OOC: this is the last OOC, I'm out of the hospital and waiting for Werewolf&Vampire to respond to my last post. If she doesn't in the next day or so I'll get the RP rolling again. Oh and happy belated Thanksgiving.

OOC: I'm a guy. Oh and you can control Veronika for one more post and her reacting to her freedom. I'll continue after that post as I am very busy with something. But I promise to remain active for the sake of the RP.

OOC: Is JonasVault dead?

"I feel..," Veronika paused "Different". Many things were on her mind, the befuddlement, the fog that often clouded her judgment was gone. She wasn't sure whether to dwell on the thoughts of that mysterious woman, the ritual or the fact that she had control over Lycanthropy, or that she might have displeased Hircine. True, some Lycanthropes don't serve him as they should of, but only some are killed off to end their misery. She recalled one day she had to kill a wereboar who wasn't so enamored of his gift, so she feared she would be hunted as well. It was a price to pay after all, any hunter, werewolf or not, knew that any free animal was a hunted one. No bothering hunting a captive creature. She looked at Goliath with a sister-like smile and then looked to the ground again. She still was a bit confused, if not fearful at the events that will come soon. But she needed to dwell on the current situation; Her quest for gold. She smiled at Goliath again, offering him a simple "Thank you,"

With that said, she walked away from the ritualistic site, scratching her head. She needed some sleep, but she wasn't sure anyone else here would want to rest near a bunch of bloody carcasses and smoking vampire dust. She was tempted into trying to transform into a werewolf, but she needed not to intimidate anyone. Not now anyways. Veronika looked around, her first thoughs going to the other infected species beyond human; The vampire.

OOC: He's in the hospital and doesn't have access to a computer at current. He sent me a message and said that the RP would continue as soon as possible.

OOC: Oh, well. Ok then. Hope he feels better.

He has my best wishes but i think it's about time one of us temporarily takes this thread over until his return.

As for his caracter we can have him go prancing in the woods only to return whenever he does.

I'd be happy to join and help move things along if someone could give me kind of a crash course on what's going on.

Fan fictions are a hell of a lot of fun and I'm getting interested in ES once again now that Skyrim is on the horizon.

Sorry, Sign ups are closed, you'll have to Pm Jonasvault, and he is... otherwise occupied.
But I don't know where/how you'd join in anyway, unless you were a vampire or werewolf.

(facepalm)

sorry, but the leader of this RP is in hospital and sign-ups are closed anyway. Although I do personally suggest that whoever in this RP has the most experience take over for a little while, taking in another RPer to do so sounds kinda stupid on our part: we don't know how well you RP. Meaning, although I'm not very good, the other RPer's KNOW that. but to us, your untested. and the RP is fairly far along so i don't think we ca take you on.

You can look at my posts on the Fallout Fan Fiction to see how I RP. It's alright though. I was actually in another RP that JonasVault hosted that fell apart over there, just relaunched it actually.

Anyway, I agree that whoever is the essential "second in command" should temporarily take charge so you all can get this thing going again. If you let it stagnate too long people will lose interest and when Jonas gets out of the hospital there won't be a thread to revive.

P.S.

The facepalm was uncalled for.

sorry if i was offensive it wasn't intended.

I was probably just kind of defensive anyway. So much is lost communicating through text.

Anyway I'm going to go ahead and just start reading this, the topic seems to have a lot of participation and an interesting basis so I'm sure I'll be quite entertained for some time.

I just got back home from the hospital last night. Bed-ridden with a nurse who comes by every day to give me pain medication and antibiotics. So, I'm out of the hospital, but my grandfather is IN the hospital. He isn't doing well. Guys, I'm so sorry. I wanted to keep this awesome RP going (maybe one of my best works yet, thanks to you guys all the way along), but I don't think I can keep it going. My life's taken a downward spiral right into the 7th circle of Hell. I wanted to keep it going more than anything (same with The Warren Smiley).

But I think this thread may have to be closed down for awhile, at least until the dust settles, and hopefully, everything will be alright.

Your friend and fellow RP'er,

Jonas

Your life sux right now. Don't worry about the RP now, honestly you have bigger problems.

Jesus.

Get better man, I didn't realize it was so bad. I hope those pain meds ad antibiotics work quick and your grandfather gets better soon. Even though I'm uninvolved in this story I concur with the other poster don't worry about the RP, worry about getting better... or better yet don't worry about it and just relax. This RP is long enough and well written enough that it'll still be there when you get better. Just get better man. Best wishes, I hope this new year brings a **** ton of good stuff for you.

Dude, Jonas, I'm so sorry. I hope that both you and you grandfather get better soon.

Hey guys, ive already cleared it up with Jonas and im joining the rp... Hey and to Jonas man im sorry to hear that and i hope that you and your grandfather get better soon... Also if somecan fill me in on whats going on (in the rp) i would really apperciate it...

Don't worry Jonas, you just make sure your family is all okay. We'll still be here when you return.

http://www.gamesas.com/index.php?/topic/1118322-horror-of-the-north-rp/ is a good topic for review.

