Tamrielic Adventures: Vol. 2

[MARS]

"Help the suspect of a crime, yes," the Ordinator calmly replied to Psyfalia, before turning his attention to Arellius.

"For the sake of public order, you may be on your way, though you're all banned from entering the city. Come back and I will deal with you personally."

[Velvet LeChance]

Arellius Afer III - A Hall, Vivec

"Good choice."

There was a sharp 'click' as Arellius blade snapped firmly back into place. His hand remained on the hilt, however; tightly clenched. He wasn't taking any chances with the Ordinator; he'd been in the game too long to make such mistakes anymore. Slowly, he started to advance; heading in the direction that the group were supposed to be headed.

[BetaB17]

Maurzol sneered at the scene these 'pups' were creating. We took a step between the Ordanator and the group of misfits. "Maurzol doesn't need no help from some strange folks, and certainly not by those who can't stand ground.." he said with a mighty voice. Pride overtook rage, but his partial gaze to the group was more than enough.

With a twist of his neck he met the Ordanator with his gaze, his eyes in a glow of green "This Pariah can give a damn about your bloody city.. all I care for is your Foreign Quarter and your Arena.. if you have trouble with that.. then lets settle this in the Pit like real men." His breath seemed to burn like a raging inner fire about to unfold, there was no bluff to be made here nor threats, but a challenge. "Your quarrel is with me.. and none other.." Though obscured by his brutish ways, he was far from fighting for his own sake

"We foreigners can come as go as we please, your scorn means nothing our kind."

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Sorry on the massive delay

[Alarra]

Corridor in Vivec

Niralie stared at the Orc for a moment, mouth dropping open slightly in shock as he seemed to be trying to initiate a fight anyway despite being let go. She was a bit surprised that Arellius' aggressive motion and Psyfalia's obviously-lying babbling hadn't gotten the Ordinator worked up, but the Orc's behavior was almost certain to. Probably best to get out of here quickly. She started walking past them, following Arellius, keeping a wary eye on the unfolding situation as she did so.

[MARS]

The Ordinator gave a chuckle, turned on his heels and walked away. Sethesi frowned; the "peacekeeper's" laugh had sounded rather ominous, and if she knew anything about Ordinators it was that they wouldn't let anyone off for any reason once they had decided to make someone's life difficult. She whispered her thoughts to Raylis, who nodded grimly. He would be prepared if the native Dunmer were to show his masked face again. Right now, there was other business to attend, however.

"Orc!" Raylis called at Maurzol. "I see you are itching for a fight, and I must tell you: you'll find nothing but death and deceit here. Come with me. Our order will give you a reason to fight."

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This recruiting process is kinda shallow, but I want to speed things up.

[The SheoDovah]

Psyfalia was glad that the ordinator had decided not to arrest Aenar and hoped that Raylis wasn't going to make a dragon sized mistake by inviting the orc along. "Raylis, if we have time, could we visit Cheydinhall? I would like to recover my staff along with gather some supplies for our journey." She asked Raylis.

[BetaB17]

A steam of air left in a rush from amongst his nostrils as the foul Dunmer left, his sour mood only seemed to grow.

"Huh" were the very words that escaped his lips as he heard the stranger talk his nonsense. Maurzol looked upon the man that called to him, a vein twitched upon the skin of his forehead "Your right with one thing.. I've been itching for a fight ever sense I ran into your lil pack of mutts!" he clenched his fist and held it mid high, parallel to his own sturdy chest "Why would mighty Maurzol pledge his pride to your cause? Nothing but a poor excuse for warriors, shameful even to the Pariah.." The orc cut off his sentence with a rude spit upon the ground

"What say you.. D-U-N-M-E-R"

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Still 50/50 on which choice of action to go with

[MARS]

Raylis looked at the Orc with an expression of pure perplexity.

"Are you challenging me to a fight right after we rescued you from being gutted by Ordinators?"

Somewhere in the wilderness

The sun was setting, and the group had been walking for a very long time. Everyone had sores on their feet, their shoulders were weighing down on them, but no one complained. They all knew they had to be fast.

"Vivec is close now," the old man in the robe announced. "We will arrive in just under an hour."

Llevana let out a grunt of acknowledgement. She wasn't really up to words after that march.

