[Soku Nyorah]

Cassamir
Cassamir stared at the snake man
"The Empire is not the only nation with assassins you fools!"
He drew Goldbrand and watched as Boethiah's Hand appeared and killed five of the swordsman.
"Meet my personal army, Boethiah's Hand, kill them all!"
He then charged at the swordsman screaming violently, "you foreign invaders will not take my country or my life!"
The other warlords took this as a moment of glory and sprung into battle.

[Vickytoria Vasquez]

Vassir pulled a short dagger from his cloak as Cassamir charged, and threw it at Flavius' heart.

[Cathrin Hummel]

Falco Pohlmann, Rorhwald Roamers camp.

The camp had been formed a short distance from Waye, just outside the Imperial Cities grounds. They'd cause little disturbance to those of Waye, yet remained close to the local Inn should their need arise. Falco Pohlmann sat outside his tent, watching over his men as they sang, danced and made merry. "Make merry while you can, boys. I fear these situations will soon escalate into true warfare." he grumbled, taking a mouthfull of local ale.

Ashcliffe, one of a few Bretons of the company, came across from the merriment. "Drunk again, Cliff?" asked Falco, his voice showing his amusemant. "Aye, Me too!" chucked the Breton in responce. "Whats the matter then, Corporal?" asked Falco, his tone now serious. "The lads and i been talking and wondering.. What we doing out here?" replied the Ashcliffe, a look of innocent confusion on his face. "Waiting." grumbled Pohlmann, getting to his feet. "Word reached me yesterday of a council being held tonight. Spoke of the commanding warlords and claim-holders meeting here tonight to discuss the land."

"Begging your pardon, but whats that to us? So long as we have money in our pockets and ale for the evenings."
The Captain shook his head, clearly the Corporals wits had been lost to tonights entertainment "We've got to find a paymaster. No good us being mercenaries if we got nobody to fight for, best to have stayed in the Legion if that was the case. Them useless tosspots would have us cleaning one day and killing the next. We'll be fighting soon enough, and we'll be ready a week before hand." He took a step towards the Breton, patting him on the back "Get some rest, we'll be on the move again soon enough."

Falco headed south into Waye, leaving his men to their music. He'd order a quiet drink down the local tavern and listen to the tales of old fishermen. Once word had reached him of the councils progress he'd sent a couple of his men to the righteous commander with offer of his services, and the cost of quality.

[Amy Siebenhaar]

Cassamir stuck in his charge barely noticed Vasir throw a dagger at Flavius
"Boethiah thirsts for your blood Vasir, come meet Goldbrand!"
Vasir turned towards Cassamir and glared...

[sally coker]

Vassir grabbed his katana and blocked Cassamir's blow.

"I was born here! This is my land! You are weak, unable to rule Tamriel. Only a dragonborn can have that honor!"

[Rach B]

Vassir grabbed his katana and blocked Cassamir's blow.

"I was born here! This is my land! You are weak, unable to rule Tamriel. Only a dragonborn can have that honor!"

Cassamir

"DO NOT CALL ME WEAK FOOL"
He slashed at Vasir who instinctively dodged
I've got him...
Cassamir nodded to the assassins in the room and watched as four arrows hit Vasir in the back, then five of the assassins came and surrounded Vasir with their wakazashi's drawn
"Perhaps you should surrender now snakeman before we kill you!"

[Jaylene Brower]

Vassir hissed.

"You have changed nothing. The Empire shall fall, and there shall be not but darkness until the rise of the Ninth Divine!

"To fight the Blades is to fight fate. I will die, but we shall when you turn your head for but a second. Blades are like me, a snake, coiled and ready.

"We may be cornered, we may seem defeated, but that is when we strike!"

[courtnay]

Vassir hissed.

"You have changed nothing. The Empire shall fall, and there shall be not but darkness until the rise of the Ninth Divine!

"To fight the Blades is to fight fate. I will die, but we shall when you turn your head for but a second. Blades are like me, a snake, coiled and ready.

"We may be cornered, we may seem defeated, but that is when we strike!"

Cassamir tackled Vasir to the ground held Goldbrand against his chin and said
"WHERE ARE THE BLADES THAT NEARLY CAUSED A WAR, GIVE ME A REASON NOT TO KILL YOUR LEADER RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW!"

[Natalie J Webster]

"You still think we support the Empire, don't you?

"The Empire was doomed from the start. Reman may have been Dragonborn, but his children did not have the same drive as him. The Remans were fools, and their Empire should die to make way for the next Dragonborn. Perhaps he is here, but I doubt it.

