Tamrielic Adventures: Vol. 2

[Crepe the Ashlander]

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Sorry for not posting everyone, fortunately mock exam season has just finished over here so I am able to post again

Vivec

Ulysius had been completely shocked by the affair and was bordering on soiling his undergarments when the massive lump of an orc had hoisted him into the air, "I...erm...sorry...didn't see...errrr", he squirmed about pathetically under the gaze of the orc who called himself Maurzol, the mighty Maurzol...that could be helpful; Ulysius' mind had been working the quickest it had ever worked in his life and came out with the following response, "You are the famous Maurzol? The famous Maurzol who killed two giants and slew a hundred goblins? The mighty Maurzol?".

[BetaB17]

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Nice save
Anyways, busy or not, it's a slow RP, so a tad wait isn't troubling

Maurzol dangled the little man, shaking him over the ground and rattling anything he had on him, like one would do to a coin purse. A steam of breath was fogging around his fangs, but then Ulyssius spoke. He eased up on his torment, and his brow lifted in curiosity. He brought the puny many closer to his face, a stench of blood still fresh, "Maurzol killed more than you could count.." he said with a might. His honey words did help delay his death, both his arms were still intact, but now how will he fare to calm the beast?

With the two face to face, eye to eye, he took a rude smell of the man he held much like an animal would to his prey. "How do you know Maurzol's name.. and what do you know of whom I've killed?" a growl bellowed from his jaw, with words and intimidation. "Speak, little man..."

[Crepe the Ashlander]

Ulysius pulled back his head as the stench exuded from the maw which faced him, but a tiny bit of glee fluttered in his mind as he thought back on his persuasive speech, but now he would have to elaborate more, this could be difficult, "In the Imperial City, especially the taverns, they speak of your name; the mighty Maurzol who hailed from Skyrim", he had taken a complete shot in the dark and had no clue where this orc originated from, and now he was kicking himself as he realised that the Orsimer race inhabited the land of Orsinium,yet he still went on with his trail of lies, "I heard even mages fear you".

[BetaB17]

Maurzol dropped Ulysius, cared not if he caught his land or fell on his bottom. He sneered a bit, still upholding his own pride but subsided his fury. "I thought so.. you smell just like those snickering fools in the City.." He looked upon the man "Bout time somebody in those walls recognizes true strength..." His words were far from honey, but neither sour. Lucky for this traveler, they were words of vanity.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

After being dropped back to firm footing, Ulysius had yet another idea, two ideas in the space of two minutes was unusual for this average Imperial, but this one would be tad riskier than the prior thought, "I aspire to be a great adventurer one day...great...Maurzol", he paused as he cooperated his thoughts, "Could I possibly...shadow you? Life in the Imperial City has made me hungry for success", he flourished his words, he wasn't hungry for success at all, he simply wanted a more than average life, but he thought the idea of a hungry and young adventurer would spur the towering Orsimer.

[Velvet LeChance]

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hope no-one finds the source of the smells on her robes.

Arellius Afer III - Wilderness

Arellius trudged stoically beside the group, holding a few metres distant from his own left-side and the right-side of the group. He was starting to regret not taking the opportunity to rest at the last stop; he was growing tired - it'd been a long, eventful morning.

"Got any o'tha'skooma goin'?" he suddenly asked and looked to the Altmer that he hasn't tried to murder; tall, slim, blonde, stained robes (skooma, he guessed). He felt weak requesting but the walk was slowly killing him and he was acutely aware of such. "Or water, but skooma'd be better; get some energy back int'me."

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Skooma restores stamina (energy) in Skyrim; it's basically an illegal stamina potion.

[BetaB17]

Maurzol crossed his thick arms, and grunted "Follow me if you wish, but don't think for a moment Maurzol need any help.." He brought about his hand to a finger and jabbed at the man in the chest, making his point ever more clearer "..especially..(poke) from a spineless, boot licking.. (poke) Imperial pup.." He stopped with his bullying and held his pose "Just know this.. if some cliff racers try and carry you off.. you have better odds expecting Dagon to come to your rescue.. got that?" By the end of his statement, his eyes held a gaze of intimidation, he was far from a bluff.

[Crepe the Ashlander]

Ulysius was forced back by strength put into each jab at his feeble chest and nodded whenever he could, "Okay mighty Maurzol, you got it, no rescues, no help, no anything".

[CBR JGWRR]

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Skooma restores stamina (energy) in Skyrim; it's basically an illegal stamina potion.

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This is Morrowind, not Skyrim. It increases speed and strength and decreases intelligence and agility, 20 points each.

[The SheoDovah]

Psyfalia let out a nervous chuckle after the imperial's request. "You must be mistaking me for someone else. I don't have skooma. It's illegal, it's foul and it turns the brightest of mags into idiotic people." She informed the imperial.

