranna.

"You mean you having nothing to give old Socius? What a pitty, I'm afraid I am no good with magic without a trinket of sort. Very well then. If you would change your mind, my dearest, only return to this place and knock three times upon the door."

The old man winked, and vanished.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 7 2005, 04:25 PM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Apr 7 2005, 09:21 AM)

Tris promptly cast a spell to dispell magic on the area. Nothing happened, as he had suspected.

"Well, I hope no one's mad at us for losing the prisoner. What was that about, do you think?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 04:33 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 10:25 AM)

Tris promptly cast a spell to dispell magic on the area. Nothing happened, as he had suspected.

"Well, I hope no one's mad at us for losing the prisoner. What was that about, do you think?"

Loranna mutters " ... I don't know; it sounded much like the sort of deal we'd expect from him, or so I thought, but ..."

"But ..." Loranna never fully finishes the thought, turing instead to look at Tris with sad eyes.

" ... And the funny thing is," she says after a moment, out of earshot from the guards, "I had just been talking to Slyvos about how I still have a bit of the wanton barwench in me, and I was thinking on how I don't necessarily mind being such but was afraid of letting it get out of hand ..."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 7 2005, 04:37 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 09:33 AM)

"Oh for pity's sake," Tris said. "So you're a randy wench and you like to be admired. If you let it 'get out of hand,' what's going to happen? Skyrim burning, big rocks falling from the sky? Don't apologize. You know who set up the rule that women should behave modestly? Impotent men and ugly girls, that's who. You think Vivec ever apologized for screwing scribs?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 04:46 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 10:37 AM)

"Actually I was more worried about becoming a destroyer of hearts who set off to conquer Tamriel through provocative dancing and lots of absorb magic mixed with charm spells to keep people enslaved to my will," Loranna deadpans. "I'm tired of the flame and destruction routine and wanted to try something different."

Slowly, she chuckles. "Tris, you're right. I'm more afraid of losing sight of love by letting lust grow too strong, but then, as we all know and see every day - I'm nuts."

She leans over and plants a kiss on Tris's cheek. "I have another kiss for Ciel if you'd not mind conveying it," she says. "How is Ciel doing, by the by? I've been thinking about him while we've been touring High Rock."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 7 2005, 04:50 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 09:46 AM)

"No such thing as lust being too strong," Tris said. "Of course, that's me talking, and I rut like a goat whenever I can. If you lose sight of love, that's a flaw in your love, not your libido."

He batted his eyelashes at Loranna, then burst into laughter.

"Ciel's fine. He's a little distracted. He's got a lot of work to do, catching up on the business of the place - he's our seneshal now. So, a happy ending, we're both under one roof and comparatively few people are trying to kill us."

His words struck him as ill-omened; he amended them. "A happy beginning, I hope. We're far from done yet."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 04:56 PM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 10:50 AM)

"Then a kiss for him," Loranna says, planting another kiss on Tris's other cheek. "I leave it to you to decide how best to transfer it."

She pauses a moment, thinking. " ... I think I see; yeah, you're right. I'll have to write some psuedo-pithy note in my journal later about love, libido, and beauty ... but for right now, I'm thinking we should turn our attentions to other matters."

She adds as they walk off "... You know, I sometimes wonder if we'll ever be truly done ..."

Finding the constable's offices and home were not too difficult; most people on the street were able to offer directions. Tris and Loranna find their way in a short time, and arrange for a meeting with the constable at his residence, to discuss matters of mutual interest with Loranna, Tris, and company.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 7 2005, 10:53 PM

As he was dragged off to the local jail, Cyrcius muttered to himself about crazy Dunmer who spent to much time at mountain monasteries under ice-cold waterfalls. After being unceremoniously thrown into one of the jail cells, he sat, cooling his heels and wondering if he really could have gotten the Dunmer in a sensitive spot with his throwing knives. After considering this, and remembering for certain that it was during his rather unpleasant expriences in Skyrim where he had seen the woman, one of the guards hauled him, and his "dancing" partner out of their respective cells. As he watched a crazy Breton and a low level clerk speak with the woman, who seemed to have bailed both him and the half-Dunmer out of jail, he approached her. As he walked behind her, he inquired in a polite voice "Have we met before miss? I could swear that I have seen you before, in Skyrim I believe."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 11:01 PM

QUOTE(Lord Sephirus @ Apr 7 2005, 04:53 PM)

Loranna turns to look to Cyrcius, frowning slightly. She makes a mental note to alter her facial features more the next time she adopts a disguise.

"Skyrim?" she asks, raising her eyebrows. "Hmm ... it's been a while since I was last in Skyrim I fear ... please, call me Grier; to whom do I have the honor of addressing?"

Posted by: Jakut Apr 7 2005, 11:02 PM

Westcastle

After having thanked Loranna for healing his arm, Didryn went and found a place to rent a bed. He was not incredibly used to any part of him healing that fast, and it caused his arm to be very numb. He tossed the owner of the inn a few septims, unlocked the door and went in. He then set the healing potion Loranna had given him on the table next to the bed and lay on the bed, waiting for his arm to regain feeling as he slowly drifted off from fatigue.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 7 2005, 11:22 PM

Giving a low bow, Cyrcius introduced himself as he did when facing a crowd of Hlaalu noblemen. "I am Cyrcius Desaan, acrobat, performer and jack-of-many-trades. I used to be a jack-of-all-trades, but they set me to washing dishes after my last performance, so I limit it to some degree now. I saw you from a far in Skyrim, but you looked a little different. Your face and hair is different, but your way of walking and speech has not changed. If you wish to remain unfound for some reason or another, I suggest you work on changing them."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 11:28 PM

QUOTE(Lord Sephirus @ Apr 7 2005, 05:22 PM)

"That's quite the eye for detail you have if you noted my way of walking and speech from afar like that," Loranna comments dryly, thinking to herself that she really must take some acting lessons soon if she was going to try actually going around disguised.

"Well met in any case good Cyrcius, well as well met as one can hope under the circumstances," she continues. "What brings you to Westcastle?"

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 7 2005, 11:43 PM

"Ahh my lady, that is a tale worthy of any stage. It involves a wicked sea captain, his murderous crew, an innocent acrobat and actor, and a storm no doubt sent by the gods to punish the wicked sea captain, but catching the innocent performer in its wake. Finding myself on High Rock's lovely shores, I decided to take a hiatus from my... acting troupe, and where should my legs take me but the fine city of Westcastle. I saw you asking about a group of crones I believe, and decided to follow you to see if i remembered where I had seen you before. I decided not to ask, to avoid embarrasment. I was waiting outside the Mages Guild, wracking my memory, when your tall companion assaulted me. By the way, he has a Chameleon Ring of no small power, as he attacked me unseen. Grier, you said your name was, well let me treat you to dinner, or at least a snack, as a small thank you for bailing me out of jail."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 7 2005, 11:52 PM

QUOTE(Lord Sephirus @ Apr 7 2005, 05:43 PM)

First we meet Rodastyr, and now we meet this gentleman, Loranna thinks to herself. Something about High Rock must bring out the poetic side in a man or mer; that might explain Arynel's gift for words ...

"A most intriguing tale," Loranna says aloud. "Your thanks are warmly accepted; a small snack would be nice right now, and perhaps, if you would be so kind, you could tell me a bit more about the performer's art? After hearing your tale I find myself quite intrigued ..."

While heading for a street vendor, Loranna asks " ... So, now that you have arrived here, what are your plans, Cyrcius? Will you be leaving to travel elsewhere, or staying here in Westcastle for a time?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 12:08 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 04:52 PM)

Tris listened to the man's tale with interest.

Posted by: Nordic_bandit Apr 8 2005, 12:40 AM

"Grier, his tale is not entirely true, and he also has some other," he waved his hand, like he was sorting through memories, or looking for a better word, "affiliates. I struck a nerve on him, attempting to paralyze him, so that I may ask him some questions, the answers to which would be unbiased. My plan half worked. The left side of his body numbed and he tossed himself into a frontal roll. I picked him up and asked him Why he was following you. That's when he got out of my grip and pulled weapons on me. That wouldn't do, so I...Danced, with him." he said, a small smirk coming across his face. "I am eternally grateful to you, Grier, for retrieving me out of that Oblivion-hole."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 12:50 AM

QUOTE(Nordic_bandit @ Apr 7 2005, 06:40 PM)

Loranna turns to Tos'un. "Er, you're welcome dear," she says, "... though you do know that, when in a city, it's often better to ask questions before using physical force, right?"