"Go, make your councils and your petty alliances. They are doomed to fail.

"Flavius is already is dead, do not concern yourself with that fool. He thought himself as honorable as the Emperors of old, but he failed to see that they died out. There is no place for men like him!

"Go ahead, kill me. My ancestors are proud of me, can you say the same, Cassamir, tool of Boethia?"

[Leticia Hernandez]

Aventius Umbranox.

What happened almost suprised me. All of a sudden. The blades killed their own leader, and tried to kill us all. Luckily we managed to beat them. After I killed one of them snake-folk I went up to Vassir. I heard his argument,

"True snake, we may not be Dragonborn, we may not truly have the right to rule Tamriel. But it is no excuse to let the land divided and our own sons killing eachother. I only wanted my family to rule the throne until a new Dragonborn came."

[Jesus Sanchez]

"You still think we support the Empire, don't you?

"The Empire was doomed from the start. Reman may have been Dragonborn, but his children did not have the same drive as him. The Remans were fools, and their Empire should die to make way for the next Dragonborn. Perhaps he is here, but I doubt it.

"Go, make your councils and your petty alliances. They are doomed to fail.

"Flavius is already is dead, do not concern yourself with that fool. He thought himself as honorable as the Emperors of old, but he failed to see that they died out. There is no place for men like him!

"Go ahead, kill me. My ancestors are proud of me, can you say the same, Cassamir, tool of Boethia?"

Cassamir

"I AM NOT A TOOL, YOUR FOOLISHNESS IS YOUR DOWNFALL, MEET GOLDBRAND, AND MEET BOETHIAH IN OBLIVION!"
He then punched Vasir in the face and sliced at his legs, making him unable to run.
Boethiah's Hand finished the rest of the Akaviri Swordsman and Cassamir dragged Vasir towards the front of the room
"Men, this is what I do to those who oppose me!" He slit Vasir's throat in front of the crowd
"It's unwise to oppose me!"

[loste juliana]

Flavius stood in shock, clutching the blade lodged in his stomach. He watched as his bodyguards were cut down, and then looked down at the dagger.

"So this is how it ends?"

He started to laugh, and he fell onto the table.

"May Stendarr have mercy."

[Trevi]

Cassamir

He ran over to Flavius
"You will not die today..."
He signaled for one of Boethiah's Hand to come over
"You know basic healing spells, correct"
'That is correct sire'
"Then all of you focus all of those spells on him at once!"

[Cameron Wood]

Aventius Umbranox

Cassamir is trying to save Flavius life. Though I never understood why he is doing that. He send these snake men to threaten us to be his puppet.All I know now at this point is that the snake-folk are a threat to our country. And should be exterminated.

[Tina Tupou]

Vex Bincal, House of Bincal, Elder Council Chambers; Engaging: _all
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"Hold it! I believe I am the qualified healer here." boomed Bincal, who was now standing on top of the council table, with her silver blade drawn and glimmering.

She briskly walked over to the bleeding Flavius, pulling him fully onto the table, and laying her silver blade by his side. She pressed two hands upon him, one on the wound, the other on his head, and began murmuring incantations. With her words, her hands began to glow with a alien, piercing white light...

[Kevan Olson]

Flavius' eyes burst open, and he took a deep breath.

He remained quiet, and took erratic breaths, just staring at the distant ceiling.

[Prohibited]

Vex Bincal, House of Bincal, Elder Council Chambers; Engaging: _{Flavius, Cassamir}
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With a jolt, Flavius returned, gulping in air. The glow around Bincal's hands began to fade, and she slowly rose to her feet. She picked up her silver short sword, sheathing it to her side. She then bent over him, grabbing the dagger that had previously been lodged with his chest, and placing it within Flavius' hand, closing his fingers around it.

"That's your lucky dagger now," she said, with a slight bemusemant in her voice. Standing up straight once more, she looked to Cassamir.

"King of Bruma, will you have one of your men take him to the Temple District? I'm sure more healers will be willing to have him there. He still needs more care."

[brian adkins]

Vex Bincal, House of Bincal, Elder Council Chambers; Engaging: _{Flavius, Cassamir}
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With a jolt, Flavius returned, gulping in air. The glow around Bincal's hands began to fade, and she slowly rose to her feet. She picked up her silver short sword, sheathing it to her side. She then bent over him, grabbing the dagger that had previously been lodged with his chest, and placing it within Flavius' hand, closing his fingers around it.

"That's your lucky dagger now," she said, with a slight bemusemant in her voice. Standing up straight once more, she looked to Cassamir.

