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Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 04:29 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://www.ravensky.org/irc/.

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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Info for Loranna:

Race: Nord
Sex: Female

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Summary for Loranna:

Loranna is in a cave outside of Ald Raathim, a Daedric lair, to face down the Daedra Imago Storm and stop his threat to her lands.

Posted by: Nalion Jul 31 2005, 04:33 AM

Nalion, a Breton mage is with the group seeking to banish Imago Storm back into Oblivion. For this, a vengeful daedroth named Faydra Shardai, has provided them with both, the protonymic and neonymic incantory names of Imago. After the party had attained and prepared the weapon - the Daedric Crescent Blade - to finally strike Imago, the party is now ready to face the enemy.

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 04:41 AM

Another Daedric edifice - well, a cave, but a Daedric cave. Loranna begins to wonder if she's not spending a bit too much time in such places as she walks down the hall, eyes and ears alert.

Posted by: Dumbkid Jul 31 2005, 04:41 AM

The hall opened up to a grand shrine, light and smoke drifting off large stone ornaments hanging from the ceiling. Between two enormous cairns was a large stone throne, all carved in the Daedric fashion. Before the throne stood a figure, tall with a face that was eerily human, and devilishly handsome. He wore what appeared to be a dremora’s armor, and two small horns protruded out the front of his skull.

“Greetings, mortals,” Imago Storm said in a voice that was somehow noble and at the same time like a rain of daggers, “Have you sought me out by your own wisdom, or has another led you to this place? Whatever has brought you to this place, know that here you will find your end.”

Posted by: Xyber02 Jul 31 2005, 04:44 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jul 30 2005, 08:41 PM)

“Greetings, mortals,” Imago Storm said in a voice that was somehow noble and at the same time like a rain of daggers, “Have you sought me out by your own wisdom, or has another led you to this place? Whatever has brought you to this place, know that here you will find your end.”

"No banter."

Grabbing her bow, lining her eye along the shaft, she sighted Imago Storm. For some reason, words couldn't describe the power she felt from him, certianly nothing she had felt in her travels.

Releasing the shaft, using the arrow to distract him, maybe to amuse herself, she uttered one word loudly, "Hewrohcheh!"

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 04:46 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jul 30 2005, 10:41 PM)

Loranna holds up the amulet. "We come through the words of Faydra Shardai, who desires to see you, Lord Imago," Loranna says.

Hearing Anya attack, Loranna mentally implores Dibella and the Nine to preserve them tonight ...

Posted by: Dumbkid Jul 31 2005, 04:47 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Jul 30 2005, 10:44 PM)

"No banter."

Grabbing her bow, lining her eye along the shaft, she sighted Imago Storm. For some reason, words couldn't describe the power she felt from him, certianly nothing she had felt in her travels.

Releasing the shaft, using the arrow to distract him, maybe to amsue herself, she uttered one word loudly, "Hewrohcheh!"

Imago Storm stole the arrow from it's flight path, snapping the shaft in two.

The Daedric Duke froze, dropping the broken arrow in surpise when he heard his protonymic uttered.

Posted by: Nalion Jul 31 2005, 04:52 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 31 2005, 04:46 AM)

Loranna holds up the amulet. "We come through the words of Faydra Shardai, who desires to see you, Lord Imago," Loranna says.

Hearing Ahjaar attack, Loranna mentally implores Dibella and the Nine to preserve them tonight ...

A cloud of black smoke filled a space near Loranna and Faydra Shardai manifested herself besides Loranna in all her dreadful beauty.

"Ah, I see, you made it, darling. I am... impressed.", she muttered to Loranna, then she turned to Imago.

"Imago Storm, old friend, do you recognize me? My sweet revenge will catch up to you now! I am tired of your scheming and your clan policies. I am tired of your so-called reasons for destructive evolution."

Posted by: Dumbkid Jul 31 2005, 04:54 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Jul 30 2005, 10:52 PM)

“I should have tasted your stain on this from the beginning, Faydra!” Imago cursed, "I tell you truly, you will suffer this day."

Posted by: syronj Jul 31 2005, 04:57 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jul 30 2005, 10:54 PM)

“I should have tasted your stain on this from the beginning, Faydra!” Imago cursed, "I tell you truly, you will suffer this day."

Shaka strode forward, concealing his fear. "Storm! I don't know you and don't really hate you. But I'm curious to know why you oppose Dres Loranna."

He held the Spear of Bitter Mercy unsheathed, flickering as it danced through Time and eternity. Before he invoked the name, he was curious.

Posted by: Nalion Jul 31 2005, 04:59 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jul 31 2005, 04:54 AM)

“I should have tasted your stain on this from the beginning, Faydra!” Imago cursed, "I tell you truly, you will suffer this day."

"You may know the theory of what banishing is, but do you know what it feels like? This sleep is horrible and terrific. You, too, will taste it now as I have tasted it by your scheming!", Shaydra shouted.

Posted by: Dumbkid Jul 31 2005, 05:01 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Jul 30 2005, 10:57 PM)

“Why, are you interested in the complexities of Daedric politics, mortal?” Imago asked, eyeing Shaka with what could be either curiosity or menace, or was perhaps both simultaneously, “I rein over the powers of evolutionary destruction, all things of mortals come and go, and it is time for Ald Raathim to meet its end.”

Imago Storm gave Faydra a look that could cause flesh to combust.

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 05:04 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Jul 30 2005, 10:57 PM)

Loranna glanced over at Faydra, raising her eyebrows.

Then she hears Shaka not invoke the name, and her heart sinks. Damnit Shaka; don't dilly-dally! she thinks. She opens her mouth, to speak ...

"By your name Djehzehpeh, Imago, you will leave this world!" she says, the words coming out in a rush.

Posted by: Dumbkid Jul 31 2005, 05:06 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 30 2005, 11:04 PM)

Imago Storm stood frozen for an instant, as if paralyzed by the uttering of both his protonymic and Neonymic.

Posted by: syronj Jul 31 2005, 05:14 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 30 2005, 11:04 PM)

Shaka, seeing that Ahjaar was frozen for the moment, called to her to toss him the blade. The next moments seemed to be in slow motion. The crescent blade flew end-over-end to his hand, and he managed to catch it.

Shaka raised the daedric blade and saw the frozen look in the eye of the dremora. "Guess I'll never know now," he murmured, and sliced diagonally into the dremora from shoulder to hip. The crescent blade hummed in his hands like a straight shot of flin; he fought its seductive promise of death.

Posted by: Dumbkid Jul 31 2005, 05:22 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Jul 30 2005, 11:14 PM)

Imago Storm’s eyes went wide with a mix of confusion and – was it even possible? – fright, as the specially prepared Daedric Crescent Blade cut into the substance of his physical manifestation. It was not the physical damage that mattered, though; it was the power behind his true name, spoken moments before, combined with the powers of the blade that sent him with all haste towards the voids of Oblivion.

An inoculating light appeared around Imago Storm’s body, and the Daedra looked at Faydra with contempt. In his last moment on Nirn, he chanted Faydra’s own Incantory name, and then vanished from existence, his last words still lingering in the air.

"Nepehkweh-kodo"

Posted by: Dagoth Lich Jul 31 2005, 05:22 AM

As the creature died, slyvos awoke abruptly, taking a deep inhale of air, and panting heavily.

'what the...'

He groaned a bit, trying to get to his feet but too dizy to stand, so he fell back onto the bed.

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 05:26 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jul 30 2005, 11:22 PM)

Loranna blinks, releasing the breath she didn't realize she had been holding ...

" ... Shaka, send her back too!" she implores, whirling and casting a fortify speed spell on the Argonian ...

Posted by: Nalion Jul 31 2005, 05:28 AM

QUOTE(Dumbkid @ Jul 31 2005, 05:22 AM)

Faydra gave off a cry of triumph as Imago Storm began to vanish, but which quickly turned to a shout of dismay and a snarl.

"Thrice cursed fool, Imago.", Faydra exclaimed, then saw Loranna acting against her. "You will pay for it."

A blast of fire out of the voids of Oblivion flew towards the Nord, then Faydra turned to Shaka.

Posted by: syronj Jul 31 2005, 05:30 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 30 2005, 11:26 PM)

Loranna blinks, releasing the breath she didn't realize she had been holding ...

" ... Shaka, send her back too!" she implores, whirling and casting a fortify speed spell on the Argonian ...

If time had seemed to slow down before, Shaka now knew that that had been a trick of the mind. Now he ran at full speed for the beautiful inhuman creature, who was beginning a gesture of power that would mercifully for Shaka come too late.

He almost felt regret as he swung the daedric crescent blade through the perfect neck, tumbling to one side and rolling upright.

Posted by: Nalion Jul 31 2005, 05:35 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Jul 31 2005, 05:30 AM)

The Spear of Bitter Mercy, it's powers underestimated by most, was, like Malacath's Scourge, one of the few artifacts on Tamriel that could truly hurt daedra. In combination with the true incantory names of a particular daedroth, it could be used to banish daedra back into Oblivion.

Just as the incantation of Faydra's neonymic began to drain her lifeforce from the mortal plane to Oblivion, Shaka's thrust pierced Faydra and completed the sequence.

With a horrible inhuman scream, Faydra vanished in a blue implosion.

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 05:37 AM

Loranna screams, immolated by fire that was both hotter than the core of Red Mountain and yet colder than the darkest void. She vainly waves her hands and falls, still aflame.

The pain was immense ... she screams again, as the flames slowly die down ...

Posted by: Dumbkid Jul 31 2005, 05:40 AM

A curious new book is added to the library at Ald Raathim.

On Ald Raathim: The Abolitionist Movement in House Dres, and the Dawn Sanctuary

By Chu-Dezai

For the last months I have spent considerable time in the Great House Dres city of Ald Raathim, widely known to be the first city in Great House Dres to not prosper on the backs of slaves, and as being a haven for those Vvardenfell locals fleeing from disaster on the island. During my time here I have conversed with several locals concerning the history of the Abolitionist movement, as well as the functioning of the city during the Dawn exodus.

Ald Raathim was not always opposed to slavery; in fact, it has been ruled by several harsh Dunmer nobles with the traditionalist Dunmer mindset to unpaid servitude. The last to own slaves, a Dunmer by the name of Rathmet, is rumored to have been particularly harsh, though as far as this Argonian knows no evidence exists to validate such a claim. Whether or not this claim is true, I would like to think that Rathmet was in fact quite vile a master, as it makes the rise of abolitionism in Ald Raathim all the more appealing.

For all his prejudices against the Khajiit, Rathmet was not as devout in his disposition towards the beast races as would appear, for rumors abound that he was involved in a secret liaison with one of his Khajiiti slaves. These rumors seem to be validated by the fact that upon his death, possibly involving fowl play, Ald Raathim was inherited by a Khajiit known as Jazbet.

Being a Khajiit himself, and knowledgeable of the plight of the downtrodden and unpaid “beast races,” Jazbet promptly ended slavery in and around Ald Raathim. The significance of this cannot be overstated; Jazbet’s accomplishments were simply monumental, deep in the territory of Great House Dres, well known as being the most racist of all Dunmer Great Houses, he stood by his actions against the great weight of the modern and historical prejudices and traditions of other house members.

His accomplishments might be attributed to his charming personality and adept communication skills. It is hinted that his lovers were many, as is the typical Khajiiti style, and that he perhaps fathered offspring prior to his becoming a council member of Great House Dres and ruler of Ald Raathim, though the fate of whatever offspring he may have had is unknown.

It is perhaps his virulent social skills that culminated in his connection to events on the Island Vvardenfell and therewith the conversion of Ald Raathim to a haven for those fleeing the trials witnessed in that district. The events of the so called “Blue Dawn” are not of much interest to me, personally, being a People of the Root my interest is more tuned to the mistreatment of the beast races, however, the close association with the events surrounding this “Blue Dawn” and the abolitionist movement in Great House Dres necessitates my writing on that subject.

