Residents of Skyrim ((open rp, no profiles))

[Amelia Puddle]

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"You could say that. I'm gathering up any artifacts that would prove valuable to my race, and checking to see if anyone else still exists." Lattia replied, glancing back at the hallway o' corpses again. "Here seems to be a bit of a waste of time, though."

[LightImpKeeper]

Lolia- tavern wench and explorer and she has never taken a arrow to the knee. Brynjolf.

"there is a rather nice stone in the dwarven ruins, only there are some bloody big dwarven contraptions keeping my usual retrievers at bay." Brynjolf said pausing as he heard a splash "that or...." he smirked and moved closer "I am concerned about my lass, she is to flirty, I just want to test to see how loyal she is, flirt give her a drink and see how she reacts then report to me but dont sleep with er."

((SAVE liola she is foxeh!!!!))

[Hunter R1]

Hunter Nord


Hunter nodded then he followed went Liola to the river and saw her drowning and when she came back up he took all his armor off and swam and pulled her on on to shore and started to do CPR he looked around for some one to help him so he yelled out "HELP!!!" and he just kept trying to do CPR. and he thought about his mission about how he could not let anybody die and this would defentliey jepordize the mission.

[LightImpKeeper]

Lolia- tavern wench and explorer and she has never taken a arrow to the knee. Brynjolf.

Brynjolf looked after Hunter when he heard the shout for help he rushed from his stall, seeing the woman he loved being apparently snogged by a man he shouted "oiy no touching!!!" he then rushed down the steps and then paled when he saw Liola soaked not breaking, he looked up for a breif second and saw a flash of red and black and knew the dark brotherhood had been involved, then dropped to his knees stroking over Liolas face "come back to me lass."

As Brynjolf touched her Liola jerked up and coughed up the putrid canal waters into his face, she groaned coughing and heaving looking to hunter she rasped "thank you." then flopped back exhausted.

Brynjolf closed his eyes as he was hit by the disgusting water, he then moped down his face "we need to get her to the ratway that b*****d will be back the dark brotherhood never give up on a target."

[Hunter R1]

Hunter nord


Hunter nodded and he got up and he helped lift Liola into Brynjolf's arms and then he put his armor back on and looked around for the Dark brotherhood assasian seeing if he could catch up to him but he realized he had left all his weapons in his home. then he turned back to Brynjolf "So what are we going to do now?"

[shoki13]

Emil Onna the Bosmer

Emil nodded. "That sounds like a pretty good reason do do this." he looked at the hall of corpses and frowned. She was looking for her lost people and only found death. Still, he put a smile back on his face. "I say we keep exploring further. We could still find something down here that could be of use to you. Then afterwards, we can head back to Whiterun to sell some treasure and get some well-earned drinks at the tavern!"

[LightImpKeeper]

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Lolia- tavern wench and explorer and she has never taken a arrow to the knee. Brynjolf.

"protect her and enter negotiations with the brotherhood, we stop the contract and till then she got to be kept safe." he then looked to Hunter and smiled "you! You will protect her and if that b*****d comes back kill him, I will send Delvin to deal with the brotherhood." the man had history with them he looked over Hunter "take her to the guild and get her out those wet things, I got to speak to delvin lad." he then got up walking off he was going to stop this contract as soon as he could.

Liola groaned and got up her head was killing her and her chest, she was freezing cold, soaked and smelling "I feel like a trolls nut sack." she said as she sat up her armour sodden making it heavy "who the hell wants me dead?"

[Kage Shunketsu]

| Korim Flabberjock |
Assassin
Unknown Race so far...

