Fame or Infamy: The Journey : The Elder Scrolls Series Discussion

» Fri May 27, 2011 9:52 am

OOC: Adam just start off in the Castle like you was.

IC: The nord went into frenzy and began attacking everything and everyone; it was like he was a heavy armored soldier not stopping for no one. He than set his sights on Zyle...Charging at him like a mad man. Zyle quickly charged at him, meeting him with the clash of steel hitting each other.

» Fri May 27, 2011 1:41 pm

OOC:I dont think he'll be on this thread to read that D=

IC:Lucius stood along the sidelines watching the two battling...that nord could kill Zyle or Zyle could kill the nord...two thoughts came into his mind, jump into the fight or stay out of it...he had already messed up by not killin the nord before,but now the girls death was partly his fault he could relieve his conscience by ending the nord..or stay out as it was none of his buisness which is what he would have done had he been traveling alone but this was diferent he wasnt traveling alone anymore he had joined a group of people in there travels so he decided he drew his dagger and cut a tendon in the nords arm and he figured that Zyle would finish the nord off,he ran next to aven and watch the fight continue.

» Fri May 27, 2011 10:05 am

Aven continued to watch, he was confident that Zyle would be able to handle this Nord. He was ready if Zyle needed him, as this might be the last time he and Zyle could play the role of heroes, if they couldn't cure their infections.

» Fri May 27, 2011 1:07 am

OOC:thats ok, i dropped out because i lost track of the post, i was only in a few pages.

» Thu May 26, 2011 10:10 pm

OOC: that still svcks...

» Fri May 27, 2011 3:37 am

Jared watched the battle unfold. A dead woman, soon to be dead guards, and eventually a dead Nord. Shooting one arrow did this. Jared stayed perched on the ledge. His hands were shaking. Finally he realized it and tried to stop them, but he couldn't. Jared felt guilty for the woman's death. He had caused a death this time. It was his fault. And that made him a murderer. Then he saw Zyle, the redguard, jump into the battle. It was quiet above all the battle cries and sword clashing against armor. People were shrunk up against the walls, quiet and sullen eyed. They held their children close, blocking their eyes, holding them away from the bloodshed. They were shaking too, he realized after closely studying some of them. No one knows it was me, so I shouldn't worry, Jared thought leaping down from the ledge. He instinctively rolled, relieving pressure off his feet. He quickly regained his composure and walked over to the dunmer and Lucius. I wonder why they aren't helping the redguard, Jared thought, watching for the outcome of the battle.

» Fri May 27, 2011 4:25 am

OOC: Damn it! Supid exams!! In a couple of weeks I'll be back and will have plenty of time to post and stuff in the mean time I'm sorry I won't post! See ya in a couple of weeks then

» Fri May 27, 2011 12:41 am

The Nord was still attacking to his very lasting breath, but slipped when he got the sword stuck into the wall. Zyle knew this was the opportunity, so he quickly did a combo of slashes which decapitated the nords arm and fingers. "This is the end for you Brute" Zyle said while he was about deal the final blow, but the nord quickly went into a rage and kicked Zyle, sliding across the chapel room and hitting the wall hard. The nord then began to charge at him again, but this time to kill him. Zyle quickly go up and Cast a fire spell towards him. His flesh was burning but it didn't stop him, so Zyle took his sword and waited for the nord to attack or pounce. The Nord then jumped up and began coming down on Zyle, but Zyle held his sword up, pointing towards the Nords stomach making him land on the Scimitar and killing him instantly. "Damn, he was a brute, and a big one at that." Zyle said while whipping the blood of his sword.

» Fri May 27, 2011 12:15 am

"well...i think its best if we get going now..its almost night...and we dont know how long itll take to get inside the spire"said Lucius

» Fri May 27, 2011 2:31 am

Aven agreed. "We should get going, I don't want to be caught outside before it gets dark." He wasn't sure how much control he would have, but until he knew, he had to assume the worst possible outcome.

» Fri May 27, 2011 2:23 am

"you alright Zyle? it looks like that nord did a number on you...well now back to the matter at hand, ive heard of a cure before but i cant seem to remeber where...heres an idea though, drink a cure disease potion before you actually transform into a werewolf...similar to the cure for porphic hemophilia before the actual transformation into a vampire, in that case drinking a cure disease potion before sleeping and in this case drinking one before nightfall....other than that theres is no cure that i can remeber..its not much but its something"Explained Lucius.

