"I most certainly will not," said Eiade. "The last thing this party needs is more trouble. Look, why don't we all chip in and bail him out? Of course, in order for that to happen, we would have to show our faces to those guards. If you want to chip in and get him out, let's give our money to Tyjet, and have him get the poor Argonian out. It's the safest and most sure-fire way. I'm sick and tired of these delays."

Eiade shifted her weight to one leg, and crossed her arms.

"We can't just risk life-and-limb all the time. What do you say?"

"I wouldn't want the party to end because of this incident, but if they are breaking in that damn jail to bust Has-Big-Axe out, I'm going, if there is a good plan that is.", said Élsúch and turned against Tyjet. "If you've got no good plan, I say we keep going, Has-Big-Axe is tough, he can make it.. I hope."

Tarkél wandered up to Élsúch and grabbed his arm. "They can't blame him for defending himself, can they? I say we keep going, and when we know what to do with the staff, we get him out of there." He pulled Élsúch's arm. "Let's go." Élsúch gave the city a look, and turned around. "He'll make it", he muttered to himself.

"We're.. leaving now, if you want to break him out now and give those damn guards something to punish him for, go ahead.", said Élsúch with a low voice. He walked down the road with Tarkél and then stopped to watch the others.

Eiade looked at Tyjet, then went over to Tarkel, and stood next to him.
"Tyjet, don't do it. Please. It's just too much of a risk!" She looked at him with concern and distress in her eyes.
"It's safer for the guards to hold the staff it an Imperial fortress than it is for us to carry it around."

OOC: hi buddys, mind if I join? (see tavern), got an idea. how about when you arrive at the jail you see dead guards lying around, and me taking the staff with me? This will get some interesting thing don't you think?

"Lets go with Eiade's plan. They never saw my face so I can go bail him out. The only problem is the staff... I hope they give it back. They should but you never know. They might think it's stolen or something." Tyjet walked up to the rest of the group. "We might need a lot of money... How much does everyone have?"

OOC: oh sorry. I meant to back up Tarkel's plan! Oh, and Hir_nesta, we'll leave it up to FishyStick to make the decision, but chances are no. We simply don't have room in our story.

IC:

"I agree with Tarkel, now that I think about it," said Eiade. "Just leave him there, and let the staff rest in the safe possession of the guards. It would save our money, which we always need. And like I said, it is much safer in an Imperial fortress surrounded by countless Legion and cult members than in our hands. Let's continue on our way."

OOC: so i can not join? but...you didn't even answer my request (or aren't you in position to allow me to join?)

OOC:Hir_Nesta, you might have saved my nice plan. If you would like to be a badguy, then I think we could fit you in. I was acctually considering to open up a spot for someone to play a badguy, then you came along. if you could play bad this story, you're in. Answer to this and tell me if you want to be bad.

IC:Élsúch was about to turn around when he saw a shadowy figure run from the city, carrying something in the hand. As he was busy with other things, he didn't care about it that much. "let's go, please. I can't stay here when Has-Big-Axe is down there in the jail, let's leave this damn city, he'll be fine." He turned around and started walking with Tarkél again.

OOC:Come on now, we have to move or we'll be stuck here for the rest of the story.

OOC: I'm tired of waiting all day for someone to respond. Come on, people. Some of you guys need to keep your commitment. And no one-liners. Don't just speak a sentence and end your post. That accomplishes nothing. Notice that Tyjet, FishyStick, Chunky_moose and I all type at least a paragraph every post.

Duriel pulled out 200 septims from his pockets. He seemed very reluctant to give it away.

"Herrre you go, but I would like it payed back if possible."

OOC: hey i wont be on for a while my computers shot. so i should get a new one soonin at least a month.

Ken couldn't take this. "Safer?? In Imperial Guardsmen hands?! You've got to be kidding!!?? I say we go and show them who we are! I've learned never to trust people like that! It's oburdity!! If you're not going, I'll go alone, and finish the task we formed a party to accomplish, on my own. I'll get the staff, and Has-Big-Axe out, and destroy it. You guys can go hide in fear for all I care!"

