OOC: Where is Christo anyway?

Aven was touched (no pun intended). Of course, this vampire could merely be wanting the treasure of the rival family, but still, Aven wasn't used to sympathy. He finished scaling the fish, threw the scales into a cooking pot, and put it over the fire to dry them. He didn't have the ingredients to properly prepare the scales, being in Cyrodiil, but he found it tolerable. Aven then took his sword with the mudcrab. It looked to be thoroughly cooked, so he removed it carefully, and placed the fish on it. Sure, he wasn't a fan of slaughterfish meat, but if they liked it, it was fine by them.

OOC: maybe he started school back or either on vacation

I looked towards Aven with a smirk, "In time friend, you will be the greatest Telvanni that has ever walked in these lands and when you die i will tale your story on how you became, but enough pvssyr lets get these fish and crabs done." i said while looking towards the fire.

Aven replied, "You do know how to cheer someone up." With a vampire on his side, he'd never need to worry about assassins. Aven wasn't sure if he was ready to challenge his rivals, though.

"The crab is done, " Aven said, putting the fishes on his sword and holding it over the fire. It probably may have been better to cook the scales while they were on the fish, but then they could have fallen into the fire.

"Well thats some good news, you can eat but let me finish up the fish ok" i said while looking towards him.

Zyle woke up and smelt the crab cooked and done, "Ahh, finally they are almost done." he said while sitting up and watchin Lycan.

OOC: I'm here!! So sorry!! damn!! But back and ready to kick some serious ass!!


IC: "Is the food ready?"


OOC: sorry for short post but it's night here and i'm to sleepy to think of something good

Aven replied, "The mudcrab is ready, go ahead with that. The fish is ready, more or less, and the scales are cooked." Aven pulled the fish from the fire and took the pot of scales for himself. He couldn't prepare it like in Morrowind, but it was fine the way it was.

IC: Christo quickly grabbed some of the fish and stuffed it in his mouth.
"Hot!" He cried out as he spitted it back out.
"Sorry!" He said as he took some more fish and this time waited for a while before eating it.
"Not bad." He said with a smile.

OOC: Welcome back Christo and, Monday fellas I'm going to be starting back school.

IC: I blew on the fish and began to sank my teeth into it, "Mmmmmmm...This is what cooking is all about." I said smiling and looking towards the others while my cheeks were full. "So, Christo what have you been doing over the years?" I asked while putting down the unfinish fish.

"Man, this is good." Zyle said while chewing, "By the nine, I must know your secret to this just incase I'll camp alone." he also said.

"Just had a nice little life, had a wife but she left me, you know? The regular stuff. and with you Lycan? Killed some more werewolves?" Christo asked with a chuckle while he continued eating his fish.

"Werewolves you say" Zyle said while stopin, and looking towards me, "When did Cyrodill have werewolves I thought they were only found in the Northern Provinces, like in Skyrim" Zyle said while slowly swallowing his food. He then began to look towards Christo, "And you...What do you mean by killing them there still more?" he asked while looking towards me and Christo.

"Shall we tell the Redguard?" I asked while looking towards Christo.

Christo shruged. "I guesswe won't have much choice now do we." Christo just continued eating waiting for Lycan to start the story, the story that he had tried to forget in the past ten years but he couldn't deny that it was a part of him.

"Well, 10 years ago there were 4 armies, The Bandit Army, Imperial Army, Hircines Hounds, and the Vampire army. These armies face off, but how this all werewolf thing began was when, supposly the Vampire king or leader read a prophacy his grandfather wrote that Hircine and his hounds will rise to the mortal world and reign terror on all, So he decided to gather an army of vampires and kill them off, but also had the other two, The Bandits and the Imperial's. The vampire's quickly dismembered them and had also fight the ultimate enemies, The werewolves. They won the battle but left the mortal world scarred." I then look towards Christo knowing I left his name out.

Zyle quickly turned his attention on the both of us, "So, why arn't yall dead from this war? Why do you live if these so call werewolves are deadly?" he questioned. He then looked at Christo.

Aven replied, "I ask myself why I'm not dead every night, and I wasn't even in the war." He bit into a handful of scales. It tasted strange, without the proper ingredients, but it was tolerable. He decidec to listen; if this what they said was true, these companions of his must be pretty hard to kill.

"Well my friend, the war happen ten years ago." I said while looking him.

"Well that monster will die what he did to my family, He sent them away on seperate ships than mine>" he said while looking towards my eyes.

christo laughed shortly.
"They'll need more than werewolves to kill me." Christo knew he was't as strong as back then but acting confident was good for the group, atleast so he thought.
"But I think we've talked enough for now."

"Yeah...we have for now but its getting really late and I think I'll go get some rest before the journey up ahead." I said while looking towards them, " Oh, yeah watch out for bears, they are really attracted to fish and just food period." I said at the last minute while finally going to sleep.

"Yeah, your right but I'll stay up to sharpin my sword." Zyle said.

Aven nodded. "Yes, those bears are intrusive creatures." He unrolled his bedroll on the ground and lay down. "Where exactly are we headed anyway?"

Christo heard the dunmer's question but was to lazy to answer and just closed his eyes, he lay very uncomfertable on the hard and wet ground but being tired did had one positive thing, falling asleep wasn't that hard.

Zyle Looked towards the dunmer, "Well, he said meeting up with a friend in Bruma." he said while turning back and sharpining his sword.

Aven replied, "Okay, just checking." He stared at the stars for a while, pondering what would happen in the coming days, and slowly fell asleep.

It was really late and zyle was beginning to be very tired so he layed down and fell alseep hopeing he would have his revenge.

Christo slowly closed his eyes, he quickly fell asleep and Christo had the bad habbit to snore while he was sleep though he didn't knew it himself.

8:00am

The sun was filling the air and it was time to move, "Wake up fellas, we have a long journey ahead" I said while putting up my things.

Zyle heard the Breton and slowly began to get up, "is there a small creek for me to wash my face?" he asked while looking towards Lycan.

Christl slowly opened his eyes and yawned.
"Where am I?" He asked confused and sleepy while he scratched his head.

Aven slowly opened his eyes. "Outdoors, obviously," he replied. He pulled himself to his feet.