[Emilie M]

OOC:I got no problom with it.

IC:Forgon hit the back of Jdato's head sent a shockwave into Forgon. He flew back and crashed into the wall. He wasnt unconscious (or dead, for that matter), but he was injured. As he was still slightly fatigued from the previous incident, he couldnt get up with his lack of strength. His hand was horribly burned, and his head felt like something was drilling into it.

[Jesus Sanchez]

Kalarn grinned, only to be blown away by a lich who said "Milord, it is I, Zalphon, a newly ascended lich, what may I do to serve you, Master..."

[Dan Stevens]

Forgons eyes remained open as he sat there, aganst the wall. He knew no one would help him, just like last time, so he had to do it on his own. Using a nearby chair as support, he stood up. As he stood up, his courage grew, and inturn, his strength. He looked out the window to see if anyone would come and help, but all he saw were hoards.

Hoards of the Dead.

[Scott]

Just then, the door to the inn swung open. The Red-Headed Breton tripped and fell to the ground. Kenjatsu and the Orc were the next to rush in but they both tripped over the Breton and fell ontop of her.

The Female Argonian and Khajiit were the last to enter the Inn. The Khajiit quickly slammed the door shut, only to see it swinging open again due to the force the Khajiit used, but the door was quickly closed once again..

"Kenjatsu! Gorbo! I cant breath!" Said the Breton in a muffled voice. Kenjatsu and the Orc, Gorbo Gro-Shurgak quickly stood up off of the Breton and looked back at the Female Khajiit who had a look of pure terror in her face, and the Female Argonian, who was panting for breath..

"Relax Ji'katha, we are safe." Kenjatsu said.

The Breton stood up and looked around, only to yelp in surpise and fear. "Kenjatsu! Lich!" Said the Breton, backing away slightly..

The Female Argonian looked up and frowned. She then looked back at Kenjatsu. "I thought you said it was safe here?" The Female Argonian said.

"Well, last time i was here there wasn't.. This much of a mess." Kenjatsu said, looking around the inn and shaking his head. He then turned his attention twords the Lich and readied his sword, the others doing the same..

[Your Mum]

Estarriol watched in horror as the Breton he had previously trying to defend turned into a lich, necromancer and servant of Mannimarco before his very eyes. It was then he realised how foolish he had been. He had known something very dark was going on, and had wanted to get Arnand to a servant of the Nine right away, but it had never crossed his mind that Arnand would become an enemy, or lich. He looked outside and saw what looked like every corpse in Blackwood heading straight for the inn. Estarriol's composure was shattered now. He knew that his life was in immediate danger, and yet he could not escape. Oh, yes, it was possible for him to just run and escape. It would be quite simple for a mage of his calibre, indeed, almost any mage, to just cast a simple spell, and escape within minutes. But to do that would go against all his upbringing, and his duty and honour as a mage. He could not leave. He had to stay here and do all he could to stop the coming unslaught. If that meant he had to sacrifice his own life, then so be it, he thought grimly.
He had been rather naive and foolish in his trust of Arnand, but he had done one good thing: rendered himself invisible. That could be of significant advantage. Coming away from the window, he raised his arm and called forth a wraith to guard the door against the undead. If he was going to have to fight the undead, he would fight fire with fire, he thought grimly.
He turned around and looked at the lich. This was what had to be destroyed for them to have any hope of winning. Estarriol crept around the side of the lich (for he would not call it Arnand), preparing to begin his attack. But then, in the corner of his eye he saw a group of people with Kenjatsu passing the wraith and falling down in an ungraceful pile on the floor. He rolled over to Kenjatsu quickly and whispered in his ear.
"Kenjatsu, it is, me, Estarriol. We must unify our attack on the lich to have any hope of winning."
OOC: Don't forget that I am currently invisible. And now would be a bad time to be away on a holiday or something, Perapsam.

[ShOrty]

Suddenly. EMPORER URIEL SEPTIMS' GHOST WALKS THROUGH THE WALL AND INTO THE INN.
He turned to the innkeeper and said.
"You, I've seen you... Let me see your face. OMG YOU ARE THE ONE FROM MY DREAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
SUDDENLY a random guy jumped out of the wall and killed the Emporer's ghost! He then proceeded to set the inn on fire by smothering it in lantern oil and then setting it alight with the fire from the fireplace.

