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Post by Lucien Lachance on Jun 23, 2009 22:55:46 GMT -5
Yoko was walking along the streets dark hood up, covering his head. As rain poured from the sky. As rain poured from the heavens and down upon the earth. Bow and arrows strapped to his back he walked on, on a mission? In truth no….he’d not been back ‘home’ in a few days. “Da**…this world.” he mumbled under his breath, “I-…..I HATE IT!” he screamed and threw himself into a nearby wall and leaned on it slowly sliding down it and sat on the ground knees pulled up his face pointed upward hood falling off white hair getting wet and water running down his face. “take everything away…from me…” he put his hands on his head. “I’m getting nowhere!” he cried, if real tears flowed couldn’t be known, if there were they mixed with the rain.
“Hate this world?” asked a voice, Yoko blinked and looked up seeing a tall figure in a red robe and hood. “what do you want?” the Wood Elf growled. “I can give you a new life…” the person smirked, sounded male. “more power, a new life, and a new world to life like a paradise if you help my master clinze this world.” he smirked. “Like it would matter.” Yoko growled once again. “I swear.” the male smirked. Then held out hand to help Yoko up. Yoko looked around no one was in sight…strange? He shook his head and stood on his own and turned away and starting walking away.
“I see…well good luck in your endeavors….but I cannot say what will happen.” the male stated plainly. “that attitude is getting on my nerves, reminds me of someone hooded and creeper then you are.” he rolled his eyes. “hah well I apologize.” he smirked. Yoko turned to look at the man over his shoulder and smirked. “whatever…” he rolled his eyes.
“what if I can help you find what your looking for?…like your family? After all my master can do anything he desires, and well…..its up to you.”
Yoko’s eyes widened. “I don’t have a family.” he spat. “they…died.” he stated, tiredly. “AH…but even the dead can walk again is willed….or if there not dead what if---” the man was cut off as Yoko shook his head and turned back towards him. “what do you want me to do?” he asked plainly almost board.
“hummm….you are a smart one elf….you said you hated this world? Fallow me.” he smirked.
Yoko snorted and fallowed the robed man, outside the city? How strange…but hey the Dark Brotherhood more or less stranger. Yoko clinched a fist as he approached a group of more strangers? No ….something was up. “what are you doing?” Yoko asked plainly razing a brow. “well…..elf, we starting to clinze this world. Were opening a gate to the dead lands of Oblivion..” Yoko’s eyes widened he took a step back. “what the he**!?” he gasped, the other men seemed to go on the offence. Yoko swallowed. What would he do?
Yoko closed his eyes a moment then as soon as he opened them he twisted around and drew two arrows and readied him. “I don’t think so!” he hissed. And let the arrows fly though the air hitting two how fell but doubted it killed them. Yoko withdrew two more arrows and continued his endeavors. Yoko was always ready to die so it didn’t cross his mind, how useless this was. Finely after a few moments, of running out of arrows and fighting with his short sword, he was knocked to the ground with a slash from some kind of weapon to his back. Blood soaked the ground as he fell forwards, seeing a few men leave giving up? Or just finding it useless to stay?
Gasping for breath he forced himself up. On his hands but was suddenly yanked up by his hair and yelled out then felt a blade on the back of his neck. “leave your body here as a warning…and then tomorrow night…this town will die.” spat the stranger. “finish me then!” Yoko spat out some blood. Then eyes widened as the man dropped him then felt a sharp pain though his back deeply sinking in the blade, it hurt, but he found himself up able to scream…his body flinched lightly, the feeling leavening his fingers he gasped for breath. His vision getting blurry, he winced and ‘watched’ the man leave or vanish what ever he did….
Looking on the ground in front of him he reached out his hand and gripped a trinket the dropped. “Z-….ze--r-o…..” he cringed…and closed his eyes tightly. His body he tried but it couldn’t move…”is this…death?” he closed his eyes tightly, tears flowed down his cheeks. “I wish…it was still raining…” he moaned then cried out once more before the darkness over took him……
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Post by BlackRose on Jun 23, 2009 23:44:08 GMT -5
Yggdrasil was coming into leyawiin via the back way this time, he needed to help a Khajit woman get some kind of trinket back from someone. he stopped and hide when he saw strange men in robes attack what appeared to be someone who didn't agree with what they spoke of.
Yggdrasil's eyes widened, at the men when they left the elf for dead. he ran to the elf when he got there he sighed, he'd try to save this elf but he'd need a healer first. the soul was leaving the body. he hoped his mother's people had a spell of some kind he could use. he ran through the gates of leyawiin asking the guard for the nearest healer.