» Fri May 27, 2011 4:15 am

Name: Ardin Fiver
Nickname: Ard/ Art
Gender: Male
Age: 89/ appears to be 50ish
Race: imperial/vampire

Height: 5 foot 7 inches

Eye Color: red however you can see faint rings of gold and yellow from his natural eye colour.

Skin Color: White, pale due to vampirsm.

Hair Style: hangs naturally, black with greying lines.

Class: Scout

Class Focus: Stealth

Major Skills: First aid, sneaking, short swords, survival skills, bows, spears, light armour.

Apperal: Burgandy shirt with a gold trim and plain burgandy pants, also has a large white robe and hood for when he is outside, although he avoids it if at all possible.

Combat Apperal: A leather curaiis with thin iron plates between the layers of leather, mainly a chain mail shirt with various leather patches, leather golves reinforced with chain mail sewen, an iron helm, leather greaves made in a similar style to the cuirass, leather boots reinforced with chain mail, he weilds a steel short sword and also carries a bow and arrows.

Enchanted Items: A ring from a vampiress designed to keep him from harm, although it seems to work better playing cards.

Brief History: He worked as a mercanary in the colovian high lands leading a small band of adventurers on daring missions for the highest bidder. He made a small fortune in coins and jems before becoming infaturated with a women in Anvil. One night he followed her out of the town to old ruins where she frequented only to interupt her in a meeting with several other vampires. He barely survived, she felt mercy for him and stopped her kin from finishing him off and convinced them to leave him to bleed to death. He was found by several of his men and they cared for him as best they could however the brutal attack he experianced left him with his left leg horribly damaged and he had to walk with a cane and left his body scared. However that was only the beggining of the legacy of the fight. He soon discovered he had contracted vampirsm from the group and fell into a great depression. He rebounded slightly from his transformatrion when the women who caused it visited him and consoled him leaving a token of her sympathies. He has moved on and occasionally recieves word from the group that converted him although it is rarely anything more than a check up to make sure he has not revealed them. He works in bruma running a small inn that he opened using his money from his days as a mercanary.

» Fri May 27, 2011 10:22 am

OOC: since no one is on to say it i will.(if u pmed ur char sheet to lycan) welcome to the rp

» Fri May 27, 2011 6:43 am

ooc: thanks. Where is everyone so I can make a decent IC post.

» Fri May 27, 2011 10:44 am

OOC: We are all in the chapel. A crazy nord was just killed. We are about to head out to some mage tower, not sure if it is Frostcrag or some Corprus place. Anybody know?

IC: The Nord was finally slain, after a scimitar to the stomach. "Damn it! She didn't have to die. She was innocent. I shouldn't have shot that arrow!" Jared said in frustration. There were a few other casualties, only guards though. Jared was glad he wasn't responsible for the death of any more innocent civilians. The bodies in this place just kept on piling up. Jared looked around at the place. He was disturbed by the irony. Such a holy place getting littered with bodies, blood, and afflicted with disease and wounds. It was like a sickness. Soon everyone in the chapel would either be diseased or dead. I wonder if the werewolves will attack again? Will they take the lives of the miserable? Would it be so much worse than dying slowly, but surely? Instead it would just be dying surely. I would want that for me, Jared thought question himself, but then reaching a decisive stance. He would rather die by a werewolve's claw than by disease and sickness. He would and he probably will. Jared stepped up and said "I don't know about you guys, but I'm going!" Jared swung open the door and stepped out. The stench of rotting flesh hit him in the face, making him gag and throw up in his mouth. The warm liquid rushed up his throat, and he swallowed by instinct. He stood leaning against the doorway, signaling for the others to join him.

» Fri May 27, 2011 4:00 am

IC:Frostcrag is where were goin

OOC:"its about time we left"said Lucius walking towards the door"i think itd be best if you two...the infected follow us to a possible cure...maybe before we leave you may want to test my idea..."Said Lucius looking over at Aven and Zyle.

