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Vlynt's Dragon reared from the Air-Bending type of magic used by the Crystaline Dancers. The commotion broke a small argument between some members of the Chestnut Tang and the Blood Orchids of Sithis, who decided to come to the source of the headache-causing drama unfolding in the center of the town.

Thieves could make use of the distraction to begin picking pockets. While some of the Assassins were preparing No-Kill stun poisons to help aid in calming down the crowd. The leaders of Portalis, composed of the members of the orginal team responsible for killing Fina and breaking Wuthrad into shards, were begining to come out of their meeting in town hall.

Ithu-Riel danced with all her skill, it took all of her concentration to help her sisters. She made her movements match the liquid movements of her guild-sisters. What is this thing? A daedra? She thought to herself.

Aethir eyed the Chestnut Tang members, his hand resting on the hilt of his iron sword; having so many people all about him made him nervous.

Tarot sat on a nearby low roof of a building, getting an aerial view of the spider woman. His legs dangled over the edge. The eighteen year old boy took off his dirty flat cap, letting his thick brown curls spill out past his ears, and dabbed the sweat off his forehead. Once he placed the cap back on his head he absently took his tarot deck out and drew a card at random. He didn't know how the game was played, but he memorized each card and its meaning. Tarot always believed that there was something... mystical about those cards, one of the only things that his mother told him belonged to his father, his noble father that never visited, not even once.

Tarot glanced down at the card. The Tower. He looked up grimly at the otherworldly figure with a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. The Tower stood for catastrophe.

What Tarot had also noticed when he reached into his pocket for the cards was an empty coinpurse. In a swift leap, he was on the ground, sneaking towards a rather large woman in bright clothing, intending to steal whatever money she had on her.

Vlynt grew angry, "Your magic is annoying my dragon, stop it!" He drew his blade, "Move now," he said to the crowd, brandishing it at them. He tried to move closer to the source.

Ithu-Riel ignored the protest, she was lost to the dance and only concerned herself with the magic she weaved. The rhythmic flow of magic in combination with her sisters silenced any kind of noise to her. She felt the wind on her skin and danced the zephyr through her movements, feeling at one with the elements.

Aethir looked over his shoulder at the Dragon-Riders and scoffed. "Good luck with that," he muttered before turning back to the problem at hand; The Chestnut Tang.

Vlynt shot magicka into the air, "I said move!" He swung his in the air, trying to clear the crowd, he cared little for these people. "Anyone whoever continues to stand in my way, will feel the wraith of a Dragonrider."

Hearing magicka fired didn't mix well with Aethir's already nervous state, and he found himself holding his bow with an arrow nocked.

Vlynt moved as many of the crowd as he could, he than came close to a woman, which he threw to his side. "Wretch is lucky that I did not kill her." He moved even closer to the spider-woman.

The spider woman thing just stood there. Looking very frightened, she licked her sharp fangs, and scratched her back with one of her four arms. She looked up, left, and right, as if she was looking for something. She seemed to be sweating heavily, as she gave up. Her large mass and indescribably fear led her to sit down right where she was.

Aethir

Chausa, a Scythe-Wielding Blood Orchid Venusian Sister, shook her head 'No' at Aethir and instead motioned him to look at the approaching Portalis leaders, 'The Portal's Circle' wearing their distinct Mithril masks and Indigo robes to hide their identities. Now wouldn't be a good time for any sort of violent encounter with any rival or rival guild.
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Tarot

The Woman happened to be a passing noble who brought her young son to Portalis. They had come to look for special and rare trinkets for her mansion up on the Vampire's Tier, as well as Garlic and Silver. She had a nice fat coinpurse that contained several rare and flawless gems on top of a nice sum of Septims.
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Ithu-Riel

Ithu-Riel was encouraged to take a rest as she happens to be one of the newer members and mustn't strain herself after only being trained in one element of Air. One of her guild brothers, an Altmer by the name of Yarenzel, bowed to her signalling he would take over to allow her a water break.

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Vlynt

At the approach of master Druids in Dragon form and the Snake-like Dragons of Akavir, many of the Dragon-Riders Dragons began to settle down and back up. A fellow Kynemer by the name of Ausin La'ven flew wingless by him taking in count of all Dragonriders there and who were the most rambuncious.