"King of Bruma, will you have one of your men take him to the Temple District? I'm sure more healers will be willing to have him there. He still needs more care."

"I will." He nodded at the two men standing closest to him.
"You heard the lady!"
The two left without saying a word
"I didn't take you for the healing type Vex. It was a... pleasant surprise."

[k a t e]

Aventius Umbranox.

I never trusted the Akaviri but what happened today proved to me that they are threat to not only to the divided rulers of Cyrodill, but to her people as well. As flavius is being taken somewhere to be fully healed, I then went to the middle of the room and spoke to these kings of Cyrodil.

"That man trusted the snake-folk with his life, and they attempted to kill him, and almost did. The Akaviri are a threat. If we didn't die by fighting eachother then we would die by their swords. If we are to prevent our collapse and being bent over to them, we must unite for just this one moment! Just this moment! and exterminate all of them! I will be dammed if we will be ruled by foreigners from a land far away again! And if you cannot settle away your differences and face this common threat... Then I'm ashamed to even call myself a Cyrod."

I then just stood there, waiting for some type of response.

[sarah]

Vex Bincal, House of Bincal, Elder Council Chambers; Engaging: _{Aventius Umbranox, Cassamir, all}
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Once Cassamir had ordered his men to take Flavius to the Temple District, he turned to Bincal.

"I didn't take you for the healing type Vex. It was a... pleasant surprise."

"You can thank the old Empire for that," she said, a smirk crossing her face. "And believe me...it surprised me too."

By then the King of Anvil had begun to speak, and Bincal walked back across the table, where her bodyguards helped her return to her seat.

"...then we would die by their swords. If we are to prevent our collapse and being bent over to them, we must unite for just this one moment! Just this moment! and exterminate all of them! I will be dammed if we will be ruled by foreigners from a land far away again! And if you cannot settle away your differences and face this common threat... Then I'm ashamed to even call myself a Cyrod."

Once the king had finished, Bincal spoke up.

"Count...King...I'm afraid I don't know you. But, I beg your pardon, the idea is ridiculous. There is no way that I'd leave my territories under-defended to go on some quasi-gallant crusade against the Akaviri. I have absolutely no quarrel with their kind. And I have no intention of starting one either."

[Sara Johanna Scenariste]

Julius Scipion, White-gold tower

Julius sat unfazed as The akavari attempted to slay someone or was it everyoe, anyway afterwards their was a whole lot of talk about wether or not to slay the Akari he stood up and commanded the room with a single word over all the noise "SILENCE" he roared silence fell he cleared his throat smoothed his clothes then spoke "Now is not the time for Conquests against Akavir Wipe them out on our soil yes but for now we will have to be contenet with that" He paused to command the room before continuing "We must hope at least that a new emperor is chosen " he sat down and let a new speaker take the floor.

[Crystal Birch]

Aventius Umbranox

As I was waiting for a reply, That warlord from Cheydinhall did reply, though it was against my plans. She must of not understand that they were clearly just trying to kill all of us including her. Maybe she is a puppet to them, though I can't just accuse her of that without solid evidence or proof.

"So you have nothing against them? You must be that forgiving to not nothing against them when just very recently they tried to kill you, as well as everyone in this room. You may still consider them friends today, but what about tomorrow? Sure. Go ahead and pretend that if you don't start anything against them, and they'll leave you alone. But what happened today opened my eyes.."

Just a second after I was finishing with that counter argument to her, many of the warlords began arguing about it. I guess I must of started a debate over the faits of the Akaviri. Then Julius of The Colovian Empire told all of them to be silent, before giving his opinion on that matter.

"I never said that I wanted to invade Akavir itself Julius. You must of Missunderstood. I just want to wipe out all of the Akaviri from Tamriel. I do agree that a new emperor must be chosen. But that will be hard as most of us desire that title. I propose that over a majority vote between the biggest players such as me, Julius, Cassimir, the man from the West weild, and whoever will take Flavius's place as leader when he resigns, as a temporary dynasty of Emperors until a new dragonborn comes. Though I know most of you won't go for the idea."

[Holli Dillon]

Vex Bincal, House of Bincal, Elder Council Chambers; Engaging: _{Aventius Umbranox, all}
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"So you have nothing against them?" the lord of Anvil replied, "You must be that forgiving to not nothing against them when just very recently they tried to kill you, as well as everyone in this room. You may still consider them friends today, but what about tomorrow? Sure. Go ahead and pretend that if you don't start anything against them, and they'll leave you alone. But what happened today opened my eyes.."