He turned and began to walk away. He stopped, and turned to the group, "I was portrayed as a criminal almost my whole life. I'm not afraid to be again. I can never trust the Imperial Law. If none of you is willing to come--well... I said it already, I'll go alone."

With that, he slowly started to walk away again.

Eiade called to Ken. "Would you rather the eight (ooc: I may be wrong about that number) break in there and embark on an impossible and foolish mission to somehow get past all the guards and cult members and break out Has-Big-Axe who is behind a complex lock with only one key, and on top of that, find the vault of confiscated items, break into it retrieve the staff and all of the Argonian's armor and items, and somehow make it out alive? And that's not where it ends, oh no. Then we have to trek across miles and miles of ashlands, with one of the most powerful sorcerors in Morrowind on our tails, with just the nine of us doing our best to guard it! Or would you rather have it locked away in a nearly impenitrable Imperial fortress and guarded by dozens of highly trained guards and cult members 24-7? You aren't thinking clearly, Ken! Get yourself together!"

"I can understand everyone's points of view... For one, the staff may be safe there but it isn't impenitrable. I know plenty of theifs that have stolen items and escaped succesfully... The staff will never be safe, unitl it is in our hands being destroyed."

Tyjet turned to Ken, "Charging in is suicide. If we are going to do anything it has to be covert. We need to put our theives to use." Tyjet turned to the rest of the group. "Well, whatever we do, lets decide and everyone must agree. I'm fine either way..."

"My vote is that we go find how to destroy it, then come back for it. Even though the Imperial fort is not impenitrable, it is much safer here than it is in our hands. Plus, that will keep our pockets full of gold, and we won't have to run the huge risk of going in there and trying to sneak Has-Big-Axe out... which I think can't be done in the first place."


OOC: Plus it gives us a reason for Has-Big-Axe to be silent for 3 weeks. The reason I can't think sneaking in can be done: you guys have all been in Imperial forts, right? You know it would be impossible to sneak around and not look suspicious. The only way to sneak is to use someone with illusion and stealth capabilities (that person being me, I don't know if Duriel has illusion). Even then, it's still incredibly dangerous as to how many people are in an Imperial fort and they've seen us before. And Tyjet doesn't use illusion (you don't, do you?).

OOC: Duriel's Illusion is about 40, so he can't do big stuff, just small spells.

"What everrr Eiade wants..." Duriel trailed off, looking tired.

He took a swig of his flask and his ears perked up.

"Hmmmm..."

Ken stopped. He turned to the group. "I have a knack for suicidal situations. But- I'm still alive aren't I? I can't believe you would think that is safe there in thier hands. And a group- not possible thats why I said I'd go alone." He turned away, but did not start to walk again. "I understand our circumstances. It's an enormous risk, but--" he said no more.

OOC:Ok, guys. I will be posting more for about 2 days but probably not as frequently, but I will be leaving either Sunday or Monday to VEGAS OH YA. ::ehem:: So, as you can tell... no computers, no ability to post. I am starting it now, I'm trying to come up with a way to be gone for like 5 days or whatever. We'll continue with the story how it is for the next 2-3 days, but i might only post like once or twice those days because I'm really busy with other stuff, too. So... you know the drill. Just warning you ahead of time!

OOC: Consider me as an evil person for now. people might change, or better: you don't know that they are on your side. (We'll see ^^)

IC:
As the discussion went farther, the farther away was the shady person.
Seraph managed it to kill the Guards carrying the Staff and was now hiding outside the city for the adventurers to pass. But as it seemed he would wait long, so he climbed a tree putting on his Chameleon Ring (50% Constant effect). He looked at
the Ring gladly. "Thanks bro'..." was the last thing he thought before he fell asleep. It was a stressful, long day for him.

OOC:Great, We've got ourselves a badguy(for now, atleast)!

