Where it is taking place: The island of Ehrwher (sorry, bad with names)

The island Is really an island with many gashes in it (like solstheim). It has been populated by the great houses only (the three in morrowind, no dren or indoril), each one fighting for complete control over the island. Though very small, The empire has made it It's own state, because of how far away it is from any other land in the empire. Roughly seven weeks on boat.. the only way to get there. The capital city is on the eastern side, possibly the only city that doesn't erupt in House skirmishes because of the tight Legion control there. The current governor has not arrived yet. The last one left the government in debt beyond belief. All cities have virtually been destroyed unless it is a house specific town. Because of the tension, each town must be over one hundred miles apart (long walk). Luckily, there are silt strider/guild guides/ boats. And to add th all the troubles, there are rumors going around about to warring vampire clans.

Somehow, you decide, you all end up there in a capital city bar.

The bar is dark, musty. The smell of stale air, ale, and smoke makes it quite uncomftorable. Drunks line the counter. Shady looking bunches hide in the dark corners, and it sounds like a fight is going on upstairs, but no one wants to know about it. The whole tavern is filled with people trying to escape, not wanting to get back to their lives.

O.k., start!!



P.S.

Peregine and I am That is Matthias, if you two start at it, Your out

Alenee pushes the bar door open and walks into the room. She pauses briefly to adjust her eyes to the darkness, then surveys the crowd for any threat. Apparently satisfied, she makes her way to the bar, giving a little "encouragement" from the blunt end of her pike to a particularly stubborn drunk who refuses to move. As approaches the bar, she walks into one of the few patches of light and the crowd gets its first clear view of the newcomer. She appears to be a Nord, about 20 years old. Tall and slim, she might have been attractive if not for an apparent lack of effort in that area. Her clothes are loose fitting common clothes, made for freedom of movement over style. The accumulated dirt of days of hard travel covers her face, and the bright scratches of new damage mark the curiass partially visible under her cloak. She carries a long pike of an unfamiliar design, its blade streaked with the not quite dry blood of a recent fight. Though a bit tired looking in her movements, the origin seems to be true exhaustion rather than the hopeless depression of the other patrons. Even as tired as she looks, the aura of calm competence surrounding her suggests that she is still a very dangerous opponent. The few patrons that retain enough awareness to notice her move aside almost unconsciously.
Alenee steps up to the bar and leans over to say something to the bartender. They exchange a few comments, and he reaches under the bar and hands her a mug of Nord ale. She takes the drink and walks over to a table in a dark corner of the room and sits down. She settles back in the chair, and begins to drink, some part of her attention still on the crowd, scanning for any threat or ally.

A guard comes into the bar, holding a scroll.

"Under orders by General Nihnton, The city will now be under Martial law. All must be at their home by eight of the p.m. hours, or they will be detained and executed. For reasons of this act, inquire at the Legion recruiting office"

The guard quickly moves out the door, saddles his horse (they don't eat them here) and trots off to the next tavern.

Some of the drunk's mumble then turn back to their drink.



OOC:


Acoran, you don't own that one city you made on the map. Sorry, doesn't fit the RP.


Peregine: In our next post could you give me a short description on the properties of your armor. If it's shadow armor, just tell me. I know what that is.



If I respond to fast for you, dorry. I just want to keep the RP moving quickly.

I am really bad with names

Sorry I didn't tell this to u guys in the sign up, I just only remembered.

Simonaefura, drapped in the garnments of her homeland (black, light traveling cloak, around the hem embroided with deep purple trellis barbs). Her head covered by a hood and her face (up to her nose) covered with a plate of armor, sharp and jagged with an ackward symbol unlike anything seen in Vvardenfell.

Noticing the gaurd walking out of the tavern door, with his quick step, she stares at him blatantly until he takes notice of her.

ooc: its B'Elen ceremonial armor, pretty much same stats as glass, but looks like a lighter, simpler version of adamantium armor. The curiass is enchanted with constant 20pt sanctuary, the bracers are unenchanted.


As the guard speaks, Alenee looks up at him with slight interest. When he finishes his speech, she returns to her drink, showing no concern for his threats or demands. She pulls a book from somewhere inside her cloak and turns her attention to it. After a few minuites, she writes a few notes, then flips back to study something else.

OOC: O.k., since ppl are posting, I guess we'll start today instead of friday.