Vex Bincal's eyes narrowed. Anvil was trying to undermine her position by depicting her as stubborn and obtusely naive, an impression that she could not let linger in the minds of her rivals. For a few moments, the Council Chambers were full of pvssyr before everyone was silenced by the Colovian (whom the Lord of Anvil called "Julius"), who then reaffirmed the need to stamp out the snake-men across Cyrodiil.

The Lord of Anvil then proposed an election committee made up of the strongest factions of the council, whose job it would be to elect the next emperor. Bincal scowled at this proposal, as it would leave her, as well as the other warlords around Cheydinhal with no voice at all in the election proceedings.

"If I may have the floor...." she began, standing from her seat and looking at the King of Anvil with her best poker face "To answer your original question, my lord, I'm not sure what you mean." Bincal gestured to the dead Akaviri lying strewn about in the entryway to the Chambers. "Thanks to King Bruma's most excellent guards, the Akaviri who tried to kill us are all dead." She then turned to face the rest of the council. "And last time I checked, the Akaviri are not all of one mind. Just as the members of this council are divided, so are they."

Bincal then rounded on the King of Anvil. It was time to go on the offensive.

"Here, ladies and gentlemen," she said, pointing to the King of Anvil, "is a man who would have you commit your forces, at great risk to yourselves, to exterminate the Akaviri across our provinces, and then turn around and refuse to give you a voice in Cyrodiil's future! What kind of jest is that? You support him with troops, and he takes away your sovereignty!" Bincal's gray eyes wandered back to Anvil, whose gaze she met. "I am sorry, my lord, that is not how diplomacy works around here." Sitting down, she added "I give up the floor," and waited.

[John N]

Aventius Umbranox

The warlord from the Valus mountains once again spoke. This time trying to destroy my reputation. However I won't go down like that.

" I knew there will be bitter opposition to my idea. I prefer that way because if everyone has the chance to run for Emperor; there will be too many people running, and too few who will chose. Atleast this way the transition to Emperor will be smoother than the choice you require. As for Sovereignty. Is it really worth it for young men and women, as well as future generations, to die in warfare, our people suffering just so several small kingdoms can have a degree of independence, spilled by blood, just like High Rock. If you prefer to have a divided country just so you won't be dependent then a united country like we once were, then I am afraid to cal myself a Cyrod. Besides, Many of us wants to make the other nations give up their sovereignty. Ofcourse if that what is need to reunite Cyrodil, then I'm afraid our country will be spilled in blood."

I then slowly went back to my seat. Many of these so called kings are corrupt.

[how solid]

Arch-Count Rislau, Imperial City.

"Here, ladies and gentlemen," Risau didn't recognise the speaker, a woman, he was beginning to regret not reading the dossier he'd been given about the other attendees of the conference "is a man who would have you commit your forces, at great risk to yourselves, to exterminate the Akaviri across our provinces, and then turn around and refuse to give you a voice in Cyrodiil's future! What kind of jest is that? You support him with troops, and he takes away your sovereignty!" She stared pointedly at one of the other lords "I am sorry, my lord, that is not how diplomacy works around here." as she took her seat she said"I give up the floor."

Rislau began to move to speak himself but was beaten to it by another, one that Rislau actually knew Aventius Umbranox " I knew there will be bitter opposition to my idea. I prefer that way because if everyone has the chance to run for Emperor; there will be too many people running, and too few who will chose. At least this way the transition to Emperor will be smoother than the choice you require. As for Sovereignty. Is it really worth it for young men and women, as well as future generations, to die in warfare, our people suffering just so several small kingdoms can have a degree of independence spilled by blood just like High Rock. If you prefer to have a divided country just so you won't be dependent then a united country like we once were, then I am afraid to call myself a Cyrod. Besides, Many of us wants to make the other nations give up their sovereignty. Of course if that what is need to reunite Cyrodil, then I'm afraid our country will be spilled in blood." An interesting speech, if a little heavy. It's time for the Niben to say it's peace.

He decided not to rise, speaking from his lazy position sank into the chair, "So it would seem some of us here would want to return to sovereign counties in fighting and warring, in the style of our forefathers and others would have us commit genocide and then vote for our next emperor. " He looked around the room meeting each man, and woman, in the eye. "I would ask you this; since when has that been the Cyrod way? It is certainly not the Niben way, I say that our next emperor is one who can unite Cyrodil, be it through conquest or diplomacy" Rislau had never been particularly good at big speeches or winning people round with words. He was used to the heat of a battlefield or a tournament. "If any man can dislodge me from my seat then he is welcome to it." He knew he had just offered a challenge to those there but he welcomed it.