What exactly motivated Jazbet to traveling to Vvardenfell province is not known by this Argonian, but it was most likely due to the staunch anti-slavery stance of one Loranna, ironically a Dunmer woman (although it is supposed she has close Nordic relatives), and definitely not, was some would claim, any associations with her to the Daedric Prince Azura (for though the Queen of Dusk and Dawn is much venerated by typical Khajiiti, Jazbet is most certainly more civilized than the savage Dunmer of House Dres who revere those demons).

There is a story of a young Khajiit pleading to Loranna to free the slaves. At this time Loranna had developed a significant following among the populace on Vvardenfell, which consisted mostly of typically racist Dunmer, and any sympathies to the “beast races” were sure to be a great risk to her interests. Even so, Loranna gave ear to the young Khajiit’s pleas, and ordered that the slaves be freed.

It is the well researched opinion of this author that Loranna’s decision was in fact inspired by Jazbet himself, who, in his great wisdom, saw the potential of Loranna’s influence and in private conversations enlightened her to the already growing abolitionist movement. Loranna was so amazed by Jazbet’s wisdom, persuasion, and leadership skills that she offered herself as his lover.

The great turning point of the abolitionist movement was not when Loranna agreed to free the slaves, but rather later, in Vivec City, when Loranna was brought to trial for her anti-slavery agenda. At the trial a skirmish broke out between those sympathetic to slavery and those opposed, which steadily increased in ferocity to become an outright war raging across the Vvardenfell District.

Many of those opposed to slavery from the island migrated across the Inner Sea to the mainland, seeking refuge in Ald Raathim, where Jazbet, with aid from Loranna, was ruling a genuine utopia. A number of battles were fought on Vvardenfell, but the fighting was abruptly ended when Red Mountain inexplicably and unexpectedly erupted – perhaps a sign of the change of the times, from slavery to freedom.

The great migration of anti-slavery supporters to Ald Raathim greatly strengthened the abolitionist movement in the city. This support network, combined with years long efforts of Jazbet’s to end slavery wherever it could be found, has led to many other members of Great House Dres to consider freeing their slaves also.

Note from the Imperial Publishers Guild: Seeing that this is one of the first written accounts of the events of Vvardenfell during what is termed the Blue Dawn it is certainly an invaluable resource. However, it should be noted that the author is not known to have even set foot in Morrowind until well after the fact, and there is no evidence that Chu-Dezai ever sought an audience with Jazbet, Loranna, or any other person known to be related to events on Vvardenfell during this time. It is most likely that a great number of the facts presented in this work are either misconstrued accounts of actual events, or pure conjecture.

Posted by: syronj Jul 31 2005, 05:40 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 30 2005, 11:37 PM)

"Damn it, damn it ...." Shaka immediately ran to Loranna with all the healing magicka he could muster. "I'm sorry Lor, I shouldn't have tried talking to them ...."

He forced some healing potions down her as well, praying it would prove enough to at least stabilize Loranna.

Posted by: Nalion Jul 31 2005, 05:40 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 31 2005, 05:37 AM)

Nalion had been watching the scenery, as he had taken the task of backing up the group.
"Loranna!", Nalion cried as his friend was hit by the ball of flames, then ran over to her, his hands already weaving a spell of healing.

As he approached her, blue streams of magicka flowed from his hand to her body, feeling cool to the touch.

However...

As if the presence of Imago had held them back until now, the assassins inhabiting the ruins came forth with drawn weapons and trying to get at Loranna while she seemed weak. A victory over Loranna would surely be beneficial to them later.

Posted by: syronj Jul 31 2005, 05:48 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Jul 30 2005, 11:40 PM)

As if the presence of Imago had held them back until now, the assassins inhabiting the ruins came forth with drawn weapons and trying to get at Loranna while she seemed weak. A victory over Loranna would surely please their Lord in later times.

Snarling, Shaka sliced with the Spear at the first black-clad assassin, a flange nearly decapitating him. He rebounded off the body and planted a foot in the face of a second killer, caving it in.

He paused for a moment and called up his own fire; a Greater Fireball shot into the back of the cave, striking several assassins on the way.

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 05:54 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Jul 30 2005, 11:40 PM)

Nalion's and Shaka's spells both ease Loranna's suffering, and Nalion can see that Loranna's body is healing on its own - the terrible damage of Faydra's blast has almost negated her regeneration, but now with Shaka's and Nalion's help Loranna's potions are kicking back in ...

If it hadn't been for her armor's absorbing part of the destructive magicka though ...

Loranna struggles to her feet, an assassin charging her with a poison-dripping blade held high in his hand. Loranna, still badly burnt, mutters thickly " ... Give me your life ..." and twists just enough to let the blade skid off her pauldron, gripping the assassin tightly and kissing him for a long moment.

When she lets him go, he slumps lifelessly to the ground, and Loranna sighs, looking better. She turns to deal with other assassins.

Posted by: Moonblink Jul 31 2005, 05:57 AM

Ahjaar wakes up. What just happened? She looked around; everyone was fighting assations.

She couldn't get up at first, but she did. Her bow was beside her and she picked it up.

Posted by: syronj Jul 31 2005, 06:01 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 30 2005, 11:54 PM)

Loranna struggles to her feet, an assassin charging her with a poison-dripping blade held high in his hand. Loranna, still badly burnt, mutters thickly " ... Give me your life ..." and twists just enough to let the blade skid off her pauldron, gripping the assassin tightly and kissing him for a long moment.

When she lets him go, he slumps lifelessly to the ground, and Loranna sighs, looking better. She turns to deal with other assassins.

Shaka was fighting off two sword-wielding assassins with the Spear, before calling up a storm atronach behind the pair. "No prisoners," said Shaka, as much to himself as to the atronach. The golem crushed one of the assassin's heads like a grape . . . .

Shaka struck the second assassin to his knees with the haft of the Spear before breaking the enemy's neck. All around Shaka, he could hear the rest of Loranna's companions in pitched struggle.

Even as he fought, Shaka glanced once at the revived Loranna with something like fear. How could she recover so quickly . . . .And yet much of her beauty was still horribly charred, even as she stole it back from the enemy.

Posted by: Nalion Jul 31 2005, 06:03 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 31 2005, 05:54 AM)

Nalion, relieved that his friend would recover, turned towards and approaching assassin. Raising both of his hands, he incanted a spell and immediately afterwards, lightning flew forth from his hands.

The assassin was hit in the chest and began to shake uncontrollably, with flashes coursing over his body.

Posted by: Xyber02 Jul 31 2005, 06:07 AM

An assassin charged Anya from behind. Too noisy. thought Anya, dissappointed in their charge.

Blocking the charge with her spear, both of the bowled over, and used the momentum to kick the assassin agains the wall where she tossed her spear and impaled them.

Grabbing her spear, she watched another come after her, as Shaka took on a few of his own, and Loranna used them to heal herself.

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 06:10 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Jul 31 2005, 12:01 AM)

Shaka was not the only one to cast fearful glances at Loranna; the assassins were becoming increasingly more desperate with every moment she was on her feet, her burnt skin restoring to healthy ashen skin.

A second assassin threw himself at her, managing to bowl her over; assassin and noblewoman rolled around on the ground for a moment, and then Loranna got back up, looking even more restored than before, drawing her sword and stepping over her unmoving assailant.

Caress blocked a third assassin's blade and cut into his arm, causing his knees to buckle from the sudden weakness; Loranna knocked the assassin's blade from his hands and pressed her hand down on his shoulder, forcing him down as she struck again with her blade.

Looking up, she surveys the battle.

Posted by: Nalion Jul 31 2005, 06:15 AM

The lightning streaks ceased on the body of the assassin Nalion had targeted and the writhing stopped. Looking over the battlefield, the mage could see that all his companions were well occupied with fighting the enemies.

A movement in the corner of his eyes made him turn to the right. An assassin, obviously recognizing the hopelessness of the situation, tried to sneak past the combat zone and towards the exit of the cave.

With an intricate gesture and a whispered word, a paralysis spell, followed by a hail of ice darts first immobilized, then pierced the assassin. Another wave of iceshards finished the job and only after the paralysis spell released the mer's muscles, he sagged to the floor.

Posted by: Moonblink Jul 31 2005, 06:18 AM

Ahjaar shoot an arrow at a charging assassin, but missed. He lunged, and Ahjaar jumped out of the way, but she was still foggy from just waking up, and the assastion plunged a dagger into her arm.

Ahjaar shreiked, and fell backwards. The assassin came down with her.

Posted by: Xyber02 Jul 31 2005, 06:18 AM

Eyeing the second assassin charging her, Anya readied her spear for a throw, conceling the Dagger of Judgement given to her by Loranna when they first met.

Tossing the spear when he was close, the assassin dogded it with ease, but failed to see the dagger that plunged into his neck. Yanking it free, Anya picked up her spear, and watched as most of the assassins were quickly dispatched.

Posted by: Aki Jul 31 2005, 06:19 AM

OOC Summary:
Teh Dunmer Reichi has been ...you'll see. bwhaha.
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One of the assassins, armed with a bow, and a powerful arrow had been too absorbed to taking great aim with his shot, knowing the power of the arrow not to be wasted. He didn't notice the great white shape sneak up behind him. With a scream of pain he dropped his bow, as a clawed hand suddenly materialized in his chest. The assassin looked down horrified at the blood soaked claw, seeing his heart slowly stilling in between the bloodsoaked fingers.

Reichi drew his hand out of the dead assassin, the corpse hitting the ground with a meaty thump, dispite having controll, he couldn't deny that somewhere, there was a bestial boodlust feed by actions like that. The great white Werewolf moved into plain view, a feral grin plastered on his lupine features. Reichi's grin would have widened if it could when he felt the palpable fear of the Assassins.

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 06:24 AM

Between white-furred werewolves, spear-wileding Bosmer and Argonians, Bow-shooting Khajiit, and an angry (and by now more or less healed) Nord, not to mention a Breton mage, what remaining assassins were left in the cave were dealt with. The fight ended with a an almost violent suddenness, the cries of battle still echoing in the cave.

Loranna looks around at her companions, sheathing her sword and saying " ... Who needs healing - besides me ..."

Posted by: Xyber02 Jul 31 2005, 06:25 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jul 30 2005, 10:19 PM)

Reichi drew his hand out of the dead assassin, the corpse hitting the ground with a meaty thump, dispite having controll, he couldn't deny that somewhere, there was a bestial boodlust feed by actions like that. The great white Werewolf moved into plain view, a feral grin plastered on his lupine features. Reichi's grin would have widened if it could when he felt the palpable fear of the Assassins.

Anya's own eyes widened in fear as she saw the feral beast enter the cave, not realizing who it was. She dropped her spear in shock.

Snapping out of her fear, and reacting quickly, she grabbed her bow and sighted a shaft at the werewolf. Never fought one before, always a first time for everything.

Posted by: Moonblink Jul 31 2005, 06:26 AM

Ahjaar takes her dagger from her belt, blocks one of the assassin's thrusts, and plunges the dagger in his neck.

She gets up, takes her dagger, sees Reichi, then screams.

Posted by: Aki Jul 31 2005, 06:30 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Jul 31 2005, 12:25 AM)

In what would have been in any normal Werewolf, a uncanny show of intellect, Reichi quickly pulled a Assassin's corpse into the Arrow's path, effectively blocking it. Reichi stuck his tongue out at Anya, hoping she would be able to recognize that as unnatural a gesture for a Werewolf as a non-alcoholic nord.

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 06:30 AM

"It's all right; this one's a friend," Loranna calls out to the others.

Posted by: Moonblink Jul 31 2005, 06:32 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jul 31 2005, 12:30 AM)

Asokei picks up her bow with the intent to shoot, but hears Loranna and stops. "a freind?" She says in disbeilf. "It's a Demon!"

Posted by: Xyber02 Jul 31 2005, 06:34 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jul 30 2005, 10:30 PM)

"Wha.. wha.. do they even do that?" she looked in disbelief, as she grabbed a second arrow from her hip.