"the mage's guild, and i hope your friend will be alright he looks bad." the guard sad sadly, as Yggdrasil nodded and ran toward the guild hall. almost tripping up the stars.
he shouldered the door open causing everyone but Dagail to jump. "help please i need a healer." he sighed he must look interesting standing there with a dying and bleeding elf in his arms he probably covered in said elf's blood. yeah real interesting.
"well you herd him, Alves Uvenim! S'drassa! help heal this elf." Agata spoke quickly as he took the injured elf from Yggdrasil taking him to a spare room and the two Alchemist started to heal the injured elf.
"i am sorry about your friend, i do hope he will be alright. " Agata said as she approached the bosmer.
"he will be well just heal his wounds and stop the bleeding i can do the rest." Yggdrasil spoke.
"yes you will magic of old swarms around you.." Dagail spoke as she neared the bosmer "not what you seem..."
"we have the bosmer healed, but i don't think he'll make it.." Yggdrasil moved toward the elf.
"he will live watch.." Yggdrasil knelt next to the bed opened a book with strange writing.
"watch guild members of magic long past... none in cyrodiil have seen it used in ages..." Dagail said "forgotten arts..."
Yggdrasil started speaking but not in Cyrodillic in his mother's tongue Alyied. "oh void in which all souls go, one soul will not join you today..." he then started to say a something else... "souls so silver and pale, draped in misery clear as glass... i come to you to take one who starts his journey... for this soul has yet much to do..."
he used his energy to reach into the void and grab the bosmer's soul. it was painful he won't use another spell of this magnitude for a while.
he found the bosmer's soul as part of it was still connected to the body... "bosmer...do not leave the living just yet...live..." he spoke in Alyied, openly but in the void his voice echoed, in whatever language the soul understood... hoping the soul would listen.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Jun 24, 2009 0:05:00 GMT -5
Yoko was near complete death, darkness surrounded him when he half way opened his eyes. “the void….” his mind echoed. Nothingness….bottomless, topless, walless….endlessness. But as he was ready to except it something strange happened, he heard a strange voice, and something unseen seemed to embrace him. “what?” he blinked lightly still tired and winced. “who’s…there?” he moaned. “why….why live…there’s no…purpose for me…” he looked down.
Finely back in reality Yoko’s eyes twitched. His hand twitched…still holding the trinket.
Back in the void his eyes widened and seemed to water. “yeah…I’ll…live….but how?” he asked, then found himself suddenly standing up slowly and looked around. Off in the distance spotted himself….almost like a strange mirror…he frowned . His other self seemed asleep…he took a deep breath and stepped towards the body, finely fading into it.
Finely in reality once again, Yoko’s eyelids twitched ever so lightly, as he struggled for breath at first but it came, some how. He then slowly opened his eyes lights of any kind blinded him and everything was a fuzzy blur. “where….am I?” he mumbled dryly.
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Post by BlackRose on Jun 24, 2009 7:20:07 GMT -5
The Mage's Guild members watched some in awe and some in horror. as what Dagail said not really a Bosmer but a Bosmer started speaking softly in Alyiedoon his voice seeming to echo, and fade in to nothingness. Dagail smiled as she saw the energy from the one elf leak into the the Bosmer on the bed from the soul fading into the void it wasn't there yet, she's seen the void so many souls, very chaotic actually...
they watched and the elf's body shake in exertion
"reaching into the void is said to be a painful experience." was what she explained as a questioning look appeared on Agata's face. the elf didn't sit long when the Bosmer on the bed took a soft gasping breathe...
Yggdrasil used some more of his energy to make sure nothing else latched onto him or the Bosmer he helped. he groaned the void hurt no wonder the dead normally stay dead. ignoring the life of the Bosmer flickering in front of him, and the other souls wanting to come back. He withdrew from the void with a breathless gasp. Yggdrasil then slumped forward slightly, with a whimper.
Dagail came forward at the questioning voice of the Bosmer in the bed.
"You are in the Leyawiin Mage's guild child." she put a steadying hand on the elf's shoulder as he shook. the continued to speak to the Bosmer on the bed. "This found you brought you in and saved you from the void. You will be well...and you will find someone else to serve and care for...." she thought on the last statement for she didn't always understand what she said, as she looked down at the elf who had done the magic... "will you be well?"
Yggdrasil was shaking from the experience... a soul he recognized tried to grab him last second he used a blast of energy to shove him back, that really hurt.