When she saw Vlynt using his magic she used a Druidic spell to cause large vines to grow from the ground and wrap Vlynt's hands together so he couldn't continue casting magic to the crowd. They also bound his feet.

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Drimertia

Lin-Yin was currently working with a small group of strong men and women trying to get the Spider-Lady up. They needed to take her from the growing crowd. Drimertia noticed one of the Portal's Circle members step in front of her followed by the rest. The crowd, respectfully, began to give space and room.

"Hey don't teach me, if you don't want me to use it. Now release me! You of all people should know nature can not hold me." Vlynt grew angry. "Besides, I cleared the way. Why do you care, these people disrespect us, I say we teach them otherwise."

Aethir nodded and returned his bow to its place on his back. He then turned and paid attention to the commotion among the crowd.

Ithu-Riel sighed in relief and was more seriously drained than she had realized. Being a novice she was not only unskilled at doing the magic, she was also unskilled in not using too much of the magic. She could not tell when she was draining herself too much. This was her biggest weakness.

She bowed in thanks and went to partake in the cool water. She hoped it was as refreshing as she needed it to be.

Dazed, confused, and hungry, Drimertia complied with the group, trying her best to move her large hairy legs in time with the aids.

Vlynt grew angry and try to leave the vines, struggling. Change form, become ethernal, leave Mundas. Something, but I will not let this woman best me.

Vlynt

'You must learn Restraint, young one.' Came a voice every Druid and Druidic Ranger could hear. This is the voice of Sister Willow, the leader of the Druidic tier and who can communicate with all of Zeyelden's Druids and Rangers through telepathic thought. 'Though your anger and frustration is understandable, a Druid must learn patience and to not indulge in ones power for personal gain.'

The vines loosened, but his anger prevented him from taking any real shape.
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Aethir

Even Chestnut Tang members have respect for the Portal's Circle members who once Answered to the Queen but now are Independant of her Rule. They are old and wise and very cunning. Aethir could see a nervous newcomer to the Chestnut Tang guild, she was fiddling with her iron daggers and wore her hood up so it was difficult to see what race she was.

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Ithu-Riel

Ithu-Riel found the water to be cold, refreshing and energizing. Although she felt some energy returned to her, it was wise to give herself a rest.

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Drimertia

As the Portal's Circle members calmed the crowd, they allowed 2 Kothringi through carrying some kind of strange new invention and 1 Medusan Serphantine carrying a platter full of food. The Food had a mix of cooked and uncooked meat, several kinds of cheeses, vegetables, as well as Jugs of Water Milk and Blood. They were trying to figure out what she ate to give a basis for the race.

The Kothringi invention was some kind of hovercraft lift that went under Drimertia's heavy body and lifted her up. It helped to displace and support her weight. It was also big, and didn't yet have any steering. The Kothringi were using it to help Lin-Yin bring Drimertia to Andralsaliah, where they would give her rest and partially study her to see if she could interact with the populance without causing havok or killing indiscrminatly, a standard practice. If need be they would help her locate lodging and work.

Tarot walked casually behind the lady for a bit, then crouched low and attempted to snatch her purse.

Vlynt felt terrible, I am sorry, Sister. Of course I am a Druid first. Damn, my arm hurts He stood still, the combination of failing at changing and the vines stung. He walked a little closer to see what this Spider-
women actually was.

The Norak quickly devoured all the meat with her four hands, getting juices on the sides of her mouth. She took four jugs of milk and chugged them all down, not spilling or splattering a single drop.

She put two hands on her stomach, and the other two continued to shovel food into her mouth. She left nothing except for the platter, jugs, and a burp.

Aethir moved closer to the girl. "You should probably put those away," he said quietly, nodding at her daggers.

Ithu-Riel stood a distance away with the cool water trying to observe the more skilled dancers as they worked the elements. The grace at which they moved was breathtaking, she could watch them for hours. She took another sip of the cool water, its cold fingers moved through her body leaving her rested but still weakened.

Vlynt grew restless and tried to move into the air, he did not get far before coming back down. "What was that..." he said aloud. "A spider lady? I guess the rumors were true."

Lucian had a concealed shuriken in the palm of his hands.
He didn't care for the petty arguments- but one thing he did care for was himself.
And he needed blood.
To take his mind off the hunger he decided to go see the museum, the museum that reminded him of his curse free days.