[BetaB17]

"Gutted? By some measly [&@%!] ants? Don't make me laugh!" Maurzol said arrogantly

"But you.. if all you have to your name is honey words and the weak.. scram you milk drinker!" He clenched his fist fight and smacked it against his chest in a show of dominance "Unless you wish to test your might?"

[Archer]

Aenar sighed, already regretting his choice to try and help the Orc. "Maybe we should just leave, he seems happy here." He offered.

[Unionhack]

"Can we go now? Please?" Valentia asked aloud, rubbing her temples. She was ready to get all the walking over with.

[Alarra]

Niralie realized that the others weren't following, and she turned to look back, exasperated. What's the holdup? She'd watched the Ordinator leave; why were they standing around now? The answer came immediately as she heard the brutish Orc bellowing something. She heaved an audible sigh, half irritated and half exhausted. Let's just go, already. She crossed her arms and waited.

[The-Shadow-One]

Katien looked up at the orc. "W...well. I would feel safer if we had someone like you around..." She half murmured a little too loudly. Those around her, including the orc Maurzol could hear it.

[The SheoDovah]

"Look, can we just go to the bloody ship and leave this place before we all end up being arrested?" Psyfalia asked Raylis with a hint of annoyance. The lack of skooma was starting to affect her mood.

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Oh hai, Subtle. *kills Subtle*

[Velvet LeChance]

Arellius Afer III - In Transit, Irritated

Arellius kept moving, hand on the hilt of his ebony blade. He had ignored the Ork's jibes, his insults, his [&@%!]; he paid no heed to the others swollen ego. It was with obvious disapproval that he'd marched stoically off, not even humoring the situation with an opinion: the brute was an idiot, that much was overwhelmingly obvious.

[Eltee]

Wilderness

"I wonder how much Vivec has changed since I last saw her..." Llela said absentmindedly. "Though I guess a city like that never really changes much. New vendor here, new faces there. Same cantons, same Temple, same floating God-rock."

[MARS]

Vivec, corridors

"Come or don't, it's your choice," Raylis said. "We're leaving. If you want to stay here and challenge your luck further, be my guest." With that he turned and signaled for the others to follow; they were finally leaving.

Just outside Vivec

The small party had reached the dirty-amber city. The hooded man and his companions had given their brusque good-bye, and taken off to who knows where, leaving the two Dunmer, the two Altmer, and the Nord alone.

"Well," Llevana said, looking up at the mighty structure that was the Dunmeri capital, "I don't know if it's changed, but it looks mighty impressive to me. Though something leads me to believe it's nicer on the outside than it is on the inside."

[Per]

Outside Vivec

Per did not seem worried, only tired. "I don't care how nice it looks on eitha' side as long as we can get a good meal within the hour. It's been too long since I went ta bed drunk an' with a full stomach. Let's go already."

[BetaB17]

"Psf.. cowards, just like the rest of 'em" the orc bluntly replied

He overheard the shy miss, nearly missed her comment if not blinded in fury. He looked her in eye and crossed his arms, however the expression he portrayed was not of annoyance or anger as the others have experienced, rather something more mild if not still pungent in pride "Look, if you wish for sanctuary and protection, you'll fair better upon my return to Skyrim rather than with this sorry excuse for a pack.."

[Eltee]

Outside Vivec

"If I remember correctly, they make a mean baked ash yam at the Elven Nations." Llela told Per, smiling at the memory.

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Almalexia is the Dunmeri capital.

[MARS]

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Vvardenfell capatial, GOD

[The-Shadow-One]

Katien looked at the orc. "Y..You want me.. to go with you?" She muttered softly. "B..But.. they helped.. me.." He was split.. Ensured protection but going to a cold place, or staying with her friends. "W..Why can't you come.. and protect me with them..?"

[Eltee]

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[Per]

Outside Vivec

Per grunted demonstably. "Should'a figured Dunmer eat ash. You people really are walking stereotypes," the Nord jested loudly without regard for onlookers.

"Now where is my damned mead!"

[Eltee]

Outside Vivec

Llela punched Per lightly on the arm, with a wry grin. "It grows in ash, icebrains." She said. "It would be like if potatoes were called Dirt Tubers or something more descriptive, they wouldn't be made of dirt."