"i should be," he spoke
If Yggdrasil ever checked his hair he'd find a few white hairs among the black, the hairs that were wrapped in the feather tie in his hair.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Jun 24, 2009 12:06:24 GMT -5
Yoko looked up blinking tilted his head a little. “the void…” he stated more then asked, honestly not wanting to ask again, he slowly sat up with a moan. And looked to the elf beside him, putting a hand on his shoulder. “you…” he frowned. “you saved me….but why?” he asked then shook his head. “thanks….I don’t know how I could ever repay you.” he bowed his head. “you didn’t even…know me, yet,…” he paused shortly shaking his head again, then looked up at the mages, still a little weak himself and didn’t try to let it bother him, knowing this elf was in worse shape now.
He looked around once more, so this was what the mages guild looked like? Ah well he didn’t have time for that. And looked back to his savior. “how…can I repay you?” he asked. [sorry so short x.x]
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Post by BlackRose on Jun 24, 2009 16:00:15 GMT -5
Yggdrasil was glad he was sitting for if he was standing he defiantly would have fallen with the two hands on his shoulder. he breathed in an out. "i...cou...couldn't ...just ...let you die..." he forced his vocal cords to work...everything was exhausted. his muscles, his brain his soul even his heart. "even... if... i...i... don't know you... i know...who those...men are...they...shou...shouldn't ...be allowed...."he couldn't speak anymore he needed to sleep regain energy. He slumped forward dizzy. only the two hands kept him up. "re..pay...?" he slurred out, and closed his eyes. 'd**nit mother!' he cursed her and her peoples magicka at this time...he didn't have the reserves. He went to speak again instead he passed out crumbling to the floor. Yggdrasil knew he needed to sleep he was coming into his mother's families power, and fortunately he wasn't a purebred Alyied. he would never truly be able to use there more powerful magic properly. Dagail's eyes widened she wasn't expecting that. she leaned over the Elf, S'drassa joined her. "sleep is what he needs..." she spoke "mmmh yes, I'll put him in my room." S'drassa picked up the elf and carried him off. and Dagail turned to the other Bosmer. "get some rest child it's not everyday one comes back from the void..." Dagail said leaving him. (its okay short replies are good )
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Jun 25, 2009 0:59:11 GMT -5
Yoko went to help the elf but watched the others proceed helping him faster then Yoko could help himself, he watched them take him into another room and looked to the person speaking to him and frowned. “yea…” he stated then paused. “the void!?” he blinked then winced. Watching the person leave and looked down and at himself. “…..” he sighed and opened his hand he was still clutching that old good-luck charm, almost so tightly it cut him, he sighed slipping it back around his neck on his chain and tucked it into his shirt before laying back down, eyes half open he tried to relax, but images flooded his mind…. ----Day Dreams--- Two young Bosmer children played in the city streets, which city? Yoko had forgotten…but the memories replayed in his mind… The two had so much fun together, both with white hair they COULD passed for twins, but in truth the other elfling was a year or so older, and taller of Corse. Helped Yoko with everything… They played and played…finely Young Yoko tripped and fell on the pavement and started crying tears swelling up in his eyes. “aaaaah!” he screamed, his older brother turned around and ran back to him. “shhh its okay.” his brother spoke softly then nodded helping him up, and healed his wounds with a small spell. “see all better!” he smiled. “yeah! All better all better!” Yoko giggled and ran around with his arms open wide. “your so good at that Zero!” Yoko stated . “One day I’m going to be just like you!” Yoko stated Zero smiled and roughed up his hair. “well, lets go pick mommy some flowers!” he stated. The two ran off without a second thought in the world. ---End of Day Dreams--- Yoko’s eyes still stared blankly out into space, he sighed deeply and shook his head. “why…..” he closed his eyes asking himself that over and over.
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Post by Immortal Swine on Jun 25, 2009 16:21:55 GMT -5
Sharaz snuck through the sewers of Leyawiin, Sibil the liar and Gronam-gro-falog followed silently behind under the orders of Luchien Lachance. Uradras the Dunmer and Rufrius took the other section, looking for their prey. Lucien Lachance said this contract would be worth more than the ones he did before. A good pay and a blessing from Sithis himself. It is a wonder why they where hunted and why it required four Dark Brotherhood assassins to kill two.
"Heee, why do we have to kill these two mongrels anyway? what is so important about them besides that they are..hehe special?". Sharaz hissed, his whiskers bouncing about.
"I dont care, a good wack in the head and they're dead haha, my axe beats your sword and your pesky bow anyway". Argued the arrogant Orc.
"Shut up! we dont want them to know we are here." Sharaz said.
"They sleep during the day and wake up at night. I heard they are heavy sleepers, I know they are". Sibil the Liar said with much certainty in his voice.