" ... I do appreciate you looking out for me, though," she adds, her tone softening slightly.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 8 2005, 01:10 AM

"To you sir Dunmer, Perhaps if I had not looked so furtive in my trailing of Lady Grier then you would not have misunderstood. As to your question Lady Grier, I have worked as a traveling performer ever since the troupe I traveled with performed Horror of Castle Xyr and the Telvanni in the audience thought we were making fun of him. His next spell would have taken half the troupe out if the Argonian playing an Imperial Guardsman hadn't knocked him senseless with a stage sword. I have no set goal in mind, traveling where my feet take me and making money as a private performer." Cyrcius demonstrates, doing a standing back flip that brings him two feet behind his previous postion. "What brings you and your charming companion to this fine city?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 01:11 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 05:50 PM)

"Certain people with this group are entirely too pugilistic," Tris said. "And that's a statement you'll rarely hear from me. Next time this sort of thing happens, we'll dunk your head in the city fountain. I think telling one of us would have been wise, and asking questions before attacking even wiser."

He listened to Cyrcius with interest. "You know we've met the author of Horror at Castle Xyr. Wonder what became of that fat old bugger."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 01:17 AM

QUOTE(Lord Sephirus @ Apr 7 2005, 07:10 PM)

"We're looking for some people to help out a friend of ours," Loranna says, mindful that they are still in a public area and blabbing about witches and vampires would ... annoy the locals. "Thus far we've found some interesting adventure along the way, though."

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 07:11 PM)

"And we mean this in the nice way," Loranna says to Tos'un with a grin. "But his point is still valid for all of us."

"And you know, I've wondered that myself," Loranna says, looking to Tris.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 8 2005, 01:34 AM

"I never really knew who wrote Horror of Castle Xyr. I suppose our director did but I never really thought about it. As another way of saying thank you for bailing me out of jail, allow me to help you find who you are looking for. I have never been in this area, but perhaps I could help anyway. What exactly are you looking for?"

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 8 2005, 01:39 AM

OCC: Loranna gave me a link to Javascript, but when I tried to get into the channel it gave me a confusing and unclear message, then when I tried to type in the channel it said I was not connected. I am at my wits end with this chat thing and any and all help would be appreciated. I also appreciate everyone who has already tried to help and i am trying my best to figure this out.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 8 2005, 02:00 AM

I have installed mIRC chat. I am on Loranna's channel right now as Garris Shrike.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 05:02 AM

QUOTE(Lord Sephirus @ Apr 7 2005, 07:34 PM)

"Well, tell you what," Loranna says. "Let's go get ourselves a more proper meal and we'll explain it ..."

Stopping by the Mage Guild to pick up anyone waiting over there, Loranna leads everyone to the nearest tavern, whereupon over a meal of fine meats and good drinks, she explains the situation:

"We have a friend, Illidan, who was turned into a vampire against his will a short time ago," Loranna explains, sipping her mead. "Due to the Azurite situation, we weren't able to do much about it until recently, but our sources told us that the witches coven that met out by Tamrayin Point knew of a cure for the disease. We've since tracked the coven here to Westcastle, where they are reputedly under the protection of the constable. We're to meet with the constable later to confirm this and hopefully set up a meeting with the coven, to negotiate for the cure."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 05:07 AM

Solunastra: Allerleirauh

Allerleirauh found that the worst part of having Dragon retire as her seneshal was that she missed the company. Ciel was conscientious and efficient. Maybe a bit too conscientious. But she hadn't known him for twenty-two years, she didn't feel comfortable sitting with him in her undergarments talking as she got ready for her day. And as polite and reserved as both of them were, it might take years for them to learn to relax around each other.

Sen-Yedda's golden eyes followed her around the room as she dressed, singing a nonsense song for the baby. Sen-Yedda had blossomed nicely; recently she had progressed from tiny whimpers and cries to shrill squeaks of glee, uttered at the slightest provokation. Allerleirauh suspected her of having her father's sense of humor; an alarming proposition.

The squeaks escalated to a single, louder yelp - a demand for attention.

"Yes, I hear you, fussy girl," Allerleirauh said, sweeping the baby into her arms. There was a knock on the door. Ciel was right on time.

"Come in," she called.

Posted by: Nordic_bandit Apr 8 2005, 05:12 AM

Roggar Forkbeard sat at the table with Loranna, Cyrcius, Tos'un, and everyone else. Despite wasting almost all of his septims on ale, he was still somewhat conscious and could somewhat comprehend what was being said, but everything was blurry to him. The effects of all the Mead were starting to get to him.

Tos'un was also sitting at the table,(as afore mentioned) and he was chewing a bit of venison that had some spices on it that made his tongue do flips because of how exuberant the flavor was.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 8 2005, 05:20 AM

The door of the tavern came open and in walked a Breton who was dressed in simple travelers clothes, the hood of his cloak pulled up over his head. He paused for a moment, scanninng the area, then took a seat near the back of the tavern.

Posted by: Solin Apr 8 2005, 05:23 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 10:07 PM)

A quiet inaudible word was exchanged outside and then the door swung open revealing the graying haired Breton knight. He always dressed more formally than typical for the guild house. Bowing as he stepped into the room, he spoke.

“Fair morning, Lady Allerleirauh,” he said and then gave warm smile to the baby. “And to you, little Lady Sen-Yedda as well. I believe I have found a suitable nurse and companion for you.”

He looked back to Allerlierauh.

“They are waiting without, is now a good time to introduce them?”

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 05:27 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 7 2005, 11:20 PM)

Loranna had become somewhat better at keeping an eye on who comes and goes in strange taverns, and notes a familiar-seeming figure enter and sit down near the back.

She glances over at the figure, eyebrows raised slightly.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 05:27 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 7 2005, 10:23 PM)

"Now is an excellent time, in fact," Allerleirauh said, smiling. "Let's see what the little girl thinks, it's really her choice."

Ciel had been interviewing applicants for some time now. But Sen-Yedda found something to reject in almost all of them. She was picky about smells.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 8 2005, 05:29 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 09:27 PM)

The figure looked back towards Loranna, but said nothing. He began to trace the pattern of the wood grain on the tabletop with his fingers.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 05:34 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 10:27 PM)

"Excuse me," Tris said, smiling at Loranna and rising.

His first impulse was to go over to the table, bow formally, and ask if they knew each other. But he decided against it.

"You're the only man I know who can walk into a tavern in the middle of nowhere and not even blink as he passes his friends. May I sit down? Or did you come all this way to be alone?"

Posted by: Arynel Apr 8 2005, 05:36 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 09:34 PM)

Arynel looked up at Tris, and extended his hand invitingly towards the seat.

"I was working up a verse," the Breton said, "though I'm having trouble getting it right. I find what with so much trouble gone I have little to sing about."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 05:41 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 7 2005, 10:36 PM)

"You only sing about trouble? That explains a lot about you really. Obviously you need to find another profession!"

Tris sat down and beckoned a barmaid over. He was drinking wine, since they were, after all, in High Rock. Menevia's wine wasn't the best but it beat everything in Vvardenfell.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 8 2005, 05:45 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 09:41 PM)

Arynel chuckled, and then snapped his fingers.

"Ah, yes, I have one." The Breton said, a lute appearing in his arms.

What a day what a day
I find myself to spend today
With nothing so ever on my mind
What a day what a way
To spend an hour or two away
Wondering at what gives a book its spine
And all the lads they go out courting
The pretty lass they come to call
And like a river on by she’s flowing
Gives them a drink but never the fall

What a year and so queer
That I find has brought me here
Placed me in my present situation
Be it fate or mortal states
Of intertwining willpower freights
And all the lads they go out tilling
The pretty girl the hope to find
With her hair all full of lilies
But more than a scent she always denies

What a day what a spay
Digging down into the fray
As we work and break our backs
To make a living as they say
What a day that’s the way
It goes when you want pay
Honestly for your food and your clothes
And all the lads they go out and buy
Diamonds and jewels and pearls
So they can get that pretty lass
To join them for the show

Posted by: Solin Apr 8 2005, 05:50 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 10:27 PM)

"Jalian," Ciel called. "Please come in so I may introduce you and the lad."

A moment after the call a young woman stepped through the doorway with a very young child not far behind her. She was dressed in blue and green dress of common make and wore a faded purple cloak over her shoulders. She was dark complected, it was obvious that a Redguard had been a part of her recent family linage. The boy wore a grey shirt and plain brown trousers. He couldn't be more than a few years old.

Jalian looked first to Ciel, then to Allerleirauh, then about the room, and finally returned to her potential employer and the child she held.

"Allerleirauh, this Jalian and Thetri Hawkford, recently of Cathcastle," Ciel introduced them.