IC:Élsúch slammed his hand into a tree, turned around and watched Ken's back. "If you want to break in a heavily guarded fortress, break Has-Big-Axe out and then smash the chest open to pick up the damn thing without even knowing how to destroy it, then go ahead! What if you can't break Has-Big-Axe out, what if you escape with the staff, but you can't even touch it!"

He wandered closer. "I'm tired of this damn city, so if you are breaking in, possible making it worse for Has-Big-Axe if you fail, then go ahead, as long as you succeed. If you break in and fail now, they will surely put the staff under heavier guarding." Tarkél came up to ÉLSúch, whispered something in his ear, and turned started walking down the road again.

"Now we're leaving for Tel Fyr, anyone who want's to come along to know how to destroy the staff, let's go. For those who will stay and break into a guard fortress to get the staff and Has-Big-Axe, do whatever you wish, as long as you come to Tel Fyr when you're done with it. Just remember that if you get the staff and Has-Big-Axe out of there, you will have a mighty sorcerer following you."

The fact that two guard were murdered in the city came fast to the citizens and by now everyone was on the streets to see what really happened. The party was still near the town so they saw what was going on. They decided to send someone to see what was going on. (OOC: sorry for that but the story has to move on, or do you want to decide for 3 pages what to do? )

Eiade without hestiation trotted up to walk next to Tarkel. She wanted to get moving. The sun was beginning to creep towards the horizon, and nighttime would befall them soon. She had already said to the party what she wanted to say, and it was up to them now. Although she couldn't understand Ken's reasoning, she decided to let it go. There was simply nothing about his plan was making sense to her. Besides, she didn't really mind walking next to Tarkel for a while....


OOC: Won't having bad guys mean PvP combat eventually?

OCC: @Eiade: maybe ^^
Edit: wasn't important...

OOC:im sorry for not posting for a while, but my internet went down. I had no way to inform you all, sorry.

IC: Sorrion had kept to the back of the group this entire time, but he was still thinking. After there little escapade in the city, it probably wasnt a good idea to go back, but from what these people are saying, then we could at least have Duriel or that acrobat go take a peak.
"Why dont you just go check it out. We arent very far from the city as is. You could be in and out in five minutes. What could happen". He told the group.
"But, I do agree that we should head to Tel Fyr to find out how to destroy that bloody staff".
Sorrion walked to where Eiade had started, and followed the few who had decided to trek to Tel Fyr.

"Well, I'll got to Tel Fyr too... We don't have the ability to get in there anyway..."

Tyjet started walking with the Tel Fyr group...

Two dark elves in black robes walked into the Ghostgate and headed to the bottom fllor. They walked into the open area and entered the armour store on the east wall.

"Hello, how may I help you?" asked the armourer.

The elf on the right stuck hind hand out and a fireball jumped from it and hit the armourer, completely incenerating him. The other elf locked the door and walked to the shelfs.

"See, that was easy, and now we have 2 free full sets of glass armour." said Arodom.

"Yeah, but we should probably be leaving quickly." replied Katar.

The two elves had finished grabbing all the armour when the door was broken down. The guard heard one of the elfs mutter two quick words, and they dissapeared.

"I'm glad you decided to join us", said Tarkél to Eiade and smiled. "Though I do hope that the rest will listen to their sences and come with us, it feels bad to leave them here.." Élsúch had stopped a few feet in front of them and was now looking up and down the road. "We'll move for another ten minutes, then make up camp for the night. I hope you people haven't got anything against sleeping on the ground."

A big grin spread on Tarkél's face and he watched Élsúch. "Great, a night under the stars", he said. "Atleast the company is much better then the last time I did it."

Duriel's ears had heard a fight in Gnissis and hesitated. He quickly dissmissed it as he ran toward the direction that Eiade and the others had gone.

He caught up to them quickly and saw them setting up camp.

"Do we have anything to eat or do I need to go hunting?

Ken turned and watched everyone who started to go the other way. He looked away and began to walk towards the the direction of the fort. "It's been great, good luck to them going nowhere." He was walking along when he stopped. He noticed two guards- dead. He didn't know how it happened, but decided not to find out. He had a mission, and would complete it. Alone, apparently.