"Liar" Said the Orc and Khajit assassins.
The sewer was pretty dark for the exception of the bright sunlight coming from the small openings of above, they could see few people walking by, and what in Sithi`s name is that smell? it came from Rosentia Galenuse`s house. The sewer water here was pretty deep, since Leyawiin is surrounded by water. According to Luchience, the two targets came here to Leyawiin for reasons unkown, they just showed up and caused alot of trouble. A increase of vampires in the area was confirmed by the guards. Someone has been doing more than just feeding and killing, they where infecting others. Sharaz saw in the dark corner, a bedroll, under the dirty blankets lay someone sleeping with his hands on his chest, a typical way a vampire would sleep.
Sharaz took out his enchanted blade, the redish glow reflected off of his face. He silently approached the sleeping body, it appeared pale and dead. This was the target, Sharaz was certain. "May Sithis swallow you into the void". He whispered and plunged the silver enchanted blade down to its chest..............Nothing, it did not scream or twitch..or worse. It did not turn to ash.
Everyone looked at each other with a confused look on their faces. "I stabbed it with silver..why isn`t he ash?". Asked the Liar. Suddenly another voice was heard, a far more sinister and young voice. "Hes not a vampire..!". Shouted the voice, followed by an arrow, before they knew it, Sibil the Liar fell to the floor with an arrow stuck in his head. The body on the bedroll was an old beggar, dead for a long time, drained from his blood months ago, set there as a decoy..a fake. They glanced over to see the pale, male vampire. His black wavy hair seemed to loose its vibrant color, his eyes where red and his face wrinkled and old. This one has not fed for days, maybe weeks. Which was bad because this showed he was extremely hungry and very very powerful since he has not fed, his body becomes stronger, faster, he can go through certain amount of damages no mere human could endure without dying. Sharaz hissed and grabbed his sword while The Orc shot a paralyzing spell towards him. The vampire jumped out of the way, dodging it. The vampire had a fancy and rich type aristocratic outfit. He stood like a gentlemen but looked like a monster. The "young" vampire pulled out a ancient katana, that gleamed a sparkling reflection that illuminated the dark sewer water. The vampire walked forth with his katana ready, bearing his fangs. "Sithis will not protect the unworthy! your servitude is futile, he shall not grant you peace from the void. You already failed." said the vampire.
Sharaz now knew this man had knowledge of the Dark Brotherhood, something Lachance failed to mention. "I will obey my master`s command! you will not survive this time". Sharaz said. The male vampire started to chuckle. "There is much you fail to understand. It is obvious that this contest cnnot be decided by our knowledge of speech..but with our skill with the weapon". The vampire male said calmly, raising his katana and swinging it down to his left side. This one appeared to be skilled in the traditional sword combat of fencing. The vampire spoke no more but charged at them. Brave if not a foolhardy act. The Orc and the Khajiit prepared for combat, praying for Sithis to guide their every move. ----------------------------- Uradras and Rufius walked silently into the dark sewer halls. They, along with Sibil the liar, Sharaz and Gro-nam-Grofalog where rookies, lowly murderers. Ocheeva wanted to see how well they fought, so they where each tasked with a contract to hunt and kill two vampire rogues near Leyawiin. Rats everywhere, even two big ones tried to bite Uradras!. Mudcrabs scurried everywhere, making weird clicking noises. "I dont see them anywhere". Said Rufius. Uradras sighed. "They cant be far away".
Both of them walked close to the small waterfall of sewage water, greenish and black full of urine and vomit and droppings. It was rather disgusting. "Grr! why cant Ocheeva or Lachance to this themselves? after all Ocheeva is an Argonian..filthy, ugly, they stink! the swamps over in BlackMarsh is no diffent from this place". Uradras complained. "Stop whining, this is worth a good pay".
They walked down the stairs and made their way into the other dark sewer hall. Suddenly something was seen up ahead. It appeared to be a woman. Rufius and Uradras got closer, sneaking. It was a female vampire. Her back was exposed, the green dress she wore was ripped and tattered, falling apart into shredded chunks.she had long red hair, she was extremely pale. She has not fed for days. The female had her back turned on them. She was not aware of their presence, to their knowledge she wasn`t. Rufius placed his index finger on his lip. "Shh". He whispered, pulling out his bow and arrow. He slowly pointed it at her, aiming at the head for a instant kill. Suddenly, the female turned around and screeched loudly. Her face was horrific, she looked like an abomination. Wrinkled, pale, her mouth was red and her eyes bright redish. "DO it". Shouted Uradras shouted. Rufius shot the arrow at her but she jumped to the celing, and then ran down the sides. The female screeched loudly and ran away. "Haha we got that witch on the run!". shouted Uradras. Rufius grabbed another arrow and chased her, Uradras grabbed his shortsword and ran after him. They ran thrrough the dark halls until they came across two different passageways. "Which way did she go?". Asked Rufius.