"Milady," Jalian said with a curtsy. Thetri remained silent standing slightly behind his mother, his eye were firmly locked on Sen-Yedda, wide with awe.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 05:50 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 7 2005, 11:45 PM)

Loranna listens to the song, facing away from Arynel and Tris for the moment; a thoughtful frown crosses her lips.

Arynel's singing was pleasant, as always, but she wonders what, if anything, prompted this particular choice of subject.

... When was the last time you actually understood what he was thinking? Loranna chides herself. She turns to face Tris and Arynel again, smiling a little and raising her tankard of mead in a salute.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 05:56 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 7 2005, 10:50 PM)

"Call me Allerleirauh," Allerleirauh said, extending her hand. "This is Sen-Yedda," she said, offering the baby. It was best to find out her reaction now.

"You have another child? or..."

Wet-nurses came in two flavors. Those who had a young child of their own and were so poor they were willing to split the milk supply with a stranger, and those whose children had recently died.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 8 2005, 05:58 AM

Having finished his song, Arynel wove his arms and the lute vanished. The Breton twisted his bottom in the seat for a moment, and then returned his attention to the table top.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 05:59 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 7 2005, 10:45 PM)

Tris applauded the song.

"If only that were true. I can't shake 'em, that's the problem."

He slid back in beside Loranna, with a wink.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 06:04 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 11:59 PM)

Tris applauded the song.

"If only that were true. I can't shake 'em, that's the problem."

He slid back in beside Loranna, with a wink.

Loranna puts her hands to her hips and gives Tris the Glare of Doom for a second before breaking out into a grin.

"Incorrible young man," she says, chuckling.

Posted by: Solin Apr 8 2005, 06:09 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 10:56 PM)

She nodded, swallowing hard, as she accepted the little god-child without pause but with care.

"I lost her and Thetri's father not long ago," Jalian said saddly as she looked down at Sen-Yedda. "The local conclaves grew desperate when those blue-eyed devils disappeared and the huntings and bounties didn't."

She bit her lip, tears clung to the edge of her eyes.

"Blood is power they say, more than have our herd was put to knife as was my husband when he tried to stop them from taking our little girl too," she sniffed. "That's why I'm here, Allerleirauh."

Still looking a little saddened she put on a smile for the child in her arms. Thetri clung to her dress, eyes darting about the room now.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 8 2005, 06:10 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 10:04 PM)

Loranna puts her hands to her hips and gives Tris the Glare of Doom for a second before breaking out into a grin.

"Incorrible young man," she says, chuckling.

Arynel's gaze moved between Tris and Loranna.

"Tell me, if I am worthy of hearing, just what things you may be contemplating." The Breton said.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 06:14 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 7 2005, 11:09 PM)

"I'm so sorry," Allerleirauh said. "I lost my own two little ones long ago."

Sen-Yedda grabbed a fistful of dark, coarse hair and stuffed it into her mouth, then let out a sharp yarp of boredom.

"That's the best reception anyone's gotten so far," Allerleirauh said. "Thank you, Ciel. If you'll leave us now."

She gave him a smile which meant, we'll go over her references together later. Not that she didn't trust Ciel; that was one reason things were taking so long. To take another person into Solunastra was a risky proposition, and Ciel had good reason to know that.

Posted by: Solin Apr 8 2005, 06:17 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 11:14 PM)

Ciel gave a nod that signified that he understood and quietly left the room closing the door behind him to give the two women some privacy.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 06:17 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 12:10 AM)

Arynel's gaze moved between Tris and Loranna.

"Tell me, if I am worthy of hearing, just what things you may be contemplating." The Breton said.

"Mostly," Loranna admits, "I am contemplating Bretons and High Rock in general, and wondering how the path has been treating you of late. And of course, Tris's incorrigiblity."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 06:18 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 7 2005, 11:10 PM)

Arynel's gaze moved between Tris and Loranna.

"Tell me, if I am worthy of hearing, just what things you may be contemplating." The Breton said.

"I'm sorry, you're not worthy," Tris said. "You see, we tell our business to total strangers, like this fellow here..." here he gestured to Cyrcius "... but we don't trust you."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 06:19 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 8 2005, 12:18 AM)

"I'm sorry, you're not worthy," Tris said. "You see, we tell our business to total strangers, like this fellow here..." here he gestured to Cyrcius "... but we don't trust you."

"See what I mean?" Loranna asks, winking at Tris.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 8 2005, 06:23 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 10:18 PM)

"I'm sorry, you're not worthy," Tris said. "You see, we tell our business to total strangers, like this fellow here..." here he gestured to Cyrcius "... but we don't trust you."

Arynel chuckled.

"Well then, it seems we are of the same mind, friend." The Breton said with a smile. He turned towards Loranna. "I am well, though I am unsure how to answer that. Nevermind it though, I will instead ask you of the ease of the unwinding spool?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 06:28 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 12:23 AM)

"And I'm a little unsure how to answer that - which means you must be doing something right," Loranna says with a grin. "I will go out on a limb though and speculate that it involves flying fruit, more closets than you can shake a stick at, and onery houses that like to torment people. But I'm sure the next time you ask me that the answer will be far, far different."

Her grin relaxes into a more normal expression. "How is Sen-Yedda doing?" she asks, her tone more respectful.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 06:29 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 11:28 PM)

"She's not kidding," Tris interjected. "I could wish she was, but she's not. I got hit in the back of the head by a turnip."

Posted by: Arynel Apr 8 2005, 06:33 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 10:29 PM)

"She's not kidding," Tris interjected. "I could wish she was, but she's not. I got hit in the back of the head by a turnip."

"I, myself, am quite fond of a good salad." Arynel said, smiling. The Breton glanced towards Loranna. "She is well, as much as I could imagine, I do not think the hour or two since I last looked would leave her towards too dire a situation."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 06:43 AM

Solunatra, last night: Tris

ooc: Yes, it's a flashback, at the same time I'm playing the character in real time with everyone else. Dont get confused!

Ciel came in at bedtime to find Tris scrubbing his fingernails hard, with a brush, over the washbasin. His usually neatly manicured nails were battered, and caked with black dirt.

"I'll tell you," he said, without looking up, "That's the last rose I pick from someone else's garden. You should have seen the scratches on my hands before I healed them. And she wants me back in the morning, says I didn't finish the job."

Posted by: Solin Apr 8 2005, 06:46 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 11:43 PM)

Solunatra, last night: Tris

ooc: Yes, it's a flashback, at the same time I'm playing the character in real time with everyone else. Dont get confused!

Ciel came in at bedtime to find Tris scrubbing his fingernails hard, with a brush, over the washbasin. His neatly manicured nails were battered, and caked with black dirt.

"I'll tell you," he said, without looking up, "That's the last rose I pick from someone else's garden. You should have seen the scratches on my hands before I healed them. And she wants me back in the morning, says I didn't finish the job."

Ciel gave Tris a quizzical look and then laughed.

"What possessed you to pick a rose from someone else's garden and then work there afterwards?" he asked with a smile.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 06:48 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 12:33 AM)

"Hold the tomatos if you please," Loranna says, grinning. "And that's good to hear, Arynel; tell her ..."

Loranna pauses a moment, saying " ... Well, telling her I was asking for her won't really do much now will it? Hmm ..."

Placing her fingers to her lips, she kisses her fingertips as though kissing a baby's forehead and holds her hand out to Arynel, asking "Pass this along to her please?"

Posted by: Arynel Apr 8 2005, 06:52 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 10:48 PM)

"Perhaps you could give it to her yourself." Arynel said. "That is, if you have something that lets you see past your own eyespan."

The Breton leaned back in his seat.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 06:53 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 7 2005, 11:46 PM)

Ciel gave Tris a quizzical look and then laughed.

"What possessed you to pick a rose from someone else's garden and then work there afterwards?" he asked with a smile.

"I got caught," Tris said. "Me, Tris Gaerington, Void Ranger extraordinaire, I was caught red-handed by a little old lady. A mean, crooked, little old lady with a university degree in guilt inducing lectures. Who knew the giant hedges in front of the mansion were her personal hobby? I suppose I'm bound to go back tomorrow. I've been picking the things for weeks now, she has millions of them. A rose of Wayrest every morning to brighten Herwyn Brand's day."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 06:55 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 12:52 AM)

"Perhaps you could give it to her yourself." Arynel said. "That is, if you have something that lets you see past your own eyespan."

The Breton leaned back in his seat.

Loranna pauses, thinking for a second. "Well, I was once given something ..." she murmurs, reaching into her pocket and pulling out the mirror she had recieved the day she and the others had left for Black Marsh.

She gazes down into the mirror.

