The Elder Scrolls: Legend of the Dwemer - A Post-Skyrim RP [Started]
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Can everybody look at the chat and follow Arrogancy's idea.
The four skills your character has will now have a Level.
You are allowed, one Master(+3), One Expert(+2), and two adept (+1)
(The numbers in brackets are roll bonuses)
For example here is one for:
The four skills your character has will now have a Level.
You are allowed, one Master(+3), One Expert(+2), and two adept (+1)
(The numbers in brackets are roll bonuses)
For example here is one for:
Master - Enchanting
Expert - Alteration
Adept - One Handed, Block
Expert - Alteration
Adept - One Handed, Block
The two Nord Whips cautiously walk into the cavern, after looking around for a while they spot Faulgor at his table. They make their way over quite hastily..
"The wagon is fixed, where are the rest of you?"
"Well, we have Raksada and Zavier here," Faulgor said to the Nord whips, going down the list of associates. "Drahff, Jarek, and the Argonian, Swim Fast or summat, should be right around here. The only one I haven't seen is Anoke - either of you seen him about?" The Orc was a little concerned that his business partner seemed to be missing from the group, though he was sure the Argonian could handle his own in a fight he couldn't be sure how Anoke would fare against a large group of them.
Swims'Faster stood at the corridor that led to the entrance, following the shadow and advancing in a crouch. As he neared the shadow, he jumped up and was prepared to stab through the silent shadow, but at the last second pulled out of the plunge, instead causing sparks on the floor of the cave.
"Ah, Anoke, it'ss you, come with me, it'ss relatively safe here. The wagon is being fixsed, but Zsavier was thrown to the wolvess, literally. He iss alright, but he got a nip on hisss arm. Follow me." Swims'Faster showed Anoke to the main cavern, filling him in on what had happened since he was separated. Two Nords with the troupe of thugs holding them walked by and he began speaking in the Argonian tongue,"They don't sstike me as particularly experienced as anything but , though they outnumber us. Everyone is inside, including your Orsimer friend, though I haven't been given the chance to speak with him."
When they got to the main cavern, Swims'Faster and Anoke both arrived as the two Nords were leaving the table. They then sat down at the table and spoke to Zavier,
"How iss your arm, Zsavier? Anoke here followed us and jusst arrived."
"Ah, Anoke, it'ss you, come with me, it'ss relatively safe here. The wagon is being fixsed, but Zsavier was thrown to the wolvess, literally. He iss alright, but he got a nip on hisss arm. Follow me." Swims'Faster showed Anoke to the main cavern, filling him in on what had happened since he was separated. Two Nords with the troupe of thugs holding them walked by and he began speaking in the Argonian tongue,"They don't sstike me as particularly experienced as anything but , though they outnumber us. Everyone is inside, including your Orsimer friend, though I haven't been given the chance to speak with him."
When they got to the main cavern, Swims'Faster and Anoke both arrived as the two Nords were leaving the table. They then sat down at the table and spoke to Zavier,
"How iss your arm, Zsavier? Anoke here followed us and jusst arrived."
Sorry for taking control of Anoke here but I figured it was somewhat needed because the plot seemed to be moving along.
The whip of second wagon"Yeah he came in here looking for you, not too sure where he could have gotten to... "
"Lets get the rest and be on our way, we got lost time to make up for."
Lets say he went through the main entrance, the two drivers just came through a side-entrance.
"It's well enough." Zavier said, rising from the table after discreetly sliding the bag of gold Raksada passed to him into his main bag. "I will need to buy a new suit in Whiterun though. Now then, it appears that wagon has been repaired. We should be on our way."
"I think we sshould alsso ride in both wagonsss as equally asss posssible, I have a feeling that may have been the problem that firsst broke the wagon. And Orssimer, what iss your name?" Swims'Faster extended his fist, dagger in hand and pointed away from the orc, a gesture he had heard in Morrowind being a traditional greeting between warriors.
"Aye, I can see how that would be a good idea." Raksada said, in response to Swims'Faster's comment about evenly distributing the weight. "As all of my gear is in the first wagon, I'll ride in that one." 'Bout time we get moving. Some of these cutthroats look like they might be thinking about making a grab for the gold, regardless of Faulgor and the others being nearby. He thought, grateful to finally be on the road again.
"I'll ride with you then." Zavier said, slinging his bag over his shoulder with his good arm. In his off left hand, he prepared a rout spell, should anyone think to try to pursue them. At the entrance, Zavier stopped and let the others pass him by. There was one last thing he was going to do before he left this place, he decided. He did one quick check to make sure that the others were near the wagons, ready to go. After that, he prepared one of his most powerful illusion spells.