Uradras sighed angrily. "I`ll take the left side, you go to the right. May Sithis you always walk in the shadow of Sithis, dear brother". Uradras said, running into the dark tunnel to the left. Rufius ran to the right. Rufius ran into a fairly largesection of the sewage system. It had stairs on the side and in the middle a deep pool of dirty green water. There was no way to look inside of it. The smell was disgusting, water dripped from the moist celings and it was creepy. Quiet, way too quiet. He walked on the concrete bridge and walkway that was just above the murky water. He felt a disturbing feeling that someone was watching him. He started to shake a little. This was his third contract he ever did. The two others was killing a escaped Skooma dealer and silencing the old man by the river because he wouldnt not keep his mouth shut. Rufius heard the legends of these creature`s of the night, but the family back at the sanctuary rarely spoke about them, for the exception of Vicente Valtiere, occousr he is one. The thing is, Vicente is no threat to Rufius...this vampire he is chasing after is.
Rufius walked carefully over the small bridge, the water was till and quiet, no ripples or small waves, it was very strange. Then the water splashed, out of the dark murky water came a pale hand, long finger nails. Grabbing at his heel. Rufius got startled, he dropped his bow and arrow into the water and he tried to escape but the hand pulled him towards the murky and dark depths of the pool. He fell backwards, hitting his head on the concrete bridge, nearly passing out. He had no time to hold his breath or move. He turned his body to told onto the bridge but it was no use, it was slippery & full of sludge.
Dragged under the depths, Rufius tried to reach the surface but his Dark brotherhood raiment kept him from floating up or swimming with ease. He reached for his dagger but it was in his heel. He shouted underwater, the bubbled surfaced but he decended, loosing his patience, his breath and his life. The horror finally got hold of him. Through the murky dephts he could still see a little. The female vampire was horrificly ugly, pale, gaunt face, crazy look with fangs sticking out of her mouth. Her red hair floating under the water. With a force she brought him under her even more. She was now ontop of him, choking him savagely, holding his neck with her sharp nails. More than ever did he feel frighened, scared. This was the end, he knew it. The red haired woman brought him down even more to the depths. 12 feet or more inside the dark, dirty water. He tried to hit her and punch her but it did not work. He was loosing his energy and strenght. He waved his hands all over trying to escape. His hands moved through the pool`s floor, he felt something. He looked over to see skulls and bones in the bottom. It was the moment of truth..he was about to join those dead. His vision was fading, his breath now dying. The last thing he saw was her white fangs and pale face, red bloodshot eyes and redhair floating all over the place. Rufius was now dead.
Uradras ran across the sewers, he had on a spell of light. illuminating his path. But no sign of life was found other than mudcrabs and the rats. Uradras made his way into the end of the tunnel. There was a door, he got closer and pulled the lever, lifting up the door. He walked past it and saw in the distance, a pool. However unlike the dirty murky waters, this pool had blood in it, rising to the surface. Uradras now felt shocked and frozen. He realized this blood was of Rufius, he could tell by the tunnel because he came from that direction, and because if it was the vampire, ashes would float to the surface.