[SIZE=5] As the sun gets lower, the Bartnder finally yells last call. Some people start getting up and head home. He looks at the people slumping around the bar who aren't ordering, and yells at them to leave. He then walks up to Alenee and tells her to shove off if she won't order

Alenee looks up in annoyance. Pointing at the half empty glass on her table, she says something in an unknown language, but from her tone it is clearly some kind of insult. She hesitates for a moment, then continues in a more polite voice "Sorry, it seems the drinks combined with my troubles of the past few days have made me a bit easily angered. If you would direct me to the nearest inn, I would be happy to leave." With that, she finishes her drink and gets up from the table. She slips the book back into her cloak, picks up her pike, and waits for his response.

OOC: Soory I'm late...i didn't have time earlyer...

(before gaurd come is...)Akkli walks in with his saff across his back and blade slightly protruding from his "wrappings". Walking up to the counter he orders a brandy. After money changes hands, he walks to the a table in the corner, sits down, thros his feet up on that table and listens for gossip.

(when the gaurd walks in) Akkli stays where he is and watches, and listens.

(5:00) He stands up with the first few to leave and walks to the Bar Keep. "What inn would you suggest for a fair price and good rooms?"

[SIZE=5] "Inn's across the market, on the opposite side of the road. The nicer ones are farther away from the gates, closer to the market. theres about, uhh, twelve of them. Now Everyone get your arses out of here! It's almost eight!" The bartender told Alenee and Akkli. The last stragglers finally got off the barstools and left. Outside the noise of hooves signaled that eight O'clock was looming ever closer.[/SIZE=5]

Once the bartender finishes speaking, Alenee walks out the door. She briefly and looks arround. Apparently finding what she was looking for, she walks off in the direction of what looks like the legion garrison.

As Alenee does, Akkli waits for the bartender to finish before walking out the door, and down the street twards the market. At the first inn he comes to Akkli walks in.

Simonaefure notices several others heading in the same direction, she quietly decides to follow. Seeing one walk into an inn she makes a mental note of the location and continues to follow the other who is apparently headed in the direction of the Imperial Garrison.

As Alenee and Simonaufure walk to through some inner gates to the garrison, they encounter an awe-striking sensation. Never has anything been so grand. The Barracks themselves look like Palaces. A large Fountain with a small park around it was in the middle. Soliders were walking around, marching, training. As a troop passes, you see on them something never seen before. a long stick of wood, shaped into a handle on one end. Close to the handled end were a number of odd metal pieces. A sign points the location to every place within the garrison

OOC: The wood thing is a VERY primitive rifle. A msuket basically. One gunsmith on the whole island. That and cannons line the wall.

As Akkli walks into the Inn, he is met with very warm hospitality. Immediatley a man walks up to him offering a glass of summerset wine. Lining the enterance a warm sofas. On either side of the room is a roaring fireplace. As At the counter a sign is up, which reads: 30 gold, room. 50 gold, Suite. 100 gold, deluxe suite. Prices for three nights.



OOC: I don't care about money much, so for each char I'll say you have enough money unless I don't want you to get that item

Simonaefura surveys the grounds, making mental notes of the guards and which directions they are patrolling, also making note of any sentrys on the parapets. Feeling less spirited than usual she humbly turns and walks out of the garrison, not paying any attention to activity that seems to be taking place.

Exahaling a hard breath she almost scuffs her sandals along the road in the direction of the Inn. Exhausted by fatigue she can only think of letting her head rest gently on a pillow and her body covered in heavy quilts and blankets, allowing sleep to take her.

Dragging herself into the Inn she wearily lifts her head, almost as if it weighs three times normal, and looks for any indication that would let her slip into sound slumber.

Shadow walks over to the inn area and pulls out a grappling hook from his bag. He throws it up onto the chimney of a nice looking inn. He then proceeds to climb up the rope and enter through the chimney. He gets up to the roof and slides down the chimney stopping at the fireplace of a deluxe suite. he enters and barricades the door.

Akkli accepts the Summerset Wine and orders dinner, followed by asking to have it brought up to his room. Then proceds to get a 30 gold room.

After turning around, to survey the room, Shadow notices that there is a family of five in there. "GET OUT!!!" comes an angry shout from a very-strong looking man.

As Acoran walks into the room, he is very happy he chose this inn. Two rooms, the first one has a table and a hearth. The second one is a large room with a raging fire already in the fireplace, a A large, over stuffed canopy bed, a basket of fruit on a the table, and a door to an Walk-in closet. the closet has an alcove in it wich holds a small tub.

As Simonaefura walks into the inn, a waiter immediatley jumps on her with Summerset wine. "Good day Ma'am, what room would you like?" The consiuer asks as he points to the price sheet.