Posted by: Solin Apr 8 2005, 06:58 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 11:53 PM)

"Caught?" the knight laughed again.

He straightened his face when he finished.

"And Brand, you should be more careful," he chided. "If an old lady is catching you who knows who else might."

He paused and shook his head but smiled.

"A rose in the morning every day, how is that working out?"

Posted by: Arynel Apr 8 2005, 07:00 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 7 2005, 10:55 PM)

"Wait." Arynel said. "There is something I must do first."

The Breton reached forward and placed his finger just a bit above the glass. There was a sound as if it had cracked, but the mirror remained undamaged, and a green shadow lifted out of the mirror, following Arynel's hand as he drew it back.

He returned the shadow to the mirror, pullling it in different angles to produce the desired effects, and the shadow faded into the mirror.

"There now, there will be no more visions, but you may use it for seeing things far off."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 07:02 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 7 2005, 11:58 PM)

"Well, I missed him on the day I got caught, so I gave him a sonata and a rose the next day to make up for it. I know, I know, I'm courting disaster. But it's my duty, and I don't just mean it's my duty to court disaster, which is what everyone expects of me, I mean he's a very lonely man and he doesn't know why. Elysana... doesn't it make sense, when you look at it? He's one of the unpathed. Everything's grey to him, and then this one woman moving through it like a blaze of color, setting fire to everything around her. I know how it feels, I remember seeing her as a little boy, on her wedding day. I just thought she was pretty. It wasn't until years later that I understood what I was seeing. Anyway I have to try with him, and this is me trying. Am I making sense?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 07:04 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 01:00 AM)

Loranna watches Arynel's finger with an expression of wonder and slight awe. " ... Well, I was not really the best of seers to begin with," she says, smiling a bit. "My thanks, dear."

She looks into the mirror once more, thinking of Sen-Yedda.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 07:04 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 12:00 AM)

Present time:

"That's a nice trick," Tris commented. "Careful showing off, or someone will be after you for your fur."

Posted by: Solin Apr 8 2005, 07:04 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 8 2005, 12:02 AM)

"Almost," Ciel responded after listening. "Try what?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 07:07 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 8 2005, 12:04 AM)

"Almost," Ciel responded after listening. "Try what?"

"He's alive, he's almost awake, he's so close to the world of the real he can taste it," Tris said. "Oh, I'm no good at this. You need Allie, or maybe Arynel. I don't know how to say what I mean and I always end up scaring you. But that's why Herwyn fell in love with Elysana, because he saw her and knew there was someone there. Most people just follow the paths laid before them; they aren't real. Although they can become real. Like you and me."

Posted by: Arynel Apr 8 2005, 07:07 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 7 2005, 11:04 PM)

Present time:

"That's a nice trick," Tris commented. "Careful showing off, or someone will be after you for your fur."

Arynel nods to Loranna, then turns his attention to Tris.

"I do say, my scalp is not nearly of such quality as one would think to take it." The Breton said. He then added, "and I would not think of showing off, I was only doing a small favor, for her sake and my own."

Posted by: Solin Apr 8 2005, 07:12 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 8 2005, 12:07 AM)

Ciel just stared for a moment.

"Alright," he said finally. "How are you going to push him over into the 'real' then? A flower every day? Will that do it?"

His brow was furrowed as he tried to absorb what Tris was saying.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 07:13 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 12:07 AM)

"Shaping magicka with your bare hands? I think you know what I mean," Tris said. "We can all do that, but do you really want to remind everyone?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 07:17 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 8 2005, 12:12 AM)

"I don't know what I'm doing," Tris said. "I just play it by ear, the same as I always have. Maybe he'll catch me, maybe he'll kill me. But I want him to feel as if he's murdering his own best friend. Maybe that will wake him up. I wish I could promise never to leave you. But this is the price I pay for the gifts I've been given, this is the debt I owe, for your life, for my own soul. And that sounded very self-important, didn't it?" he said, laughing.

"Ciel, let me ask you a question: where is your wife buried?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 8 2005, 07:20 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 01:07 AM)

Loranna, meanwhile, stares into the mirror, looking beyond her own eyespan.

She finds herself looking down upon Sen-Yedda, held in the arms of a woman she does not recognize - a young woman, one with some Redguard blood in her by the looks of it. The scene causes Loranna to place her hands to her lips for a moment, hiding her smile.

Little Sen-Yedda; already are you making new friends? she thinks, her tone growing playful. Drink up the love and attention dear one; you seem to be in good hands ...

Loranna gently touches the mirror with her fingers, as though to pass her kiss on to Sen-Yedda. With one last, sad-yet-joyful smile, she tucks the mirror away very carefully, looking back up at Arynel and letting her smile convey her thanks.

Posted by: Solin Apr 8 2005, 07:29 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 8 2005, 12:17 AM)

Ciel jaw went a little slack and he quietly said, "I see. No, not over much."

"My wife?" he asked eyes arched in a mixture of surprise and curiosity. "The tower I was castellan of, it's in eastern Wayrest. A squat slab of stone erected on a hill with a view over the Bjoulsae."

He paused a moment.

"There's a consecrated spot not overly far from there, a grove in the woods filled with stone markers. She was laid to rest there. Why?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 07:38 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 8 2005, 12:29 AM)

Ciel jaw went a little slack and he quietly said, "I see. No, not over much."

"My wife?" he asked eyes arched in a mixture of surprise and curiosity. "The tower I was castellan of, it's in northern Wayrest. A squat slab of stone erected on a hill with a view over the Bjoulsae."

He paused a moment.

"There's a consecrated spot not overly far from there, a grove in the woods filled with stone markers. She was laid to rest there. Why?"

Tris was quiet a moment, as if picturing the spot.

"I'm going to be paying a priest of Arkay, I figured I should say a prayer or two for her. I owe her a lot. I've been thinking. About my past, about what a rotten little boy I was.

"Dom - I've mentioned him once or twice. He really loved me, or I really loved him, I can't remember which and it doesn't matter, does it? Anyway I thought it was pretty funny, I slept with someone else and he threatened to kill me, the greatest duellist in Wayrest, Domnar the Invincible, only he was shaking too much to stand up and crying too much to see. I laughed right in his face and handed him his sword. And then I walked out, still laughing, and never saw him again.

"He died a little after that, hanged outside of Crosswych Wood in Anticlere for murder, after he duelled the Duke's son. And they put him outside the walls, in unhallowed ground. Dom was religious - worshipped Mara - and I know he'd care. He had no family, and he wasn't the sort of man who really had friends. So I'm going to go up there and have him laid to rest properly. It's not much of an apology, now that he's dead, but it's what I have."

Posted by: Solin Apr 8 2005, 07:45 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 8 2005, 12:38 AM)

Ciel nodded understandingly. The name was, of course, familiar and despite his liking or lack there of for such men he felt that the sanctity of the dead was of great importance.

He shook his head after a moment.

"They didn't have the decency to burn him?" he asked a bit aghast. He hesitated a moment. "Are you sure he is still... there?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 07:47 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 8 2005, 12:45 AM)

"They don't burn them in Anticlere," Tris said. "They have little cemetaries outside the gates..."

He took a shallow breath, then shook his head. "Well, we'll find out, won't we."

Posted by: Solin Apr 8 2005, 07:51 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 8 2005, 12:47 AM)

"They don't burn them in Anticlere," Tris said. "They have little cemetaries outside the gates..."

He took a shallow breath, then shook his head. "Well, we'll find out, won't we."

"I should probably arrange some time away from the guild house with Allerleirauh," he said. "I've put off visiting her too long, and if you are going I best go too. When do you plan on leaving?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 8 2005, 07:58 AM

QUOTE(Solin @ Apr 8 2005, 12:51 AM)

"I should probably arrange some time away from the guild house with Allerleirauh," he said. "I've put off visiting her too long, and if you are going I best go too. When do you plan on leaving?"

"I don't know," Tris said. "Whenever we find Illidan's cure, I suppose. Which could be days, you know how these people move. There's no Mages's guild in Crosswych, I was just going to go. But Loranna wants to come too. Dom... no one has ever understood about Dom. I don't think I even understood at the time. It was like... imagine a tiger eating out of your hand. Like that. To have that kind of power over such a man. And he was noble, he wanted to be noble, but he was black almost all the way through. I can't help being sorry he's dead. Because surely someone ought to be, you know? And I doubt anyone else is."

Tris smiled. "I'll let you know before I do anything."