Jarek began to move towards the door, it looked as if everyone would be leaving momentarily, looks like we'll get out of here without any further complications. Which was good, Jarek could think of plenty of ways to better waste a nice morning.
The Orc, dagger in hand, greeted the Argonian in the same fashion as he made his reply, "My name is Faulgor Boruk, though Faulgor will do just as well." Seeing a familiar Argonian right behind Swims'Faster, he welcomed him with a nod, "Anoke, glad you could find your way here, and remain in one piece." The Orsimer turned his attention back to Swims'Faster, "Now, I'd hate to be rude, especially after having just been introduced, but I must ask, do you know of that drunkard's whereabouts?"
"Oh, him, he'ss over there, by the bar, last I ssaw, he wass acting sstrangely though, kept licking hiss lipss and staring at each drink that passsed him by. Kept twitching asss if he wanted a drink but everytime hiss hand got above the bar, he went pale asss a ssheet. Didn't sseem that sscared of taking a drink lasst night." Swims'Faster then left the cave and at the entrance, he prepared a spell in his head to summon a daedra to send back inside the cave for fun.
"Oh, I was jusst thinking of loosssing a Dremora Lord I know on them possssibly," Swims'Faster whispered, just in case any of their "hosts","I thought that it would give them the training they need to keep entertained in their pit,the sstrongesst being the only ones that come out alive, his name is Krazzsst, and he is quite fond of testing his mettle againsst the Men and Mer here. Perhaps we can combine our talentsss to create masss chaoss that only the sstrongesst will come out of, sso that we can later perhapss fight more worthy opponentsss. Ahhh, what a promissing future we might have." Swims'Faster allowed himself a short moment of imagination, before being pulled back into the present.
Internet is down, on the iPhone. Apologies, storm knocked it out a few days ago, should be back up tomorrow.
Zavier turned back to the room, finishing his mayhem spell. It was one of the most powerful illusion spells he knew of, and extremely deadly when used effectively. The spell struck the center of the room, catching almost everyone in its power.
In an instant, the drunken rancor silenced, and a moment later was replaced with the sounds of battle as the patrons and operators of the establishment began tearing each other apart. The warriors of the place unsheathed their weapons, but most of the patrons just fought with their bare fists or whatever items could readily come to hand.
"Well, now that that's been settled," Zavier turned to Swims-Faster. "If you have something to collect, I'd hurry. Whatever is left whole in there won't remain so for long." The sounds of destruction began picking up, Zavier grinned taking up his bag and returning to Raksada in the wagon.
In an instant, the drunken rancor silenced, and a moment later was replaced with the sounds of battle as the patrons and operators of the establishment began tearing each other apart. The warriors of the place unsheathed their weapons, but most of the patrons just fought with their bare fists or whatever items could readily come to hand.
"Well, now that that's been settled," Zavier turned to Swims-Faster. "If you have something to collect, I'd hurry. Whatever is left whole in there won't remain so for long." The sounds of destruction began picking up, Zavier grinned taking up his bag and returning to Raksada in the wagon.
It's strange to exit such a dark and damp cave and return to the daylight. Just an hour in that place makes you miss the clean, fresh Skyrim air and you'll soon be on your way to Whiterun.
You're already over half-way and hopefully it will be an easy ride from here... a smart move like distributing the weight should go a long way.
The whips can be heard speaking:
"Looks like were all loaded"
"Everybody here?"
"Think so."
"Well if not we've got time to keep. If we don't get there soon we wont get that bonus we were promised."
"Yeah good point.. let's just say they fell off of the back"
"Haha"
And you are on your way.... again.
You're already over half-way and hopefully it will be an easy ride from here... a smart move like distributing the weight should go a long way.
The whips can be heard speaking:
"Looks like were all loaded"
"Everybody here?"
"Think so."
"Well if not we've got time to keep. If we don't get there soon we wont get that bonus we were promised."
"Yeah good point.. let's just say they fell off of the back"
"Haha"
And you are on your way.... again.
Swims'Faster ran to catch the back wagon, jumped, and lifted himself into one of the passenger's seats.
"Ssounds like there are going to be quite a few dead bodiess in there tonight, Zsavier. Krazzst did not answer my call, but you more than made up for his abssencse."
"Ssounds like there are going to be quite a few dead bodiess in there tonight, Zsavier. Krazzst did not answer my call, but you more than made up for his abssencse."