» Thu May 26, 2011 9:48 pm

IC: Ard staggered for a moment, he should not have tried to walk the journey he had, however he felt it necessary and so it had to be done. Every year he made his pilgrimage to Anvil, the place where his cursed journey through the world of darkness began. If the journey did not kill him the emotions involved would, however he made the journey every year regardless. He paused for a second, reached into a pocket and pulled out a hip flask and took a swig of the salty drink inside, blood. The constant supply of blood stopped the sun from outright killing him but the heat was torture, despite the large white robe he had aquired from a chapel he had stooped at and the white hood purchased from a travelling merchant to stop the light from touching him. Suddenly he heard the sound of fighting and hobbled in the direction, in the distance he saw several figures and hollared out to them.

» Fri May 27, 2011 4:15 am

OOC:anyone there?.......

» Fri May 27, 2011 11:14 am

Zyle followed behind while whipping the nord blood off his weapon. "I never visit a tower that is an asylum. Do you think it would keep me and Aven safe...I mean not just from the people but from ourselves also?" He asked. Zyle then looked towards the sky, seeing thousands of crows circling and the stench of death. H then said "Put the bodies in a pile and burn them." he quickly said to a helping guard, pulling the bodies out by the thousands. Zyle began to feel pain in his shoulder and his side, and began holding it.

» Fri May 27, 2011 12:28 am

Aven responded, "I think the tower is abandoned, it will probably be safe unless the previous tenant left behind guardians, such as Daedra. However, the front door will almost certainly be locked. We may have to get creative to actually get inside." He looked around and approached the corpse of a guard lying nearby. Aven reached and took the silver longsword still in its scabbard on the man's belt.

"He didn't even have time to draw his weapon," the Dunmer said to himself sadly. He turned to Zyle. "Before we get going, you should take this blade, just in case we get through this."

» Fri May 27, 2011 6:48 am

"well even if we cant get in im sure a good fireball will get us in if thatfails i could try to pick the lock....as for gaurdians its likely well find a few daedra there probably dremora gaurding it but i doubt thatll be a problem....one thing iknow about the tower is that it has a huge vault under it and i suppose thats where well keep you two when you transform..."said Lucius walking towards the main gate

» Fri May 27, 2011 8:07 am

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm going!" Jared said decisively. He began to walk towards the gate, avoiding the bodies as best he could. He had to step over several, clenching his nose shut while doing so. Jared stumbled over a body yards away from the gate, barely keeping himself from falling on top of another. The first place I'm going to be checking is that vault Lucius talked about. Vaults are there for one reason and one reason only, to hide and keep safe secrets and fortunes. Jared thought. He reached the gate pushing hard, but the gate seemed to be stuck in place. Or Jared was just weak. Probably the latter Jared thought. "Hey. Could somebody help me out here?" Jared asked waiting for an answer.

» Fri May 27, 2011 10:39 am

"yeah ill give you a hand"said Lucius walking over towards the gate and helped jared open it."...iwonder what awaits us inside the tower....probly many wizards or necromancers and there conjured bastards....or nothing....i guess we'll soon find out"said Lucius .

» Fri May 27, 2011 2:31 am

Jared was growing impatient waiting for the group. It seemed to him that if they were going to become werewolves at sun down, he would want to be as far away as possible. Instead they were standing here, idling. Jared wanted to scream. Maybe I should just leave. Maybe I should just go and take some valuables from these deserted houses. That might be a good idea. I could fill up on supplies and goods, head out with the group, and leave at the perfect moment. he thought. While Jared was waiting he became hungry, wandering into a nearby bar. He grabbed some cheese and bread and stuffed it into his mouth. He found an open bottle of beer and took a few swallows out of it, savoring the taste. Even though it wasn't much of a taste, Jared's throat was relieved from its previously dry state. Jared exited the bar, stomach full and thirst satisfied, waiting for someone to join him and Lucius.

» Fri May 27, 2011 6:40 am

OOC: Sorry for my absence the weekend and Holiday has been very heckted.

IC: Zyle followed behind the two, but didn't really like the sound of being locked away in an old abandoned asylum. "So, once I transform what would happen? I mean you can't lock me and Aven away for eternity." Zyle said while thinking about. He also took the silver long that Aven handed to him "Ummm...not trying to be a smart ass, but once we transform this material will be our weakness you know." Zyle said while looking towards Aven and then back towards the others. Zyle took the sword anyway just incase more werewolves wanted to have a bite at him.