OOC: So someone who's not in the RP but has been following it - Arcry - PM'd me and offered up his interpretation of the way magic really works. Here's what he said:




In my opinion, it's a cool theory and certainly makes sense, but it doesn't serve the RP very well because obviously our characters can't read the Daedric phrase. So I think we should continue doing magic the way we're doing it now. Still though...it's a cool theory.

- Dan -
P.S.: Jerod, mine's longer.

Slowly, awareness returned to him. Without opening his eyes, Dan could tell he was both lying on his back, and outdoors; he could feel grass and moist earth under his hands and sunlight on his face. When his eyes eventually did flutter open, he spent a moment staring at the sky, silently wondering where he was and how he'd gotten there. His apartments didn't have grass like this, and he couldn't hear cars or planes as one usually could where he lived. Perhaps, he thought, he was in the park, though heavens only knew why. After a couple of minutes, a voice broke his thought processes.

"Excuse me, are you all right?" it asked. To Dan, it sounded like a very old woman, a kind of growling, throaty quality to its sound. Sitting up, he turned toward the source of the voice, and promptly yelled in surprise and partial fear. Looking down upon him was a creature that resembled some form of furry, its white-furred face conveying concern, body garbed in a combination of leather armor and a rough brown shirt of some kind. When he yelled, it recoiled, ears flattening to the sides and hands coming up in alarm. As he got a handle on his breathing again, the creature, if that was the proper term, tilted its head and edged closer, large green eyes regarding him with worry. He had to be dreaming. Or hallucinating. There was no logical or scientific explanation for a giant cat asking him if he was okay, unless he'd just gone bat-[censored] crazy.

"Sir?" The creature asked, "You've been here for a while. Are you injured?"

"What are.. No, I'm fine, I think. Where am I?" His voice sounded froggy. He cleared his throat as the feline continued to look at him as though he was some strange alien, and he continued to do the same to her.

"You've been lying in the grass outside castle Chorrol for hours. I'd begun to worry if you were even alive.."

Chorrol? No. No way in the nine hells.. If this is Chorrol, then..

Before he could stop himself, the words had come out of his mouth and he felt stupid. "You're a Khajiit, aren't you?"

The woman's eyes closed for a moment at hearing this and she shook, laughing silently. When they opened again, her lips curved into a smile.

"Yes, of course. Are you?" The humor was fairly obvious, even with the difficulty he was having reading emotion from her voice. He smiled back.

"Unfortunately, no," Dan replied, finally thinking to stand. He still couldn't recall a thing about what he'd been doing just before he'd woken up here. Perhaps it'd come to him later. For now, even if this was a dream, he was going to enjoy his present company. After all, this was probably the closest he'd ever get to meeting an intelligent alien race. That, and the simple fact that he absolutely loved cats of all sorts, Khajiit included. "I think I might be suffering a bit of amnesia, so.. bear with me.." he added, rubbing his head. Now that he'd stood it was starting to hurt.

The Khajiit seemed to understand, or at least was being empathetic. She came closer, and he realized that she wasn't quite as tall as she'd seemed at first when he was lying down: she couldn't have been more than five-foot-ten, maybe less. Suddenly, another thing hit him and he looked quickly back over to her.

White fur, wearing armor, relatively short.. The hair color's wrong, but.. No, even considering the situation it's impossible. But it couldn't hurt.

"Your name wouldn't happen to be 'Karstine,' would it?" He asked abruptly. The Khajiit gave him a puzzled look.

"I'm afraid not. My name is S'Rendra," She explained, "Why do you ask?"

"An.. old friend of mine, you could say. You remind me of her." He partly lied. Though the truth would have made him look insane. He smiled at the thought.

'Oh, she's just a character I created ages ago. I'm from another world where yours is just fiction, by the way. Just wanted to know if she actually existed here. Yup.' Oh, that'd just go over so well..

"Can't say I know anyone by that name, sorry," S'Rendra apologized. Then, without warning, she looked up at the sky, then subsequently towards the main town area, and gasped gently,
"Oh, S'rendarr, I'm going to be late to the kitchen! Talasma will make boots of me!" She exclaimed, "I am glad you're unharmed, but I must run. Do excuse me."

With that final word, she darted off, leaving Dan blinking in surprise.

"Well, that was certainly not how I imagined that going.." he muttered, continuing into town, "May as well make the best of this before I wake up, probably in a straitjacket someplace.."

ooc: Pardon my inventing of a character on the spot, but I'm assuming that in reality, an innkeeper that sells food will need more than just themselves to prepare food and hand it out, as well as run the place. We'll probably never see her again.