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 30 2005, 10:30 PM)

"It's all right; this one's a friend," Loranna calls out to the others.

"A friend? First time I've heard of a werewolf helping people. Tell me who it is and why I shouldn't shoot him again."

She sight another shaft on him, but held it loose. If he was a friend, she wouldn't shoot, but he was still a werewolf in her eyes, even if a uncharacteristically intellegent one.

Posted by: Aki Jul 31 2005, 06:35 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 31 2005, 12:30 AM)

"It's all right; this one's a friend," Loranna calls out to the others.

As if in afirmation, Reichi points to the one item of clothing on his being, a leather collar, which one may have or may not have noticed on his neck while he was wearing his armor, around his neck which bore Reichi's ring.

Posted by: Xyber02 Jul 31 2005, 06:37 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Jul 30 2005, 10:35 PM)

"Re... Reichi?" She lowered her bow, but kept the shaft in place, a bewildered look on her face.

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 06:38 AM

"Notice the ring he's pointing to," Loranna says. "And you shouldn't shoot him because he's on our side, and because it would be rude and unpleasant ..."

She sighs. " ... The fight's over; it's time to heal up and head out," she says, weariness creeping into her voice. "Let's check this cave for any other surprises and clean up the bodies and all go home. It's been a long day."

Posted by: Xyber02 Jul 31 2005, 06:39 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 30 2005, 10:38 PM)

"Your the first person I've met that thought shooting a werewolf was rude." Anya mumble.

Dragging the bodies, Anya liberated some jewelery and a few weapons that would fetch a decent price at the trade shop.

Posted by: Moonblink Jul 31 2005, 06:41 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 31 2005, 12:38 AM)

"My lady, could you heal me? A damned assassin stabbed my arm."
Ahjaar pointed to a large wound on her arm.

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 06:42 AM

"Forgive me Anya; I'm not at my best," Loranna says, going over to Ahjaar and weaving a healing spell. "Hang on; we'll have you good as new in no time ..."

Posted by: Aki Jul 31 2005, 06:45 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Jul 31 2005, 12:37 AM)

"Re... Reichi?" She lowered her bow, but kept the shaft in place, a bewildered look on her face.

The Werewolf nods, still grinning. At Loranna's Suggestion, Reichi begins to rove amonsgt the corpses, looking for ones that weren't damaged badly enough that their clothing was unsalvageable. Upon finding one, the Werewolf drags into behind the throne, and the group may heard alot of unpleasant sounds of bones rearraanging themselves as such, before Reichi emerged from behind the throne, back to his Dunmer self, and fully clothed, ring on his finger.

Posted by: Moonblink Jul 31 2005, 06:45 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 31 2005, 12:42 AM)

"Forgive me Anya; I'm not at my best," Loranna says, going over to Ahjaar and weaving a healing spell. "Hang on; we'll have you good as new in no time ..."

The wound on Ahjaar's arm closed up. She thanked Loranna, then asked: "What's next? Do we summon that demon again. I, obviouly, will not be present."

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 06:47 AM

QUOTE(Moonblink @ Jul 31 2005, 12:45 AM)

The wound on Ahjaar's arm closed up. She thanked Loranna, then asked: "What's next? Do we summon that demon again. I, obviouly, will not be present."

"Those two were the second and third Daedra Dukes I've dealt with in my life and that's three more than I ever want to see again," Loranna says flatly. "No more summoning anything; the matter is done and dealt with."

"Now, we go home," she concludes. "Well, finish picking up and then go home."

Posted by: S'reddit Jul 31 2005, 11:31 AM

Tel Dresori, Morrowind

Dres Minsero addressed his army. They were to be given full commissions for service, even more generous that than had anticipated. The time had come, he said, to reduce the army down to a personal guard, merely enough for defense. It was a good thing, he emphasized. Proof of peace.

Barenziah, dowager queen and now regent of Morrowind, did not stand with him, but listened. She smiled, as he left his army and came to her. He thought, as he saw her, sitting alone and guardless on a little bench in his garden, that she was still beautiful. Her hair had turned silver in recent years, and her face was a tissue of lines, but still she had wise but flirtatious eyes and … that smile …

He was still angry, but they spoke as friends. They never spoke of blackmail.

"How far is it to Ald Raathim?" she asked, though he knew she knew.

"A few days," he replied. "You intend to visit Dres Loranna?"

"Yes. Do you have an opinion of her?"

"Oh, yes," Dres Minsero nodded. "But I would not want you to prejudge her."

Barenziah laughed, and made her way to her boat.

Minsero began his letter to Loranna. If he used his fastest courier to transport it, it might get there before Barenziah. He hoped so.

Posted by: Stargazey Jul 31 2005, 04:23 PM

After the stab to the heart, Isidor had been resting in his bedroom in the castle. He felt much better, and the wound seemed to have healed well. He rose to his feet, dressed, and went for a walk.

Posted by: Moonblink Jul 31 2005, 04:31 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 31 2005, 12:47 AM)

Ahjaar helped pick up, during which she salveged stuff from the bodies. Rings, dagger, and amulets were all that were of value.

Posted by: syronj Jul 31 2005, 05:43 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Jul 31 2005, 12:47 AM)

Shaka sheathed the Spear and looked over at Loranna, relieved that she was restored and a little ashamed of his initial fear.

"It's good to see you well, Dres Loranna," he said simply.

As he slung the sheath, he thought back to what Ald Raathim's smith, Longhammer, had told him some days before. The sheath wasn't really made from an ash vampire, as the merchant who sold it had claimed. At most, it was probably an ash slave.

Posted by: Moonblink Jul 31 2005, 05:46 PM

"I gues we're heading out now."
Ahjaar said as she pocketed the last of the loot.

"Do we summon the demonness again, or what?"

Posted by: syronj Jul 31 2005, 05:50 PM

QUOTE(Moonblink @ Jul 31 2005, 11:46 AM)

"I gues we're heading out now."
Ahjaar said as she pocketed the last of the loot.

"Do we summon the demonness again, or what?"

"Ahjaar, we just sent both her and Storm back to Oblivion for years to come," said Shaka, as he walked past her toward the entrance.

"I think we've had our fill of daedra for a while."

Posted by: Nalion Jul 31 2005, 05:51 PM

Nalion looked at Ahjaar with a raised eyebrow. "Summoning and dealing with such a demon one time may be called careless, a second time would be folly. And anyways, after what just happened to Faydra, she will take quite some time to recover."

-----

After looting what could be gathered from the shrine, the heroes began the trip back, weary and worn from the battle. Many needed sleep and rest, especially those who were wounded, like Loranna.

The group did not encounter anything on their way back, and then, the amenities of Ald Raathim welcomed them.

Posted by: Moonblink Jul 31 2005, 05:52 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Jul 31 2005, 11:50 AM)

"Ahjaar, we just sent both her and Storm back to Oblivion for years to come," said Shaka, as he walked past her toward the entrance.

"I think we've had our fill of daedra for a while."

A look of confusion came over her face.
"How long was I knocked out for?!"

Posted by: Loranna Jul 31 2005, 05:57 PM

QUOTE(Moonblink @ Jul 31 2005, 11:52 AM)

A look of confusion came over her face.
"How long was I knocked out for?!"

"Not long," Loranna says wearily to Ahjaar as thet head back home. "And no more Daedra for a while, please. I don't even feel up to dealing with a scamp."

===

After a day that started with her nearly dying as she went out for her morning swim, and ended with her getting hit by the wrath of a Daedra Duke of Destruction, Loranna's bed was the single most welcome thing in the world. She stripped off her armor and sank into her bed, falling alseep almost immediately.

Unlike most days, she did not rise with the coming dawn.

Posted by: Eyes Of the Wolf Jul 31 2005, 06:01 PM

In the tavern in Ald Raathim, a room...

An altmer sat on the floor. He's eyes were closed, and he breathed, but apparently he had been there for days, if not weeks. The spiders had already weaved their webs all over him. An amulet glowed faintly in his neck. He was clearly Dastril, but he was younger, without wrinkles in his face, and with some youthfulness abouts his body structure. The raven observed from the window, and soon flew away, but only to check back in few moments.

Posted by: Sir Radont Jul 31 2005, 06:11 PM

Radont sat in the main hall of the castle, wishing he could have done more fighting but content that he played a part in the destroying of two daedra.

His akaviri blade was drawn and he examined it closely, listening to it's secrets.

Posted by: f15tray22 Jul 31 2005, 07:55 PM

Thom packed his equpiment. He had to leave. It's toll had been taken. He sheathed Orome, and put his bow on his back. Thom stabbed his glass dagger into the ground at the camp, with a note on the end. Maybe, that would explain. He had waited too long. Thom disappeared into the forest.
----------------------------------------------------------------
Dear friends,

I leave now. I must find myself and heal. My brief time with you was great, because never have I met a more loving and trusting group. Look for my return, but not soon. Give the dagger to Shaka, he can find a use for it.

Thom

PS. Thank the Lady for all.

Posted by: Stargazey Jul 31 2005, 08:59 PM

QUOTE(f15tray22 @ Jul 31 2005, 01:55 PM)

Isidor's strolls took him all across Ald Raathiam, even to the edge of the forest, near Thom's camp. As he walked by, he saw a green dagger sticking out of a tree. He walked over, and read Thom's note. Isidor frowned, then pocketed the note and the dagger. He needed a drink, so he walked to the tavern and sat down at the bar. "Mead, please. Any idea where that Altmer, Rist-something, is? Haven't seen 'im around lately".

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 04:31 AM

In the early afternoon, Shaka walked through the shallows near Ald Raathim's mangroves. Crabs of all sizes scuttled amid the roots of the trees, and Shaka bent down occasionally to pick up an interesting shell or piece of driftwood. The air was thick with life, the more so to one of the People of the Root.

Shaka walked, half-listening to the creatures splashing through the mud at the base of the mangroves or flapping through the trees. Barenziah, coming to a small district like this . . . . What could it mean for Loranna and her people?

Shaka couldn't really picture why the Queen Mother would choose to travel now, her son Helseth allegedly poisoned, though there was no confirmation of that rumor.

Could Jazbet's and Loranna's abolitionist experiment have caught Barenziah's ear? Or was Shaka thinking too small by focusing on the beast races. A phrase from his Imperial Cult days came back to Shaka: This is above my pay grade.

But then it occurred to him: Don't worry about thinking outside of the lines they've always drawn for you. There are no damn lines.

He watched the bay and harbor for a moment from the shadow of the mangroves. It was another working day for many, some fishing -- and he had heard that the sunken fleet was starting to act as a sanctuary for marine life; and some even out in small boats for pleasure.

Shaka walked through the boundary between the life of the waters and the land. Did Loranna and all Daruhn stand on a boundary without fully realizing it?

Posted by: Xyber02 Yesterday, 08:44 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Jul 31 2005, 12:59 PM)

Walking back through town, after washing up, and pawning off her looted possesions, Anya winded up heading to the tavern.

Sitting down next to Isisdor, she ordered a drink. "Great minds think alike, eh?"

What am I going to do. Sleeping only brings nightmares, waking only brings memeories, seems like I'll never escape my past. she though as she sipped her drink.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 09:12 AM

Shaka cleaned up at the castle and decided to stop by the Drunken Guar. He had grown to like the way they fixed fish there, not to mention their beers. When he spotted Isidor and Anya at the bar, he walked over, talons clicking on the wooden floor, and found a seat next to them.

The battlemage ordered a stout and looked at Anya for a second. Judging from the hollows under her eyes, she was no better than when they had talked at the Mages Guild.

Shaka wanted to tell her that he could make her nightmares go away, but he knew it wouldn't be that simple. Maybe Nalion or even Arynel could help the Bosmer to face her fears, even flood her with them until she grew stronger than her nightmares.

"Nice cloak, Isidor," Shaka said. "But I think it will go better with formal audiences at the castle. Maybe when . . ." But Shaka knew better than to discuss Barenziah in a public house. "Could be leather or oiled cloth would be more practical for the field. Up to you, I'll shut up about it."