He didn't mind.

OOC: I accidently double posted, my bad sorry. Please delete it if you can.

Ken snuck towards the stairs leading to the dungeon where the prisoners were being held when he heard loud voices from outside the fort. "I'm telling you, the guy came in, killed them, took some staff, and left!" Ken opened the dungeon door, snuck a few steps down the stairs, and stood there, watching the scene through a small hole in the door.

The main door slammed open, and in came three guards, followed by the same captain that had hunted the party earlier. "So, what did he take then?" asked the captain and watched the room. "I told you, some staff that came with that argonian. He only picked the staff up, then left."

The captain took a few steps towards the dungeon door. "I think it's time that we pay a visit to the prisoner, don't you think?" One of the guards looked at him and asked: "The redguard?" The captain hit his less intelligent soldier on the head. "No, you idiot, the argonian." They all started to walk against Ken's hiding place.

The group had made it to the camping spot. Sorrion set up his own blanket/cloak under a large oak tree. It had deep roots and seemed very old. He settled between two huge roots at the base of the tree and he at a few roots that he new to be quite tasty. He saw some sort of glare, it must have been the sun. Oh well. Time for a night of sleep and hopefully we can suceed in making the trip quickly in the following days. If nothing happens of course.

OOC: I guess we've arrived at the campsite.

IC:

When they arrived at their site, Eiade began collected sticks and logs for firewood. Once she had a moderate amount, she placed them in a pyramid, and, using her natural wood elf survival skills, lit a fire using two rocks. She then sat down against a tree, and warmed her hands.

OOC: @Evilsincarnation: Why do you need armor if weapons disintegrate upon striking you?

Seraph woke up. The smell of fire and smoke came into his nose. He looked around and became aware of some People sitting around a fire not far from his tree. "Still far enough" he thought by himself.
He fumbled around. "Here it is..." he said to himself. The staff was wrapped in cloth. Seraph unwrapped the Staff and laid it in his hands; nothing happened.
While he was taking a good look at it he mumbled to himself: "Mmh fine work...I surpassed myself indeed...it's been a long time...". During his discursiveness he felt how his stomach revoluted against him. "Well, let's see what the others have to offer..." And so he waited for the party to sleep...

Tarkél had wandered off into the forest when they arrived, but when he saw the light from the fire, he came to sit next to Eiade. The sun was only a small thread of light near the horizon, and it was getting pretty cold outside, though the campfire offered some light and warmth(right?). "Bloody cold out in the forest these days", said Tarkél and rubbed his hands in front of the campfire.

"Do you travel much?", he asked Eiade. Élsúch was laying(laying, lying, whatever) on the ground near the fire, with his cape under his head. He had his bow and five long, white arrows laying(again damnit) next to him, one hand on the bowstring.

"Hmm... The only travelling I do is between towns. I don't go on many adventures like this. If I'm not being paid as an entertainer for a bar, I'm doing odd jobs and small missions for people. It's not exactly the jackpot in cash, but I like what I do."

Eiade saw something in the field across the path from them with her keen bosmer eyes.
"Excuse me for a second, Tarkel."
She got up, and ventured into the large clearing, spotted with wildflowers and tall weeds. She saw a large black shape in the middle of the field. It was undistinguishable in the dark as to what it was, until she walked up to it. It was a dead shalk, those huge beetles. Idea. She pulled out a throwing dagger and began cutting away around the thing's shell. Eventually she pulled the hard shell off of the insect. She had seen in many taverns that the native dunmer used these things to cook on. They were beetles from the ashlands, and they were extremely resistant to fire, so their shells made excellent pans. She trotted back to the camp with it.

Eiade placed the shell over the fire, and poured water into the pan. Once it was simmering, she used her throwing knife once again to cut up pieces of hound meat and toss them in. She also added saltrice and slices of scuttle. The stew began to develop a good smell that roused everyone's taste buds. She added much more saltrice, which thickened the stew into more of a paste (remember there's not that much water in it) with chunks of meat. She added diced bittergreen petals, and began to stir it with a stick. She then sat down next to Tarkel once again to let it simmer for a while.