OOC: Aula! You're back! *glomp*

Alex
Chuckling at the strange name of their little 'gang', Alex shook the other boy's hand awkwardly before retracting it and scratching his neck. ''You'll probably need to write that down so none of us forget.'' He joked, putting on a friendly and humorous smile as he glanced around the church, scanning over each individual briefly before focusing before turning back to the boy that greeted him, ''I'm Alex by the way...'' He said, nodding to himself and took a few steps inward. Man, he underestimated how realistic things looked in this universe looked now that it was actually real. It was unbelievable! It was better then real, it was... astonishing!

The human proceeded towards the altar, if he remembered correctly from the UESP, this chapel was that of Stendarr, one of the Nine Divines. Alexander stopped a few feet from the altar itself due to a lack of courage to actually touch the stone table out of fear of a small message box calling him a 'Wicked Sinner!'. He merely stood, light blue eyes watching in awe of the magnificent light rays that captivated themselves around the shrine. It was truly a mesmerizing sight.

ooc: I don't mind much how we do magic, as long as we understand that the people in the mages guild have been doing it all their life - And most of them are pants.

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Craig shrugged, "I hope so, sure would come in handy - I don't fancy bumping into a highway man carrying a great hammer with only a rusty dagger." He half joked, he remembered back to the times where, when playing Oblivion; he would hypothesize on how magic could've worked but none of it seemed to matter now, now that he was here, in Oblivion, everything seemed a little, useless. "So, what do you guys fancy doing now?" He asked, deciding it was best to avoid bringing up topics of fighting experienced warriors and killers. Remember, it's not like the real world, death is everywhere here. he thought to himself with a slight shudder.

OOC: Okay, so just for the purposes of getting the 2 groups together, I'm going to say that there are windows in the back of the chapel - I don't actually think there are, I can't remember.

Eilonwy
I nodded in agreement - that thought was scary. "I don't expect we'll be very good at it though, at least for the time being - I'm thinking that our best bet is swords and bows and arrows. We'll have to teach ourselves but..." I broke off, my eyes wide, my mouth hanging open. I had turned slightly to look through the window of the church while I spoke and then I had notice something: a large group of people wearing all manner of t-shirts, jeans and other Earthly clothes. So we weren't the only ones. "Craig, Natalie, Sam...I've just seen a lot more people from Earth inside the chapel. Look!" I grabbed Craig's wrist and swung him up to the window, jabbing the glass with my finger to point out the group. "We need to go talk to them!!" I shrieked suddenly, doubtless sounding quite mad but not particularly caring. "Come on!" I hurried around to the front of the chapel, hoping the others would follow, and pushed open the door of the chapel with perhaps a little more force than necessary and walked through the threshold, a little surprised at how many of us there were.

OOC: Got some more info about doing magic, this time from Haresus. Here's what he said:




Again, I think it's a bit too complicated for us to really use, and I think we should continue doing it the same way...but the bit about Illusion, where you have to really believe that no one can see you, that water is stone, etc, I think we could incorporate that. But again...I still think we should just keep doing it the way we're doing it.

I laughed at the novelty of becoming transparent, and then looked down at myself again....except now I had become visible. "Oh. I guess it wore off." I muttered. "That was pretty sweet, and I don't really feel tired or anything. I'm going to try again. Maybe if I do it enough times I'll level up Illusion."

I tried again, concentrating on that same intangible "spot" and trying to "pull" it with my mind until my body felt invisible the way it had before, but for all my efforts, I remained visible this time. I frowned, "So...I guess I'm out of magicka already?" I chuckled, "I hope that isn't some kind of insult about my intelligence being too low."

I waited a minute or so to recharge, and tried again. Still nothing, "Okay, what the hell." I shook my hands back and forth, "It's like I can't even remember what I did the first time. It was....instinctual, almost. I don't even know how I knew what to-"

I had another epiphany right then, "Oh, you know what that was? Moonshadow." I looked at the others, and just in case they didn't know what I meant by that, I clarified, "Birthsign power. Turns you invisible for 60 seconds. Only useable once a day, and I just went and wasted it. It was totally worth it, but I still can't use it now until tomorrow." I paused, "Or else I'm really born under the sign of the Atronach, and can't cast any more spells until someone shoots a spell at me....but it's probably the first one."

I snapped my fingers, "We can figure out what sign you guys are depending on what powers you have. If you run faster than you normally do, you're the steed, if you're a better kisser than usual, you're Lover, if you can open locked doors by touching them, you're Tower and have one of the most useful damn powers in the game if I do say so. There's an easier way to figure it out involving that book 'The Firmament', but I don't really know where to find it and I don't want to go running around to bookstores just to find it."

