The Blade is Sundered II - A First Era Elder Scrolls RP

[Chaos the N'wah]

Dro'Zhan nodded, "Dro-m'Athra items aren't meant for mortal hands," he nervously laughed and shook his head, "Look at Khajiit, agreeing with a daemon..." he composed himself, "This one knows you are one to hold your words, honor your side to not harm anyone within my vigil and Khajiit will find your blade...we have a pact, yes?"

Spoiler:

http://www.uesp.net/wiki/Shivering:16_A ... ss,_v._XII

[Crepe the Ashlander]

Spoiler:

That is why I am going to start to read more in-game books

"Yes, I can agree to this pact", Malacath started to dissolve back into the wind, "Be warned though, I doubt you will be the only one trying to find the artifact's pieces", Malacath was gone now.

---

Andarys continued to shout, "Is anyone here a follower of the daedra, a curse has been put upon me, and I know it to be one of you here!", the inn was silent, "It was a dream, it was a dream, must've been a curse!".

[OblivionDuruza]

Spoiler:

I'll take that as a cue, seeing as I'm not doing nought

Voryn leapt from his bed, grabbing his staff from where it lay by the door and stepping boldly into the corridor.

"What is going on?" he demanded gruffly, then, recognising the Chimer, "Is something the matter friend?"

[Gideon Dragontongue]

Layman started awake, and listened for a moment to the shouting above. He sprang up the stairs three at a time and cautiously peered around the corner, knives in hand.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

"I had an odd dream, one of the likes I had not experienced since the time I had spent captive in the domain of a group of daedra worshipers", Andarys failed to mention that it felt real enough to be an actual meeting with Malacath, the Prince of the Spurned, "Although I tolerate those that choose to worship the daedra, I do not tolerate it when they wish to beset me, who here cursed me so, or am I going crazy?".

[POMC S117]

Ocoto woke up and left his room. "If there are any Daedra worshippers here, I will "teach" them the ways of Y'ffre!"

[Kerr]

Spoiler:

Damn sleeping on the streets was a bad idea, I miss out on any action.

[POMC S117]

Spoiler:

Maybe a bar brawl between us and some Daedra worshippers can spill out into the streets!

[Gideon Dragontongue]

Spoiler:

Damn sleeping on the streets was a bad idea, I miss out on any action.

Layman's rich, just ask and he'll buy you a room.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

Spoiler:

Mel has met Mr. Malacath, I suppose that counts as action. Oh and POMC, there are no worshippers, it's my character trying to reason his 'dreams' about Malacath

[OblivionDuruza]

"Do you have any proof of the matter?" Voryn demanded roughly, "How do you know that the Daedra was not acting of his own accord?"

Spoiler:

Ocoto woke up and left his room. "If there are any Daedra worshippers here, I will "teach" them the ways of the Eight!"

So you're an Imperialised Altmer then? The Altmer detest the Eight Alessian Divines because the Alessians removed Auri-El and Trinimac with them. The Altmeri Pantheon is: Auri-El, Trinimac, Magnus, Phynaster, Syrabane, Xarxes, Y'ffre, Xen, Mara, Stendarr and the hated, Lorkhan. Only Mara and Stendarr are also found in the Eight.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

"How do I know the daedra was not acting on it's own accord?", Andarys sighed, "That's the worrying thing, I don't". Andarys headed back into his room and fell onto his hammock, and eventually fell asleep.

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It was now morning in Windhelm, and by Azura it was freezing. Andarys jumped out of his bed and shook about to loosen his armour up before slinging the wolf fur rug over his body, it didn't help much. He walked down the stairs and sat next to the falmer, Layman, he requested some mead.

[OblivionDuruza]

Voryn had too returned to his room, but he could not return to slumber. Instead, he dressed, in his armour once more, and sat in silent contemplation for some time, before beginning to read and as the sun dawned, making his way down for an early breakfast. Now, he sat in a dimly lit corner of the tavern, nursing a tankard of mead thoughtfully.

[Kerr]

Mel woke up on the cold grey streets. Haven't been killed in my sleep. Good start. She got up and streched her limbs. Mel slept with her silver sword in hand, not that she needed it. She sheathed the blade. Mel walked back down towards the tavern. She took one last look at her friend's old home. Was that man telling the truth? Mel tried to put rewards out of her mind and just think of the adventure. She entered the inn.

[POMC S117]

Ocoto walked over to Aandrys. "Know of any alchemists round here?"

[Crepe the Ashlander]

"There are several lining the market square where the collector is makinmg his announcement", Andarys took a sip of his mead, "When you leave the inn, take the first backstreet to your left, follow that straight on then join the main road, follow that for about a hundred yards and you should be there".

[POMC S117]

"Thank you." Ocoto tossed him a coin and left the inn. He followed the road that the Chimer had told him about.

[OblivionDuruza]

Voryn watched the Altmer go and approached Andarys. "What's this I hear about a 'Collector'?" he inquired.

[Kerr]

Mel purchased some beef and a bottle of mead. She sat down to enjoy it. She saw Voryn get up and leave. "Hell if i'm not eating this." muttered Mel before taking a massive chunk out of her meal.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

Andarys looked at Voryn, "Oh, there is a rather enigmatic collector in Windhelm who will be making this 'fancy' announcement for all of Skyrim to hear", he paused, "I don't know what he wants, but I have a pretty good idea, and as usual he proposes a massive reward".

[Kerr]

Mel gobbled up the food in around a minute. She grabbed the bottle and gulped down half the bottle. She wipped her mouth and walked out to Andarys. "Hey, have a good night?" she asked.

[OblivionDuruza]

Voryn considered this information carefully. "Will you be attending this announcement?" he asked, "Perhaps we could go together?"

[Gideon Dragontongue]

Once again, Layman was crouching by the fire, this time frying some grouse eggs he'd collected the day prior.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

Andarys nodded then sipped his mead, "Yes, I will be, and I will be more than happy to attend it with you".

He then turned his attention to Mel, "If you count waking up in the middle of the night after being haunted by a nightmare, a good night's sleep", he paused, 'Well, yes, yes I did".

[Gideon Dragontongue]

"I will too," said Layman, through a mouthful of burning-hot eggs.