He clinked mugs with his friends. "Anybody seen the ranger? The guards tell me Thom has been cutting a real swathe through the vamps lately."

Posted by: Nalion Yesterday, 09:30 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Aug 1 2005, 09:12 AM)

The cloaked figure sitting in a off corner of the tavern looked at the table where Shaka, Isidor and Anya sat with curiosity. Inclining its head slightly as if thinking to move over to them for a moment, it lifted it's mug and took a sip.
With a smile on his face, Nalion turned back to his own thoughts.

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 04:37 PM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 02:44 AM)

"Yes" he said, absentmindely.

QUOTE(syronj @ Aug 1 2005, 03:12 AM)

"Well, I thought the armor was a bit much. Have you seen the Lady around? I wanted to talk to her about something. But while you're here, I should give you this." he took out the green dagger and handed it to Shaka "Thom wanted you to have this.".

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 04:37 PM

Loranna sleeps through most of the morning, and wakes slowly, blinking away tiredness from her eyes. She felt better at least she notes, which was good, though she doesn't quite feel up for her usual morning swim.

Freshening up, Loranna checks in on the preperations for the Queen Mother's arrival, recieving a letter bearing Lord Minsero's seal:

Dres Loranna,

As you read this, the Dowager Queen Barenziah is making her way from my domain to yours; she should be fast on the heels of this letter.

As one who respects you, I offer this advice; do not try to decieve Barenziah. She has eyes and ears everywhere, and she has centuries of wisdom and experience to draw upon. She will know if you are trying to decieve her.

May your meeting with the esteemed Queen be pelasant and fruitful, and your lands prosperous in the autunm harvest,

Dres Minsero

Loranna feels butterflies in her stomach, but she perserveres regardless; this meeting would be interesting to say the least.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 06:14 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 10:37 AM)

Shaka took the Glass dagger and turned it over in the light filtering in from the mica windows. Whoever had crafted this one had been a true artisan. This particular knife was more jade colored than the emerald of raw Glass, and curved inward on the cutting edge, though not as dramatically as a crescent. It was almost the size of a short sword, and probably could be used for clearing brush to some extent, aside from its intended purpose.

"Damn . . . So Thom has moved on? I hope he finds whatever he's looking for. At least the group freed him from that vampire's plots."

A nearby patron said, "Oy! Put the Glass away, mate. This ain't the Bitter Coast."

Shaka nodded to him and put the sheathed dagger on his belt, under the travelling cloak. "Here's to Thom," he said, and raised his tankard with Anya and Isidor.

"Isidor, I haven't seen the Lady today. I think she slept in. The Nine know that she deserves it after the summoning and battles lately."

Shaka was studying Anya sympathetically.

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 06:27 PM

QUOTE(syronj @ Aug 1 2005, 12:14 PM)

"Yes. Here's his note, if you'd like to read it." he handed it over "I must go. If you see Loranna, give her the note, please." He rose to his feet, dropped some gold, and left the bar in a swish of black cloak.

Posted by: Argonians rule Yesterday, 06:48 PM

Falco awoke from his bed in the castle. Ever since that night with the vampires he had been lounging about th castle, doing absolutely nothing but eating and sleeping. He ros and dressed himself. He then took off on a short stroll throughout th grounds to see what the group was up to.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 07:17 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 12:27 PM)

"Isidor, wait ...," said Shaka, too late. I hope I haven't offended him, he thought to himself.

Posted by: Moonblink Yesterday, 09:18 PM

Ahjaar walked around the town, considering her few options. Barenziah was coming to the town for a few days, and to her knowlegde, Barenziah was someone of very high power. Although this fact didn't really concern her, for wether Barenziah came to the town or not, it would not effect her. What Ahjaar was hoping to do was have a meeting with Loranna, and hopefully she could help Ahjaar regain her memory.

Ahjaar had 550 gold left, left over from when Shaka had given her money to buy the void salts for the summoning, and he had never asked for the change, so Ahjaar assumed the money was now hers.
She could use the gold to buy food, equipment, and other things when she set out from Ald Raathim to...

Ahjaar relised she had no place to go.
When she regained her memory, she was confedent that she would remeber where she had come from.

But then again, maybe she would not want to go back to the place she first came from. For all she knew, her home could well be in ruins...

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 09:30 PM

The Royal Barge was quite unmistakable on the Inner Sea. A slim, black hulled boat with mithril accents that reflect the blue of the water, its sails were vast and as light as it was, it almost seemed to fly over the waves.

It could be seen from the topmost tower of the castle, and would clearly be arriving within an hour or two.

The castle was alive with activity, every surface being scrubbed and buffed while the kitchen staff prepared the feasts. Razbiah stole glances at the cake in the pantry. It was like a totem of a foreign God, impressive and heretical.

Posted by: Aki Yesterday, 09:45 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 03:30 PM)

Reichi watched the impressive vessel approach Ald Raathim, dressed in a expensive blue shirt and pants. His collar and the sheathed Bloodfang looked incongrous with the expensive clothing, but he didn't much care. The Dagger Of Senses was tucked neatly into his belt, in plain sight, and more fitting with the otherwise noble look of his clothing. He watched the dock workers nearby, some, like Reichi, gawked at the magnificent ship, others however began working harder.

He turned and began walking back to the castle. No point in staying out here for now. Meeting Barenziah when she came was Loranna and Kallen's job.

Posted by: Moonblink Yesterday, 09:50 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 03:30 PM)

Ahjaar saw the ship coming to the docks. She sighed. The Queen's ship, no doubt. She went down to the beach and watched it sail in.
Ahjaar amirered the ships beatuy.

Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 10:01 PM

Up in his private abode atop the mountains overlooking Ald Raathim Arynel caught sight of the approaching vessel. Immediately recognizing the significance of the boat the Breton began the trek down to the city.

Posted by: syronj Yesterday, 10:15 PM

Shaka sat near Anya in a companionable silence for a while, until he noticed a stir near the entrance to the tavern. Dockworkers were conversing excitedly with other civilians. She's here already? thought Shaka.

He walked quickly outside the Drunken Guar. One glance at the bay sent him sprinting for the castle. He would have used the spell Feet of Notorgo, but for the chance of colliding with Ald Raathim's citizens.

Shaka knew he wouldn't be among the reception committee for Barenziah, but he wanted to add a better robe to his armor, out of respect.

Once in his room, Shaka put on the rust and brown robe he had once taken from a Telvanni and left off his pauldrons. He kept the bracers, cuirass, and greaves though.

Shaka went outside to see the proceedings from a distance.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 10:53 PM

Loranna had donned her best dress for the arrival of the Queen, all red with gold that emphesized her lovely features, and chose jewelry to accent the outfit without drawing overmuch attention to itself. Well-made matching shoes covered her feet and her hair was done up in the formal style - and discretely trimmed to remove the burnt tips caused by Faydra's attack.

The butterflies in her stomach continued to flutter, but she paid them little heed, calming herself as she met up with Kallen to go to the docks, and welcome the Queen to Ald Raathim.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 11:07 PM

The crowd on the dock cheered as a bright white figure stepped on onto the deck on the ship and waved to them. The Queen Mother was wearing a white gown and a matching white cloak that whipped around her in the wind, so she seemed to be a spirit, not flesh and blood at all. The white was a marked contrast with the dark flesh of her face, and the severe, formal style of her silver hair.

As the ship drew closer, all could see that Barenziah was actually laughing as the ship came into the docks. She turned the laugh into a more dignified smile, but her eyes still held the shine of a private joke.

The red-armored royal guard prepared the ship for landing.

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 11:11 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 05:07 PM)

After leaving the tavern, Isidor made his way to the docks, and stood there, watching the Queen disembark. She was a beautiful woman, despite her age. He tightened his cloak and looked on.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 11:15 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 05:07 PM)

At first, Barenziah's white outfit made Loranna's butterflies dance around a bit; the Queen Mother reminded her slightly of her first glimpse of Allie, how much she had been both awed and even intimidated, yet drawn to the Nord woman.

When the ship drew closer though, Loranna's butterflies quiet down; seeing Barenziah's laughter reminded Loranna that this woman, legendary as she was, was still a person, and one who seemed to appreciate a joke at that. Loranna's own face became more animate, her own dignified smile showing excitement and joy, though in the back of her mind, she wondered just what the joke might be.

Since she was in the presence of royalty, she bowed, as was proper, thankful that she had rehearsed her manners beforehand. Upon rising, she uttered her greeting.

"Queen Mother Barenziah, welcome to Ald Raathim," she says, raising her voice enough for everyone to hear. "You grace us with your presence and your beauty, Your Majesty; may your visit be joyous and welcoming."

Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 11:16 PM

Arynel, with clothes newly washed, arrived at the docks. The Breton eyed Barenziah, but said nothing.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 11:28 PM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 05:15 PM)

Since she was in the presence of royalty, she bowed, as was proper, thankful that she had rehearsed her manners beforehand. Upon rising, she uttered her greeting.

"Queen Mother Barenziah, welcome to Ald Raathim," she says, raising her voice enough for everyone to hear. "You grace us with your presence and your beauty, Your Majesty; may your visit be joyous and welcoming."

Barenziah kissed Loranna's cheek. "Lovely, lovely, my dear, thank you. I cannot wait to see everything. I haven't been back here in ... oh, I shouldn't say, but many hundreds of years ... Lead the way."

The crowd roared and applauded.

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 11:29 PM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 05:16 PM)

Arynel, with clothes newly washed, arrived at the docks. The Breton eyed Barenziah, but said nothing.

Isidor walked over to Arynel and said "What do you make of her?".

Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 11:30 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 03:29 PM)

Isidor walked over to Arynel and said "What do you make of her?".

Arynel acknowledged Isidor without looking.

"She is what she is," the Breton said, "and her affect on the populace is her greatest asset."

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 11:33 PM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 05:30 PM)

Arynel acknowledged Isidor without looking.

"She is what she is," the Breton said, "and her affect on the populace is her greatest asset."

"But, is her effect good, or bad?".

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 11:34 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 05:28 PM)

"As you wish, Your Majesty," Loranna says, feeling the crowd's enthusiasm.

She turns, spotting Dram at the lead of the honor guard, all decked out in ceremonial armor and taking the fact that he's a walking statue with his usual demeanor. The guards genuflect and then stand aside, as Loranna leads the Queen from the docks to the castle.

Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 11:35 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 03:33 PM)

"But, is her effect good, or bad?".

Arynel stood silent for a time, considering Isidor's question.

"You may know which way the wind blows," the Breton began, "but where it comes or where it goes, those you may not."

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 11:37 PM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 05:35 PM)

Arynel stood silent for a time, considering Isidor's question.

"You may know which way the wind blows," the Breton began, "but where it comes or where it goes, those you may not."

"Is she the wind, or what blows it?" Isidor arches his eyebrows, and looks at Arynel, a glimmer of a grin on his face.

Posted by: Sheogorath Yesterday, 11:39 PM

"I don't know what amusements you have planned, if any," Barenziah whispered to Loranna as they made their way through the cheering crowd toward Castle Daruhn. "But I would appreciate some time to compose myself. My barge is very comfortable, but the journey is fatiguing. And I'm obviously dressed for a crowd, not for a quiet night at the castle."

Posted by: Arynel Yesterday, 11:41 PM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 03:37 PM)

"Is she the wind, or what blows it?" Isidor arches his eyebrows, and looks at Arynel, a glimmer of a grin on his face.

Arynel ignored the question.

"Shall we wait by the docks with the crowd, or follow along after the source of commotion?" The Breton asked, before turning around and heading off after Loranna and Barenziah, though intentionally keeping a good distance behind.

Posted by: Stargazey Yesterday, 11:45 PM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 05:41 PM)

Isidor followed him, slightly annoyed.

Posted by: Loranna Yesterday, 11:45 PM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 05:39 PM)

"We made a room ready for you, Your Majesty," Loranna whispers back, thankful for Kallen's foresight. "Feel free to rest and compose yourself as long as you need. The feast is not for a few hours hence. If you like, please feel free to peruse our library as well, or to enjoy the quiet of the herb garden."

