The Ring of Fire

[POMC S117]

If Severio were to glance up, he may have noticed Andronus glaring at him from afar.

[Velvet LeChance]

Severio spent five minutes using his whetstone to sharpen his blade before finishing and looking up to find something else to do in the camp. It was only then that he noticed the black haired Imperial glaring at him from across the camp.

"Problem ?" He asked in a disinterested voice before putting his steel longsword back into it's scabbard and standing up.

[Deandra]

Llythanda saw Valeronicia in the middle of the street as she was running to the guild hall.

[JVElEven]

Spoiler:

Good thing we didn't meet.

Valeronicia was rather preoccupied with looking at a dragonfly flying around her head.

[Br3admax]

Spoiler:

Found my sheet-
User name:Br3admax
Character name:Mordyn Treomsly
Race:Breton
Sex:Male
Physical description:Average build, short black hair
Personality:quiet(An obvious first for me), he speaks little, but when his voice is needed, he is glad to give it. He is only seen out going to those he trust, a very short list of individuals. Most of which are dead now.
2 magic skills:Destruction and Alteration
1 other skill:Blade
Equipment:Steel sword, black shirt, black pants, black boots, black gloves, black mages hood.(I'm going for as depressing as possible.)
Background:Both of Mordyn's parents, also Bretons(in case you wondered), were in the Mage's Guild. To their delight, he also joined. Mordyn always had an easy time with destruction, especially the use of lightning He was often found in practice with lightning spells, although he never commented on it. For the most part he stuck to guild laws. He only stayed for the occasional lecture and never dabbled outside of the usual. Sort of a teacher's pet, he was the first to come, the last to leave, and always held the answer for questions.He became a necromancer when he lost his pet dog, named Phillip(because I'm weird). One day, a wolf came from the forest and attacked him. Phillip died a few days after. Mordyn was unable to save his dog, how was buried in an old well, but he became reclusive in his practice. He studied for many years to achieve some skill at it, hoping one day to bring back his best friend.

Mordyn sipped at his second glass of wine. He looked around, "Will you speak?" He wanted to know why they had brought him here.

[POMC S117]

Andronus spat on the grass and gave Severio one last look of contempt before glancing away.

[Deandra]

Spoiler:

You both rode to Skingrad together

[Avron the S'wit]

None too unfamiliar with Skingrad's less mentally capable inhabits and much too preoccupied, Llythanda gave Valeronicia no proper regard and continued on.

Spoiler:

We're so anti-climatic, JV.

[Velvet LeChance]

Severio watched the Imperial, wondering what his problem was before turning away and walking back into the centre of the camp. Made an enemy already..

[JVElEven]

Spoiler:

Waaaait.... We DID meet... We went to town together...

Valeronicia looked up as Llythanda passed, hoping to find some other oddity to note.

However, when she saw the Dunmer, she nearly dropped her inkwell.

I thought she was with Alandier? How come she's not dead? If she tattletales, I'll never get famous! And neither will Curio, or Therus!

She scuffled to her feet, and followed after the Dunmer at a safe distance.

[The-Shadow-One]

Tedrin looked down nervously. He stayed silent. Please don't tell mother kept going though his face ad his facial expressions.

[Avron the S'wit]

Llythanda continued on. She did not quite seem the conflicting bundle of emotions she was inside, except for her unsteady gaze and racing heart. She walked with firm, determined steps, held her pointed chin high, and heard, somewhere beneath her troubled thoughts, the faint echo of her boots against the cobblestones.

Eventually, though, she gave pause, slowing her steps to a thoughtful stop. It was not just the horrible memories wading through her mind; Llythanda was raw, bitter, and oversensitive to the world about her. She lifted her hands to her hair and started to free it into a loose but more organized mess, least someone see her, combing it through with her fingers.

And then, just to be safe, she turned and looked at the path behind her, putting one hand on the sword at her side.

[Br3admax]

Mordyn finished his wine and stood. He walked over and looked out a window.

