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Post by Lucien Lachance on Sept 26, 2009 21:06:48 GMT -5
Falcan chuckled holding his lovely vampire lady tightly then watched Aegnor with a frown. “hey…its…” he trailed off looking down, he didn’t blame Agenor at all but he wasn’t grate with comforting words….never was. He looked down, only imagining what the elf was going though. He betrayed the Blades once….he knew how he felt, still Falcan felt he didn’t deserve to stay, but for now he stayed to help others that wanted him to. He watched Aegnor do to his room. And looked back towards the fire and the others before brushing back his hair.
Balsa sighed about to speak up when the Blade’s man ran in there, she paused eyes wide a moment. “you kidding!?” she gasped looking really struck for once, she looked away gritting her teeth. Knowing maybe she been to harsh on him but something else stuck her hard. “but he could die out there!” she gasped heading for the door. Falcan walked forward a bit and blocked her way. “but I-.” she gasped. Falcan shook his head. She bit her lip then turned away slowly walking away and towards the fire before sitting down and rubbed her arms.
Falcan looked towards Martin, he knew the Emperor to be wasn’t blaming Agenor….
Rikugou sighed to himself watching the elf go from the rooftop wind whipping his hair around. He looked down, that horse wouldn’t last to long in this cold…what could he hope to accomplish? Well whatever it was he could wait, unless it was suicide…. Stupid Atlmer. He jumped down landing on his feet unharmed he stood and looked towards the doors locked tight then back towards the main hall door thinking about Balsa then sighed walking off towards the wall, throwing his cape around him.
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Post by BlackRose on Sept 26, 2009 22:02:04 GMT -5
Aegnor stopped with the horses at Bruma stables and handed the horse to the stable hand as he was going into the stables. "this horse is from cloud ruler when the storm is over take it back please. " "you didn't steal it did you?!" the imperial said all ready to call the guards. Aegnor smiled softly "i wouldn't be returning it if i did would i?" he said as he turned with a wave and headed into the storm. "wait?!" the imperial started to say when he got blasted in the face with snow and proceeded to take the horse into the stables.
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Alessandra sat petting the Clannfear who looked miserable, until it got up and sat closer to the fire laying down and curling up. she looked at her hands in her lap. while listening to what the Altmer had done.
Jaufree muttered something about time and how long the storm would be to a blade scout. the scout was about to say something but Martin and Alessandra almost said something at the same time.
"time is just a concept and always the first thing to fade." they both said.
Jaufree looked at the two of them "what?" "it means Jaufree the storm will last as long as it wants, right?" Martin said to Alessandra, she looked at martin and nodded.
"yes, the storm will end for nature has no concept of time it is a human thing." Alessandra said. mentally she smirked time? she has been playing cat and mouse with time for a long time... one day time was going to catch up with and she knew it wasn't going to be pretty. she watched Falcan, what was she doing here. everything here had nothing to do with her. she was probably better off going back to the imperial city, and staying there. but Falcan seemed to like her near him and she was glad.
"and plus he'll be fine he is far older then us, if he's lived this long he has done something right, correct?" Martin said as he sat down at the table he normally sat at and looked at the books... and grimaced...yes grimaced. "i think i am done reading for the day." Martin got up " i have had it up to here with books." pointing to the top of his head as he went to get soup from the kitchen. Jaufree had this look on his face that spoke i am surrounded by loon's. Alessandra giggled at Martin's comment about the books, she wondered what falcan would do soon. he almost slapped her hand to her face she never responded to Falcan earlier, sometimes she acted like a air headed nord...((ooc: yeah i know bad joke...>.>))
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Sept 27, 2009 0:31:39 GMT -5
[[OMG sorry long rant-ish post but wow its long I’m happy and sorry at the same time LOL]]
Falcan folded his arms. “I suppose…” he stated then paused. “I once knew a man he was….different from others….he was…just so strange I suppose, but any who…he wasn’t really a close friend….but I say him from time to time go to the imperial city, now and then I would help him with a task or something…..every time, not that I minded, it was quite enjoyable…we’d stop in the Arboretum District. And talk to this old man…who seemed to be as old as time itself.” he stated folding his arms.