Korim chuckled at Shali-rall’s suggestion. Of course, taking off his armor would determine this. He reached his arms up and grabbed his helmet. He tugged and it sort of stayed in place. Funny…maybe it had a latch somewhere? The Argonian beckoned for him to follow, and follow he did. All the while trying to remove his helmet. He struggled for a little bit and felt all around his neck for a latch or maybe a switch to get the damned thing off. Nothing…he figured then it had to just slip on and off. He began pulling and tugging some more and finally gave up. How long had he been wandering…? Well, if he knew, he would tell…

”Honestly…it seems like I’d been walking forever. But then, since I have no clue who or what I am…I can’t say for sure. And this blasted armor is glued to me or something!” Korim yelled once more trying to get out of the suit. He tried to take off another piece, the breastplate, but it didn’t budge. He tried for the legs and then the shins…he even went for the gauntlet, but no avail. ”Must be enchanted…or cursed…” He followed her into the mess of broken brush and trees and sighed again. He supposed he would have to get used it…
”Why did you say you were out here again? You were looking for…something?”

Nico Clarion

(((Ah ha! I got on! Sorry it’s late…. XP)))

[SwornOptimist]

T R U E N || R E M U LxxxXxXxxX
of The Dark BrotherhodxxxXxXxxXxxX

Truen spotted another member of the brotherhood, making brief eye contact. Dark Brotherhood assassins didn't work too well together so Truen stepped back and observed. The assassin slipped into the filthy canal water and submerged himself till the water calmed. He stood back and remained hidden pressing himself against a shadowed wall. A moment passed and he spotted the busty blond woman walking beside the canal. So that woman was his target.. he thought to himself then watched closely. A soon as the blond approached the areas of the assassin, he made his move. Dragging the woman underwater, letting her lungs fill with the liquid 'till her flailing stopped.

The assassin let the body float to the surface and swam away. You fool, what a rookie mistake. Truen thought and had a sudden urge to finish the job himself. He was about to take a step when an armored man came running her way, stripping and diving into the waters to fetch the woman. Truen could take out the disarmed man, then kill the woman. He drew two daggers and was about to make his move, but yet another larger man came running over. Truen stepped back. Now wasn't the time to make a move, not yet. "Stop the contract, eh? Not gonna happen." he snickered under his breath and grinned beneath his mask, finding humor in trying to negotiate with the Dark Brotherhood.

YES. The large man walked off. Truen was tingling with excitement. His hands begging to be drowned in blood once more. He began to get restless. Screw staying hidden, he wanted to put on a show. Make the kill that much more enjoyable. Truen stepped out of the shadow and walked carefully over to the man in the daedric armor and the busty woman. "Matters not who is after your life. A contract with the Dark Brotherhood is absolute. I will end you and fullfil this contract." Truen announced his presence in a cryptic voice, his weapons concealed for the moment.

[Servant Reborn]

Awkalo

Awkalo choked a couple of times, forcing him to slow down and eat like regular. He finished the few three apples he had and stood up. Then, he started to walk into the forest in search of plants, mushrooms, and other natural ingredients so that he might brew some new potions.

Imperial Thief

Inventory:
Linwe's Armor Set, Long Bow, Iron Arrow (30), Iron Dagger, Healing Potion (12), Lock Picks (24)

[Nico Clarion]

Shali-rall
Great-Axe Wielding
Enchanting Apprentice
Argonian

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As Shali-rall followed the rugged path layed out before her she couldn't help but snicker a bit at Korim's predicament. "What do you mean you can't get it off?" she asked as she stopped and turned to face him.

"Hope you don't mind if I give a try," the argonian then said under her breath as she examined his armor. She then steeped behind him and felt along the back of his neck and shoulder blades. Shali-rall finally stopped, stroked her chin, and sighed. "Wow, the gods arn't smiling on you today. Your guess about this is as good as mine."

The lizard woman stepped back ahead of him and continued on her way. "I'm looking for a..." she started then trailed off thinking. "Actually I am not one-hundred percent sure what it is that I am searching for. I just know that when I see it, it will be obvious." she finally informed looking left and right.

