Aven replied, "Yes, she is the one." He didn't know who she was or what her history was with his companions, but he didn't care.

Liarah gave Lycan a suspicious glare, last time she had seen him heb was about to kill an entire city of civilians in Anvil and even though it was a long time ago she still had to admit she didn't fully trust this person though except of her eyes nothing gave this away.
"Hey Lycan, thanks for visiting."
She then turned to the Redguard and Dunmer who as hard as she tried to remember she couldn't recall.
"Hello Aven Dre-th," she said not sure how to pronounce the last name, "and to you too Redguard." She made a little bow.
"So why you here?" She said while she did a step closer to Christo as he was the only one of the group she could trust.

As Adam walks out towards the main gate he sees the group that arrived here sometime again and walks up to them,
"Is that them?" Adam asked, "Yeah thats them" said a guard, "We should go sit down near the tavern and see what they do" said Adam, "Ok, we should also keep an eye on the Redguard and the Dunmer, I don't trust them!" Said the Guard, "ok, me neither, they look like trouble makers!" said Adam,

The two walk towards the Tavern and sits down on a bench near some drunks and looks towards the group.

Aven replied, "I am an opportunist, I see opportunity in travelling with these people. It's probably less dangerous than travelling with other Telvanni. Of course, there is nothing to worry about, I don't believe in betrayal, as it usually comes back to haunt you." Aven didn't think that Liarah trusted him, but he was used to it by now.

I looked and saw how the trust that Liarah had for me was down the drain, by that I was very angered and displeased by it, so began to seperate myself from others and began to walk towards a nerby tavern. By two minutes away i noticed a high rank guard and a low rank guard watching the others back at the main gate, I didn't really think nothing about it so I entered the tavern and sat. "You must be new stranger." A faired skin Nord asked me. "Well yes I am...." I replied whith a sinister voice.

"My name is Zyle Reed, a survivor from the Anvil raid." Zyle said while looking towards Lycans direction as he was gone. "I'm going with Lycan.." he said to Aven. Zyle followed Lycans path.

Christo looked at Zyle and Lycan who just left and followed them with his eyes.
"What are their problems?" Christo asked.
Liarah shook her head and did a step closer to Avan. "Avan, you look like a trustworthy man and someone to trust, do you know what Lycan problem is? It looks as if he has changed, and I must say for the worse." She whispered.

Zyle sat right by me, "Lycan what is wrong with you? Why did you leave?" he questioned. He than looked up to observe his surroundings and then back down to me. "My nature is pure evil, I lock that evil within like a prisoner, but once angered I can't control it it's like a beast within Lupines." I then looked towards Zyle, "You do know what Lupines are, right?" I asked him. Zyle looked at me and answered, "Werewolves..."."That is correct my friend." I replied while looking down. "So, why does Liarah not trust you?" Zyle asked me. "Because during the Immortal's War, I was the general/Lord of the vampire army who raided Anvil, my tensions there was to turn every mortal there a vampire to defend against the other three armies, but seeing Liarah there made me see clearly that I can have a good heart...so I let them go, although many locals were killed the rest were let go." I said while still looking down and looking at Zyle out the corner of my eyes. Zyle was having flash backs and saw Lycan when he was in charged, killing his parents and more. "DAMN you Lycan, you killed my parents and I swore that I will avenge their deaths." he said while trying to unsheathe his scimmy, but before he could get it out I quickly grabbed him by his throat and held him high. "Zyle you don't want to go down this path, you don't want to die." I said while throwing him to the back and left out the tavern. "Hey you come with us and no one will get hurt, a guard said while having his sword out. Then Zyle came running out, "You will die Vampire." he said anger and loud. "Sound the alarm as the guard over heard what Zyle said.

ill be back on today around2:20 pm today to post

Name:Vivanil Indarys
Nickname: Viv
Gender: Male
Age:32
Race: Dark Elf

Height: 5'7
Eye Color: Red
Skin Color: Darkish Grey
Hair Style: Messy, ear length. Like paul mccartney gone without a haircut for 2 months.

Class: Barbarian
Class Focus:Combat
Major Skills: heavy armor, blunt, block, blade, repair, drinking.

