Secrets of the Dwemer: A Skyrim RP (open, PM to enter)

[Captain Anon]

suddenly two small knives fly out of the darkness and hits two bandits in the head I appear behind the third who shocked at what just happened he draws his sword "where are you?!" he says trembling in fear "Here" I reply with, the Bandit jumps clean out of his skin and turns his head to face me before my sword goes in his back and out through his chest the bandit goes limp as I pull it out and he falls to the ground, after collect my two knives I turn to Hulgar "you were saying? come on" he said walking onward

 

[Clade-170]

"Sure thing your royal hinace" I Joke going onward. The place started to become wider and more open and we came to another narrow corridor heading upwards. This time when we came to another opening their was a long rectangular table fully seated with bandits eating like gluttons and singing out drunken songs and counting coins, no doubt from their pillaged victims. The space was full of treasures and ornaments that were probably stolen. And above everything sitting on a makeshift throne was a man wearing Alik'r warrior clothing with his curved sword propped against its side and behind him was a sturdy looking door witch behind it could be eneything. The man looked crookeder then a Politician. I turn to John, "Now it is my turn friend" and walk out into the open. Immediately they all stopped laughing and merry making and became dead quite all looking at me with clear expressions of murder. "Gornah...Ruuz" I say out to the man, he became surprised. " How did you know that Name? and how did you find this place? speak now Nord lest I have you impaled and drained of your blood".

I develop a smug grin clearly demonstrating my none fear of him. " Lets just say you have a piss poor scence of recruitment" Gornah rubbed his chin in thought " It would seem so". I walk a tad closer, "what gives you the right to do what you do? to come into this land, slaughter its people, and steal their belongings...I have spent a good CHUNK!! of my life fighting people like you...people who think they can come in and take what they want when they want and walk all over people without consequence" I slam my fist on the table. "By my hand today you will die and all Sovengarde will sing of your death and your reign of terror in this land will END!!!" Gornah only developed a sly grin. "A rousing speech for such a delusional man..." he turned to his bandit subjects " Kill him". The bandits all begone laughing and branding their swords and axes, "You should have stayed home Nord" laughed Gornah. The Bandits rushed me but I held my own, blocking their attacks and killing them one by one spilling their blood. Soon their was only a few more and I let out one of the most terrifying battle cries...

 

[booksv2]

Having been meditating as I wait for someone to come into the room I'm in I look up when I hear fighting. Frowning and uncrossing my legs I slide up onto my feet and pad across the floor silently till I'm right in front of the door. Listening to yells and the unmistakable sounds of a sword thudding into body's and the screams of the dying.
Well well. Looks like someone is in the proses of dying. I wonder who is doing the dying, and who is doing the killing.

Licking my lips at the thought of the rivers of blood on the other side of the door I shake my head hard. Baring my fangs I walk around and snuff the only lantern, plunging the room into total darkness. I back up and kneel, my eyes going red again as I narrow then. The room not dark anymore to me, a white outline now on everything. Blending into the shadows I watch the door intently as the screams and fighting on the other side continue. Flexing my fingers and getting ready to cast the bound sword spell.

 

[Clade-170]

After single handily killing off his bandits I breath heavily, staring at Gornah. Blood had stained my blade as their was some spattered on my face and clothing. I probably looked like a mass murderer. Gornah looked more unsettled, " Everyone has a price, noble warrior, name yours and it will be given 10 fold". I point my blade towards him, "My blade cannot be bought by the likes of you, WORM, may your soul rot in Oblivion". He readied his curved sword and with a clear expression of rage said, "Very well...we shall end this as men" and he lounges at me with his blade raised and screaming. My blade met his and for a moment we were locked in a power struggle, until I kneed his stomach causing him to be be temporarily distracted. Enough so that I punched him in the face with my free hand sending him to the ground. I kicked his sword away and stood over him, and he just looked at me the longest time. " well...get it over with" then spits at my feet. I take my blade and ram it through his chest, he let out a dying scream then succomed to death.


I pulled out my blade and put it back in its sheith, serves you right I thought. but then my thoughts were interrupted by a sudden thud at the door, "What the hell?" I say quickly looking towards the door. I pull out my Death Dealer again and approached the door cautiously until I was right infront of it. I placed my ear on it and asked rather quietly "...Hello?"...

 

[booksv2]

Hearing the fight end with some yelling I slam on the door.
When someone says something through the door, which only sounds like a mumble, I kick the door heavily and yell.

"Hey!! Get me out of here!!

Step back and narrow my eyes. Hoping its someone nice(ish) and I won't have to stab them. Maybe several times in a row, in the face.

 

[Clade-170]

I step back in shock, "Hey John!!! help me get this open" As I pry at the door myself.

 

[Ruedyn]

"I guess I'll see you in the morning, Idreon. Let me know if you can't read anything."

'Civilians. Like I'd give anything to the ingrates.' Idreon kept that hidden, giving a small smile and nodding at him as he went away. Most people lapped up the Good Guy Thief routine, Idreon couldn't help but feel he'd like this orc. He made his way back to the sewers for some shut eye.

~

He woke up bright and early, picked up an apple on his way outside the city. He didn't have any real trouble getting out of the city- Nords all but encouraged it if you weren't a brother. He waited at the stables for the orc, pulling down his cloak hood. He'd have to buy at least a horse, or at least take one.

