Tamrielic Adventures: Vol. 2

[MARS]

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I thought what Velvet was thinking. I thought you were going to cast it yourself. If you do so now, it will probably save Raylis' life.

[CBR JGWRR]

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Krosis...

Sinyail cast the disintergrate wepon spell, rendering the orc's sword useless.

"We aren't the enemy, orc. This woman is." He gestured at Gudrun.

[JVElEven]

"Who's e'e'y with who' 'ow?" Alindrel asked, attempting to make herself understandable with generous amounts of completely nonsensical gesturings.

[Ebony Dragon]

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I swear, if I don't get this right, I might bludgeon pidgeon, or something like that.
EDIT: Thank Alarra.

As Shakh took a swing, his Greatsword turned to ash in his hands. "What the-" Shakh was astonished.
Throughout all of his adventures in the Rift, and throughout Skyrim as an Agent of Mara, he had never seen someone's weapon reduce to ash. He remembered how much he worked for that. Acquiring it from a Deathlord, fighting through many Draugr and a mage to get the enchantment, only to have it turn to dust.
The Altmer mentioned that Gudrun is the enemy.
"Well, as you can see, I'm currently out of a weapon. I'd be glad to listen to how this is possible later, but you owe me a Greatsword!" Shakh was angry. "Gudrun may be an enemy to you, but she didn't completely disarm me on sight. You better start explaining... And you better do it fast!"

[Alarra]

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You did it again, Ebony. xD Sinyail is the Altmer who disintegrated the sword and said that Gudrun is the enemy. Raylis is the Dunmer that elbowed Gudrun and untied Llela.

[CBR JGWRR]

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That.^

Sinyail rested his hands by his side before addressing the orc.

"Believe me, if we wanted you dead you would be dead. Your weapon can be replaced, your life can't. At least your still moving, my other option was paralyzing you, but that would have left the sword on it's rather fateful downwards path."

[MARS]

"You weren't about to strike Gudrun dead, so I imagine she had less reason to disarm you," Raylis snapped, as he retreated a few steps, pulling Llela with him.

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Waiting on Eltee to show up and resume posting.

[The SheoDovah]

Psyfalia continued to cry out in pain as she clutched her broken arm. The pain was overwhelming her which resulted in her being a potentially easy target.

[MARS]

Outside the guardhouse

"Woah, that's some lungs!" Sethesi said, pointing at Psyfalia. "Maybe you should give her a bit of what you gave me? There seem to be a bunch of wounded people...you should all get patched up."

[The SheoDovah]

"I can't! It hurts too much!" Psyfalia cried out to Sethesi as she continued crying out in pain. Tears were flowing down her cheeks due to the sheer amount of pain she was in.

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EDIT:corrected sentence structure.

[Per]

Somewhere out in the mud, not too far from the guardhouse

Per suddenly felt some strength return to his limbs. He sat up, and tried to get rid of some of the mud that was stinging in his eyes. His body was drenched in muck from top to toe. He grunted, and spat on the ground in front of him.

"'Least I'm not wearing any armor that needs cleaning later," he grumbled to himself as he looked around. Arellius was nowhere to be seen, but he hadn't run as far away from the guardhouse as it'd felt. His axe was missing, but he began stumbling towards the group of adventurers regardless.

[MARS]

Outside the guardhouse

"Ooooh, one of them's coming back!" Sethesi exclaimed, pointing at Per. "He doesn't look too good. Maybe he wants to surrender."

[Velvet LeChance]

Arellius Afer III

Arellius, crouched low the whole time as the aid in avoiding detection, slowly creeped up the brick stairs by Dresele's and onto her roof. The short journey had gone mostly without mishap - Katien's screaming form sprinting by had been ignored and she in her frenzied panic had similarly ignored him - and despite his barely mediocre sneaking skills he made it to where he wanted to be. He grinned, broadly.

From the rooftops he had a good view of the group and, more importantly, the guardhouse entrance but not its going ons inside, unfortunately. However, one figure had snatched his attention entirely; Per. The man was staggering towards the survivors, weaponless and clearly quite disoriented. Arellius could only watch and wait, speechless and, strangely, now slightly worried.

Being trapped in a town full of enemies was not an appealing prospect.

[Wardo235]

'What in Azura's name happened?' Fornar asked as the fight seemed to stop.

[CBR JGWRR]

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How many sailors are left?

[MARS]

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None.

[CBR JGWRR]

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Thought so, wanted to check...

[Alarra]

Outside the guardhouse

Niralie put her hand over her wound once again. This time, she tried to ignore the fact that it was her shoulder laid open to the bone, to push aside the pain and focus on the injury itself, as if she were simply healing one of her companions. This seemed to work. Another wave of pain threatened to break her concentration once again, but it eased quickly as the spell finally took hold. Niralie took a deep, shuddering breath of relief as the wound closed and new, tender skin grew to replace that which had been lost. When she was done, she sat up and moved around her arm experimentally. She wouldn't be able to swing a sword for a couple days, she knew, but at least it was mostly healed.

She turned her attention to her companions and was surprised to find new arrivals nearby. The thrice-damned Imperial that had cut her was nowhere in sight, but the Nord was walking toward her group, apparently unarmed. And Psyfalia still had a broken arm. Niralie stood, slightly unsteady with exhaustion. "Let's get that arm taken care of now," she announced. She could cut the bottom hem of her robes to use as a makeshift sling - the thing was ruined anyway, what with the shoulder being torn up and bloodstained - and she could probably find a sturdy, straight stick nearby to use as a splint.

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I apologize in advance if I get any details of treating broken bones wrong; I've never had one and am just going off Google.

[The SheoDovah]

Psyfalia nodded as she continued to cry due to how much pain she was in and remained on the ground whilst clutching her broken arm.

[Unionhack]

Valentia trudged over to Psyfalia and Niralie. "I understand she's hurt, but... should we really be staying out in the open like this? Can't we find somewhere a little safer?"

[Alarra]

"And what's safer?" Niralie was doubtful. "At least here we've got a clearing and can see anyone that's coming - if we leave, we could be walking right into an ambush. I have no idea where that Imperial went. And I'd rather not cause her more pain if I can avoid it."

[Archer]

Aenar nodded and walked over to the crying Altmer, checking to see how many potions he had left. "Excuse me, does she need a potion? Or is she content with her pain?" Aenar asked, fully aware it was a loaded question.

[Unionhack]

Valentia whirled around in surprise, quite paranoid after what had just recently happened.

"Who are you?" She asked. She hardly recognized anyone in light of the chaos that she was forced through in the last few hours.

[Alarra]

Niralie jumped as well. Like Valentia, she was also somewhat suspicious about the offer for help. '"I... I'd rather make sure the bone is set first so it doesn't heal improperly", she responded warily.

[Archer]

"I could ask the same of you." Aenar remarked to Valentia. "That's fine then, just use this afterwords." He said as he tossed a potion to them. "But if you don't, give it back later."