Posted by: Jakut Apr 8 2005, 01:40 PM

Didryn's Home Village

Didryn looked around. He could have sworn he was just in Westcastle, but now all he saw was several tents like the ones he used to grow up in. Then he heard voices from inside one of the tents. They sounded like they were trying to make someone feel better. He entered the tent, and saw several other Dunmer crowded around someone in a bedroll. He looked down and recognized his sister, Aahnslei, in the bedroll. She was trying to speak.

"Di... Didryn... I... be... I... beat you..." she said, holding up the bow he had made for her with a look of weak pride smeared across her little face. And just like that, she rolled over and stopped moving.

Didryn woke with a fully healed and movable arm. And an aching heart. He couldn't stand one more nightmare about his family. He stood up, slung his bow over his shoulder and began making his way to the nearest tavern. He could think there.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 9 2005, 12:45 AM

Cyrciuis watched all the events, not fully comprenhending what was going on. He understood their search for a cure for their friend. Even though he felt a deep significance about the child and their conversation, he didn't truly understand what was occuring. He waited till they were done speaking then asked "Lady Grier, you wouldn't mind me traveling with you for a time, would you? I have no other destination, and search for a cure for vampirism sounds like a dramatic and useful adventure. Also, you always seem to have interesting people and events around you. Traveling with you and your companions would be very interesting and educational."

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 01:08 AM

Arynel cracks a small joke about a guard falling asleep muttering something about his mother.

Posted by: Jakut Apr 9 2005, 01:23 AM

As Didryn walks down the street, he is distracted by a merchant who is selling archery equipment. Didryn buys several silver arrows and decides to keep his own bow. He has been becoming more and more attached to it every day since he first met Teleran and found himself in this mess. After paying the shopkeeper, he heads to the tavern not very far from the Mages' Guild. He approaches it and walks through the door.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 01:29 AM

QUOTE(Jakut @ Apr 8 2005, 05:23 PM)

Arynel looks up from the table at the newcomer, but the Breton remains silent.

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 02:11 AM

At that moment a young man of Cyrodiil entered the tavern in Westcastle. Dressed in simple Breton clothes and wearing a dark brown cloak with a fine pair of leather boots, he looked a notch better off than most but not by much. He was a merchant, perhaps, who had luck in businesses recently.

A moment was spent in the doorway as he glanced about the common room. His eyes lighted on one of the waitresses and his feet quickly crossed the room towards her. He flashed her a quick smile when she apparently recognized him and lead the Imperial to a table where he whispered something in her ear and sat down as the woman departed.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 02:15 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 8 2005, 06:11 PM)

Arynel, without a word, rose from his seat and made his way towards the mysterious Imperial. Stopping at his table, the Breton turned and eyed him for a moment, then began walking on past...

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 02:19 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 07:15 PM)

Arynel, without a word, rose from his seat and made his way towards the mysterious Imperial. Stopping at his table, the Breton turned and eyed him for a moment, then began walking on past...

"Drake and Dragon to you, stranger," the young man said. "No need to rush off so quickly is there, unless of course you have pressing matters elsewhere? Let me buy you a drink, besides, I hear the deserts aren't to pleasant to the unclawed be around nowadays."

He smiled gesturing to the seat across the table.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 02:22 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 8 2005, 06:19 PM)

Arynel took a seat, but rose his hand declining the drink, saying, "my throat is not dry, why not keep your pockets full?"

The Breton took a breath, biting his tongue softly.

"Deserts, you say? Tell me where your feet have led you, if you find my ears fit to hear it."

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 02:31 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 07:22 PM)

"My feet have taken me a great many places, recently," the Cyrodiil winked. "Even some they weren't supposed to go to."

"My name is Iulian, yours?"

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 02:32 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 8 2005, 06:31 PM)

"My feet have taken me a great many places, recently," the Cyrodiil winked. "Even some they weren't supposed to go to."

"My name is Iulian, yours?"

"I am called Arynel." The Breton said.

"You say there are places forbidden to all feet, or yours in paticular?"

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 02:36 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 07:32 PM)

"I am called Arynel." The Breton said.

"You say there are places forbidden to all feet, or yours in paticular?"

"No not all, just most," he said noticing the waitress nearby. "Sure you don't want that drink, Arynel?"

He smiled and waved to the waitress so she could spot Arynel.

"What brings you to Westcastle?"

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 02:38 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 8 2005, 06:36 PM)

"A drink then, if you insist." Arynel said with a smile.

"What brings me here?" The Breton began. "Now that is a very good question, let me think on it. Here? A winding current. Westcastle? A gentle sea. Nevermind that though, why are you here?"

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 02:59 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 8 2005, 07:38 PM)

"Business, of course," he laughed. "Why do we Imperials go anywhere unless there is profit involved?"

The woman arrived with two mugs of ale and slipped one to each of the seated men before taking a chair for herself.

"Lielle, this is Arynel, a poet by the sound of him," he introduced the pair. "Arynel, this is my recent partner in crime, Lielle."

"Oh, I heard you earlier, you're a bard aren't you?"

Iulian wore questioning expression as he sat across the table.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 03:02 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 8 2005, 06:59 PM)

Arynel offered a smile towards Lielle. "A pleasure to meet you."

"A bard?" The Breton began. "Some would say that, or some have said that. There are worse things to be called, I suppose."

He took a drink and leaned back in his seat.

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 03:10 AM

Iulian laughed again.

“I suppose there are indeed!” he said grinning behind his mug as he took a swig.

He tossed a small sack which bounced on the table in front of Lielle. From the sound it made as it did so, it was filled with many coins.

“There you are dear,” he said to her. “For services rendered.”

Lielle only gave him a strangle look before pocketing the gold.

“You’ve got a lot of friends over there by the looks of it,” the woman said to Arynel. “Are you a troupe or something?”

Before Arynel could answer, a nearby patron shouted for more ale.

"Isn't that the luck?" she said frowning.

Lielle rose and left the Cyrodiil and the Breton to talk.

Posted by: Jakut Apr 9 2005, 03:16 AM

Looking around the tavern, Didryn immediately notices Loranna, Arynel, Allerleirauh, and Tris sitting in the same general area. He orders a water, still hating himself for drinking a Sujamma earlier at the Dirty Muskrat. Walking over to the table, he pulls a seat from a nearby table in the corner and sits backwards on it.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 03:17 AM

QUOTE(Lord Sephirus @ Apr 8 2005, 06:45 PM)

Loranna looks over to Cyrcius, her mind half on Sen-Yedda and the responsibility of having the mirror Arynel just empowered.

"That's one way of putting it," she says with a small smile. "It can also get rather dangerous at times too, but you are welcome to travel with us if you wish. Welcome to the party."

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 9 2005, 03:45 AM

"Milady Grier, danger is what makes life fun" On a spur of the moment impulse, he seized the empty mugs and utensils, and began juggling them at high speeds.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 9 2005, 03:54 AM

QUOTE(Lord Sephirus @ Apr 8 2005, 06:45 PM)

"Milady Grier, danger is what makes life fun" On a spur of the moment impulse, he seized the empty mugs and utensils, and began juggling them at high speeds.

The mugs and utensils hurtling through the air came to a stop suddenly remaining at rest in the air. Teleran grinned from his spot in the corner, his blue eyes locked on the floating items.

Posted by: Lord Sephirus Apr 9 2005, 03:57 AM

Looking at his frozen juggling articles, Cyrcius just grinned and said "While that is not neccesarily common, it is not unusual either. Many mages like to interfere with performers like this, but I try to take it in good humor."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 03:57 AM

QUOTE(Teleran @ Apr 8 2005, 09:54 PM)

The mugs and utensils hurtling through the air came to a stop suddenly remaining at rest in the air. Teleran grinned from his spot in the corner, his blue eyes locked on the floating items.

"That and a sense of humor," Loranna adds with a smile, looking over at Teleran and chuckling.

Hearing Didryn order, Loranna prepares a Cure Disease spell; High Rock was much more famous for its wine than its water.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 9 2005, 04:08 AM

Teleran’s grin widened when he saw Loranna glance over at him before setting the items down on the table neatly organized by type.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 9 2005, 05:47 AM

The tavern door opens and Nalion entered. The mage had spent most of the day in the mages guild reading over a few books and took notes of his own. He stopped shortly at the entrance, looking over the common room in search for his companions. The brown-haired Breton spotted and joined them at their table after he got a cup of wine from the innkeep.
Nalion smiled at his companions, giving them an appreciative look and took a seat.
"Greetings, my friends. Enjoying High Rock?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 05:51 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 8 2005, 11:47 PM)

Loranna smiles at Nalion, calling a barmaid over to bring him a drink. "It's a beautiful land," she says. "Many interesting people and places."

And some nice temples, Loranna mentally adds, inwardly grinning.