“the man I helped and this old man would talk for hours….though my friend was more so quite this old man was so wise…..so full of life.” he added. “it was as if they knew what the other was thinking, both were as if one, but I knew it was impossible. However, they always talked about ‘time’ what was time… from different areas of the Planet it was considered both physical and some mental, and in others areas above all else spiritual…so the fact that remains, is it a number man depicted for himself, to number the days and time to make a year is no different, man needed away to keep track of things so the concept of time was realized. Though holding different meanings to all it remained the same for any mortal, and any ‘immortals’ [elves vampires etc.] to.” he closed his eyes then slowly opened them.
“So we can number our lives, from when we begin life to end, only….’time’ is controlled by none…for us it matters….as for animals and some plants…..but for anything else. Time, stands completely still.” he said eyes opening.
Balsa looked towards him and smirked lightly but not in an picking on him way. She looked to his vampire friend and gave a ‘well what a man you got there’ smile, then looked back towards the fire. “what happened to your friends?” she asked looking back over towards Falcan.
“well….I thought the old man would always be there…..” he nodded. “he seemed so….” he paused shaking his head. “that year ….I went to that spot alone expecting to find the man there as always…..only he wasn’t there….its funny really…..as I walked over and sat on the bench….started to snow.” Falcan said holding out a hand and looking at his palm.
Balsa blinked with a soft kindly smile. “sorry to hear that, but your story is rather….thought provoking.” she nodded. “ah sadly I’m not a intelligent old bird just a mean one.” she snorted. Falcan smirked lightly. But then Balsa paused. “old ya but still elves get sick and cold…” she sighed looking back at the fire. “…do anything to hold my own elf in my arms again….” she muttered barely above her breath.
But then paused looking up. “oh my….by the-- where is Rikugou!?” she jumped up twisting around.
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Meanwhile somewhere out in the ice and cold wind, Rikugou walked a little annoyed with himself maybe scaling the wall and taking no horse was a little ‘much’ but they wouldn’t had let him out…he also felt like he needed to find this elf….so he hurried, least going down hill was no big deal, though his heavy cape both helped keep the ice off and dragged him down….a win-lose situation…..
But he hurried the wind made his face sting though, and hair flapping about madly he gave up on wearing his hood it was more a fight then it was worth, as he hurried now and then taking a small leap of faith, of a small hill and landing in the snow. Up ahead he could slowly see Bruma’s stone walls getting closer, still carefully scanning the area for the elf. "..................."
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Post by BlackRose on Sept 30, 2009 21:06:25 GMT -5
Aegnor had been wondering in the storm for some time, he was looking for something. he knew it wasn't far... he hated to think he was lost in the storm. he wasn't properly dressed and could feel the ends of his fingers and feet starting to freeze. Aegnor stumbled a bit in the snow he almost stepped into a spot filled with several feet of snow.
Aegnor stopped for a moment he knew the ruins where around here somewhere...he started in a different direction... the sun came out for a quick moment and blinded him he took a step and fell into a 'pit' of snow that went up to his arm pits. shocking him awake and pulling himself out of the snow. his body shook he needed to ...fi...he collapsed there two steps away from the mound of snow he pulled himself out of.
"whats this?" a figure asked. "Aegnor lifted his head and saw someone dressed in black robes. he passed out. the figure checked his pulse and things. and lifted him up carrying him not twenty passed away to a Aylied ruin door.
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Alessandra sat on the floor watching the flames as she listened. she was one of those 'frozen' in time. she sighed to herself. she honestly didn't like to think on things too much and just let them be. she didn't like to take the 'mystery' out of life. or the 'enchantment' of certain things. though watching the fire and listening to people was making her slowly fall asleep were she was sitting.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Sept 30, 2009 22:49:25 GMT -5
Rikugou kept fighting the storm, finely he came to Bruma gates, the guards almost ready to drag him in if they needed he just shook his head and pointed to Aegnor’s horse they were putting up. Though the guard distastefully, pointed him the direction the elf went then wished him Nines luck. Rikugou just nodded a thanks and hurried off in the general direction, face getting a little red from the wind, he groaned pressing forwards. Would he even find the elf before he became a walking snowman?
He sighed a little and panted taking a small stop and scanned the area once again, before continuing onward. This was most likely hopeless, and it wasn’t any of his busyness…to begin with…so why?