"Wait.. What?" Craig stated, Others, here? But sure enough, Eve had spotted other humans, albeit - He didn't share her enthusiasm, after all, they all looked pretty young. He ran after her though and as she barged the doors open, he was greeted by one of the most beautiful churches he'd ever seen, "Cor, Eve, check out this church." he mumbled, not really caring if she didn't hear him, he walked towards the other humans but his eyes followed the intricate windows, the solid stone arches and the rich tapestries that covered the walls. "[censored].." he muttered in astonishment but quickly felt bad, he hated swearing in churches, it was one of those taboo's hed never get over. He scratched his head and peeled his eyes away from the church to look at the people Eve had pointed out, "Hey there!" he called out, his eyes quickly looking for a priest so that he could say sorry for disturbing the peace.

Eve
At Craig's urging I looked away from the group of...Earthlings?...and at the church. "Damn..." I murmured - it was beautiful. I immediately found the stained-glass window of Dibella, my favorite of the Nine Divines, and stared at it in awe. I then swept my eyes across the 8 other windows, then down to the stately altar at the center. "Wow..." My trance was broken when Craig called out in greeting to the group of people. I walked up to them, grinning. "We thought we were the only ones!"

There he was lying in the grass. The birds was singing and Romeo laid there comfortable in the grass under the shadow of a big rock. While opening his eyes the first thought was: where am I? What happened? With a painfull thought about what happened 5 minutes back he realized the last thing he did was pushing an unusuall button on the back of the consol… It felt as he pushed the red button to activate a nuclear explosion. “Well that didn’t happen because there are still birds”, Romeo thought. .
Oke so I got shocked? So this makes me in Heaven/hell now? The electrical safety of my houses gave up on me? Romeo sit up leaning against the cold stone and scanned the surroundings.
Walls and houses around him. But not the usual one in his neighbourhood.
“At least I am not crippled, nor I have any burned marks on my hands…” So lets see what my fantasy have to offer me!
“Ehh medieval periods!?” He said out loud.
While thinking where he was Romeo noticed a person in blue chainmail armor. The symbol of a great Oak on his tunic came to his mind but couldn’t place it.
“The last thing I need is to have a medieval period! How about 2010 fantasy island?
With coconuts, beach, modern transport and internet?”

While Romeo was sitting there with his own thoughts about how and what, the guard noticed the boy on the little grassland. “Good day stranger! Are you a bit lost?”

Romeo looked blurry at the guard and is trying to put his brain back to work. Then the first question arouse.
“Do you know where the exit of heaven is? You know like the way back to earth?”
The guard stood there like he was hit with a heavy hammer on the head.
“Ehm, stranger maybe the priests can help you with your curse. Also I saw a group of your people heading towards the church.”

Now Romeo stood there as he was hit by a hammer. “Shivering timbers! Other people? No heaven? Curse? Emotions spilled up as the pieces where falling into place. Another reality?.
That armor, it’s so familiar, but where? At least i have to know what date it is in this realm, maybe it can clear things out"
“1 more question sir, what date is it today?”
“Its Turdas, Sun’s Height the First around 14.00 pm” as the Guard looked up to see where the sun is right now.

“Gosh more hints and clue’s, but where does it lead to? Anyway more people of my species at the church. Might be worth to check that out. “

Romeo: Thank you sir and goodbye.

While walking to the church Romeo crossed a large square with a big Oak in the middle.
The moment Romeo saw the Oak it was he was struck by lighting.
Of course! I am in oblivion. Well at least i know where i am... Lets see what our "chosen" ones are doing here.

Romeo

While Romeo moved towards the church, he glanced up towards the tower.
“Gosh, this reminds me of the Cathedral in Reims” (France). Grey rocks on the outside stacked on each other and cut down with tools to smooth the surface of the rocks. “Will the interior be the same as in the game?” Romeo thought while pulling the door towards him.
The heavy door gave weight and bended slowly open, with the usuall shrieks and cracking of the hinges.

After slipping past the wooden door his eyes had to get used to the somewhat darker interior.
Coloured light with all colours of the rainbow felt down on the ground.
The church had 9 altars spread around near the walls of the church.
While Romeo looked through all the details he then noticed three modern clothed individuals.
“Hello there!"
"So how did you guys ended up here?"

OOC: (eve, graig, cor, your turn)

OOC: So apparently y'all are in the undercroft? Thought you were upstairs, that explains the posting break.

Eve
I whipped around and saw another guy from Earth. "Hey. We don't really know, there was a weird button - did you have that too?" I asked him. "I'm Eve, by the way."

Romeo

*EDIT

Hi Eve, i am Romeo.
Someone with a hat on talked to a priest.
And what is his name if I may ask?