Uradras ran the other direction to warn the others. His light spell was fading off. He needed more Magicka, more concentration. He ran, panting as fast as he could. Then he suddenly tripped over the slippery wet floor. He fell face first, his chin getting injured. He groaned and lifted his head. Uradras froze when he saw the floor. It was wet and full of footprints, wet footprints of blood and water, barefoot and appearing female. Then dripping fell on his head, drops of water. He heard a low growling and gurgling sound. Uradras looked up to the celing to notice the drops of water on him was not coming from the moist celing but the female vampire`s wet body. She bared her fangs and hissed as she fell upon him. Uradras punched her in the face over and over with his chainmeal gloves. She grunted and tried to bite his face but he held her neck, keeping her from doing so. Using his otherhand he grabbed his shortsword and stabbed her in the side, he plunged his blade deeper. The female redheaded vampire screeched in pain and then headbutted him. Uradras felt the sudden pain in his head but he still managed to get away. Adrenaline pushed in and he was frightened to the extreme. Running as quick as possible, Uradras pushed himself through the little gate. It was locked!!!. "No no no no!". He mumbled, pulling a pair of lockpics, he started to pick at it, trying to open the lock. The female vampire was still screeching and hissing angrily. He broke the first one, then the second try deemed sucess. He busted through the gate and ran towards the main way he came, towards Sharaz and the Orc. The dunmer assassin ran turned in a corner and then stopped...DEAD END. The vampire female had confused them. Leading them into seperate paths, just to pick each of them off. He reached for his weapon but he only had a silver dagger, his magicka was drained. Only hand to hand combat and the dagger would come in handy. But what good would they make? against a vampire that has not fed for weeks?. He stood there, waiting, shaking and panting. He never knew it would end like this, if the DarBrotherhood was worth fighting for. He came to Leyawiin to assasinate and kill the female vampire..ironically he was the one being hunted and now he surely was going to die. The female vampire came to view, closer and closer. The shortsword still plunged in her side. She growled slowly. Her fangs bared and her side bleeding alot. "Please!! I can tell Ocheeva your dead! I promise". Uradras pleaded. The female vampire laughed, removing the blade from her side. "I am dead" She whispered sinisterly, a whispere that seemed to echo all over. She approached him closer, cracking her neck left and right and then raising his own shortsword against him. "No! plea--please dont. I am asking you for mercy, dont drink my blood, I can--I can find someone else!". He pleaded louder. "
"Silence! can you atleast met your fate without groveling?, you are no assassin, your a coward, a fool, another prey of nature. I dont want your blood. No, it musnt be drunk it must be spilled!". She hissed, raising the shortsword. He plunded his dagger in her chest, trying to pierce her heart, but he missed. Uradras was about to speak but the shortsword was thrusted towards him with a harsh force, the taste of silver and death is dreadful.
Sharaz shouted again, swinging his blade, trying to cut the vampire head off. The male vampire ran to the side of the wall and the propelled himself from it and kicked the Orc in the face before he could bring down his axe. Sharaz parried and thrusted his sword in a crazy swirl of movements. The make vampire blocked it with his katana. The Orc was now behind him, angered by the long fight. He raised it high and brought it down, the male vampire was right infront of him, his attentioned was turned to Sharaz, perfect for a great hit. The Orc finally brought his axe down with all of his force. His muscles large and strong.
The male vampire suddenly vanished, turned invisible. Before he could do anything, his axe was deep in Sharaze`s shoulder, Sharaz did not expect the dissapearing move and thrusted his sword into Gronam-Grofalog`s chest. The male vampire appeared again right beside them, behind him approached a female vampire, soaking wet with red hair and shredded clothing, barefoot. "Assassins killing assassins unwillingly..a precious scenario to witness, you friends where taken care of by the way!, one of them even ate his own sword". spat the female. The male vampire paced around and grinned. "Tell me this, the five tenets mention to never kill another brother or sister. When you die? how will Sithis greet you?" Asked the male vampire. Sharaz mumbled a few words and fell to the ground dead. The Orc tried to remove the sword and to attack the male vampire but he was not strong enough. The vampire had placed their own strenghts against them. Clever. The redhaired female vampire approached Gronam. She held the end of the sword firmly and pushed it in forward, instantly killing the Orc. She smiled and walked off to wrap her arms around the male vampire`s shoulder and kissed him on the cheek. "Another wave of rookies...I do wonder when the Black Hand will send true assassins". He said. The female vampire snickered. "Lets go, the rain shall be here shortly. We can leave this detestable place". She said. He nodded and walked through the sewers. The female vampire stopped by a smalll sewage opening, a small view in the ceiling of the outside. The sunlight creeping into the sewers. She female vampire held her hand right under the light. It started to sizzle and burn, smoke rising from it. She gritted her teeth and tried to endure it. She growled with frustatrion and then removed it from the light. "The sun is still out...we wait until the clouds hides us from it. Then we can leave". He agreed and waited. ------------------------- Draken waited until the light dissapeared from the sewer hole,, signaling the sun was hidden behind the dark clouds. Water started to pour in, showing it was raining. Rayne smiled and made her way to the exit. "Wait! look at us! they will know what we are just by seeing us walk in the street. We must remain hidden somewhere." Draken said
"What is the nearest way out?". Asked Rayne. Draken grinned.
"See that exit over there..through it, our access to the Mages guild basement is certain. We stay hidden until nightfall then we proceed to what we where doing". Exclaimed Draken. Rayne nodded and followed him.