In the depths of the crowd, Egalius Soccitus strains to get a good view. "Snow white and rose red," he chuckles. "They make a good pair - wonder if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Ah well."

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 12:01 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 05:45 PM)

"Thank you, dear lady Loranna. Oh, things haven't changed here in three hundred years, not one bit," Barenziah beamed. "It's just lovely here. I only wish this old body could keep up with me still, or I'd take a running leap right into the bay, the way I used to."

Kallen guided the Dowager Queen and her servants to her room.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 12:04 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 06:01 PM)

Loranna gets a thoughtful look on her face as Barenziah leaves; she turns to see to the crowd's entertainments, though when she gets a chance she slips off to her rooms to look for something ...

Posted by: syronj Today, 12:13 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 05:45 PM)

Isidor followed him, slightly annoyed.

Shaka fell in with Isidor. "Looks as if you're dressed for today after all," said Shaka. "I hope I wasn't sounding off too much back at the tavern."

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 12:30 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Aug 1 2005, 06:13 PM)

Shaka fell in with Isidor. "Looks as if you're dressed for today after all," said Shaka. "I hope I wasn't sounding off too much back at the tavern."

"No, not at all." he claps Shaka on the shoulder.

Posted by: One87xe Today, 01:24 AM

*...the Inn of Ald Raathim...One wakes, and prepares to make his way off to find some food...Ami and Sona are already awake and asking where they can buy some bread...the wolf Trefist is currently being held by the Elf Uniqua...Rurio seems to be lost in space, and Olmicrin is picking fleas off his back...*

"Well it wasn't the greatest of rest, but it will do...my hand looks terrible, even the Healers couldn't stop it from scarring I guess, hmm, I wonder how long it'll take the Shehai to heal..."

*...One's thought's are interupted by the voices of two women fighting with a serving girl, over the loaf of Saltrice wheat bread she carries on her platter...*

"C'mon 20 Drakes should be more then enough...please" Ami pleads

"Look Miss, I'm truly sorry but this is Dres Loranna's, specially requested bread...it comes all the way from Lord Darius of Cyrodiil, not to mention the gigantic Nord that was guarding it..." the serving girl states "...so it's not for sell..."

"I know who Lord Darius is...and the Nord you speak of is called Harg" Ami replies "...say...your that serving girl from the Hearthfire Ball!! I knew you looked familiar...your the one that hid in the closet from the green bird-like thing..."

"Ok,ok,ok...Dres Loranna's gonna have my head for this...here!!"

*...the serving girl breaks the loaf in half and gives it to Ami, Sona pays her and she departs...*

"Now remember, not a word to anyone...and watch walking past that Nord!!"

*..as the two smooth talk their way to breakfast One remains silently behind them...*

"I thought I heard your voice"

*...Ami's startled but all around surprised to see One...after exchanging hugs and getting slapped in the face for trying to be a hero, the Trio set at a small table in the corner...*

"What happened to your hand Master One!!" Ami shrieks

"Ran into a spot of trouble...Vampire of course...it's my Shehai I'm concerned with"

*...One attempts to form his Shehai...it flickers...then eventually dies out...*

"See...by the way who's this?"

"Well you see...it's..." Ami starts

"Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Sonaterra Vivianis Illustria, Enchantress extradonaire...but my friends call me Sona...and you must be One, I've heard so little about you" Sona states

"My your a bubbly one aren't you?"

"I've been called worse..." Sona replies "...so whats the deal with that Staff?"

"This...it's called the Shifting Staff...it's said to have a hundred forms...although I've only mastered 99 of these"

"And that rather nasty looking cut on your hand?" Sona asks

"...a Shehai...which seems to be non-functioning"

"...is that all? Here let me see" Sona says

*...One reluctantly hands over his Staff...*

"Now your hand..." Sona asks

*...As One gives her his hand he can feel the warmth of a Spell passing through him...Sona then takes out an old Bracelet and what appears to be shattered Gem stones...she says the incantation which causes the glove to glow a bright red...One agains feels heat, only this time way more intense...in the split second it burns the heat recedes and his Staff glows a brilliant Blue...*

"Well, theres not alot I can about your Shehai right now, I'm really not prepared...but if you come across the ingredients sometime soon I might be able to help you" Sona said

"...And my hand?"

"Oh that, well since you can't use your Shehai, I transfered your Shehais energy into the Staff...it should make it a great deal stronger" Sona explains

"...You've done this before?" Ami asks

"Well yeah, as far as transfering Magickas goes...Shehais on the other hand" Sona starts

"Wait...so you dont know what your doing? Where the hell did you find her Ami?"

"In Solsthiem..." Ami replies "...say Master One, did you know Loranna is a member of House Dres now?"

"No...actually I didn't know that, if she plays her cards right she might very well be running House Dres soon"

"What do you mean?" Sona inquires

*...One explains to the pair about his Recalling experience and how he happened across Rurio...he spends quite some time explaining...*

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 01:40 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Aug 1 2005, 02:15 PM)

Watching Shaka leave, she wondered what had caught his attention. Looking outside herself, she just stared in wonderment. I've heard people talking, but I didn't realize it was now. Why doesn't anyone make sure I know these things before hand.

Running back to her room as well, she quickly skimmed through closet. Her attention was caught by a slim, white robe, with flower patterns stichted along the chest and sides. At least they were kind enough to leave me somehting to wear.

Grumbling, as she didn't care to much for dignitaries of any sort, she stripped her armor, and put on the dress. Throwing some perfume on, and thanking the Nine she had thought to wash up beofre going to the bar at least, she hurried back to the docks, and caught up with the rest of the group.

Mumbling next to Shaka, she commented quietly, "You know, people could mention before hand when we have queens visiting."

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 02:15 AM

Barenziah dressed for dinner in a flowing rose-colored gown. Not too formal. She even loosened some of her hair, letting silver curls drop to frame her face.

Then she stepped out onto the balcony, and began pulling at a heavy urn of flowers. Inch by inch, it began to move.

Posted by: syronj Today, 02:21 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 07:40 PM)

Grumbling, as she didn't care to much for dignitaries of any sort, she stripped her armor, and put on the dress. Throwing some perfume on, and thanking the Nine she had thought to wash up beofre going to the bar at least, she hurried back to the docks, and caught up with the rest of the group.

Mumbling next to Shaka, she commented quietly, "You know, people could mention before hand when we have queens visiting."

Shaka squeezed her hand for a second. "Sorry, Anya. I think everyone was caught off guard by this a little; I thought we had a few more days yet. Nice dress, by the way."

"You've heard of the Queen Mother, Barenziah then I assume . . . ."

Posted by: Loranna Today, 02:26 AM

Loranna returns to the castle, having stopped spoken with the enchanter at the Mage Guild regarding a special request. She would have asked Slyvos, but since the summoning of Faydra, her fiance had been severely depleted, even more so than she had; another reminder of how powerful and dangerous magic could be sometimes.

"We'll save you some cake," Loranna had promised Slyvos with a kiss to his cheek, satisfying herself that he was recovering well. And so she had gone to take care of some business, while letting the Queen rest.

On her way back, she inquires of her servants, "Has the Queen Mother come out of her chambers yet?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 02:37 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 08:26 PM)

On her way back, she inquires of her servants, "Has the Queen Mother come out of her chambers yet?"

"No, my Lady, but I seen her ..." the servant girl lowered her voice to a whisper. "Climbing around the balcony, moving things around! It was most peculiar!"

Posted by: Loranna Today, 02:47 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 08:37 PM)

"No, my Lady, but I seen her ..." the servant girl lowered her voice to a whisper. "Climbing around the balcony, moving things around! It was most peculiar!"

"Really?" Loranna's tone betrays curiosity. "Wonder why ... thank you, dear."

Eyebrows raised, Loranna heads for the balcony. " ... Your Majesty?" she asks, "Do you need a hand?"

Posted by: Arynel Today, 02:53 AM

During the proceedings, the Breton Arynel went this place and that, taking note of goings on and anything of interest.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 02:55 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 08:47 PM)

"Really?" Loranna's tone betrays curiosity. "Wonder why ... thank you, dear."

Eyebrows raised, Loranna heads for the balcony. " ... Your Majesty?" she asks, "Do you need a hand?"

Barenziah smiles at Loranna's approach. "I almost have it."

With a slight grunt, she moved the flower pot another inch.

Using a handkerchief, she wipes the dirt away from the stone beneath, revealing the letters "SY."

"I carved those there a very, very long time before you were born, when I was a foolish young queen in love," Barenziah smiled. "My little iron dagger broke before I finished his name."

Posted by: Loranna Today, 03:00 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 08:55 PM)

Loranna looks down at the letters and smiles. "Alas, the spirit was willing but the iron was brittle," she says. "I remember doing that when I was a girl, though I carved the letters in a table post."

Her grin turns wry. "Got a good scolding for that one from the innkeep, and the lad was gone two days later."

She sighs a bit, then says "Dinner should be ready shortly, Your Majesty; I hear the desert simply must be seen to be believed ..."

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 03:03 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 09:00 PM)

Her grin turns wry. "Got a good scolding for that one from the innkeep, and the lad was gone two days later."

"That indeed is the great advantage to being queen," Barenziah smiled. "Though my husband did scold me for it. He thought it was silly and unbecoming. And I loved him the more for being so grumpy and ridiculous. That is how it is. When you love a man, his greatest faults are the most appealing things about it ... Your lover is a Khajiit, yes?"

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 03:06 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 08:53 PM)

During the proceedings, the Breton Arynel went this place and that, taking note of goings on and anything of interest.

Isidor follows the Breton, a few steps behind.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 03:12 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 09:03 PM)

Loranna's expression returns to a pleasant grin. "Yes, indeed; I don't know what I'd do if Slyvos was anyone other than himself, faults and all ... and he's a Khajiit, yes, though he wasn't always so. His background is a bit complex."

"Had you ever met my late husband, Your Majesty?" Loranna asks.

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 03:18 AM

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

Isidor walks idly by the balcony, after hearing voices.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 03:18 AM

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

"Had you ever met my late husband, Your Majesty?" Loranna asks.

"I knew Jazbet, yes," smiled Barenziah fondly, taking Loranna's hand. "And I've familiarized myself with Slyvos's situation. Let's eat, and discuss these matters of the heart on a full stomach."

Posted by: Loranna Today, 03:22 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 09:18 PM)

"I knew Jazbet, yes," smiled Barenziah fondly, taking Loranna's hand. "And I've familiarized myself with Slyvos's situation. Let's eat, and discuss these matters of the heart on a full stomach."

"Fair enough," Loranna says, turning and seeing Isidor. "Isidor, well met," she says. "Your Majesty, may I present Isidor, formerly of Dagon Fel, who has fought with valor at my side on several occasions."

"We were just heading to dinner," Loranna tells Isidor.

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 03:24 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 09:22 PM)

Isidor bows, and says "A pleasure to meet you, your majesty. Dinner, you say? Well, that should be quite an intresting feast, indeed." he walks down the stairs.

Posted by: Arynel Today, 03:25 AM

The Breton Arynel stopped beside Isidor and nodded his head to Barenziah, but said nothing.

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 03:33 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 09:25 PM)

The Breton Arynel stopped beside Isidor and nodded his head to Barenziah, but said nothing.

Isidor looked at the Breton, surprised.

Posted by: Arynel Today, 03:37 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 07:33 PM)

Isidor looked at the Breton, surprised.

"Surely those eyes have seem more worthy sites than a humble Breton?" Arynel asked Isidor.

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 03:38 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 09:37 PM)

"Surely those eyes have seem more worthy sites than a humble Breton?" Arynel asked Isidor.

"Never have they seen a "humble" Breton snub a queen."

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 03:39 AM

Barenziah smiles to the newcomers. "Pleased to meet you."

Kallen had transformed the dining room, filling it with flowers. The glass and silver gleamed in the candlelight.