Appeal: Hes a tiny elf barbarian, whats not to love? Hes not self concious about the irregularity of his chosen profession, but wont hesitate to prove his worth as a Barb if people mouth off at him. he is quite strong, but well mannered.
Combat Appeal: Ferocious in combat, no hesitation when initiating cobat either. Cares little for eloquence or finding nonviolent solutions to problems. Thrives when outnumbered, and loves to go into a battle frenzy. Usually sits back and takes in the scene after wreaking particular carnage on some unfortunate individuals.
Enchanted Items:(no more then 5) +5 strength in between his gauntlets, boots and greaves, with a claymore and warhammer, both nordic, that give lightning damage (once in a while).

Brief History: Vivanil grew up in seyda neen, but always had a bloodlust that was rather uncommon to his fellow Dunmer. He left vvardenfell at a young age and made his way to cyrodiil to compete in the arena, but decided he could make a better living as a mercenary. He has been wandering cyrodiil since, content with his life of killing things and drinking heavily.

OOC: im gonna wait for an opportune moment to jump in, maybe after this little tavernside ruckus is dealt with

As they seen the two fighting the guard came and intervened,
"Capt. Adam go get the other guards!" said the Guard while sounding astonished,
So Adam ran towards the Castle and rang the alarm mostly all the guards unlcluding his older brother came out and followed Adam to the fight,
"Stop now and no one gets hurt, well maybe the Vampire filth!" said Adam's older brother with the anger in his voice ready to kill the vampire, as most of the town guard came to settle down the fight Adam rushed to get the Castle Guard to their aid,
"Quickly!" Adam said to the Guards, "We have a Vampire in the town!" he said again and him his father and the Castle guard ran to the Street.

As they were almost ready to kill them Adam shouted out loud, "STOP!" he shouted, "Let them talk before we kill them or arrest them!" adam said.

"Hehehehehe...You have more than a Vampire on your hands." I said with a grim look. "What are you waiting for, Kill him." Zyle said angered. I then began to hear a horrifying howl. "Hehehehehehe...Looks like you have company." I said while pointing towards the two moons as they filled the sky full. "By the nines did you hear that...?" A local asked. "Hear what?" a guard replied. "That Howl, it sounded like a wolf but much deeper and manmade." the local said. "You're hearing things, and if it was manmade they would have been extinct." the guard said. "See that's were you are wrong, during the 'Immortal's War' three Lupines got away, so I suggest you to get ready for a hell of a fight cause they sense fear behind these walls." I said while walking back towards Christo and the others, "Christo and Aven, we leave now and Liarah if you wish to join, the time is now because he have a problem." I said while looking at all three of them.

"Lycan you get back here." Zyle shouted while running towards us. I was very annoyed and quickly cast a paralyzing spell that lasted for 5 minutes. "You must run Zyle once the spell is weakened." I said while walking towards the back gate.

Adam looking towards the Main Gate, "by the Nine, GO get the rest of the Town and Castle Gaurd!" said Adam as his older brother ran to get the rest of the guard and the family, as the rest came some grabed out their bows and some pulled out their swords and the town alarm sounded.
"All citizens get to your homes and stay inside till further notice!" shouted Adam's Father with great alarm in his voice.

As they were getting ready Adam's sister, three brothers and his father rushed to the main gate and got in formation.

Aven followed Lycan. "Are the werewolves going to attack the city or anyone venturing outside of it?" He needed to get to his horse and get his armor, he did not want to face werewolves unarmored.

Adam was ordered to retreat by the Castle Guard Captain and to take his men and protect the Count and barricade the doors and any other entrances that lead inside the castle, every castle guard all waiting to fight, all waiting to die, but Adam and his Older Brother are side by side around the Count in the Throne room.
"Adam stay here with the Count, ill take the countess and some men to the dungeon and bard the entrance blocking th way." he said with worry
as Adam and his men rushed to the count and grabbed out their bows and were ready to fire.

"They're here, the beast are here." A guard screamed from the walls, and then out of nowhere that same guard was grabbed and thrown over, "quickly we must move, this isn't going to go well." I said while running towards the gate.
screams and commands were filling the air. Then a loud howl filled the air, echoing through the city that's when the werewolves began to climb over the walls, there were 8 in all and 1 really big one that just leaped over the walls with ease.

Liarah looked at Aven angrily.
"How rude, he just ignored me." She said angry.
Christo chuckled "you should try speaking louder."

Adam and the Count and 10 other guards in the throne room and 14 guards on the main hall ready to fight, while his older brother takes the Countess and the Elite Guards into the dungeon for more safety, those walls in the dungeon are narrow and strong are a good defense, the werewolves would never stand a chance in their, while Adam's two other brothers, father and sister are outside guarding the main gate towards the hall.