Opening the small doorway, he entered the basement of the Mages guild. Rayne jumped up and hid behind a crate, looking around. Draken closed it and walked around, opening each crate. Rayne got up and looked around as well. Blood dripping from her shoulders and side. Dripping all over the floor. Draken frowned. "We must not let ourselves be exposed just yet!". he said, looking for some sort of broom or towel. Rayne would drink blood to regenerate but it would only weaken her at the moment. So this was one problem she had to face. Being born a vampire mean you could regenrate in a matter of minutes, or by simply feeding on the blood of others will heal from any cuts, bruises, lascerations or holes in the body. Larger wounds require much blood and time to fully heal. Rayne rolled her eyes and grabbed a towel and ripped it in half. One holding the blood on her side and the other holding the shoulder wound when the Dunmer stabbed her with his dagger.
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Post by BlackRose on Jun 25, 2009 20:21:40 GMT -5
((so long...:falls over: btw great post))
Yggdrasil groaned as S'drassa moved him the cat being as soft and as graceful as any cat can. he laid the unconscious elf on the bed. he then pondered about the elf. he left the blankets down, it was always muggy and warn here. so S'drassa left the elf to sleep he went to make all around restorative potion. for the elf when he woke up.
Yggdrasil slept and muttered strange incoherent things in his sleep.
dreams(memories)...
Yggdrasil was young much younger than he was now, about 4 winters old. he was laughing and playing in Valenwood his mother talking to someone, a female bosmer they were speaking in Alyiedoon.
he was running around chasing the neighborhood pets. the city has stopped moving as it was in the south already for winter. he fell he grumbled and got back up. it was a small fall he'd be okay the puppy won't out run him.
"Camthalion do be careful." he mother called out.
"he will be fine..." the other voice said it was feminine. she just finish saying it when Camthalion fell and he fell out of the tree.
"Camthalion!" that when he remembered waking up to his mother sobbing, and his father comforting her.
"mama...papa?" "'Thalion!" they said as they got to his side. "what...happen"
"this man he... he saved you..." his mother started crying.
"you died my son, this Alyied he is one of the Cameron. he was there when you fell. he got you healed and brought your soul back..." he grabbed his son "my boy..." "my nephew ..." the woman who was with his mother was speaking Bosmeri her original tongue. "Auntie.." "my dear nephew...we thought we lost you when you fell." she was truly a stunning woman. she turned to the Cameron who healed there nephew. "i thank you." "my lady it was no problem" and he kissed her hand.
present time...
Yggdrasil slept peacefully after that, a memory of childhood but also long before any trouble truly started.
Dreams again... The same man who helped years ago he was sitting with him they were looking over Valenwood. "little one i know i rule Valenwood, but someday i will rule the rest of this world...and you and your family will serve me well." he tickled the Camthalion's little stomach. this Alyied man was not much different than the others. his hair was all white like snow and his eyes shown with the power of the stars. "one day little one you will grow into your power. an maybe one day I'll have a son of my own" he smiled and looked up a housewife burst through the doors "twins! the mi'lady had twins! two little girls" "see now you have two sisters Camthalion"
present time...
He opened his eyes at the last one his eyes watered his sisters...he know remembered the soul who tried to drag him under Haymon Cameron...
he rolled over he needed more sleep....and this time it was undisturbed by memories...
(meh i hope its okay that he knew Haymon cameron the ursurper, after all he is 17years older than Mankar...camthalion is old! if i did my math correctly math is so not my specialty)
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Jun 26, 2009 0:43:06 GMT -5
Yoko laid there no idea what was going on below or with Ygg. Staring at the roof he sighed. Also started wondering if he could….leave the dark brotherhood? Or if it was even a option. He sighed deeply and rolled over onto his side and came eye to eye with…..
“HAI YOKO!” Elja grinned. “I had no idea you were joining the mages guild congrats!” he laughed and grinned and giggled…same ol’ Elja. Yoko sighed…this was just lovely…and he was to rest HOW!? “Yeah Elja, whatever…” he moaned. “hehe yep I’ve been staying here past few days.” he nodded. “strange I didn’t see you come in, I was here the whole time” he stated dumbly. “the whole time…” Yoko razed a brow and shook his head. “whatever….look I don’t feel so well.” he sighed deeply. “ok okay sorry I’ll be over here working.” he nodded. “hah like a few hours ago I think I feel asleep and just woke up and now I have to catch up on my work.” he nodded sitting at a desk.
“that’s lovely.” Yoko moaned and rolled over on his other side.
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Post by Immortal Swine on Jun 26, 2009 21:53:12 GMT -5
Rayne was about to leave her place behind the crates. Draken warned her not to, so she stayed. Hungry, starving, thirsty for blood..blood...BLOOD. She was impatient and shaking. Two weeks without feeding..she was going mad. Draken winked at her. Rayne just rolled her eyes and was about to speak until she heard footsteps coming from upstairs. Rayne ran to the corner and placed the covers over her. Draken stayed hidden between two crates with another infront of him, hiding him from view.