The red-armored knights raised their glasses at their entrance: "Long live Helseth! Long live Barenziah! Long live Loranna! Blessings be on Morrowind!"

Posted by: Arynel Today, 03:43 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 07:38 PM)

"Never have they seen a "humble" Breton snub a queen."

Arynel opened his mouth as if to speak, but the Breton promptly snapped it shut again.

“Sharp as an axe, Nord.”

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 03:44 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 09:43 PM)

Arynel opened his mouth as if to speak, but the Breton promptly snapped it shut again.

“Sharp as an axe, Nord.”

Isidor winked, and followed the group into the dining room.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 03:48 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 09:39 PM)

Loranna's grin had become just a touch strained; she knew Arynel was Arynel but the exchange between him and Isidor caught her slightly flat-footed. However, Barenziah did not seem to mind, and Loranna reminded herself that Minsero warned her Barenziah knew everything; probably she already knew of Arynel and something of his manner from her informants.

Kallen had done an incredible job, as always; the dining room was splendid, and even the Royal Guards looked less overtly threatening and more relaxed.

When they approach the table, Loranna raises her glass. "To the Queen Mother and her beloved children, to Morrowind and to prosperity to our lands," she says, toasting Barenziah and the assembled company. "And to those who protect these precious things with courage and honor."

She waits for Barenziah to seat herself before sitting down, enjoying the festive atmosphere. She wonders what Razbiah has prepared for them today ...

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 03:51 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 09:48 PM)

Isidor raises his glass, and looks around at the table. Arynel seemed deep in thought, and Isidor smirked slightly.,

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 03:51 AM

Meanwhile Falco was in his room calmly readying himself for the feast. He polished his scales till they glittered, sharpened his claws, trimmed his spines and the hundred and one other things argonians do when preparing for a formal event. His final action was to straighten the wrinkles from his clothes and remove his hat. He descended down the stairs looking his absolute best.

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 03:53 AM

Fire, Twilights, Blood, they all crossed trhough Anya's eyes as she laid on her bed with her eyes closed. What is haunting me?

A sharp rap on the door caused her to jump, "What do you want?"

"I was told to let you know that dinner is ready and Mi'lady requested your presence as well." a servant answered.

Requested my presence? Is that what she said or just a simple servant sounding polite? Anya thought.

Looking in the mirror, she released her hair from her customary tight bun, and let the curly, blonde locks fall down. Brushing out a few knots, she hurried to the Dining Room where she saw a few others already gothered.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 03:56 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 09:48 PM)

She waits for Barenziah to seat herself before sitting down, enjoying the festive atmosphere. She wonders what Razbiah has prepared for them today ...

Barenziah raised her glass and also gave a cheer, "To freedom!"

The assembled company roared along with each toast.

Razbiah's feast began to come out. It was beautifully presented, undoubtedly with Thianas's influence. Usually, it was a symphony of grays and beiges, but not today. The taste, Loranna could tell just by looking at it, was going to be Razbiah's usual. Healthy and bland.

"I have been told," Barenziah said to Loranna after all had been seated. "That this food will make me live another 500 years."

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 03:56 AM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Aug 1 2005, 09:51 PM)

Isidor watches as falco enters the dining room, looking, or thinking he looks, as fine as the queen herself. He glances over at Loranna, who has a bemused look on her face.

Posted by: Arynel Today, 03:58 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 07:56 PM)

"I have been told," Barenziah said to Loranna after all had been seated. "That this food will make me live another 500 years."

"Only a fly's life, that will seem," Arynel whispered, chuckling to himself.

The Breton eyed the food hungrily.

Posted by: syronj Today, 03:59 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 09:53 PM)

Looking in the mirror, she released her hair from her customary tight bun, and let the curly, blonde locks fall down. Brushing out a few knots, she hurried to the Dining Room where she saw a few others already gothered.

Shaka was already seated and waiting for the last few guests to arrive. He smiled slightly when Falco arrived fashionably late, and was glad to see that Anya had shown up after all. I don't usually see her hair down, he thought.

Hearing a toast to Helseth had been a little difficult, but Shaka knew when to be diplomatic. It had been a long time since he had attended a feast this sumptuous too. He surveyed Loranna's companions who were seated down the length of the table, glad to see that they were all able to get together for something other than battle or a tavern crawl. Loranna and Barenziah were seated at the head of the table, of course.

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 04:00 AM

Falco and a few other stragglers hurried into the dining area where the feast had already commenced. Falco pulled p one of the last chairs and sat. Incidentally there was another empty chair next to him and at first he cared not who sat near him. He then noticed Anya enter the room. With one look at her Falco motioned the Bosmer to sit with him. "Anya, care to sit next to me?"

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 04:02 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 09:58 PM)

"Only a fly's life, that will seem," Arynel whispered, chuckling to himself.

The Breton eyed the food hungrily.

Isidor hears Arynel's comment, and moves over a seat, to sit next to him. "Not to fond of the wind, are you Arynel?".

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 04:02 AM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Aug 1 2005, 08:00 PM)

With one look at her Falco motioned the Bosmer to sit with him. "Anya, care to sit next to me?"

"Why thank you Falco, not planing to filch my food are you." she commented with a wink. "My, you're looking fine today, methinks an argonian has much more personal care to do than a mere girl."

Posted by: Loranna Today, 04:05 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 09:56 PM)

"Maybe six even," Loranna smiles. "Our chef is uniquely talented."

She was impressed with the spread; Thianas's influence made Razbiah's cooking visually appealing. Hopefully Barenziah wouldn't mind the somewhat basic flavor.

She helps herself to the food, as minstrels begin playing cheerful airs.

Posted by: Arynel Today, 04:06 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 08:02 PM)

Isidor hears Arynel's comment, and moves over a seat, to sit next to him. "Not to fond of the wind, are you Arynel?".

Arynel sat silently for a moment, as if considering.

"I believe delegations of respect to be generally arbitrary," the Breton said at last, quietly to Isidor, "mortally devised - but she has skill besides."

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 04:07 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 06:02 PM)

"Why thank you Falco, not planing to filch my food are you." she commented with a wink. "My, you're looking fine today, methinks an argonian has much more personal care to do than a mere girl."

Falco smiled with a twinkle in his eye. "Of course not m'dear. I wouldn't think of filching your food, just Isidor's. My you're looking astounding tonight, even more than usual."

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 04:09 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 10:06 PM)

"Do you believe she is deserving of the respect?"

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 04:11 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 10:05 PM)

"You're lucky in your staff, my Lady Loranna," Barenziah said, waving away her taster. "Obviously Dram keeps you safe, Kallen keeps you organized, and Razbiah keeps you healthy." Barenziah swallowed her first bite of the food. "And not too fat."

Posted by: Arynel Today, 04:11 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 08:09 PM)

"Do you believe she is deserving of the respect?"

"As surely as is the smallest child," Arynel answered, before taking a bite of food.

The Breton chewed softly, paying attention to the proceedings.

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 04:15 AM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Aug 1 2005, 08:07 PM)

Falco smiled with a twinkle in his eye. "Of course not m'dear. I wouldn't think of filching your food, just Isidor's. My you're looking astounding tonight, even more than usual."

"Heehee, it's like my mother said a while back, let down your hair and you'll have the most hardened warrior swooning." Smiling coyly, "Don't worry, I was planning on filching the food of whoever was sitting next to me. It's hard to break years of habit, as you should know."

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 04:17 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 06:15 PM)

"Oh well thats good, because you can filch back the food I took from your plate."

Posted by: syronj Today, 04:18 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 10:15 PM)

A servant took a note to Anya. "Looking good, elf," it read. "Who's the fop?"

Posted by: Loranna Today, 04:22 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 10:11 PM)

"We get a lot of excersice around here," Loranna jokes. "It helps keep us in shape. But yes; I've been very fortunate in having good people to work for me."

She catches Dram's eye and smiles, and the formally-armored Dunmer nods, his eyes returning to watching the room like a hawk and being everywhere at once.

Loranna takes another bite of her food; as far as Razbiah's cooking went, it was actually excellent - which meant it was astoundingly healthful and bland enough in its blandness to not be overwhelmingly tasteless.

She almost asks about Helseth but refrains, not thinking it proper to bring up at dinner.

"If I may, Your Majesty, what news have you heard from the Imperial City?" Loranna asks.

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 04:25 AM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Aug 1 2005, 08:17 PM)

"Oh well thats good, because you can filch back the food I took from your plate."

"You're lucky I like you." she smiled, sneaking in some pepper into his bread as she took back her food.

QUOTE(syronj @ Aug 1 2005, 08:18 PM)

A servant took a note to Anya. "Looking good, elf," it read. "Who's the fop?"

Hehe. She showed Falco the note.

Grabbing the servant, she told him to send this one to Shaka: "Jealous of the shiny, young rip, you old dog?" She smiled at him and flicked her hair.

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 04:27 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 10:11 PM)

"As surely as is the smallest child," Arynel answered, before taking a bite of food.

The Breton chewed softly, paying attention to the proceedings.

"Surely, she is more deserving of respect then a child? Perhaps you are jealous, Arynel." Isidor's eyes smiled, slightly.

Posted by: Sheogorath Today, 04:28 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 10:22 PM)

"If I may, Your Majesty, what news have you heard from the Imperial City?" Loranna asks.

"I have not been intimately involved in imperial politics for some decades now," Barenziah replied. "My friend Ocato tells me that it is business as usual there ... and my spies concur. Why do you ask?"

Posted by: Arynel Today, 04:28 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 08:27 PM)

"Surely, she is more deserving of respect then a child? Perhaps you are jealous, Arynel." Isidor's eyes smiled, slightly.

Arynel looked Isidor in the eye.

"Would you make my temple better stoned?" The Breton asked, before returning to his plate.

Posted by: syronj Today, 04:28 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 10:25 PM)

"You're lucky I like you." she smiled, sneaking in some pepper into his bread as she took back her food.
Hehe. She showed Falco the note.

Grabbing the servant, she told him to send this one to Shaka: "Jealous of the shiny, young rip, you old dog?" She smiled at him and flicked her hair.

Shaka pretended to grab his chest. You wound me, madam, he mouthed back, smiling.

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 04:29 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 06:25 PM)

Falco let loose a loud laugh when he saw the note. He spoke to the servant just before he left. "Tell the sender, that the fop is none other than Falco Redflash. Send him my best regards."

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 04:29 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 10:28 PM)

Arynel looked Isidor in the eye.

"Would you make my temple better stoned?" The Breton asked, before returning to his plate.

"No, but you seem to want it better stoned."

Posted by: Arynel Today, 04:31 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 08:29 PM)

"No, but you seem to want it better stoned."

Arynel nodded his head.

"You fail to recognize my allusion," the Breton said, "which is no suprise. You're sharp, but you haven't cut me just yet."

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 04:33 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 10:31 PM)

Arynel nodded his head.

"You fail to recognize my allusion," the Breton said, "which is no suprise. You're sharp, but you haven't cut me just yet."

"Or, have you not made your questions sharp enough?".

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 04:34 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Aug 1 2005, 08:28 PM)

Shaka pretended to grab his chest. You wound me, madam, he mouthed back, smiling.

Anya watched his acting, and blew him a kiss when he finished.

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Aug 1 2005, 08:29 PM)

Falco let loose a loud laugh when he saw the note. He spoke to the servant just before he left. "Tell the sender, that the fop is none other than Falco Redflash. Send him my best regards."

"Hey now, you fop, play nice." She teased.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 04:35 AM

QUOTE(Sheogorath @ Aug 1 2005, 10:28 PM)

"Mostly curious if things had changed much recently," Loranna admits.

The conversations from her companions were making Loranna work at keeping her eyebrows from goign up every few moments; it was interesting, to say the least, listening to what they had to say.

Loranna and Barenziah talk a bit more, the topic changing to Ald Raathim's last harvest and projections on how the autumn harvest will be.