[Velvet LeChance]

Arellius Afer III – Wilderness

Arellius shook his head. She was lying.

“Yer reekin' of't. We can'll pick i'up.” He stepped closer and gave a sharp inhale just to make sure before continuing. “That's definitely skooma; been round long enough t'know.”

[The SheoDovah]

"You are mistaken. It is just my potions that are causing my robes to stink." Psyfalia informed the Imperial. She wished he would back off and not expose her in front of the entire group. She also didn't trust him due to the imperial trying to kill some of the group earlier.

[Eltee]

Outside the Guardhouse

A feeble voice drifted from the stretcher. "Almsivi... dammit."

Dammit, her side. Dammit, dammit, dammit to the fieriest depths of Red Mountain and invite it to brunch with a Clannfear, that hurt. Every slight jostle the stretcher made seemed to drive an electrified dagger into her.

"Vana..." Llela cried out weakly, trying to look around without moving her head. She could see nothing but sky.

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Out of interest, weathercheck?

[MARS]

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Am I really seeing this? Am I lost in fever haze???

I'll post later, I have guests to entertain in a minute.

[Eltee]

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Playing ESO as Llela for like 20 hours jolted me into action. XD
Anyways, I'd started to miss RPing.
EDIT: I'm so out of practice. XD

[The-Shadow-One]

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Eltee has returned. I'm hiding for fear of the good rps.

Katien glanced over at the two having a small argument, scared, hiding a calming spell in the palm of her hand.

[Alarra]

Wilderness

Niralie looked from one to the other. "Skooma?" she echoed, disapproval clear in her voice. That would explain the stench. Come to think of it, she thought she'd smelled that before in the Imperial City around different people, walking down the street. She just hadn't known what it was. She wouldn't have guessed that Psyfalia would be the type, but her nervous excuses were a confirmation just as much as if she'd admitted it. That's the last thing we need right now, a mage and a violent mercenary with addled judgement, she thought in disgust.

[The SheoDovah]

"Don't be silly. It's not skooma. Just my potions." Psyfalia said to Niralie nervously. She knew that her secret had been exposed to everyone but refused to admit it.

[CBR JGWRR]

Outside Suran guardhouse.

Sinyail heard the dunmer coming around, and decided to try to reassure her, and possibly pre-empt a few questions.

"While we are all immensely glad you are still alive, just stay still and keep calm. You will be alright. Eventually."

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Not completely happy with that phrasing, but it'll do for now. Welcome back Eltee.

[Unionhack]

Spoiler:

ELTEEEEEEEE. <3

Valenita had never smelled skooma, and therefore had no idea what she was smelling. Then again, she really didn't care.

[MARS]

Suran-Suran

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Stay around now, jerk </3

Llevana looked at her beloved with tired, hazy eyes.

"You're...still here," she said, her voice hoarse. She could feel tears gathering in her eyes, and she gave a faint chuckle of relief. Not too long ago she felt like she had reached the end of the line, and now new hope was on the horizon. Or rather, lying on a stretcher. Much as she would have liked to give in, she resisted the urge to touch Llela. Now wasn't the time.

"How are you feeling?" she asked instead.

Wilderness

"She doesn't have any skooma, and even if she did neither of you would get any right now!" Raylis barked. "I don't want any of you falling into a ditch or anything like that. We're in a lot of danger and you'd best just walk without getting too distracted. I promise you we'll have time for chatter and rest and whatever else soon."


Later...

To those who hadn't seen Vivec before, it was an amazing sight. The dull yellow set of ziggurrat-like structures rose into the sky imposingly. Truth be told, it looked like anything but a city. A huge prison maybe, or some sort of temple.

It was nothing new for Raylis, who kept on his firm pace, walking towards the Silt-Strider dock. The Silt-Strider itself was absent, sparing the adventurers the excitement of yet another awesome sight.

[The SheoDovah]

Vivec

Psyfalia was very tired by the time the group arrived in Vivec. "Where's the nearest inn?" She asked everyone before letting out a yawn. She paid little attention to the sight before her and hoped she could buy a pair of clean robes, some clothes ten procceed to rest her head on a nice soft pillow.

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Eltee's back!?

[Eltee]

Suran

Llela let out a barely audible chuckle. "Not too good." She replied. "What... Happened?"

[Alarra]

Vivec

Niralie felt no relief in arriving at the city. She was near the point of collapse, but she knew they still had a long way to go (at least from what Raylis had said earlier, it sounded like they weren't resting until they were on the ship). She followed, listening, dragging her feet as she trudged along at the back of the group.

[MARS]

Suran

"There was an...accident," Llevana said hesitantly, unsure how much she should reveal. "Gudrun used you as a human shield and you were hit by a nasty blow. But guess what: Per found us. He dealt with that [&@%!]; permanently. Say hi, Per."