Back at the legion Alenee makes a quick survey of the defenses. With an expert's eye, she observes the guards, patrol routes, and anything else of military value. She cannot, however, decide which of the buildings is the main office. As it seems to be very close to the deadline, she decides that testing her luck looking for an answer would be a bad idea tonight. Instead, she turns and walks back towards the inn. Arriving just after Simonaefura, she walks up to the desk. After a quick glance at the room list, she reaches into her cloak and places a few high value coins on the table. "I would like a deluxe suite for as long as I am in this town."

As Alenee heads up to her room, a note is put up on a billboard. When Alenee pushes open the doors to her room she finds a great treat. In front of her is a sitting room, about three couches surrounding a highly decorated table. A door to her right leads to a large tub. Across from her lays a splendid bedroom, with a closet that could fit two horses in it. On her left is a 'study' filled with bookshelves and a souple of desks.

OOC: Sorry for controlling ur character a small bit Peregine, but It is the only way I could think of to draw attention to the note. If it bothers you too much, Just say so, and you will go up to ur room on ur own I guess....?

Simonaefura lightly batting away the wine offering looks at the prices. Almost in a stuporous voice takes the next to cheapest room and gladly pays the consierge for it. Stumbling up the stairs she assumes a room and tests the key to the latch. Failing to open the door she tries the next one, which works. Leaning on the door as it creaks open she almost falls asleep where she stands, yet mustering her last bit of stamina closes the door behind her, locks it, stripes down and falls asleep.

Soon after she notices a loud yelling from the next room. Alterted to it her heart flutters with concern, but is too tired to make anything of it. Needless to say, with her eye lids bearing down like lead she drifts innocently into sleep.

ooc: No objection to this, its not like there was really any question about my next actions. Just that if my character sees the note being put up, she reads it.

As Alenee walks through the door, she stops briefly in suprise at the quality of the room. She takes a few seconds to look arround, then heads over to the study and bookshelf. Looking at the titles, they seem to be mostly popular fiction and religious writings, nothing that really catches her attention. She then walks over to the tub, to her endless happiness already filled with hot water. Not wanting to miss the opportunity for a luxury she hasn't found often on this trip, she drops her clothes, armor, and weapons in a pile outside the tub, then steps into the water. A few minuites of complete relaxation later, her previous troubles are almost forgotten, even the yelling and noise from elsewhere in the building fail to distract her from truly important things.

About an hour later, as the water has finally gotten cold, Alenee gets out of the tub and walks over to the bedrooom. She places the pike by the bed, within easy reach, then rechecks the door lock. Satisfied with the security, she retrives an ancient dwemer artifact from the pile of her equipment. She sets a few small gears, then places the device on a table next to the bed. Finally, with a sigh of relief, collapses into bed for a well earned rest. Very soon afterwards, her mind drifts away into pleasant unconsciousness, the troubles of reality forgotten.

I will leave when I want thank you now if you would kindly exit I would be happy to accomanpy you." Shadow pulls out a bow and sets a starnge shaft to it. "Ive never missed. If you refuse to leave I will kill you and your family."

Simonaefura awakes, angry and annoyed that the commotion in the next room won't cease. Rising out of her bead like an undead, she puts on some clothes and grabs a shortsword and several throwing knives.

Pushing open the door like a raging alcoholic she wanders over to the next door and pounds on it with a clinched fist several times and belts out at the top of her lungs, "QUIET IN THERE SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO GET SOME SLEEP!!!"

Without hesitating she attempts to open the door. Unaware of it being locked or not she leans into as if the door was open, only to get a sore shoulder when she thuds against it, realizing its locked.

Clinching her fist again she pounds on it several more times, "WHO ARE YOU? COME OUT, FACE ME!!!"

When nothing happends she raises her knee into her stomach and kicks to door in, throwing knives ready and sword drawn.

Satisfied with his room Akkli goes down and askes to have buckets of Both hot and cold water up for a bath. Then returnes to his room, pulls off his staff and does drills until, his wine, dinner, and bath water comes up.

ooc: I'm asuming all this is in the same inn...is that correct?

<ooc yea I'm assuming so, most likely you'd hear a lot of screaming nearby>

At the screaming Akkli pauses. Making a mental note to ask the person bringing hsi wine, dinner, and water about it. Then resumes his drills.

Looking into the room and seeing a strange sight a crude and unpleasany grimace washes over her face.

"You pathetic wretch," she verbally lashes at the intruder, "leave these people alone and do them no harm."

Staring at the rather bult man she cracks half a grin and starts to laugh softly.