"How fare you?" she asks Nalion. "You've been fairly busy today, I note."

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 05:53 AM

Arynel looked up from the table and towards Nalion. The Breton said nothing, but offered a smile and a nod.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 9 2005, 06:05 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 9 2005, 05:53 AM)

Arynel looked up from the table and towards Nalion. The Breton said nothing, but offered a smile and a nod.

Nalion returned the nod and the smile. He was getting used to Arynel appearing rather suddenly when he was supposed to be at the other side of the continent. The mage chuckled amiably.

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 05:51 AM)

Nalion pointed at his own cup of wine he just fetched, but still ordered a slice of meat and bread.
"I am fine, Loranna. Didn't want to waste the time sitting around idly. There's so much to think about." The mage returned her smile. "I needed to get information about what's happening in High Rock these days. It's not that everything has remained what it was since I left 17 years ago. On the contrary."
The barmaid brought him a a piece of bread with a slice of mead on it, which he bit into hungrily.
"I haven't eaten today yet." He said apologetically. "When do we head off?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 9 2005, 06:08 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 8 2005, 11:05 PM)

Nalion returned the nod and the smile. He was getting used to Arynel appearing rather suddenly when he was supposed to be at the other side of the continent. The mage chuckled amiably.
Nalion pointed at his own cup of wine he just fetched, but still ordered a slice of meat and bread.
"I am fine, Loranna. Didn't want to waste the time sitting idly around. There's so much to think about." The mage returned her smile. "I needed to get information about what's happening in High Rock these days. It's not that everything has remained what it was since I left 17 years ago. On the contrary."
The barmaid brought him a a piece of bread with a slice of mead on it, which he bit into hungrily.
"I haven't eaten today yet." He said apologetically. "When do we head off?"

"Seventeen years," Tris said. "That's a long time to be gone."

Tris was only 19. Nalion hadn't seen his home for almost as long as he'd been alive.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 06:10 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 9 2005, 12:08 AM)

"Seventeen years," Tris said. "That's a long time to be gone."

Tris was only 19. Nalion hadn't seen his home for almost as long as he'd been alive.

"It is," Loranna concurs.

To Nalion, she says "Finish your meal, and then we'll be ready to go. No need to bolt it, though."

Posted by: Nalion Apr 9 2005, 06:16 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 9 2005, 06:08 AM)

"Seventeen years," Tris said. "That's a long time to be gone."

Tris was only 19. Nalion hadn't seen his home for almost as long as he'd been alive.

Nalion simply nodded and his smile changed expression to sincerity - and a touch of sadness. His eyes were clouded for a brief and the mage seemed seemed to be absentminded. "I was just one year younger than you, at that time. Hot-headed, overconfident and in love. A combination that will surely lead to trouble. Oh, yes, and it has."
Nalion took a sip from his wine.
"There's an almost classical story. A boy falls madly in love with a girl he shouldn't even look at straight. Surprisingly, the girl shares his feelings and all seems well if there hadn't been her overjealous and ambitious noble father who wanted to marry her off for his own benefit. She got locked into the father's estate and the common boy feels his heart break. Hot-headed as he was, he broke into the estate at one night to fetch her. She said yes and they fled, not without causing quite some hubbub, which led to the death of a guardsman. Charged with murder and abduction, the boy and his love fled High Rock."
For some reason, Nalion found it was easier to tell the story in third person.
"The couple lived happily for two years until the girl died tragically by disease, which set the boy into despair and he began a long journey, aimless and homeless."
The mage looked up.
"The girl was called Lirielle, the boy... Nalion."
Nalion looked up, his smile returning slowly. He took the last bite of his bread and washed it down with wine. "There are things I have to put right soon." he told them, then looked at Loranna. "There are more pressing matters ahead now, though. I am ready whenever you are, ...Greir."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 9 2005, 06:32 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 8 2005, 11:16 PM)

Nalion simply nodded and his smile changed expression to sincerity - and a touch of sadness. His eyes were clouded for a brief and the mage seemed seemed to be absentminded. "I was just one year younger than you, at that time. Hot-headed, overconfident and in love. A combination that will surely lead to trouble. Oh, yes, and it has."
Nalion took a sip from his wine.
"There's an almost classical story. A boy fells madly in love with a girl he shouldn't even look at straight. Surprisingly, the girl shares his feelings and all seems well if there hadn't been her overjealous and ambitious noble father who wanted to marry her off for his own benefit. She got locked into the father's estate and the common boy feels his heart break. Hot-headed as he was, he broke into the estate at one night to fetch her. She said yes and they fled, not without causing quite some hubbub, which led to the death of a guardsman. Charged with murder and abduction, the boy and his love fled High Rock."
For some reason, Nalion found it was easier to tell the story in third person.
"The couple lived happily for two years until the girl died tragically by disease, which set the boy into despair and he began a long journey, aimless and homeless."
The mage looked up.
"The girl was called Lirielle, the boy... Nalion."
Nalion looked up, his smile returning slowly. He took the last bite of his bread and washed it down with wine. "There are things I have to put right soon." he told them, then looked at Loranna. "There are more pressing matters ahead now, though. I am ready whenever you are, ...Greir."

Tris smiled at Nalion. He had never thought of the older man as the romantic type before.

"We all have ghosts here, it seems. Grier, I've learned where they laid Dom, a little place outside Crosswych Wood. When we're done with Illidan's business, that's where I'm headed next."

He stood up.

Posted by: Aki Apr 9 2005, 06:34 AM

"Sad story, Nal...." Reichi commented, and sipped his drink. "My condolences.." he added afterwards.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 06:35 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 9 2005, 12:16 AM)

Nalion simply nodded and his smile changed expression to sincerity - and a touch of sadness. His eyes were clouded for a brief and the mage seemed seemed to be absentminded. "I was just one year younger than you, at that time. Hot-headed, overconfident and in love. A combination that will surely lead to trouble. Oh, yes, and it has."
Nalion took a sip from his wine.
"There's an almost classical story. A boy fells madly in love with a girl he shouldn't even look at straight. Surprisingly, the girl shares his feelings and all seems well if there hadn't been her overjealous and ambitious noble father who wanted to marry her off for his own benefit. She got locked into the father's estate and the common boy feels his heart break. Hot-headed as he was, he broke into the estate at one night to fetch her. She said yes and they fled, not without causing quite some hubbub, which led to the death of a guardsman. Charged with murder and abduction, the boy and his love fled High Rock."
For some reason, Nalion found it was easier to tell the story in third person.
"The couple lived happily for two years until the girl died tragically by disease, which set the boy into despair and he began a long journey, aimless and homeless."
The mage looked up.
"The girl was called Lirielle, the boy... Nalion."
Nalion looked up, his smile returning slowly. He took the last bite of his bread and washed it down with wine. "There are things I have to put right soon." he told them, then looked at Loranna. "There are more pressing matters ahead now, though. I am ready whenever you are, ...Greir."

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 9 2005, 12:32 AM)

"Of course," she says to Tris, standing herself. "First Illidan, and then our other business."

"Shall we my friends?" she asks, leading the way.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 9 2005, 06:39 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 9 2005, 06:34 AM)

"Sad story, Nal...." Reichi commented, and sipped his drink. "My condolences.." he added afterwards.

"Thank you." Nalion answered simply.

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 06:35 AM)

Loranna reaches over to put her hand on Nalion's, knowing the pain of losing a beloved.

" ... You're not homeless anymore," she says gently. "When the time is right, you won't have to face this alone if you don't wish to."
"Of course," she says to Tris, standing herself. "First Illidan, and then our other business."

"Shall we my friends?" she asks, leading the way.

The mage nodded, a thankful smile creeping up in his face. "We will see how things work out, but first things first. Illidan is the reason we came here in the first place, so let us do what we are supposed to."
Nalion straigthened and followed Loranna.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 9 2005, 06:55 AM

Constable's Manor-

As the party approached the manor, the two guards standing watch at the door exchanged glances. The small, high pitched bark of a dog could be heard from inside the building.

One of the guards approached the group, holding his palm towards them. "Halt, and state your buisness...please." He said, the last word in his sentence pronounced with a great disgust.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 9 2005, 06:59 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 8 2005, 11:55 PM)

"Charming people here," Tris said over his shoulder to Loranna.

He stepped forward, dressed, as usual, like a wealthy minor nobleman of High Rock.

"We have an appointment. What's your name? I want to be sure your fine service is recognized."