"DIE PUNY MORTALS!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed as he sunk into the flames.

[Batricia Alele]

OOC: Vum don't troll, seriously...

[carrie roche]

OOC:So, are we supposed to take Vums post seriously or...?

[Gaelle Courant]

YES BECAUSE I WILL DESTROY YOU ALL


(The wackiest inn in Blackwood!)

[Ronald]

OOC: Im ignoring it...

Zalphon hisses a spell and watches the armored dunmer get up and kneel to him... Zalphon then says "Defend me, Skeleton, if they attack kill them..."

The Skeleton nodded and drew his blade...

[Spencey!]

J'Dato fell down and his tattoo slithered back to his left arm. He was no longer on fire and had no strength left. Weakly he said ' What happened please help me!' Suddenly he rolled over in pain a huge cut was appearing across his stomach. Blood started to poor out 'Please help me!' He shouted before he fell down unconscious.

[Abel Vazquez]

Kalarn gets up, stabs Zalphon, and says "Wow, maybe I should've hiked a few more miles to the Five Claws Inn..."

[Jessie Butterfield]

Aria ran to J'Dato and tried to stanch the blood flowing from him. She grabbed a tablecloth and held it on the wound, but soon it turned red. The only way she could stop him from bleeding to death was to stitch the wound. "Does anyone have a needle?" she yelled while turning him over to reduce the amount he was bleeding. Though she didn't understand what had happed she hopped that saving him would help her find out.
OOC: Fox, I hope you don't mind this, considering J'Dato is unconscious, and I presume you would like someone to try to save him.

[SUck MYdIck]

Kalarn says quickly "Stop helping him, lass... I need his corpse..."

[Russell Davies]

Forgon heard the Necromancer say that.

"He's still alive, for gods sake!" Forgon said.

[Hot]

Kalarn looked back and asked "He is?"

[Andrea P]

"Everyone is always alive. Even the dead. No matter who you are or what you do, there will always be a spark of life left in your soul" Forgon replied. He then grabbed something out of his boot, and revealed it was a dagger. He pointed it at Kalarn.

"You will step away from that man, and leave him alone. I respect Necormancers and there powers, but killing people with a chance to live is just wrong."

[April D. F]

Kalarn looks back and pulls out a longsword and then says "Wait, I thought he was dead, don't make me make you dead... Friend, I want no trouble..." He then asks "What time is it?"

[herrade]

Forgon looked at him and said "Why do you ask?" as he edged his dagger down, slowly.

[marina]

Kalarn calmly says "Solstheim was not good to me, lets leave it at that..."

If they find out the secrets of mine, then my death will be quick...

[Mr.Broom30]

Forgon heard him mension Soltheim.

"Well, Im not sure, as my vision is clouded after being knocked on my [censored] 2 times wiht no one lifting a finger to help, but I would say sometime at night. Not sure though" Forgon told the man.

[GRAEME]

Kalarn says "It looks like dusk is coming soon..."

[Marta Wolko]

The Bosmer stopped bandaging J'Dato's wound to shoot a furious look at the necromancer. "Unlike your friend here," she snarled, gesturing to Forgon, "I am no great friend of those that study your arts. If I hadn't have been preoccupied I would have stopped you from taking those other bodies. As it is, I am going to stop you from taking this one."

[Tyrone Haywood]

Forgon looked at the Bosmer.

"I am not great friend of necromancy, as you put it, but you have to admit it is a powerful art of magic that few can control, and that deserves respect." Forgon said in his defence. He then stowed his dagger in his boot, and sat down, still fatigued from the earlier incidents.

[Danger Mouse]

suddenly a fat drunken man named homer m. fatmen in a speedo walks into the drunken dragon in. hes got a cheap wine in the left hand and another one stuffed in the front of the speedo, in the right hand he picks up a broken sword. then homer m. fatmen says " im almost out of my drunk juice, i want more!" as he walks up to the manager.