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 Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 11:03 pm
((Forgot the name of the fortress that's by Balmora.))
"I'm sorry, I'm not into interracial anything."
The soldier relieved himself of Zhavanjango's arm and ran back to the fortress.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 11:22 pm
Jango laughed as the man ran off, unnerved "Tough crowd....poor kid, he doesn't realize I will get what I want from him, whether he likes it or not!" He entered the pub and ordered up a round for everyone in there, taking no caution in flashing his enormous amounts of gold around
Zhalavidra stood up and headedoff, as she wanted to arive in Cyrodil by nightfall. Her only problem was, she was unsure how to get there. She had visited this realm before, but she had been very young, and it had been quite a long time ago. But, she knew that she had visited the Imperial ciy at some point, as she remembered getting to meet the Emperor and sit on his lap. She was brought out of her moment of thought as a group of Slave Traders surrounded her with visious grins and sharp blades. She eyed them cautiously "I'm sorry, is there something I can help you with? I'm busy, so make it fast, okay?" She leaped into the trees as they took a moment to comprehend what she had said, and she dove into the strem "Oh, sorry, I forgot, I'm already running late, you'll have to wait till next time....if there ever is one!" She dove beneath the water, quickly swimming back in the direction of Balmora. It would probably be safer to find a safer way to Cyrodil or get someone to travel with her. She quickly made her way down the stream, and arrived in Balmora in just an hour. She caught scent of a Pteron and quickly made her way to the fortress nearby. She approached the guards calmly "Excuse me, kind soldiers, but would it be possible for you to take me to the leader of this fortress? I have some business to attend to..."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 11:26 pm
"What's your business?"
One of the soldiers asked.
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 11:10 am
Zhalavidra pulled out her family Crest, a golden pyramid with the marks of the Dragonia on four sides, and the symbol of the Dragonia Royal Family on the bottom "I am the Crown Princess of a race from another land far away, contrary to what you may have first believed, I am in no way Argonian. I am on my way to the capitol to see Ral-jikem and pay a visit to His Excellency, but it seems that the road is littered with bandits and slave traders who seem to put their own selfish desires over the law. So, I wish to speak with your higher-up about my options for travel or assistance, as I have not been to this world in over fifteen years, and much seems to have changed since then."
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 1:56 pm
"Bandits and slave traders are nothing but a nuisance feel free to slaughter them as you see them. Due to the siege we can't spare any men. Everyone has their hands full on reconstruction and guard duties. The captain is in the capital. Take the Stilt Strider from Balmora down to Seyda Neen. Then from there take the Stilt Strider from to Vivec take the barge from there to Ebonheart. But when boarding the ship to Mournhold remember that the Inner Sea is filled with large dangerous creatures that destroy ships without trouble. Keep your status secret. From Mournhold you can also get to the Imperial Capital."
The soldier went back to talking to the other soldiers and taking inventory of the resent shipment of weapons they received.
The new Emperor stepped out of a door followed by two Blade body guards.
"I want to thank both of you again for stopping Oblivion. Grand master Jaferry needs to speak to you about a mission. you are to report to Cloud Ruler Temple. In his letter he said it was urgent, you are to leave now."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
"We will leave right away."
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 11:52 am
Zhalavidra smiled and bowed "I thank you for your help, kind soldiers, please have this token for your troubles with mysel" She handed him a pouch of 2000 gold, and headed off to the Silt Strider. She went as according to the directions given to her, arriving in Ebonheart just after sunset. She went and boarded the ship to Mournhold, and as they shoved off, she stood on the port side, enjoying the evening sea breeze over the deep azure water. She wondered how everyone back on Earth was doing, and she wondered what Ral was getting into about now
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 8:34 pm
Zhavajango exited the bar after entering, slighty flushed. He spotted the Dragonian Princess board the Silt Strider, but was too late to stop her "s**t, this is goibng to halter my progress.....oy, that damn b***h is lucky..." He squawked irritably, and sat there, awaiting the strider to return. as it did, he boarded it himself, and on the way, grabbed the driver, his claws ready to slit the man's throat "If you value your life, you will kindly tell me where that Argonian woman with the flowing silver hair was headed, perhaps I will give you something 'nice' if you comply" He had a large grin, and squawked in laughter as the man relented, pissing himself with fear
"Sh, she s, said she was heading for Cyrodil, she should be catching the ship to Mournhold about now......please! I know nothing more!"