Posted by: Arynel Today, 04:35 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 08:33 PM)

"Or, have you not made your questions sharp enough?".

The Breton leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes, as if searching for a fleeting thought.

Arynel began to recite:

Then Vivec left the mystics of the Number Room and went back to the space that was not a space. From the Provisional House he looked into the middle world to find the sixth monster, called City-Face. He was vexed when he could not find it and went back to the Mourning Hold in secret anger, killing a mystic that asked about higher order.

Nerevar, the Hortator, witnessed this and said, 'Why do this, milord? The mystics look to you for guidance. They work to make your temple better stoned.'

Vivec said, 'No one knows what I am.'

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 04:38 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 06:34 PM)

Anya watched his acting, and blew him a kiss when he finished.
"Hey now, you fop, play nice." She teased.

Falco smirked. "Falco Redflash, Fop. Has a bit of a ring to it."" He said to himself. He took a piece of bread, wich had what he assumed was a bit of seasoning on it. He was wrong. The pepper burned his tounge horribly and Falco barely conatained his surprised yelp of pain.

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 04:38 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 10:35 PM)

Isidor smiled, then said:
Ot tup eht eslaf dog no lairt
Si nosaer, dna ton nosaert
Tub rof slatrom ot egduj eht enivid
Neve fi no reH ym noinipo sedivid
Si eht yrev tsehgieh fo ssendam
Hcihw I nac ekamnu sa ti si edam.

Posted by: Arynel Today, 04:40 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 08:38 PM)

Arynel nodded.

"Are you a worshipper of the mad one?" The Breton inquired.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 04:40 AM

Ald Raathim: Tris

There seemed to be something happening at the castle. He should watch, he should get his bearings before going Inside, but if he didn't rest soon he would faint, and if he fainted here, he would fall, and if he fell... well, that wasn't even worth thinking about.

Tris pushed his way into his old room, and leaned against the wall. The room smelled different. All scents seemed stronger right now; his ears were ringing. Was it an Argonian he smelled?

After several long moments, he was able to uncork a small vial and drink it. He wiped his mouth, bared his teeth at the mirror, watched the red disappear from the whites of his eyes. He had come a long way.

To Oblivion and back, people said sometimes, when they meant they had gone far and endured much. Well, he had gone far past Oblivion. Oblivion was just a stop on the way.

He glanced at the room, which was neat, with a hat lying on the bed. Definitely an Argonian. And a fop, by the looks of things. Tris wondered who had joined the group since he had last been here.

Outside the room he saw no one he recognized. There was definitely something going on, a formal event, by the sound of it. He should slip outside and investigate before walking into an unfamiliar situation. But he was oh, so tired. Instead he changed into better clothes - the ones he was wearing were travel-stained - washed in the basin - and brushed his hair.

The sound of the first step he took startled him. He tapped his foot on the stone floor again to be sure.

"Huh," he said, out loud.

Outside the dining room he met a Dunmer servant girl he liked, who liked him. She was busy, but he greeted her with a smile.

"Private party?" he said. "Or did someone just forget to send me an invitation?"

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 04:41 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 10:40 PM)

Arynel nodded.

"Are you a worshipper of the mad one?" The Breton inquired.

"No, but as you were quoting the wisdom of a mad god, I figured I should have as well."

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 04:43 AM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Aug 1 2005, 08:38 PM)

"A nice ring indeed." she answered, smirking coyly. She picked up her fork, but dropped it as she felt a pain go through her shoulder. Rubbing it for a minute, she used her right arm instead. Trying to not let it interfere with a nice evening, she continued smiling as she ate.

Posted by: Arynel Today, 04:43 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 08:41 PM)

"No, but as you were quoting the wisdom of a mad god, I figured I should have as well."

Arynel nodded.

"Earlier I asked whether you sought to make my temple better stoned," the Breton explained, "and now I have given you the source, so that you may know my meaning."

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 04:45 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 10:43 PM)

Arynel nodded.

"Earlier I asked whether you sought to make my temple better stoned," the Breton explained, "and now I have given you the source, so that you may know my meaning."

"Do you agree with Vivec's words? The mystics tried purely to help, but Vivec smote them. Are these the words of a wise man?".

Posted by: Loranna Today, 04:46 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Aug 1 2005, 10:40 PM)

Ald Raathim: Tris
Outside the dining room he met a Dunmer servant girl he liked, who liked him. She was busy, but he greeted her with a smile.

"Private party?" he said. "Or did someone just forget to send me an invitation?"

The Dunmer girl's eyes widen in surprise, as she says "You! Where have you been, you foolish Breton? We haven't seen you in - what, two months now?"

Then, she ducks, as if a little ashamed at her outburst. "Only the Queen Mother herself is here right now," she says, "and smiling as though Razbiah's cooking was the best thing she tasted no less ... hurry, smooth those wrinkles out of your clothes and brush your hair; there's still some seats open I think and you might be able to get in without being too noticed ..."

Posted by: syronj Today, 04:46 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 10:43 PM)

Shaka's smile faded when he saw Anya was still having trouble with her left shoulder. I promised her we'd check with the mages, he reminded himself. Maybe after the dinner and whatever other events might be planned.

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 04:46 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 06:43 PM)

Falco saw when she winced and dropped her fork then rubbed the shoulder. He put his hand on her shoulder and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Posted by: Arynel Today, 04:46 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 08:45 PM)

"Do you agree with Vivec's words? The mystics tried purely to help, but Vivec smote them. Are these the words of a wise man?".

Arynel eyed Isidor closely.

"Do you know not who you speak?" The Breton asked.

Posted by: Stargazey Today, 04:48 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 10:46 PM)

Arynel eyed Isidor closely.

"Do you know not who you speak?" The Breton asked.

"I know of who I speak, and to who I speak."

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 04:49 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Aug 1 2005, 08:46 PM)

Looking at Shaka, she shook her head. It's nothing important. Don't worry yourself.

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Aug 1 2005, 08:46 PM)

Falco saw when she winced and dropped her fork then rubbed the shoulder. He put his hand on her shoulder and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"It's ok, just something that's... preoccupied me for the last week or so."

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 04:51 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 06:49 PM)

Lookinb at Shaka, she shook her head. It's nothing important. Don't worry yourself.
"It's ok, just something that's... preoccupied me for the last week or so."

He knew it was more than she claimed but he decided not to press the issue. "So what areyour opinions on Barenziah?"

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 04:51 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 09:46 PM)

Tris laughed out loud, and kissed the startled girl on the mouth.

"It's supposed to look like this, I just brushed it. I have a message for Nalion, is he about?"

The dowager Queen Barenziah. Interesting. Something of a legend in Wayrest, where Tris had grown up. He had seen her, though they had never spoken. He wondered if the little boy he had been then was still recognizable.

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 04:54 AM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Aug 1 2005, 08:51 PM)

He knew it was more than she claimed but he decided not to press the issue. "So what areyour opinions on Barenziah?"

Keeping her voice low, "She's pompous and arrogant and uses sweet talk to hide the fact. She thinks that simply because she's in a posistion of leadership, she's in a posistion of control." A bit louder, in case anyone was listening that shouldn't, "But she does present herself well in her speach and apperenace, and that speaks well of her skill."

Posted by: Arynel Today, 04:54 AM

QUOTE(Stargazey @ Aug 1 2005, 08:48 PM)

"I know of who I speak, and to who I speak."

Arynel’s eyes grew starry eyed, and though he was looking right at Isidor, it was hard to determine whether he even saw the Nord at all. The Breton spoke.

“I have stepped where no path is laid, and palisades of greatest height and grandeur have I passed over, I walk the path as I will, and have gone where no map can follow. Of the world I make my outstretched vista, this grand terrain a canvas on which history is painted, in haste, with desperate strokes.”

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 04:56 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 06:54 PM)

Falco nodded. "Indeed noble blood does not prove one's worth. Noble actions do."

Posted by: Loranna Today, 04:57 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Aug 1 2005, 10:51 PM)

"Master Nalion?" the girl says. "He was here just the other day; everyone had gone to the Mage Guild for some big summoning thing, after the Lady had been ... oh; you haven't heard, have you?"

The serving girl takes Tris to one side, staying quite close to him as she whispers.

"The Lady's been plagued with assassins of late; couple of them caught her while she was swimming, she was in a terrible sort," she says. "J-Slyvos was even more grumpy than usual. Then Master Nalion and he did some big summoning in the Mage Guild, and the Lady and her companions went off, and they didn't come back till late at night, but Lady Loranna didn't wake up till late and Master Slyvos is still lying in bed, hasn't moved much since they brought him from the big magic farmhouse ..."

"Between that and the tavern almost coming down and the Queen Mother, it's been right crazy around here," she continues. "I don't know how the Lady manages to keep meeting each new day with a smile ..."

Posted by: Loranna Today, 05:00 AM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Aug 1 2005, 10:56 PM)

Falco nodded. "Indeed noble blood does not prove one's worth. Noble actions do."

A Royal Guard wanders close to Anya and Falco.

"A word to the wise," a quiet voice says. "The Queen Mother is deserving of respect; mind you show it."

People around Anya and Falco grow quiet, the atmosphere growing a bit uncomfortable. Both Loranna and Barenziah seem to be looking in the direction of Anya and Falco and the guard.

Posted by: syronj Today, 05:00 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 1 2005, 10:54 PM)

Shaka could catch only a little of what Anya was saying, but he disagreed about Barenziah. He had never met her, only heard others' accounts, but she seemed to him to be someone who had truly lived a life.

He couldn't imagine what it had been like: penniless thief, plaything to be passed around, queen and mother of kings, and much else; a life ten times as long as his had been, though he was already forty years of age. Somehow she had been destitute as Shaka had never been, yet not completely hardened; and powerful as few women had been, yet still seeming mortal.

He could see a trace of the girl in Barenziah's eyes still. There was something he had once heard of called the Eternal Woman, the eternal feminine . . . Perhaps that was something he and most males had always recognized in the world and pursued.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 05:03 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 09:57 PM)

"And the Queen?" Tris said, peering around her through the door, as servants streamed back and forth, carrying dishes and decanters. "Why would she come to Daruhn?"

He glimpsed Loranna, saw that Barenziah was right next to her, and decided to approach her later. Arynel was farther away, practicing being inpenetrable as usual.

Without waiting for the girl's reply, he made his entrance, bowing low to Loranna and the Queen Mother, and took his seat. As he passed Arynel, he clasped his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "I've missed you! And she misses you."

Seating himself further down, he smiled at his neighbors.

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 05:04 AM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Aug 1 2005, 08:56 PM)

Falco nodded. "Indeed noble blood does not prove one's worth. Noble actions do."

"That's not to say, that erm... the Queen Mother doesn't show noble actions. Simply and observation that ummmm, she's a good person despite being so powerful, yeah."

Glancing downward, she tried to make herself a smaller target of antention.

Posted by: Argonians rule Today, 05:08 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 07:00 PM)

"I show a respect to her power and nothing more about her. She is a queen and a long-lived one at that. But that is all she is, a woman who was lucky enough to be born into a royal house, and have power bestowed upon her, but not earned by her." Falco said this unashamadely and quite loud. "So I show my respect for her power by bowing to the queen but not to the woman beneath the crown."

Posted by: Arynel Today, 05:10 AM

QUOTE(Argonians rule @ Aug 1 2005, 09:08 PM)

Arynel called out.

“I would give my ear to even a little child,” The Breton called, “should you not give at least your courtesy to this one?”

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 05:13 AM

QUOTE(Arynel @ Aug 1 2005, 10:10 PM)

Arynel called out.

“I would give my ear to even a little child,” The Breton called, “should you not give at least your courtesy to this one?”

"Master Arynel's had a bit too much," Tris said, gesturing for his fellow Breton to lower his voice. The possibility existed that the queen hadn't noticed the comment.

Tris was a Breton of medium stature, blonde and green-eyed, boyish, with startling good looks.

"You," he said to the well-dressed Argonian, more quietly, "Forget to put on your dress manners when you changed your clothes?"