"You guys must be hungry," she said. "We haven't eaten since this morning after the battle with Luthin."

While she was waiting, she pulled out the kresh fiber that she had been collecting on the way the Gnisis, and began weaving the strands into a braid.

"So... where do you live?" She asked Tarkel.


OOC: I think everyone in the campfire right now should feel free to talk to eachother and be merry. This is a time to allow for some good role-playing and character interaction, as well as everyone finally getting to know eachother.

OOC: @Eiade I thought Bittergreen was poisen. Correct me if I'm wrong.

Duriel took this time to get a little rest, he had been jumping around for a while without sleep.

He started to dream...

Duriel was running with a large sack of gold in his claws. Several guards were chasing him.

"Catch that dirty thief" They yelled after him.

He ducked into a dark corner and the guards ran by, thinking he had gone around the next corner. Just then someone struck him in the back of the head. He looked up from the ground to see who his attacker was. It was a tough looking Dark Elf, someone he did not want to fight.

"If you know what's good for you, you will quit the puny Thieves Guild and come join the Hllalu. We will give you three days to think about it. You will join or run for the rest of your life. Your choice."

With that the Dark Elf kicked Duriel in the skull and Duriel blacked out.

OOC: Glass has a high enchant rate, thus making it a good thing to enchanct to protect from magica. Thats why we need armour. Plus, its till hurst to get by a sharp object.

The two elves appeared ina forest on the southern side of Vvardenfel and sat down in the camp they had constructed before they went to Ald-rhun.

"So, how are we planning on finding this staff, these people could be anywhere on the planet." said Katar.

"I know how we can find them." replied Arodom as he laughed quietly.

Tarkél watched the food with empty eyes for a few seconds, then turned towards Eiade again. "I did live in the forest where you found us, in a huge city, built on ancient trees, it was an odd place, but it was home.." Tarkél turned away and looked right into the dark forest. "I don't think the city had a real name, but it was the most wonderful city one could imagine. Green huts built in high trees, long wooden bridges going from tree to tree.. it was wonderful."

He turned to Eiade again. "What happened then?", she asked him. Tarkél looked deep into her eyes for about ten seconds before he answered. "Two nights, this mage, necromancer actually, came to the city followed by nine men wearing black capes with hoods. One of the guards asked him what he wanted. The necroamncer turned to him, pulled out a red jewel of some sort, then the guard started to burn. it was horrible, the man and his nine henchmen slaughtered almost the entiry city before the night was over."

Tarkél turned against the campfire as he continued. "Seven of us survived that night, seven of almost six hundred. We fled into the forest surrounding the city and Élsúch started to lead us towards the point where you found us. Two of our companions died the following night, slayed by one of the cloaked men. The night before we met you, two others were slayed, and.. well, you all saw what happened to lamtár.." Tarkél turned to Eiade once again, this time he was trying to look unbothered about the whole story. "Where do you live then?"

Suddenly, Élsúch jumped to his feet, looked into the forest and then walked to Duriel. "Duriel, wake up.. wake up damnit!", he woke the sleeping khajit. "Can you hear something? I think the staff is around here somewhere." Duriel listened carefully, then nodded(right?). "Damnit, I knew it!", shouted Élsúch and ran into the forest.

OOC: I don't think bittergreen is poisonous. In the Morag Tong quest, you are given treated bittergreen petals. Those surely are poisonous. If it was poisonous, its first effect would be harmful right? But the first effect is restore intelligence.

IC:

Eiade perked up upon Elsuch's episode.
"We will continue this conversation later. Now follow Elsuch with me. Tell me of a better way to search a forest than with three wood elves."
She got up and immediately followed Elsuch into the woods. She cast Shadowweave on herself with her ring, giving her chameleon and sanctuary. Upon reaching the edge of the woods, she skillfully jumped and climbed into a tree, and travelled through the forest by means of the trees, using her adept acrobatic skills to jump and climb from tree to tree and survey the grounds below.