Posted by: w0nders Apr 9 2005, 07:09 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 9 2005, 02:29 PM)

"Armacks, sir." The man stated blankly, looking Tris over with tired eyes. "One moment...please." He walked through the manor door, leaving it open a nook, the barking from inside escalated some. From what could be seen, the man was consulting a book, seated next to the door. If one looked down, they could notice the source of the barking, a small dog, no larger than a Bosmer's shin sat in the centre of the doorway, barking repeadetly.

The man returned to the group. "Leave your weapons at the door, please. And do try to watch out for the mutt."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 9 2005, 07:16 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 12:09 AM)

"My weapon costs more than you could make in a dozen lifetimes, I'll hang on to it, thank you," Tris said dryly, edging around the dog. "We're not here to murder anyone."

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 07:18 AM

In the tavern, Arynel chuckled to himself as he traced the woodgrain of the table. The Breton muttered something about time away from home.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 07:19 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 9 2005, 01:16 AM)

"My weapon costs more than you could make in a dozen lifetimes, I'll hang on to it, thank you," Tris said dryly, edging around the dog. "We're not here to murder anyone."

Loranna adds "Besides, if we tried anything the whole city's guards would be out for our blood, right?"

She wonders at the wisdom of rubbing Tris's wealth compared to the guard in, but then again, she was wearing a starhlim tiara on her head, so she wasn't much better ...

She skirts around the dog.

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 07:21 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 9 2005, 12:18 AM)

In the tavern, Arynel chuckled to himself as he traced the woodgrain of the table. The Breton muttered something about time away from home.

"Eh? What's that?" Iulian looks over his third mug of ale. "Hmmm, all your friends seem to have gone, sir. You expecting them back?"

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 07:23 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 8 2005, 11:21 PM)

"Eh? What's that?" Iulian looks over his third mug of ale. "Hmmm, all your friends seem to have gone, sir. You expecting them back?"

Arynel looked up at the Imperial.

"Ah, they may return, I do not know." The Breton said. "I am unsure what their purpose here is anyways."

He began to laugh.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 9 2005, 07:23 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 9 2005, 02:46 PM)

"My weapon costs more than you could make in a dozen lifetimes, I'll hang on to it, thank you," Tris said dryly, edging around the dog. "We're not here to murder anyone."

The guard sighed. Well...there goes my paycheck, back to bread and water for ANOTHER month...I suppose.

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 02:49 PM)

He formed a painful smile, "enjoy your stay!"

The dog backed away from people as they approached, but still continued barking.

The barking, unsurprisingly roused the attention of the Constable. "Would somebody shut that bloody dog up?!" He yelled, the sound coming from around a small corner.

Shortly, from that same corner a servant came to the group. Letting out a small gasp as she looked over the array of individuals. "The...um, Constable is just through there." She remarked, picking up the small dog and pointing to a solid door.

Posted by: Aki Apr 9 2005, 07:29 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 01:23 AM)

The guard sighed. Well...there goes my paycheck, back to bread and water for ANOTHER month...I suppose.
He forms a painful smile, "enjoy your stay!"

The dog backed away from people as they approached, but still continued barking.

Reichi, in a slighlty drunkeness induced bout of semi-insanity , knelt to the dog's level and barked back loudly in it's face before standing back up and following the group, followed by Tohe.

QUOTE

The barking, unsurprisingly roused the attention of the Constable. "Would somebody shut that bloody dog up?!" He yelled, the sound coming from around a small corner.

Shortly, from that same corner a servant came to the group. Letting out a small gasp as she looked over the array of individuals. "The...um, Constable is just through there." She remarked, picking up the small dog and pointing to a solid door

Reichi headed towards the big solid door.

Posted by: Jakut Apr 9 2005, 07:29 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 12:35 AM)

"Shall we my friends?" she asks, leading the way.

Didryn follows her.

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 01:09 AM)

The man returned to the group. "Leave your weapons at the door, please. And do try to watch out for the mutt."

"I'd prefer to keep my bow, thanks. I'll leave my arrows, though."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 07:34 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 01:23 AM)

The guard sighed. Well...there goes my paycheck, back to bread and water for ANOTHER month...I suppose.
He formed a painful smile, "enjoy your stay!"

The dog backed away from people as they approached, but still continued barking.

The barking, unsurprisingly roused the attention of the Constable. "Would somebody shut that bloody dog up?!" He yelled, the sound coming from around a small corner.

Shortly, from that same corner a servant came to the group. Letting out a small gasp as she looked over the array of individuals. "The...um, Constable is just through there." She remarked, picking up the small dog and pointing to a solid door.

Loranna smiles at the girl. "Thank you dear," she says, rounding the corner. At the door, she knocks to the beat of a popular tavern song, glancing over at Tris with a grin.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 9 2005, 07:36 AM

As Teleran looked down at his chitin armor he thought it probably wasn’t the best choice for going to meet an official. Then again they didn’t seem to have anything of the type here in High Rock, maybe the constable would think it exotic. He looked up and tried to adopt an arrogant air as he walked down the hall. He completely lost it when he knelt to try to pet the retreating, barking dog, trying to calm it. He realized everyone else was headed to the door and hurried to catch up.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 9 2005, 07:40 AM

The Breton mage followed Loranna, wrapped in an aura of cold arrogance. He had ignored the guards as much as possible, literally seeing through them.
"Heh, no one says, nothing can be learned from Telvanni attitude." he muttered as none of the manors residents were listening.

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 07:43 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 9 2005, 12:23 AM)

Arynel looked up at the Imperial.

"Ah, they may return, I do not know." The Breton said. "I am unsure what their purpose here is anyways."

He began to laugh.

"Ah, those kind of friends," the Imperial returned. "I've had a few like that before."

He to another swig of ale and called for Lielle to get him something to eat.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 9 2005, 07:43 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 03:04 PM)

Loranna smiles at the girl. "Thank you dear," she says, rounding the corner. At the door, she knocks to the beat of a popular tavern song, glancing over at Tris with a grin.

"Come in." A voice from behind the door answered, followed by a hearty cough.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 07:44 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 8 2005, 11:43 PM)

"Ah, those kind of friends," the Imperial returned. "I've had a few like that before."

He to another swig of ale and called for Lielle to get him something to eat.

Arynel chuckled.

"So," the Breton began, "is your purpose here entirely criminal?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 07:48 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 01:43 AM)

"Come in." A voice from behind the door answered, followed by a hearty cough.

Loranna frowns, healer instincts kicking in; she opens the door and bows.

"My lord constable, we present ourselves in your august presence," she says in her best formal tone. Straightening, she takes stock of the constable, adding "we'd like to discuss a business proposition with you ... and are you unwell sir? I can help you with that if you are."

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 07:49 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 9 2005, 12:44 AM)

Arynel chuckled.

"So," the Breton began, "is your purpose here entirely criminal?"

"It was on the way, Sir," Iulian replied with a smile. "I try to make the best of traveling arangements and I have a week or so to spare. I dare ask, is your purpose here entirely noble? You haven't yet mentioned what it is yet."

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 07:53 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 8 2005, 11:49 PM)

Arynel smiled boyishly.

"My reasons for being here are the same for being anywhere," the Breton said, "the road goes on ever winding. Ah, but to be percise, I am here to see and to hear, of local fare I have heard much, both scorn and praise, I will see them both and pass by the better."

Posted by: w0nders Apr 9 2005, 07:59 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 03:18 PM)

An aged, plump man looked up from his table, he was dressed in a fine, soft buttoned shirt, a stripey pattern covered the fabric, the same was for his pants. He was also wearing a night cap. "Of course, please...find a place to sit. You are my last appointment for tonight, and no...I am not sick, thankyou for asking though."

"What is it you wanted to see me about?" He asked.

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 07:59 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 9 2005, 12:53 AM)

Iulian gave his own chuckle.

"I would suggest passing the quicker, friend," the Imperial suggested. "May I call you that? Truth be told I think this place rather boring and quite soon the reasons for going will outweigh the reasons for staying... that is if my food ever gets here."

He glanced over the common room for Lielle, who had disappeared.

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 08:02 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 8 2005, 11:59 PM)

"You may call me that." Arynel said. "It is the better of many possible titles."

"I myself may go," the Breton said, "though I am unsure how much longer I will stay here. Nevermind that, though, let the spool unwind as it will, no forcing the string."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 08:02 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 01:59 AM)

Loranna takes a seat. "We seek information, my lord," she says, wondering if High Rock officials often took appointments in striped clothes and nightcaps.

"Specifically, we seek the wise women who used to congregate at Tamarilyn Point," she explains. "We have heard that you know their current whereabouts and wish to ask this information of you - for which, of course, we would happily show our appreciation, shining and golden."

