The fire ball landed, and i flew back to a tree, but i began to get back up i quickly ran back to him and tryed to snap his wrist with my fangs and cut into his flesh with my claws.

Aven was surprised that the wolf had easily taken the spell. He decided to end it as soon as possible. "I am afraid that as I am rather ill-equipped for this, I must bid you farewell." He then cast a teleportations spell, disappearing into thin air. Of course, because it was a Divine Intervention, it only teleported him to the chapel doors. Aven then waited a few seconds to get his magicka up enough to cast invisility and try to sneak to the stables. If he had his armor and sword, he could continue the fight.

I quickly looked around trying to find him but all his senses and apperance disappered, "Hehe.. that would teach him a minor fire spell can't kill me." I thought to myself and then began walking back towards Christo.

Aven crept out of town towards the stables. He saw his horse, holding his belongings. Because the wolf could talk, it had to be either a vampire or a werewolf. Fortunately, Aven had an enchanted silver longsword. He just had to grab it and change into his armor. He only hoped that he was powerful enough to hold his own against it.

Zyle learned everything there is to know about vampires and decided to continue his quest towards Skingrad were the count was considered a vampire and was assassinated by his own kind. Zyle walked out the library and began to travel towards Skingrad to rest and then head out to Bravil.

Aven walked to his horse, and pulled out his Dwarven Armor. He was a bit of a Dwemer enthusiast (certainly a safer interest than Daedra) and had managed to track down the armor shortly after arriving in Cyrodiil. He quickly changed out of his robes and into his armor. He was worried about someone seeing him if someone came along the road, so he cast a weak chameleon spell. In just a few minutes, he was changed into his armor, had his sword and Telvanni Shield, and finally put on Mudskipper, his helmet. He then turned towards the town gates.

"Now let's see if that wolf-person will still play."

Christo padded the wolf on the shoulder.
"Nice job." He said while smiling.
"It sees you're still able to fight like 10 years ago." He said while he slowly began to walk.

"Yeah, I do, but it seems like he would come back for more, but with his weapons." I said while following Christo.

Zyle finally made it Skingrad an quickly paid for a room to rest, the innkeeper sold it for 10 gp an Zyle was anxious to find the vampires, "Maybe tommorrow I can start my search there at Bravil" he thought.

Aven entered the town again, and looked around, scanning the area. He knew that the wolf, whatever it was, would be able to recognize his scent through his armor. He didn't even need to kill it, he just wanted some answers.

After minutes passed, the Dunmers scent began to fill the air again. This angered me as the mortal wouldn't quite i, so i left Christo and began to track the scent.

Aven walked towards the Inn. When he saw the wolf, he did not draw his sword yet. "Perhaps first you can tell me why you killed those guards, and exactly what you are."

Christo unsheathed hos own sword now.
"Get lost you pathetic elf." He shouted annoyed while he pointed the sword towards the Dunmer.
"Or else your mumy will loose a son."

Aven was angered by this reply. "Unless you're going to hide behind your lupine friend, I would highly recommend against threatening a Telvanni." He was somewhat worried about going up against a werewolf or a vampire, as they tended to have unnatural strength and agility, but Aven had a few spells to at least partially nullify the advantage. And he was not going to try and fight both this guy and the wolf at the same time.

"What do you want Dunmer?" i asked while growling at him. "Why do you wish to keep fighting?" I also asked while walking towards him.

"Get away!! Before me and my wolf will get violent!" Christo shouted not being impresed by the Dunmer.
what does this elf want from us? he thought.

Aven sheathed his weapon. "There is no reason to fight. I just wanted a few answers. While my Great House doesn't mind killing, every life taken has consequences. From the look of your crime, you weren't planning on staying in Bravil. And if you're a talking wolf, you must be either a vampire or a werewolf. So if you can tell, I'd like to know what you'd be doing in this town."

I then changed back to my human form and walke towards the Dunmer, "Hehehe...Those guards deserved it, they were arrogant and fools. Have you even heard what happen here 10 years ago?" I asked while crossing my arms.