 

[Captain Anon]

"Hey John!!! help me get this open"

"here I'll get it open, stand back" I said appearing next to Hulgar and moves him to the side, then I crack my knuckles before grabbing hold of the door and summoning some of my hidden strength to get it off while doing this my muscles grow a bit bigger in size and if either Hulgar or the Khajiit in this cell looked carefully enough they would see My eyes have turned blood Red, the door starts to crack, bend and stretch it's hinges it'll come off in a few minutes

 

[Clade-170]

After John finally ripped the door off and threw it aside as if it were a piece of trash I just stare at him, "damn John..." I laugh. "remind me never to get on your bad side" then I look into the room seeing that it was a tad dark, I squint my eyes trying to see more clearly " where are you?" I ask.

 

[booksv2]

Narrowing my eyes at the sudden influx of light I cover my eyes and step into the beam of light spilling from the door.
Smiling thinly i look over the two men standing in the doorway.
"Well.... thank you for getting me out of here."

Not moving yet, watching them trying to see what they will do.
If they killed the people outside they must be at least.... Well never mind. they could be anyone.

Slowly open and close my hands, hoping it looks natural. In reality testing my magic control as I get ready to fight through them if need be.

"Well.. What happens now? Do I have to fight you two and try to run? Or can we be civil about this and see where it leads?"

 

[Clade-170]

"Well.. What happens now? Do I have to fight you two and try to run? Or can we be civil about this and see where it leads?"

"well ummm...I wont hurt you if you don't hurt me, fare and simple enough?" I shrug, "Besides...we just came to take care of the Bandit leader thats dead over there".

 

[Captain Anon]

"Well.. What happens now? Do I have to fight you two and try to run? Or can we be civil about this and see where it leads?"

I pull my mask and hood down revealing my face "I assure you we are not bandits attacking more bandits, at this point and time we are merely collecting the bounty on that Redguard Bandit Leader out there, what happens next is of your choosing, not ours" I said before silently sniffed the air he stinks of blood and something else I can't put my finger on but he seems nice enough to talk instead of fighting us so I won't confront him about it I thought

 

[booksv2]

Looking between the two I nod slowly. Walking out I slide between them and look out over the mass of dead body's.

"Who did the work?"
walking closer i lean down slightly then back at the two men. Nod at the bigger one.

"The wounds match your weapon. this is come nice work."

Stand and take a step back. Crossing my arms and waiting.

"I wont interfere with your looting and things. Do you mind if I come with you? Its been a long time since I last walked with others."

Looking at the one who ripped the door off the frame I narrow my eyes slightly.
His aura is.... Weird.

Look between the two men and walk over to a chair and sit down. Leaning back in the chair.

"Ill wait for you to loot. Do you mind if i go over when you are done? See if you missed something?"

 

[Clade-170]

I look around at all the fine possessions, "I have no need of stolen treasure, just the ones I make with my own sweat...call me foolish all you want these treasures once belonged to someone and I dont feel right capitalizing off it". I sigh, "But hey...Im speaking for myself, you guys do what you will" I look to the Kahjiit. "By the way, names Hulgar and thats John the ever so light on feet" I teased friendily.

 

[booksv2]

Look around myself. My eyes stopping on some of the finer things.

"I'm going to guess most of the previous owners are dead, and have no need of these anymore. And besides..."

Get up and walk over to a chest, trying the lid. Opening it I reach in and pull out a bag of gold and another much smaller back of lock picks. Putting both bags on my belt I look at John and Hulgar.

"I would guess all told there's roughly 4000 gold here. And maybe 1000 of that is actual gold things."

Walk over to the opening of the cave I lean against the wall and wait.

 

[Captain Anon]

"I have no need of stolen treasure, just the ones I make with my own sweat...call me foolish all you want these treasures once belonged to someone and I don't feel right capitalizing off it"

I nod "i agree however I usually just collect up all the coin" I said doing just that then he hears the friendly joke and turns to Hulgar "heh heh funny" he said before collecting the rest of the coin and then turns to the Khajiit "I don't mind really don't know about Hulgar, probably would say the same" he said laughing a little

 

[Clade-170]

I shrug, "Yea...I suppose its really no big deal idk". I bend down and pick a single coin, "Its disgusting what some people are willing to do for a single coin" I clutch it hard in my hand closing my eyes in remembering my troubled childhood living back with my father. The anger got to a point where I through the coin as hard as I could against the wall, *sigh* "anyways, Kahjiit you still haven't tolled us your name if you'd be so kind"

 

[booksv2]

Looking up sharply at the sound of a coin hitting the wall at record speed I look at Hulgar and frown slightly.
Someone had a bad memory.

anyways, Kahjiit you still haven't tolled us your name if you'd be so kind.

Nodding slightly I turn to then and bow slightly.
"My name is Banthel. I was born far to the north. And I have been traveling for many many years."

Standing straight I grab another bag of coin and put it on my belt. Stretching and turning back and forth I make sure my armor is settled. Walking forward a few steps I nod.

"If you are willing, I would like to join with you."

 

[Clade-170]

"If you are willing, I would like to join with you."

I shrug, "I see no harm, maybe you can help us on a little quest of our own." I turn to John, "what do you say John?"

 

[Captain Anon]

"what do you say John?"

I turn round surprised "what are you deaf man!? I've already said I'm fine with it, Dammit!" he said jokingly