Posted by: Nalion Apr 9 2005, 08:07 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 08:02 AM)

Loranna takes a seat. "We seek information, my lord," she says, wondering if High Rock officials often took appointments in striped clothes and nightcaps.

"Specifically, we seek the wise women who used to congregate at Tamirayln Point," she explains. "We have heard that you know their current whereabouts and wish to ask this information of you - for which, of course, we would happily show our appreciation, shining and golden."

Nalion entered after Loranna and stood one step backwards and to the side of her chair. He preferred to stand. His arms were folded across his chest and he seemed again to stare through people. The arrogance he showed earlier was now underlined with a slight trace of contempt.

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 08:11 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 9 2005, 01:02 AM)

"Some time that leaves you with a big tangle," Iulian said. "Which I might say, is a bit hard to sew with. Ah, here comes Lielle."

The waitress crossed the floor quickly, deftly avoiding the rowdier crowds. She bore a plate in each hand, one loaded with the Imperial's meal and the other with bread and a bowl of broth. She set both on the table.

"You better eat fast, Iulian," she said quietly to the seated Cyrodiil. "Otherwise our bard friend might get in trouble."

"That so?" he replied as the server walked away and then turned back to the Breton across from him. "I guess I better heed her words then."

Posted by: Arynel Apr 9 2005, 08:13 AM

QUOTE(Dinylos @ Apr 9 2005, 12:11 AM)

"Well, I'd hate to get into any trouble." Arynel said. "I do my best to stay on the rights of things."

The Breton laughed. "I must say my life has been rather uneventful, perhaps there is a connection, it matters little."

Posted by: w0nders Apr 9 2005, 08:15 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 03:32 PM)

Loranna takes a seat. "We seek information, my lord," she says, wondering if High Rock officials often took appointments in striped clothes and nightcaps.

"Specifically, we seek the wise women who used to congregate at Tamirayln Point," she explains. "We have heard that you know their current whereabouts and wish to ask this information of you - for which, of course, we would happily show our appreciation, shining and golden."

"You've heard have you? May I ask who you heard this from?" He asked, fidgeting in his seat. He didn't even seem to take notice of Loranna's subtlety.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 08:18 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 02:15 AM)

"You've heard have you? May I ask who you heard this from?" He asked, fidgeting in his seat. He didn't even seem to take notice of Loranna's subtlety.

Loranna raises her eyebrows. "So we have heard incorrectly?" she asks, sounding a bit disappointed. "A shame; we are eager to meet them, and willing to pay handsomly for whoever could help us do so ..."

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 08:19 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Apr 9 2005, 01:13 AM)

"Those two have a tendancy to go hand in hand," Iulian returned between swallows. "In these days that can be good and bad."

He brushed a hand through his short croped black hair and looked at the tavern door.

Posted by: w0nders Apr 9 2005, 08:25 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 03:48 PM)

"Hang on, now." He stated, his voice filled with desperation. "I never said you heard wrong...I, was just curious, you see..."

He paused for a moment, "Handsomely you say? just how 'handsome' would this sum be...?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 08:31 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 02:25 AM)

Loranna's face becomes brighter. "As handsome as any man could ask, my lord."

She pulls out one of the souls gems she carries, with a Golden Saint trapped inside. She allows the constable to touch the gem so that he may know what is trapped within.

"You see what resources we have," she says. "We can offer you a couple gems like this, in return for information that leads us to the wise women."

Posted by: w0nders Apr 9 2005, 08:39 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 04:01 PM)

The man frowned, "I am not interested in Gems, miss. They don't pay the bills around here."

Outside the manor-

"Halt, and state your buisne-- BY THE NINE!"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 9 2005, 08:42 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 01:39 AM)

The man frowned, "I am not interested in Gems, miss. They don't pay the bills around here."

Outside the manor-

"Halt, and state your buisne-- BY THE NINE!"

"Oh for pity's sake," Tris said. "You have a mages's guild right here, you want the 80,000 gold or not? I swear if you make me walk across town to cash it in for you it will be half that."

Posted by: Aki Apr 9 2005, 08:45 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 02:39 AM)

Outside the manor-

"Halt, and state your buisne-- BY THE NINE!"

Reichi, who had been griping his Dagger of Senses the whole time, raised an eyebrow at the sounds. "Anyone hear that?" he asked.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 9 2005, 08:45 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 08:39 AM)

The man frowned, "I am not interested in Gems, miss. They don't pay the bills around here."

Outside the manor-

"Halt, and state your buisne-- BY THE NINE!"

Nalion lifted his gaze up to the constable's eye level and gazed directly at him. A frown darkens his face. He took a small step forward.
"What would you like better. The weight of many thousand gold pieces or a couple of convenient gems with more purpose than just paying bills. There is another option though."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 08:48 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 9 2005, 02:45 AM)

Reichi, who had been griping his Dagger of Senses the whole time, raised an eyebrow at the sounds. "Anyone hear that?" he asked.

Loranna's face had dimmed considerably at the constable's dismissal of her offer; she makes a mental note that offering a stupenduously valuable item does not always entice a person's greed ...

Upon hearing Reichi, she turns to look at him. "Not really; what is it?" she asks, her expression turning questioning.

Posted by: Teleran Apr 9 2005, 08:48 AM

“Well, if he doesn’t want them can I use one?” Teleran asked. “I’m sure we can find something he values highly and let him keep that instead.

“What Reichi, something outside? I heard something, couldn’t make out what it was though.”

Posted by: w0nders Apr 9 2005, 08:50 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Apr 9 2005, 04:12 PM)

"Oh for pity's sake," Tris said. "You have a mages's guild right here, you want the 80,000 gold or not? I swear if you make me walk across town to cash it in for you it will be half that."

QUOTE(Nalion @ Apr 9 2005, 04:15 PM)

The man, sighed. "Fine give me the damn gems, and I'll tell you about your precious wise women. The gems first, though.

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 9 2005, 04:15 PM)

Reichi, who had been griping his Dagger of Senses the whole time, raised an eyebrow at the sounds. "Anyone hear that?" he asked.

The constable looked to Reichi, "Huh?"

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 08:53 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 02:50 AM)

The man, sighed. "Fine give me the damn gems, and I'll tell you about your precious wise women. The gems first, though.
The constable looked to Reichi, "Huh?"

"One moment my lord ..." Loranna says, rising. "Let's check this out; Reichi?"

Posted by: Dinylos Apr 9 2005, 08:54 AM

True to his word, Iulian quickly finished his meal and after a polite farewell to Arynel, stepped out into the night.

Not long after the Cyrodiil's depature the tavern was entered by sereral burly Bretons, hey were obviously agitated and looking for someone.

Posted by: Aki Apr 9 2005, 08:56 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 02:50 AM)

The man, sighed. "Fine give me the damn gems, and I'll tell you about your precious wise women. The gems first, though.
The constable looked to Reichi, "Huh?"

"Someone said, 'Halt, and state your buisness' and stoppped that sentance short, and shouted 'BY THE NINE!'" Reichi said. "Generally, when stuff like that is said, its not good news..."

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 08:59 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 9 2005, 02:56 AM)

"Someone said, 'Halt, and state your buisness' and stoppped that sentance short, and shouted 'BY THE NINE!'" Reichi said. "Generally, when stuff like that is said, its not good news..."

"Great ..." Loranna looks around the room briefly, noting the window. "My lord, better retire to a safer room than this; if you please?"

She stands up, already preparing a protective spell to shield the constable if anything got past the guards.

Posted by: Nalion Apr 9 2005, 09:02 AM

The mages expression got worried, but he soon recomposed his stance of arrogance.
"I wouldn't advise to leave him alone, Greir." he whispered to Loranna. "I think he's the person to know when to leave."

Posted by: w0nders Apr 9 2005, 09:03 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Apr 9 2005, 04:26 PM)

"Someone said, 'Halt, and state your buisness' and stoppped that sentance short, and shouted 'BY THE NINE!'" Reichi said. "Generally, when stuff like that is said, its not good news..."

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 04:29 PM)

The constable grumbled as he stood, batting the small pom-pom at the tip of his night cap out of his face. "Alright, we'll head to the living room, shall we? That's safe." Without awaiting an answer, the constable left the room.

Somewhere around the house, the barking of the dog picked up again.

Posted by: Loranna Apr 9 2005, 09:05 AM

QUOTE(w0nders @ Apr 9 2005, 03:03 AM)

"Right," Loranna says, casting sanctuary and shield on the constable. "For your protection my lord; it never hurts to be careful ..."

"Someone accompany me to the living room with the constable; the rest, see what's got the guards," Loranna says, following the constable.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Apr 9 2005, 09:07 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Apr 9 2005, 02:05 AM)