"thats, Craig"
Ok, about that button yes I had it too.
Are there more people that pushed the button and stumbled on you guys or was the guard referring to just you 2?

OOC: might be handy that everybody gather's in one place and make actually plans. Like about what to do.

OOC: Alright people, time to try to revive the RP, or officially kill it. We have 2 options for revival - they can try to make money, which will entail a visit to Castle Chorrol to recover the painting for the countess, or they can get started on affecting the main quest, which will entail a visit from that dude who runs away from Kvatch. Which one people? Or should we just lock up this thread and have done with it?

ooc: I'm more than happy to continue RPing, I haven't been posting in hope that we wont lose the others and they'll post, but that hasn't happened - Not sure where they have gone. However, I am more than happy continuing this RP with just us three.

I am happy to continue with three.

OOC: with your hint i guess we are in the middle of the oblivion crisis. Meaning the king is killed and Kvatch under siege?

OOC: I'm fine to continue. I'm busy, but I do take time to drop in every so often.

OOC: Should we lock up this RP and start anew, or just continue on and pretend everybody else never existed?

i prefer the later one. We already created a story. Most of our characters are in the ground level of the church not in the basemant. We could make plans there and do our stuff (do the paint detective quest?).
The rest we can talk with messages to not spoil the story to much.

I'd also prefer to continue this. I'm sorry I didn't post, I was a bit busy with school, but the summer holidays are starting in two weeks, so I'll be posting more often.

So as far as I've understood, you're all in the church in the same level as our group (where the altar is)?

OOC: Alright we'll continue this. And yes, that's what I thought. I know for sure that Eve, Craig and Romeo are on the ground level, and I was under the impression that everyone else was too. I think we're all together now.

okay, so I guess it's my turn now

Flo
Alex shook my hand and walked to the altar. I had just sat down when I saw a boy who was circa eight years older than me and a circa 17-year-old girl enter the church. Shortly thereafter another boy followed. He asked the two how they came here and the girl, Eve, said something about the button on her computer. I stood up and walked towards them.
Then, I just stood there with them for a while, unable to think of anything not stupid to say. Then my fatigue drew in again. “[censored]... how are we supposed to make any money here?”, it shot out of me. [censored]. I sat down on again. This guy I just talked to mentioned stealing stuff... That’s stupid. What else is there? Has the Weynon Priory already been attacked? If not, we should warn the people! No, they aren’t going to believe us, and it’s not helping us get money, either. And there’s this other attack on the Onil Farm, or something like that! ... No, we wouldn’t be great help there, either.
I decided to stop thinking about it. Maybe the others had an idea.

Romeo

“[censored]... how are we supposed to make any money here?”

Romeo looked around the church and noticed a pale short dark blonde haired male.
Hi there, what's your name again?
“Flo”

Well Flo, since we are in oblivion we have some foreknowledge what other people do not have, and thank the divines for that.
I guess those quests in the game might come back here in this realm.
“where do I get that imagination?” Romeo thought
We could for example do some detective work. It gives a pretty decent amount of money and from there on we could continue.

"You know the stolen painting from the countess? We might do that and receive some nice couple of bucks and gems or a paiting depending on who we find guilty. Luckly it doesn’t evolve fighting just talking smooth and be charming. We might need to charm up some men", while Romeo blinked an innocent wink to Eve
"From there on we could gather our equipment and do other things."

"Also if I remember correctly about that recommendation of the Mages guild we had to recover some sort of book? Does somebody know how that book was called?
If we retrieve that thing, we can join up the mages guild and use some of its stuff errr equipment.

“Whatever I thought up, it sounds wonderfull, somehow it isn’t… I miss something….” Romeo thought, while torturing his brain about that mages book.

Eve
I blushed when Romeo winked at me then turned to Flo and Craig. "That's a good idea. Doing the painting quest. I don't remember what the amount of money is for the reward but I'm sure it's nice. And fortunately we already know who's guilty so we just have to pretend to snoop around." I said. "Y'all in?"

Flo
Romeo mentioned the countess’s stolen painting and the Mages Guild quest “Finger of the Mountain”. Eve also said that bringing back the painting was a good idea, since we’d only have to pretend to search the thief. “The book’s called Finger of the Mountain or something like that, I think. But the only reward for bringing it to the guild is the recommendation for the university” Isn’t there something else? Of course, the spell. If we somehow got a welkynd stone and a scroll with a shock spell... “Well, there also is this spell, but again, we would need a lot of money to buy a welkynd stone and a scroll for everyone...” And getting us the stones by ourselves is probably a dumb idea. I turned to Eve: “You’re right, we should go to the castle. But later, when we’ve got enough money, we should do the thing with the book, too.”