"Adam, what is happening out their?" said his Older Brother, "i don't know?" said Adam,
5 minutes later two werewolves broke the barricade from the roof and landed in the main hall, "FIRE!" Adam shouted and they fired only hitting the first werewolf but not dying yet, as they both killed the guards adam and his brother were only worrying about the rest of the family,

As they battled one werewolf ran to the dungeon, as the werewolf slowly making his way to his brother they killed them with ease with silver arrows, but Adam having more trouble as the werewolf slowly killed each of his men, now there was only him and the three castle guards defending they count and the throne room.

OOC: Hey Christo, wrong character, you might want to correct that.

Aven finally made it to his horse, but to his horror, the horse had been killed and mutilated, with a werewolf covered in blood standing over it. "I just know that this is going to hurt, but I got no choice." Aven cast Bound Helmet, Bound Gloves, and Bound Boots, and a shield spell. The werewolf rushed at him, and Aven drew his sword and cast a fireball at his foe. It didn't faze the werewolf even as it scorched its flesh, as it continued running at him, leaped, and knocked the spellsword to the ground.

It attempted to bite at Aven's throat, but the Telvanni managed to cast a lightning bolt that threw the beast off of him. The werewolf rushed at Aven again, but this time it was impaled on Icicle as it attempted to leap onto him. Aven then pulled himself up and pulled his sword out. Fortunately, his silver weapon seemed to have fatally injured it, although the being was still alive.

Aven then sliced the lupine's throat, before turning to his bags, just as his Bound Item spells were wearing off. Fortunately, the bags that the horse was carrying were not damaged or tampered with. Aven rushed to them, opened them, and began changing into his armor. Given the cold weather, it wasn't pleasant.

As Adam's older brother came up with the rest of the guards they grabbed out their bows and started firing at the last werewolf in the hall, as they ran out of arrows another were crashed right through the door leading to the city from the outside, Adam looks outside and sees his two brothers and sister lying on the ground dead, "NO!" Adam yells with tears coming down his face, Adam grabs out a silver sword and trys to confront the werewolf.

Adam's Older brother quickly rushes towards his young brother and grabs him and runs towards the Throne Room,
"Quickly! Shoot those vile beast!" said his Older Brother, "where is Father?" said Adam, "i don't know?" said his brother.

He takes a look at the werewolf and sees the guards are all dead, Adam sneaks behind the werewolf and stabs the werewolf with the sword and it falls down turning into his father, Adam's Father trys to speak with adam and his older brother.

OCC: i forgot i won't be around all next week except i will be on Thurday or Friday, then im away for the weekend, but i will be online on Monday and the rest of the week.

Aven finally got into his armor and shield, and placed Mudskipper on his head. He then was confronted with a question; should he follow that vampire, and leave a town to it's doom, or should he risk his life to help rescue Bruma? After giving it some thought, he decided that he wouldn't want the townspeople to suffer the same fate that he was so anxious to avoid. He knew he'd probably hate himself for this tomorrow, if he were to make it to then, but his mind was made up.

Aven rushed into the gates and into the town. He saw a werewolf attempting to break down a door into a house. The telvanni approached the creature, which turned towards him, obviously viewing him as either the bigger threat or the easier meal. The werefolf slashed at him with one of its claws, but Aven slashed Icicle across its paw, causing it to scream. Before it managed to recover, Aven let loose a flurry of slashes onto the creature's chest, carving the beast open piece by piece. Aven then stabbed into the creature's chest wound and killed the werewolf. Unfortunately, Icicle was running low on magical charge. Just as Aven pulled his sword from the lupine's hide, anothe werewolf pounced at him from behind, tackling him to the ground. He knew that this was going to hurt.

The spell wore off The young Redguard as he regained his balance but before he got up, Lycan was already gone. Not knowing what was going on, he heard howls and screams, "What in Oblivion was that...?" he asked himself, Zyle walked from a ally to the streets, seeing it filled with bodies and covered with blood. "Did Lycan do this." he asked himself while walking towards the castle, and then a werewolf that caught his scent followed. It crawled on walls and buildings while following him, and then hid while Zyle looked back. Zyle made it to the castle door when he heard a sound, he quickly took his scimitar and was ready, but before he can realize what he was facing a Man-Like creature pounced on him, while struggling and stabbing it six times in the side he was bit on the shoulder in the process, Zyle screamed in agony and pain as the wolf fangs and claws punctured his side and shoulder. Zyle killed the beast but was severely injured doing it, "What in names was that?" He asked himself as he was fainting because of the lost of blood.