"You vagabonds are all the same; you don't know what fights to pick and leave alone. Here's some crude advice for you my friend. Anyone in Tamriel would place their bets on this man right here. I suggest you leave before he forces you to bed with him," again laughing softly.

She stands in the doorway, attentively awaiting the next move by the intruder. Throwing knived perched between her fingers, being three of them, ready to fly at her command.

Noticing the confusion, the man in the room lunges at Shadow and brings him down. He then proceeds to punch him repeatedly. in his stomach and side. The wife runs after Simonaefura with a rolling pin. Two kids run out of their room into the hallway shouting for the guards, knocking over a serving boy pushing a cart full of food. The noise has now awakened everyone in the Inn, and the one next to it.

"I wasn't going to attack you, but seeing as you're stupid and thickheaded you leave me little choice but to.....RUN LIKE THE %&$!INS," fearing the divine wrath of the rolling pin woman Simonaefura runs out into the hall, back into her room and slams the door, nearly breaking it to shards.

Breathing heavily she makes it a point to latch it tight and stands with her back against the door, waiting for any movements outside.

After several moments she scambles to gather her remaining things and ajars the door by propping a chair under the door knob. Walking the room while putting the remainder of her clothes on and covering her face she extinguishing any lit candles. Then peering through the window unto the street she tries to determine what is going on. Finally wrapping herself in her cloak she opens the window, a blast of cool night air washes over her body, and waits to jump down.

<ooc how's that for situational irony?>

Hearing the comotion Akkli comes out of his room, and looks around. Sees the serving boy, his food on the ground and Simonaefura run into her room. Walkign down the hall to the open. Akkli takes in the scene, and calmly asks the rolling pin Woman what is going on. Not waitign for an answer he walks past slams his foot down on Shadows wrist until he hears the cracking bone then pushes the man off grabs Shadow and slams him into the wall. "What are you doing in here? You indirectly made my dinner go to waste!"

Back in her room, the yelling finally interrupts Alenee's sleep. With a few curses in her homeland's language, she burries her head under another pillow and attempts to sleep again.

A troop of Guards come romping up the stairs, Grabbing Akkli, and Shadow. They haul both of them to the Legion Garrison, then to the prisons. Shadow and Akkli are put on opposite sides of the room. A guard then walks up to each of them, explaining they will be in prison for one night for Minor Assault.

"Ah, darn...I didn't even get my dinner ot bath!" Akkli goes to the back of his cell and sits down and begins to doze. Then remeberin somthing he jumps up and calls the gaurd, "HEy, um, exuse my gaurd...There was a note in the inn, do you have a copy I can read?"

"Shutup. There are lots of notes at lots of Inns. Check tommorow when you're out if it's that important.

After seeing the two being hauled off from the Inn, Simonaefura looks around her rather small room compared to the one across the way that has seemingly opened up.

Cracking her door open she looks through the halls and doesn't apparently notice anyone. Tiptoeing over to Akkli's room she quietly opens the door and creeps inside, amazed at the quality decour.

Wandering around for several minutes, checking drawers and tapestries she notices that some water is steaming from the bath. Again, taking a look around and not noticing anyone she slips out of her clothes and into the tub, indulging in the luxury of what what supposed to be anothers' delight.

Cleaning herself thoroughly and taking her time in doing so finally she gets out of the tub and wraps a nice robe around her, completely submitting to its warmth. Prancing about the room, drinking a fine bottle of wine she soon realizes that fatigue is about to take her....again.

Setting a half empty glass of wine on a table in front of the now smoldering coals of a once roaring fire she climbs into the lush bed. Letting a must needed and well deserved sleep overcome her in no time at all.

Accepting the command form the gaurd Akkli rmoves his outer shirt, roles it into a ball, curls up in the corner and sleeps with is head on the shirt/pillow.

Sun sets. Sun rises. The guard lets Shadow and Akkli out. Already people are forming at the Market and fighting pits. Breakfast is served to the rooms at the Inn. More and More of those letters are appearing, on walls and on bilboards and Market stalls.

Once freed Akkli returns to his room. Walking up to the door and finding it locked he pulls the key from his pocket and sticks it in he keyhole. Once the door is open Akkli steps in and imediately sees Simonaefura in his bed. He walks up too her grabs her by her bare shoulders, lifts her out of the bed and carryes here out the door where he drops her in the hall. Wlking back in to the room Akkli grabs her cloths of the floor and throws them back to Simonaefura before cloesing and locking the door. Once alone in his room Akkli looks around. His wine is gone, water, cool, and dinner never came up. Sighing he turns opens the door, then closes and locks it behind him. Turning towards the stairs he heads down to breakfast. As he passes the Billboard Akkli stops to read the note.