[JVElEven]

Valeronicia, meanwhile, was walking in her direction a bit down the street, gnawing on a sweetroll she had bought from a street vendor, looking at Llythanda from time to time, before turning back to her notes and to the sweetroll.

[Deandra]

Two Sisters Lodge
An Imperial waitress brought Tedrin a glass of water. "We also have lemonade or tea, if you prefer those," the waitress offered kindly. Simande also ordered appetizers along with a basket of bread. When Mordyn got up to walk to the window, Simande ignored him and decided to talk to just Tedrin.

"I don't know if the news has made it to Skingrad, but the Mages Guild has officially declared a ban on necromancy, and not only will practitioners be banned from membership, but the guild will forbid any sort of interaction with necromancers. That means no spell training, no access to guild libraries, no enchanting services, no purchasing alchemy supplies from a guild member, and no chance to study at the Arcane University. I don't know what your plans for the future are, but whether or not you planned to be a guild member or not, this will have a huge impact on your ability to study magic. I saw what you did in the crypt--you're young, but you're remarkably talented. It would be such a pity for that talent to go to waste for petty political reasons," Simande explained.

Andaril slowly sipped his wine because, being fortified, it was much stronger than other wines.

The waitress returned with the bread and the appetizers, a large platter decorated with thin slices of various cheeses, cold cuts, and a bowl of cured olives and caper berries.

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Drelesa's house
Brandrel looked slightly worried. "What's going on?" he asked.

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Fighters' camp
Merilia managed to tear her eyes from Andreo's handsome face to glance at his sword. "It got warmer? Maybe it's some kind of fire enchantment?" she suggested with a shrug of her shoulders.

Spoiler:

Or maybe Kynareth just got annoyed at Alandier

[The-Shadow-One]

Tedrin sipped his water. "Thank you." He said at the compliment. "I can hide my necromantic power.." He offered. "I mean.. I only got into it after Cuz sent me a book on it.."

[Br3admax]

Mordyn eye's widened, "The Guild?" He walked over to eat some of the bread((Because I can't resist)). He said nothing more, not wanting to miss the conversation.

[Musicman247]

Alandier channeled the lightning into Brandrel's head, guiding it through one small spot on his brow, hoping to kill him by frying his brain.

[Deandra]

Two Sisters Lodge
Andaril helped himself to a paper-thin slice of ham, which he rolled up and began to munch on.

"Cuz? Your cousin? Who is that?" Simande asked. Being as old and renowned as she was, the Altmer was familiar with many of Cyrodiil's necromancers.

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Drelesa's house
Brandrel's mind was instantly destroyed, and he flopped onto the ground, his eyes open and staring, and his hair standing out on end.

[The-Shadow-One]

"Tireace Eomante.." Tedrin muttered grinned. "Some say I look a bit like her!" He then took some bread, keeping an eye on Simande's reaction. "Is she with you?"

[Musicman247]

Spoiler:

Alandier's kill count: 6

Alandier smiled as his spell did exactly what he had hoped. "And now what does your friend plan on doing with him?" he asked Drelesa, being able to guess quite easily, but where was the fun in that?

[Deandra]

Andaril nearly choked on his ham.

"Oh, no, I am so sorry," Simande said sadly. "She was, but then she was murdered by a group of fighters who attacked us, unprovoked. She was trying to fight goblins, and for no discernible reason, we were ambushed by people shooting arrows and bolts at us, and attacking us with swords and warhammers. Andaril tried his best to heal her, but we were simply outnumbered." Simande hung her head in sorrow. "She had a fierce spirit. It was a terrible loss."

[Br3admax]

Mordyn continued to eat the bread, "I'm sorry, Kid..." He thought of his own friends killed. He looked over at Simande, "You have a plan? The Arcane University supplies most of my research."

[The-Shadow-One]

Tedrin shook his head. "she was killed..? In cold blood?" he frowned. "why.. Why.." he looked at Mordyn and tried to pull the bread from his mouth, using telekinesis.

[Br3admax]

Mordyn grabbed onto the bread, "Hey, Kid! How many times do I have to tell you, don't touch the bread." He looked at Tedrin, "I'll help you get them."