Just joining guys. Here's my character sheet:

Name: Jared Gutive
Nickname: Jared
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Race: Breton

Height: 5' 7"
Eye Color: Deep Brown
Skin Color: Pale Peach Tone with a scar running down upper cheek to chest
Hair Style: Long silky black hair, often covering his face

Class: NightWeaver
Class Focus: Stealth
Major Skills: Blade, Light Armor, Sneak, Security, Marksman, Acrobatics, Athletics

Appeal: Black Robes, Black Hood, Backpack full of supplies,
Combat Appeal: Tinted Hard Leather (Black Leather), Silver Shortsword, Silver Longbow
Enchanted Items: -none-

Brief History: Jared's mother was killed during a raid on their village by a nearby bandit group. Jared's father blamed it on himself for not being there, because earlier that day he had to make an unexpected visit to the Skingrad market, and killed himself. Jared was 7 at the time, and thought that he was getting punished by a higher power. Jared shunned (and still does) all the gods and worshippers of the sort, so he burned down his home in rage. He left his village and turned to a life of crime to survive.


OOC: I'm assuming it's night right now.

IC: "Ahh, the night. The only thing that welcomes me fondly." He said as he stepped out from the ally into the barely lit street. To Jared's surprise they were covered in blood and bodies. By his instinct he returned to the shadows, and listened closely to get an idea of what was happening. Nothing. No noise. He was about to make his way onto a low roof, when a scream echoed through the silent night. He made his way through the shadows to the noise. It was no longer a scream, but a slow moan. Jared was worried now. Someone or something was out there. Jared quickly lean out from a house and looked in the street. There was nothing in the streets. Jared was leaning back when he saw a body roll over. He did some bad things in his lifetime, but he did not like abandoning people.

Jared scouted the area for any signs of danger and then sprinted over to the body. It was a redguard. He shoulder was gorged with scratch makes surrounding it. Jared looked in his pack and took out some spare clothes from a recent heist. He ripped shreds of them and wrapped the wound. His side was in worse condition. "Damnit Jared! Not another person needs to die because of you!" He whispered to himself angrily. Jared stuffed the wound with a shirt, and then wrapped the rest with shreds of pants.

"Hey! Get away from him!" two guards yelled, while sprinting towards Jared. Jared quickly looked up and ran. He ran behind a house, cut through an ally, quickly crossed the street, and hid himself away in a corner by the wall. Jared had lost the guards, but there was something wrong with this town. He should have never come here.

OOC: Welcome To the Series.

IC: Zyle felt someone helping him but was clearly out-of-it, then was left alone when a voice scared the stranger, "Sir, are you ok?" A voiced asked, Zyle then open his eyes and began to come-two, "What Happen?" he asked while looking around, "We found you outside the castle door when we came out to scout the area and when we did we saw someone over you like he was taking something." Zyle then looked towards his items, but nothing was missing, "I think you have it wrong I think he was trying to help me." Zyle said while slowly getting up, but only to limp towards a nearby well.

OOC: Somebody set up us the bomb!

The werewolf clawed at Aven's back, tearing away armor and flesh with its claws. Aven screamed in pain, but managed to stab his sword wildly back at the werewolf, even if he couldn't see it. It did, however, cut at the werewolf enough that the lupine reeled back enough for Aven to pull himself to his feet.

"This is the end of you, s'wit!" Aven shouted. He cast a weak fireball not at the werewolf, but at the patch of snow it was standing on. The spell turned the snow into slush, causing the lupine to lose its footing and slip into the cold slush. Aven then cast a more powerful frost spell at it, hurting the werewolf and freezing the slush back into snow. As the beast struggled to get free, it realized that its fur had been embedded in the ice.

Aven then stabbed the creature several times until it was motionless. Now with a short breather, he used the remainder of his magicka to heal some of his injuries. It stopped the bleeding, but the wounds were still there. But now there was still a town to save, or die trying. He only hoped that if he does die, it wouldn't be in vain. He looked and saw Zyle with two guards.

"Zyle, are there any werewolves left?"