The note reads

All Adventurers, Treasure Seekers, Mercenaries, Bounty hunters, Crusaders, And warriors please Report to the Legion Garrison Information center.


OOC:Original note, huh.

OOC: Sorry for not posting been on vavcation to Boston. also you probaly wouldnt see a vagabond with a set of glass armor and a daedric longbow. If any of you had taken the time to make a searc check you would have noticed the daedric runes on the bowa and the arrows.

Shadow walks back to the inn and walks up to the line for the bathroom when the clerk is not looking Shadow walks over to the front desk and steals 100 gold from the clerks pocket he then asks for a deluxe suite and hands pover the stolen gold.

The clerk indeed notices Shadow climb over the counter, being it can barely fit two people in it. A guard standing at the door grabs Shadow and pins him down. "Not you again..." he mutters, before dragging Shadow back to the prisons.


OOC: "Divine wrath of the rolling pin woman".... beautifal, just beautifal


I am that is Matthias, first of all, what do you mean by seeing a vagabond with glass armor and daedric crossbow? If someone is running around with that on, you will DEFINENTLY see it. Not that I know the context of what you're talking about... And also, before you say you steal 100 gold, ask me if you succesfully steal it. This is a conventional RP, not a regular board rp. I am the DM, I decide. Just remember that, and everything will be fine. Thnx.

As the gaurd trys to drag shadow of he kicks out with his legs and sends the gayrd into the door he then pulls out a dagger and slits the guards throat. He then runs into an empty room and starts climbing up the chimney towards the roof.

OOC: Sorry thought this was board pr and you play dnd wesaynothing?

OOC: I don't play dnd, because of the fact that you can get hit in the legs with a warhammer and have enough hp to run away. I do RP alot with my friend Acoran, in a dnd style. no dice or anything, ever.

Behind Shadow the shouts and screams of a few commoners are heard. They apperantly saw the murder of the guard. Soon the noise of many many guards come towards Shadow's hiding place.

Shadow climbs up the chimney and once he is on the roof casts a chamelon spell he then proceeds to snipoe off the guards with his bow. Two guards are dropped silently Shadow then leaps to the roof of anothjer inn and kills one more.

Waking up to the comfort of the hallway floor she just notices Akkli walk back into the room and close the door behind her. "Excuse me, uh sir? I need to get my stuff out. And what makes you so sure I wouldn't have just let you join me?"

She knocks on the door several times with a light tap, waiting for a response.

OOC: I am that is Matthias, please stop.You can continue killing guards if you want, but I will kill you, and I don't want to do that. This isn't like a 'you broke the rules sort of thing', It's just because you are sort of side tracking, and the story is going slow enough anyways.

Shadow hears a noise behind him, and turns around to see a mage. The mage pulled out a club and hit Shadow right in the forehead, knocking him out. The last thing Shaodw heard was a mumbled 'detect humanoid' spell. After a while, he wakes up, groggy, in a prison cell

OOC:I know there aren't detect humanoid spells in game, but this ain't Vvardenfell.

The sound of a body hitting the roof startles Alenee out of her sleep. All trace of tiredness gone, she quickly jumps out of bed, eyes surveying the room. The locked door and intact windows catch her attention, and she relaxes significantly, dismissing it as more of the trouble from the the night before. She looks over at her dwemer clock and realizes how late it is. "Must have been more tired than I thought," she thinks with just a bit of annoyance. She quickly dresses, then picks up her weapons and other equipment. With all of that in place, she walks downstairs to the main enterance. Halfway to the dining room, she notices a note on the wall. "Hmmmm.... now this looks interesting," she whispers to herself. Previous plans forgotten, she gets a light breakfast from the kitchen, then heads out into the city. Just outside the door, she observes a man in glass armor being dragged rather carelessly in the direction of the prison. She smiles slightly, amused by the man's loss to someone so obviously weaker. Then, turning her attention to more important matters, she walks off in the direction of the legion garrison.

As Alenee approaches the Garrison, she see's the same beauty as before, but now, instead od just guards roaming around, Quite a few 'adventurers' are roaming around. Obviously none are even strong enough to take down a scamp.


A guard Comes up to Shadow's cell. "You shall spend five life sentences in prison for the murder of three guards, destruction of an inn, disturbing the peace, and a second offense. You may go at now for an eight hundred thousand gold bail."