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Post by BlackRose on Oct 1, 2009 12:12:50 GMT -5
Garthalion dragged the high elf into the ruin door and proceeded to lay him next to the bear and mountain lion sleeping and covering him up in a blanket after removing the now wet cloths, and placing a warm fluffy blanket over him. Garthalion took the wet cloths and placed them by the fire he had going in the corner of the room he was in.
the fire had the room warm in the mountains, he often wondered if she should go outside and look for wondering people lost in the blizzards. and this storm was particularly nasty, he though to himself as he bent over the journal he was writing in. he sighed and stood up. the two mammals looked at him,
"keep him warm, i don't need him getting sick." Garthalion said ... he sighed he sure as in all the nine like to know where he got his tendency to help people...oh yeah the man who raised him. he wondered how he was doing anyway. he always talked to him exchanged letters but its been almost a month since then. "I'm going out to see if there is anyone else is int he blizzard." the bear made a snort and the lion just fell back to sleep. "and no eating him"
Garthalion went outside the ruins to look for anyone he had this sneaking suspicion the Altmer was being followed. he held his Hood close to him as he was faced with the freezing howling winds of the Skyrim Blizzard.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Oct 1, 2009 22:14:41 GMT -5
The blizzard just kept pounding down hard on his body, his cape and hair flapping around, didn’t help a whole lot. He grunted…all around him just appeared white. Though he had the will to keep going, and even his body wasn’t read to lay down and die, he seemed to show, the cold setting in. he finely came to a halt.
Eyes narrowed a moment before he finely sunk down to his knees behind a large rock, to take a brake, and pulled his cape closely over him. This storm, the worst snow storm he’d been it. Though really one of the few he’d ever been I if any others at all.
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Post by BlackRose on Oct 1, 2009 22:42:15 GMT -5
Garthalion was wandering the snow not far from the ruins when he spotted something huddled behind a rock against the storm. he carefully made his way to the man yelling "hey!" over the storm "i have a place nearby come on lets get out of the storm." he said as he neared the man. he said motioning to the direction to the Ayleid ruins.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Oct 11, 2009 17:26:27 GMT -5
Rikugou slowly looked up and towards the voice seeing a male, he didnt know, fisrt thought was to draw weapons, but then he heard him speak of shelter and to fallow him. hessitent Rikugou finely stood with a small nod fighting the wind a bit and fallowed the Elf male. looking ahead he saw that looked like Ruins, did the elf live there? or perhaps got stranded here too? for now he pushed that thought aside and just fallowed him inside.
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Post by BlackRose on Oct 13, 2009 10:26:40 GMT -5
Garthalion lead the man to the ruins he turned to him and said "i need to go first..." as he went ahead and started speaking to someone. "look i know i know you don't like it when i bring strangers. but i can't let people die in the snow...." there was a pause followed by a bear like sound.
Garthalion gave the bear a look " no you may not eat him either one of you." he said pointing to he mountain lion and bear. he turned back towards the man " you can come in now they won't bite." he said as he sat at a desk and started writing in his journal again. he looked up at the various tapestries he had hanging up, he had a necromancer one, a mage's guild hall one and various other ones.
though the elf mix was glad he had a rug put in on the floor and had a great deal of furs and blankest in the one corner. the pace still didn't have a homey feel about it. he sighed to himself he tried he really did. he honestly it was the ruins themselves he had a feeling once the Ayleidoon were driven from there homes, they became devoid of warmth and empty. only the presence of magic left within these places. besides his studying of necromancy he was interested in learning all he could about the Ayleidoon.
"please make yourself comfortable by the fire. you can get the chill out of your bones." he said gesturing to the one corner where there was no rug but a few wooden stools and a bench and a chair a furnished chair.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Oct 13, 2009 23:32:02 GMT -5
Rikugou stepped inside first caught off guard by the animals, ready to summon his weapon but saw they appeared to be working or the elf or what not. So he didn’t and glanced around well….least it wasn’t cold in here. And the male seemed alright mage, necromancer or whatever he was Rikugou really couldn’t care less. He gave a polite nod as a ‘thank you’ and looked around before walking a little closer to the fire.
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