Zyle rested for only 3 hours, and was so anxious to reach Bravil; he decided to gather his things and began to travel from Skingrad towards Bravil.

Aven replied, "No, I am afraid I am not familiar with what happened, other than some sort of war called the Immortal's war. Could you enlighten me on it?" He had heard of the war, from his province of Morrowind, but even while in Cyrodiil he stuck to the wilderness.

Christo looked from Lycan the Dunmer but kept silent as he was wondering what would happen next....

OOC: sorry for short post!!!

I quickly leaned against a wall and said, "The Immortal's War was the worst of all wars, talking about nightmares coming true, well that's what exactly happens. The Immortals War feud between four armies, The Bandit Army, The Imperial Army, The Vampire Army (Allied with the Minotaur's) and Hircine's Army of Hounds. The Vampire's seized control of Anvil and captured prisoners, but the Lord of the Vampires didn't want that and decided to let them go. On the other hand The Bandit Army charged at the city and was slaughtered by the vampires and many were turned, the rest of the army fled but was too late, and witness the blades of the Imperial Army and was immediately defeated. The Imperial Army entered the city and lost their numbers from the traps and the ambush the vampire's set up, but was able to get in battle formation and kill any vampire that got near. Once that was done the vampire Lord and his Lieutenant was annoyed by it and decided to send in their heavy friends, The Minotaur's, which easily disbanded the formation, and quickly let the vampires finish them off. Once the imperial army escaped and made it over the hill, they witness the bodies of the bandits they killed earlier were torn apart by wolf-like men feasting on the remains, and also heard a howl that was heard through Cyrodiil, and was immediately attacked by the beast. The Vampire Lord, ordered his men to get ready for a fight and prepare themselves for battle. The werewolves easily leaped over the walls and attacked the Vampires with such speed and endurance; the vampire Lord was no match for them and was quickly surrounded by the beast, the lieutenant of the vampire army was also in-danger but was able to escape with only a bite wound, but something most evil was ready to released from the vampire lord's body and it wasn't something nice, the people around here said it was some kind of monster larger than a troll and minotaur put together and had dragon-like-wings. By this the vampire's were very successful by this transformation and won the war. After the war tales say that the vampire lord was killed by the transformation and now worship as a god to the vampires." I said while looking towards the Dunmer then at Christo.

Zyle was only a hour away from bravil, but was tired and quickly took a break from running, he then began getting hungry and spotted a deer near-by and quickly threw a fireball at it and instantly killing it. He then began to skin it and then began to roast it.

Christo had no idea why the man told the tale, the tale of which he was a part of yet this didn't made him happy.
He had killed many people in his life, those who earned it, and those who didn't.
In the past five years he hadn't touched blood anymore, as he was no vampire anymore.

He wanted to say something but decided to keep quiet untill the Dunmer would speak, if he would speak.

Aven, having listened carefully to the story, asked, "So you're a vampire, and a veteran from this war. What would you be up to now?" Aven was hoping that this vampire could find some use for him, as working for a vampire was very dangerous, but also very rewarding. And the Telvanni knew he had far to go before returning to Morrowind and destroying the threats against him.

"Well yes, I was in that war and my nature is to be a secret to those that are mortals, but If you want to help on our quest than you can" I said while looking towards him with a smile.

Zyle was re-energize and was ready to finish his journey to Bravil. Zyle began to gather his things and walked on the main road towards it, and it only took him 55 minutes to get to Bravil and was happy he made, "Ah...now I have finally made it maybe I can ask some questions around here" he said to himself, so he enter the gates and walked towards the crime scene were the guards were investigating. Zyle also saw three figures not far from the crime scene and began to walk towards them. "That one on the wall looks very famillar to me" he said to himself, but he kept walking up towards them.

A young redguard with strange tatoos and clothing walked up to us, "Hello there Redguard" I greeted.

Zyle heard the Breton and replied, "Hello, and I'm sorry to interfere, but did you say you was going on a adventure; if so im in" he said while looking towards the Breton then to the Imperial and the Dark Elf.

Aven replied, "Excellent. But out of curiosity, what will we be doing?" He wasn't sure what the vampire and his ally were actually doing at the time.