Tyjet was alarmed by the whole situation and sprung up to see what was going on. He decided not to follow everyone and just wait... he sat down and cautiously watched all the area around him. He could hold of maybe a few people if he had to but he was in no mood to rush into battle. He simple sat waited for them to return.

Tarkél quickly ran after his two bosmer friends into the forest. he could hear Élsúch running in front of him and low sounds of Eiade jumping from the trees. "Wow, she's good", he thought to himself(thought?thatught?whatever.) and hurried to catch up. Suddenly, the Élsúch and Eiade stpped, so Tarkél stopped to. "Eiade, tell me if you can see anything strange in here, I'm sure that the staff is here somewhere.", he heard Élsúch whisper.

soft sounds told Tarkél that Eiade had jumped up a tree to scout ahead. "Nothing", she whispered. Élsúch moved a little to the right, jumped up a tree himself, then jumped down. tarkél had noticed a movement to his left, it looked like something was sitting in a tree. Tarkél made a sound, it sounded somewhat like a bird, Élsúch turned around, and Tarkél pointed towards the tree.

Eiade jumped down next to Tarkél, making almost no sound at all. "There's someone sitting in the tree", he whispered and pointed. Élsúch loaded an arrow and let it go. It went flying through the night, and it hit the tree. The person sitting there moved a bit, but not much. "I knew it", whispered Élsúch and moved a bit closer.

Ken remained perfectly silent, as to not alarm the guards walking away. Arrgh... I should have taken some one those inivisible encahnments rings from Gnisis... wait, a staff?? They said he stole a staff?? That could be- no way... it can't. But... I have to find it. Theres no way around here without being caught. Hmm... there must be an easy way around these gaurds... When he could see no guards, he rushed down. If the staff was really stolen....

Ken ran down the stairs towards the dungeon. When he got to the bottom, he turned around a corner and ran straight into a guard. They both fell, watched eachother, obviously amazed to see eachother, and then jumped to their feet. The guard opened his mouth to scream, but Ken was to fast. He punched him right on the jaw, bending it in a strange angle.

Ken kept running, hoping to find Has-Big-Axe somewhere. He heard the door to the stairs slam open, then he heard steps. He rushed as fast as possible to find the cell where has-Big-Axe was being held. Ken rounded another corner and then rammed a door with his shoulder. It cracked a little, but was locked from the other side, so he took a step back, and kicked the door open.

"What the hell is going on?", asked the confused guard sitting inside. "Hey! You're one of those.. argh!", he screamed when ken punched him to. This was sure to call for the guards attention, but he had to save Has-Big-Axe.

OOC:Sorry if I made your character a little.. um.. un sneaky, but the thing is, you can't save him until he is back from his vaccation. And um, they were walking towards the door you were hiding behind, if my post was a bit unclear.

Seraph watched the scene closely and realized he was in danger.
He had to react fast: he slipped down the tree to search some branches and leaves. Quickly after finding it he rushed up the tree and with the Cloth the staff was wrapped in and the stuff he found on the ground he improvised a replication of himself. "Quick now..." he thought, and as he finished and jumped on another tree, an arrow came flying towards the other tree. It was time to move...

With the help of the ring and his luck he rushed to the camp the party set up that night. He saw that some were sleeping and a Breton looking disgusted at the preparated meal. ( ) Some seconds later he was knocked unconscious from the back.

The dark elb grabbed some food and found some interesting looking potions in a bosmers supersized bag.

Than as quickly as he came he ran off into the night searching for a better resting place...