Posted by: Arynel Today, 05:15 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Aug 1 2005, 09:13 PM)

Arynel nodded to Tris and the Breton sat down, chewing another bite of food.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 05:18 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Aug 1 2005, 11:13 PM)

The Royal Guard says to Anya "Well said, Bosmer, well said," with the hint of a chuckle.

To Falco, he replies "Indeed? You have guts, Argonian; I'd listen to what your friends are saying though. Good advice is so hard to come by ..."

Barenziah is still talking with Loranna, both of whom seem to be ignoring the situation now; the Royal guard walks off, clicking his heels as he goes.

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 05:30 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 1 2005, 09:18 PM)

The Royal Guard says to Anya "Well said, Bosmer, well said," with the hint of a chuckle.

"Well said? I guess sucking up is well said." she mumbled. She noticed the the Queen Mother choose to ignore the commotion.

Looking towards Falco, "You're quiet the bold character. Not the typical theif I'm used to."

Posted by: Aki Today, 06:06 AM

Reichi entered the room, giving a formal bow to Loranna and Barenziah as a show of respect. Reichi casually made his way to the table, sliding into a free chair as unobstruviely as possible. "So, what'd i miss?" he asked quietly, a hint of a grin on his face.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 06:14 AM

QUOTE(Aki @ Aug 2 2005, 12:06 AM)

Loranna nods to Reichi as he enters, smiling; the quiet which fell when the Royal Guard accosted Anya and Falco abated and people began talking again.

Dram wanders by in his quest to be everywhere at once, his expression a bit more forcefully calm than normal. He raises his eyebrow at Reichi and his other eyebrow at Falco, before nodding and returning to his duties - but not before commenting to Reichi that "Not much, just a bit of conversation."

Posted by: syronj Today, 06:19 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 2 2005, 12:14 AM)

Dram wanders by in his quest to be everywhere at once, his expression a bit more forcefully calm than normal. He raises his eyebrow at Reichi and his other eyebrow at Falco, before nodding and returning to his duties - but not before commenting to Reichi that "Not much, just a bit of conversation."

Shaka was looking down, both ashamed at the row and a little angry. I didn't want us to come off as small-time, he thought. Barenziah's of course seen and heard much, much worse, he knew, but he couldn't laugh it off for now.

Posted by: Aki Today, 06:21 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Aug 2 2005, 12:19 AM)

Reichi raised a eyebrow at Shaka's expression. "Yeah...talk..." he muttered, wondering what could have transpired that had upset Shaka. Reichi idly grabbed some food and began eating while pondering this.

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 06:36 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Aug 1 2005, 10:19 PM)

Anya saw Shaka's downcast look. She fervently hoped that she didn't do something to make him ashamed. She continued eating in silence.

Posted by: syronj Today, 06:47 AM

QUOTE(Xyber02 @ Aug 2 2005, 12:36 AM)

Anya saw Shaka's downcast look. She fervently hoped that she didn't do something to make him ashamed. She continued eating in silence.

Shaka finally noticed that Anya was too quiet. He met her eye and nodded reassuringly.

Just because I'm a worrier, he thought, I shouldn't take it out on Falco and Anya. The Khajiit would say "Var Var Var", which I think means "what will be, will be."

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 06:54 AM

QUOTE(syronj @ Aug 1 2005, 10:47 PM)

Shaka finally noticed that Anya was too quiet. He met her eye and nodded reassuringly.

Noticing his nod, Anya was slightly reassured. She really did look up to and liked Shaka, and didn't want him embarressed or ashamed. He's helped her so much, and was the closet thing she had to a friend and protector in a long while. She knew she could act hastily, and though she didn't make the bold outcry this time, she did help to foster it.

Sometimes she wondered how she made so far as to actually meet the Queen Mother herself. Thinking back to the last few days and the problems she now had, she though, Well I certainly don't lead a charmed life. I wonder if someone is finally looking out for me, or whether they enjoying toying with me? Seems to me, someone must thrive off the misery of others.

Posted by: Loranna Today, 08:06 AM

As the feast progressed, Loranna takes a few moments to introduce her companions to the Queen:

Turning first to the green-scaled older Argonian, she says "This is Shaka, Battlemage and a stalwart companion, who has graced us with his presence since Early Harvest and helped me with several adventures."

Smiling at the handsome blond Breton youth, she says "This is Tris, an adventurer and hero of the Blue Dawn. He has saved my life on several occasions, and he has one of the world's fastest wits."

Turning to the blond Bosmer girl, Loranna tells Barenziah "This is Anya, archer and adventurer. We met recently in Vvardenfell and she has stood by us in our recent difficulties, showing a keen eye and a strong bowarm."

Looking at the young, handsome, curly-haired Breton with the twinkling eyes, she says "This is Arynel, traveler, bard, and another hero of the Dawn. If it weren't for him, I probably would not be here today."

Turning to the shining Argonian in the exquisite clothes, Loranna grins "This is Falco, who has lead a full life, including time in the Legion and as a freelance adventurer. Among other exploits, he's helped foil assassin's plots on a couple of occasions."

Looking to the burly, mead-loving Nord, Loranna says "This, again, is Isidor, warrior and hunter, who has fought enemies both mortal and otherworldly to protect us since we've become friends."

Posted by: Eyes Of the Wolf Today, 08:47 AM

The innkeep started to clim up the stairs. The altmer owed him money by now. He had reserved the room only for few weeks, but it was already third week going now. He didn't care anymore that the High Elf had told him not to disturb him what ever happened. The innkeep came to front of his door, and knocked. "Open up!" When no answer came, he took his key and opened the door. There the altmer was, sitting on the floor. There was something strange about him though... He proceeded next to him. He was obviously on some kind of a trance, and he didn't really want to disturb him. He would just take the money the elf already owed him. So he reached out to his pocket, but then his finger touched accidently altmer's skin. He pulled out his hand as if it was burning. He stared for a second, not realizing what had happened. The tip of his finger had burned down to the bone. A horrible scream erupted from his mouth. But, even as he watched, his flesh started to grow back.

Posted by: Nalion Today, 09:32 AM

Clad in a more formal blue robe than Nalion would normally wear, the Breton mage had quietly attended the feast and had busied himself more with working through the meal than talking. His ears, however, had been open and the observant guest would at times see a smile flash over the Breton's face.

As he saw Tris approaching Arynel, his jaw dropped in surprise, which earned him peculiar looks from the people next to him. Taking the last bit from his dish, the mage approached his old friend.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 09:38 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Aug 2 2005, 02:32 AM)

Pie is groovy!

Tris was enjoying listening to the conversation. It was good to be back, even if he was so tired he was having trouble seeing straight. Some types of exhaustion, no potion could cure.

"Nalion!" Tris said, smiling. He pulled Nalion's sleeve, and whispered into his ear. "I have a message for you. Let's slip out for a breath of fresh air, shall we?"

Posted by: Nalion Today, 09:46 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Aug 2 2005, 09:38 AM)

"Tris, what are you doing here?", Nalion answered in the same low tone, yet stressing the word 'you' a bit more than necessary. His eyes gleamed and a broad smile appeared on his face. He was glad to see Tris again... how long had it been?
Curious as to what message Tris would have for him, Nalion nodded in understanding. "I know a place where we can talk."

In swift strides, Nalion led his fellow Breton up onto the walls of the castle, where a fresh breeze blew over the battlements. Unconsciously, he had chosen almost the same location where he had stood with Dragon and Aricyn just after Hogithum.
"What is it, my friend?", he asked.

Posted by: Xyber02 Today, 09:50 AM

QUOTE(Loranna @ Aug 2 2005, 12:06 AM)

Turning to the blond Bosmer girl, Loranna tells Barenziah "This is Anya, archer and adventurer. We met recently in Vvardenfell and she has stood by us in our recent difficulties, showing a keen eye and a strong bowarm."

"Which is funny, as I only began archery but a week and a half ago." she leaned over and remarked to Falco smiling, finding it humorous that she had such natural talent that that was how she was remembered.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 09:58 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Aug 2 2005, 02:46 AM)

"Tris, what are you doing here?", Nalion answered in the same low tone, yet stressing the word you a bit more than necessary. His eyes gleamed and a broad smile appeared on his face. The was glad to see Tris again... how long had it been?
Curious as to what message Tris would have for him, Nalion nodded in understanding. "I know a place where we can talk."

In swift strides, Nalion led his fellow Breton up onto the walls of the castle, where a fresh breeze blew over the battlements. Unconsciously, he had chosen almost the same location where he had stood with Dragon and Aricyn just after Hogithum.
"What is it, my friend?", he asked.

"I don't know how much Loranna has told everyone about what we've been planning," Tris said. "I've been... I've been traveling back and forth, between the General and Master Solin, and here. To keep an eye on Solunastra, for one thing, and for another, because I'm the only one they have to carry messages. I'm fast. And I haven't taken on form in... never mind. This is too confusing to talk about, even while drunk, and I'm not drunk."

Despite his words, the young man did seem a bit intoxicated. His skin sparkled with a faint glaze of sweat, and he swayed slightly on his feet.

"The General - Allerleirauh - sent me to you, because you were Julianos. You're the smart one, and some part of that still clings to you, and will cling to you forever. We need your help."

He explained to Nalion, as quickly as he could, what help was needed.

"You're the best person to do this, Allie's sure of it," he finished. "And it's the only way, I know it seems drastic but nothing less will work. The problem is getting worse, not better, and if it's allowed to continue - well, more and more things will stop working the way they were meant to, the Nine Divines will lose control, and... I don't even know what could happen."

Posted by: Nalion Today, 10:15 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Aug 2 2005, 09:58 AM)

Leaning on a merlon, Nalion listened to Tris intently, never taking an eye from him. The expression on his face was a mixture of many feelings, curiosity, concern, doubt and surprise, yet also a certain confidence. Then, he nodded.
"Much has happened and will happen still. If this is the only way - and I trust Allerleirauh's judgement - then it will be done. Time to play the drum again, it seems. I will do my part.", Nalion nodded gravely, then straightened himself.
The Breton looked at Tris with concern and touched his brow with his hand. "What is with you? You're sweating. Don't stress yourself too much. Can I help?", he asked.

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 10:26 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Aug 2 2005, 03:15 AM)

"I'm all right. It's just weird out there, weirder than you can imagine. You'll see, when it's time to go. I guess I'm a little bit in shock. There were some things... I didn't expect this, for example," Tris said.

He stomped his right foot. The stone beneath him was thick enough that it gave back no echo, merely a soft thumping sound.

Posted by: Nalion Today, 10:40 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Aug 2 2005, 10:26 AM)

"Your foot is...", Nalion began, looking at Tris's foot in surprise, "..healed? This is not how stone sounds on stone..."

"If I probably did not know better, I'd ask you to take some rest here and now, Tris, but I suppose you can't, yes?", the Breton asked with concern. "I know you are strong, Tris, but you mustn't exhaust yourself. We need you. Maybe you should see Loranna to help you. I fear my skills in restoration are limited. Please be careful."

Posted by: Allerleirauh Today, 10:53 AM

QUOTE(Nalion @ Aug 2 2005, 03:40 AM)

"I'm fine, Nalion. I wasn't born yesterday."

And Tris laughed, as if at a private joke.

"My body is perfect, it's my sanity that's stretched, and Loranna's never been good at mending minds. But I think a glass of Daruhn's finest... whatever they call it here, it certainly shouldn't be dignified with the name 'wine'... with one of the most legendary beauties of our fine Empire will fix me up nicely. Shall we go back, and see if the Queen remembers me from the time I glimpsed her in a crowd when I was six years old?"

He turned towards the dining hall.

Posted by: Nalion Today, 11:01 AM

QUOTE(Allerleirauh @ Aug 2 2005, 10:53 AM)

"Why not? I could use a drink for myself.", Nalion quickly agreed. "Loranna has a store of good Wayrest vintage, Tris. I doubt that she would hold it back when Barenziah is present."
The mage winked at his friend. "Let's go."

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