"I think its here, its no where else." Said a male voice. "If its not here, we can check the upstairs when everyone is asleep. Mankar Cameron does not like to wait". Said the female voice.
Rayne could see them, they had blue mages robes but they where actually Mythic Dawn agents. Rayne bared her teeth, she could see them through the small holes on the cover. They where getting closer and closer.
"What in oblivion`s name is that smell?" The male voice said disgusted.
"I have no idea! must be some alchemy ingridient these mages been doing". The female voice replied.
Rayne had enough, she growled and jumped out from the covers, baring her fangs and pushing the male Mythic Dawn agent against the wall with a hard thud. She grabbed him by the neck and looked him straight in the eyes. "Mythics, dont you pestering imbacils have anything better to do than persue false dreams and hopes?". She shouted.
The female agent pulled out a blade and charged after Rayne. At this point, Draken ran out to fight. Rayne kicked the man in the stomach and then raised her fist to clober him in the head. The Mythic dawn imperial male summoned his armor and helmet. Rayne had hit him squarely on the head right when he summoned his armor. Her hand hit the sharp tip of the helmet, pricking her hand. "Ow..that hurt". She said, rubbing her hand. "You will regret that the moment Dagon walks the face of Nirn!". The male shouted.
"Offer accepted! but until that time arrives..lets consider this subject closed!". Retorted Rayne, opening her hand and pushing the man forward with her palm. The Mythic Dawn agent fell back into the crates, just when Draken jumped out and stated to brawl with the female breton. "What buisness do you have here?", Asked Draken. The female did not repliy but simply pulled out a mace and swung it at him. Draken growled and tackled her down to the ground, a savage fight just begun...there was no more need for discretion now.
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Post by BlackRose on Jun 26, 2009 23:27:57 GMT -5
Yggdrasil rolled over when he herd something. he scruched up his face. 'down in the basement' he sighed and got up. they're was a potion and anote next to the bed.
Elf, i have made this all round resorative draft for you when you woke up. you looked pretty bad when i put you too bed. i figured you'd need it. ~S'drassa.
the khajit Alchemist...he smiled and downed the potion. its effects were quick and pleaseing. he'd have to thank S'drassa later. he picked himself up from his bed. and walked towards the door of the basement. that when herd it again.
he hoped it wasn't any wierd wizard expirement. he pushed open the door and was assaulted with the smell of blood. he walked down the stairs caustiously. thats when he found..well them a fight between two others and mythic dawn members... he growled, his stupid cousin. he drew his hand close he'd take one alive...'questioning' was in order.... his had glowed with a feight pale glow, Paralysis spell.
"i need one alive, and when i'm done you can have them.." he spoke to the two brawling with the agents.
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Post by Immortal Swine on Jun 27, 2009 11:03:34 GMT -5
Draken frowned at the newcomer. This one was eeriely familiar..yes, very familiar. The Hybrid fellow that was in the attack of the small settlement years ago. "You!?" Draken shouted at him. "Im afraid I have claimed both of these Daedric fanatics" He pulled his Katana and charged forth at the Hybrid elf. Rayne growled and pushed down the Mythic Dawn member, and dragged him towards the sewers, bringing him down into the hole. The held on, trying to break free but she continued on pulling him. "UNHAND ME!". He shouted angrily. Rayne head no pleas, she continue to pull him under.
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Post by BlackRose on Jun 27, 2009 15:08:11 GMT -5
Yggdrasil canceled the spell quickly and unsheathed his katana quickly meeting the Vampire's blade with his own. He was pissed he wanted no confrontation with these two he wanted those mythic dawn members... he needed information.
He may have meet the blade of the Vampire's with his own. But he wasn't fully healed even with he restorative potion S'drassa gave him.
"look i have no quarrel with you" he doubted he could win anyway "i just want some answers to my questions, i plan on making good on a promise to there leader..." Yggdrasil spoke in a way that meant he had no good intentions behind the promise. nor would he be kind in his questioning. this fight wasn't promising his head still throbbed slightly, from his quick trip in the void.
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Post by Immortal Swine on Jun 27, 2009 19:55:41 GMT -5
Draken growled and shook his head when he released his katana from the Elf`s blade. "What more answers do you need? they are Mythics working for Dagon, hey dont deserve life!" Growled Draken, he extended his hand and shot out a large fireblast towards the hybrid elf.
Rayne grabbed the man and held him tightly around the neck, his armor was hard but she still could crack it.
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