(Sorry for doing that, but i don't think it's already the time to reveal my secrets to you (if you don't mind... ))

EDIT by Hir_Nesta: THIS POST IS NOT VALID

OOC:

Rule number 1 of role-playing:

Actions like the one you just took are not yours to decide whether or not they succeed. Plus there were 3 Valenwood-native wood elves watching your tree intently. You do not decide whether or not you are successful in sneaking up on a fire-lit camp. On top of that, the Breton was cautiously watching his surroundings (as specifically stated in his post). FishyStick, do something. I don't know if I'm wrong or right, but I don't think that this was a just action.

OOC: Haha... don't worry my character isn't sneaky anyways. And ya, sorry.. guess I didn't read it right.

IC: Ken looked at the guard he had just rendered unconsious(sp?). "I am an idiot aren't I. I could've taken a different approach." He heard running from the hall. He ran without another thought. A guard came from his front now. "Damnit, surrounded!" He looked around. What to do....

"Halt! This is no place for you!" yelled the guards. "wait, your from that group at the tradehouse..."

"He must be trying to break out his Argonian friend! Get him!" Ken looked in front, the back. Well, Ken, what now?

Suddenly, another guard came walking in, an Imperial. His face seemed strangely familiar to Ken. "Putdown you weapons guards, I have this one... Ken Ralliman, I presume. That is your name right? Or is it.. Mr. Rada gro- Daigrosh?"

Ken glared at the Imperial. Suddenly his eyes widened in realization. The guard was the captian of the guards who had chased him before he went to Morrowind. "W-what are you doing here in Gnisis...Vvardenfell? Did you miss me, so you came to find me?"

The Imperial laughed. "I am here on important Imperial Law business. In fact, I just arrived on ship here in Gnisis. And it seems, just on time. Well, Rada, caught in the act now, are you still going to plead innocent?"

Ken glared, he could do nothing. He looked around himself. "Well, you got me at last, Captain, are you proud of yourself?"

The Imperial glared at Ken. He bashed him in the head with his sword handle. "Take him to the lower cells! We will discuss his punishment later! With that, one guard grabbed Ken, and the other started to remove all of his weapons and other available evidence of crime. The Imperial Guard walked away without saying anymore.

Rada gro-Darigrosh cannot fail. Especially to lawlovers like that Imperial. I will get out, and I will get my revenge. I just hope... Has-Big-Axe can get out. Ken's eyes flared with anger. He thought now that, maybe, he had lost at last.

OOC: Sorry for the long post, but I had to sum it up, I'm leaving tommorow and This will be my last post for today, so: adios all! I won't miss you! jp

-SamOrcKen out for now.

OOC:Dude, seriously, dude. I don't know if you're an über acrobat or an über soldat or whatever, but dude, seriously. escaping the eyes of three woodelves in a forest, then knocking down a breton who is alerted without even making a sound, after that, grabbing food and stuff from a bag before escaping.. uncool dude. I mean, wouldn't atleast one of the elves go back if they saw the thing they were watching jump around, wouldn't they?

It seems that you are very über and stuff, since you are obviously unaffected by the most powerfull staff in the whole bloody world, but seriously.. please, I beg you to change your actions a bit, this is almos, ALMOST, powerposing. Please, change your actions a bit.. and oh, btw, Duriel was awake, the cat, you know? didn't he notice it? Please dude..

OOC: due to my character being by the fire as well, why dont i just crack his skull. He can be knocked out. And since my guy has never seen the staff he wont have a clue what he has done.

IC: Sorrion saw a person rushing towards the camp. They didnt carry themselves like the usual wood elf, so Sorrion decided to feign sleeping until he could get a glimpse of this mysterious creature. As the person steped into the light, he could tell it was a dark elf of some sort. They knocked out his fellow member, the Breton, and they started to rumage through the others belongings. Sorrion signaled to Duriel that he was going to take this theif out. As the Dark elf started to run off into the night, Sorrion lept out of his sleeping position and beat the Dark elf down with the butt of his sword.

OOC: I followed what Hir_nesta said, but i did it in a way that allowed us to not be such fools and for him to not be so great and almost powerposing. If this isnt up to par, just tell me and ill edit my post.

OOC: @Eiade I thought they poisen because of the Raven Rock quest. Sorry.