Lol ive read the intro and everything and ive read all the way up to where you guys have made camp for the first night... But i mean whats going on with the characters and such

Lol ive read the intro and everything and ive read all the way up to where you guys have made camp for the first night... But i mean whats going on with the characters and such

Lol ive read the intro and everything and ive read all the way up to where you guys have made camp for the first night... But i mean whats going on with the characters and such

Nothing other than what you would of read.

OOC: Lets get this going shall we?

IC:

Goliath smiled as Veronika walked away. They were now bound by the same bond, the one of the Matron Huntress. He changed back into his human form and donned his armor, wrapping his cloak tight about him. Gathering the rest of his gear, Goliath walked back to the camp. The others were idling about, talking and doing other such things. It all seemed to be going much more smoothly than before, apart from the newcomer, the vampire. In Goliath's eyes he was just a cursed man, but used it and controlled it just like Goliath controlled his lycanthropy. Stepping near the fire, Goliath peered across the horizon.

"The sun is rising. We should be moving soon. Somebody make breakfast, then we'll get a move on. Kraag is in need of our aid." Goliath sheathed his sword and pulled out a hunk of dried, salted pork from his rucksack and sat on the ground. He bit into it, savoring it. Within a couple of minutes the meat was gone, washing it down with a gulp of mead. " 'Spose I'll get something going." Goliath knelt by the fire and poured a bag of oats from the dead mule into boiling water. Then added some spices he'd been saving. A few minutes passed and a tasty porridge was made. "Eat up, we have a long hike ahead of us." Peering into the foggy morning woods, Goliath breathed a sigh of discontent. Blood soaked the snow, ashes were scattered around the forests' edge. The mayhem of the previous night was something that not even Goliath could have thought of.

Walking through the fog, Goliath found the road and looked into the direction where Kraag awaited. He then looked towards the disemboweled Rolf. Goliath simply dug a pit in the snow and laid his body in it, placing Rolf's sword on his corpse, then covering the shallow grave with snow and rocks.

Goliath walked to the camp. Time passed by as he smoked his pipe, drank cold tea, and sharpened his sword. He waited on the others, although time was of the essence, they all deserved some peace and rest.

I glanced up from my book as Goliath and Veronika wandered back into the camp, obviously done with whatever they had been doing. Goliath announced, "The sun is rising. We should be moving soon. Somebody make breakfast, then we'll get a move on. Kraag is in need of our aid." Goliath sheathed his sword and pulled out a hunk of meat from his pack, sitting down to eat it. Several minutes later, when he had finishe his meal, and no one had stepped up to make a meal for the rest of the group, he said, "'Spose I'll get something going." Goliath knelt by the fire and whipped up some type of food – porridge, maybe – and said to the group, "Eat up, we have a long hike ahead of us."

He then marched off towards the road, apparently to gain his bearing on the way to Kraag. I saw him bury the beheaded body of Rolf with his sword, and then headed back to camp. He started to smoke his pipe and sharpen his sword. I looked around for a moment, but then realized that I was rather hungry. I sat my book down and stood up, heading to get some porridge. I had my own food, of course, but I wanted something hot. I grabbed a small bowl from the dead pack mule and served myself some of the porridge. I took a bite, finding it fairly good, at least for typical trail food.

After I go myself some porridge I walked over to Goliath and sat down next to him. I raised the bowl and said, “Quality food, Goliath,” I paused and glanced around the campsite. Blood from werebeasts covered the snow, turning it a deep red, and their bodies were laying ere they had been slain. Ashes were scattered across the area, blown by the cold Skyrim wind. This place was no longer safe to stay in, in my opinion. “We should move on soon, and move quickly to Kraag. This defeat was no doubt merely a minor set-back for whoever is controlling these beasts, but he will most likely want revenge.”

I tried to thank Goliath for breakfast but I was still grasping at air to fill my lungs with. Jesus christ, I'm tired. The battle had taken a lot of energy out of me, and i had hardly gotten any sleep (although more than most of my company.) However, I was used to little sleep and a lot of exercise from my days hunting Were-beasts and from before that as a soldier, so I knew how to sit down, close my eyes, and catch my breath.
After leaning against a particularly comfortable patch of moss growing off a log for about a minute, I mustered the willpower to stand up. I saw Rolf's body and knelt by it. There was no way we could give him a proper warriors burial – especially considering the lack of Stalhrim in the area. I softly chanted a prayer to Kyne about his soul. The details are a little too long to recite, but basically I requested the Wind Goddess ease his passing into Sovngaard. I didn't yet know the rights required to prevent a necromancer from using his body, but is soul would be safe hopefully.
Finally, I took a bowl of Goliath's porridge. It tasted amazing. Never in my life had such a bland texture been so full of life – and I still haven't gotten that recipe. Personally i'd have preferred to have a little meat with it, but I have never been one to complain about such trivial matters. Wolfing it down quickly, I addressed our group, "Hurry up and eat while it's hot, we should start moving soon."