They trudged on for what seemed like a good fifteen minutes before Shali-rall finally stopped, staring at the ground. She looked at her new companion then back at her surroundings. "He wasss right here!" she exclaimed pointing at the ground. Her lizard-like accent slipping with her anger. "There wasss a human right here! Damn wild life" The argonian then sighed, kicked a rock, and took a seat on a green tree stump. She gathered her thoughts and looked up at Korim. "I had been trailing this merchant for some time you see. My master is in need of a certain... possession of his. Just two days ago, when I was ready to make my move, I was confronted... by a group of those damned werewolf hunters, Silverhand or something..." The argonian took a breath and glanced around once more before continuing. "Well once I had finally gotten away from them, realized that my quarry was lost. Just this morning I luckily stumbled over his carcass. The wildlife had gotten to him for me. Unfortunately for me... The 'wildlife' had returned for him, as you saw..."

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[Kage Shunketsu]

| Korim Flabberjock |
Assassin
Unknown Race so far...

Korim stood still as Shali-rall checked his armor as well. He had hoped that she would be able to find something. sadly, there was nothing there. At least she couldn't see it anyway. Korim groaned and looked all over his armor again for an opening, but none. He sighed and followed his new companion until they had found well….nothing. Shali-rall had begun to speak angrily now and looked about for her target…whatever it was. She seemed to be going feral...something Korim was wary about. Seeing as how he had lost his memory, and that he was with an unfamiliar person, he had to be careful, though, she seemed nice enough. Shali sat down and Korim sort of stood there...sitting in his armor would probably be uncomfortable.
"Huh...your master....so that means you work for someone then? And I don't think I know what the Silverhand are..." Korim looked around the brush for a bit and examined every piece of green and dirt. He mumbled something to himself and then crossed his arms.

"Damn...looks like another Sabre-toothed cat took off with it. Due West. Actually, more like a pack of them. It showed up only a few minutes ago...and then left when it heard us moving through the brush." Korim said looking at Shali-rall. His helmet masked any emotion, but his voice gave off a satisfied tone.

Nico Clarion

[Nico Clarion]

Shali-rall
Great-Axe Wielding
Enchanting Apprentice
Argonian

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"The Silverhands are just a bunch of superstitious raiders, chasing and bragging about myths of werewolves and..." Shali-rall informed looking to the side. She stopped her sentence before she finished it. The argonian turned her attention to Korim and stood up. "Well, whatever you are, clearly you aren't someone to be underestimated," she complemented in awe of his skills. Exceptional battle and tracking seemed to certainly be two of his strong points. Just who was this man? Not even he seemed to know.

Shali-rall sighed and reached back to scratch behind one of her horns. "West, is it?" she asked before turning towards the direction mentioned. "I must find it before... Well I absolutely must get that corpse as soon as possible." The argonian looked around the grown a bit more before opening her mouth to speak again. "I'm just wondering how his parcel is still in the possession of his body even after all it has been through," she said shaking her head. Shali-rall looked Korim. He seemed to have no idea of anything at the moment. "Well seeing as you have no current obligations and a little... lost. Why not lend me a hand in my... search? You've seemed to do a spectacular job of it so far." she suggested then looked to the right. "Honestly... I'm not so good with the whole tracking deal."

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[Amelia Puddle]

ᶰᵃᵐᵉ: ℓαттια вαℓмαƒяє ||| ᵒᶜᶜᵘᵖᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰ: υηѕρєcιƒιє∂ ||| ʳᵃᶜᵉ: ؟؟؟؟؟؟

The Bosmer's optimism was near endless, it seemed. "Always worth a try." The elf muttered, before taking hold of the mace again, turning, and heading down the path. Now where were all the traps?

[Kage Shunketsu]

| Korim Flabberjock |
Assassin
Unknown Race so far...

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Korim didn’t really react to Shali’s comment. Then again if he did, you wouldn’t be able to tell. He pondered on Shali's request now and considered it thoroughly. Yes, teaming up would be a good option. He decided that he could help her with her quest, and she could help him with his…amnesia. Plus he didn’t really know his way around, but he…knew…his way around. Shali was right about his tracking skills, though it did him little good being lost and unfamiliar with his environment. ”Sure, Shali-rall. I shall aid you in your quest. But first, let me ask you...what’s so important about this parcel?” Korim inquired scratching his armored head.

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OOC:

Nico Clarion