Zhavajango smirked, reaching down and fondling the man's equipment "Well, thanks for the info, and here is your reward" He continued fondling the man until they arrived at Seyda Neen. He got up and handed a bag of 5000 gold to him "For the good time, let's have some more fun another day" He turned and went to board the next path, and by nightfall he was in Ebonheart. He bought some food from the pub, getting it for free after pleasuring the well-muscled orc bartender, then headed off toward the capitol on foot. Luckily for him, he knew the ship to Mournhold would set her back almost a day, and he knew a way to reach Cyrodil before that. He rubbed his feathered belly as he envisioned the expression on her face as he captured her. He detested the ragonia, as he was taught, they were a vile race of bloodthirsty bitches whose sole purpose was to bring grief and death to his people. Not to mention, they were ugly, with icky squishy blobs on their chest, no package to play with, and he heard that taking it from the back was something they abhorred. Of course, secretly, deep down, he had doubts abotu all this, as he had never actually interacted with a Dragonia, but he trusted his elders knew what they spoke of, as this had been the way of life for thousands of years with his people, and to question them now would be wrong and childish. As he went along the path, he stubled onto a camp of bandits, who instantly surrounded him. "Ah, it looks like I have found my fresh meat for the evening, one, two, four, six, wow, I am going to be writingh in pleasure once I am done with you boys!" He reared back and quickly decimated the four orcs and two Bretons with swift and sharp-clawed kicks, then quickly tied them all up. He devoured the roasting Cliff Racer they had on the spit, then stood over them with a leering grin "Well, looks like it's time for me to play, you boys will make such wonderful toys, hehe"
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 9:14 pm
((* - Can't remember how to spell that guy's name.))
Ral and Kasumi had spent one day and half a night on hoarse back to reach Cloud Ruler as quickly as possible. The imposing fortress carved out of the side of a mountain. It's design was close to that of the Akaviri. It was made in the time of the Akaviri invasion of Tamriel. The large wooden doors slowly opened before they arrived. Jafree* strode out on horse back accompanied by two blades clad in full Blade Armor. Ral climbed down from the horse. As did Kasumi.
Jafree had learned of a new portal opening in Nibenay bay. A portal of which all who enter leave insane.
"Sister Kasumi. You have done well since help Emperor Martin regain the throne. We have one more Job for you do accomplish. A strange portal has opened in the Nibenay Bay. I want you to investigate it. As for you Ral-Jikem. There have been several attacks on the imperial ships off of the island of Vardenfell in Morrowind. I want you to go there and investigate it. As well as eliminate what is causing the problems. It is apparently a large sea monster. You can breathe underwater and are a powerful warrior. In case the ship is destroyed I trust you can finish the job of eliminating this monster. You are to go from Cheydinhal through the mountains toward Mournhold. Start your investigation there. Then proceed to Sothhiem. The isle to the north west or Vardenfell. Gather any information there. Then gather information in Ebonheart, Vivec, and Dragon Hold. As well as any other coastal village, town, and city. If you can't find any information then scour the libraries of Mournhold and Vivec. There is also a growing underground slave trade and bandit threat. Eliminate those as well. Now go. I will be watching over Martin."
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 10:06 pm
((I am guessing it is safe to say time flows dfifferently here than in Earth and the others))
Zhalavidra sighed as she left her cabin and entered out onto the deck. She went and climbed out onto the stern, and sat on the edge, enjoying the cool breeze. It was morning, and they still had a ways to go until her destination. She hoped that they would not be plagued by the rumors of sea monsters being true, however, if such a thing was to occr, she was more than prepared to attempt at dispatching of the beast. She could hold her breath for obscene amounts of time, and swim fast while fighting underwater if neccessary. She thought about what was going on, and wondered if the asinine Pteron had given up on her trail
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Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 10:39 pm
(Yes it does. There are still seven day weeks with 24 hour days, but the year is only 4 months long. I'm pretty sure that's how it goes. But I'm not sure.)
Ral, Kasumi, Jafree and the other two Blades rode on horseback toward the Imperial City where they would split ways. Ral had a long journey ahead of him. Kasumi didn't know what she was in for. She just hoped for a chance to do battle. Her life had become ever so boring since Oblivion was sealed once more. She made her way back to the Arena to put on a quick show for her fans. Though every time she leaves she is tailed by some annoying high elf boy.
The trip back to the Imperial City was uneventful. Ral went to the shack he received by Kasumi and gathered his gear for the trip. He exited the shack on the Waterfront and started off by swimming across the lake that surrounded the Imperial City. He looked like a crocodile as he swam across the surface. He would gather provisions as he went. He always loved to hunt over pack food. He climbed out of the water and began his journey toward Cheydinhal. It would take about four hours walking. He didn't see the need to run and his horse would only slow him down in the mountains.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 11:38 am
Zhavajango stretched and yawned as he got up; he had spent most of the night pleasuring himself with the helpless bodies of the bandits he had tied up. He he had then left them exhausted and bruised, most of them bleeding slightly from their insides. He walked over to the Bandit leader, who was wide awake. "I thank you and your boys for the good time last night, I enjoyed you all quite well...now, I am goign to have my morning quickie, then be off" He grabbed the man by his head, and forced himself onto him. After he was satisfied, he laughed, and left them there, heading off in the direction of the Capitol.
He arrived there in the late afternoon, having had an uneventful journey on foot, his ability to sprint longndistances in seconds and leap across vast amounts of land in one jump, alowed him to arrive quite fast. He had only come across a single bandit since then, but she was a female orc, so he simply had beat her half to death and left her body for the beasts to take care of. He now stood in the Imperial City, and he waltzed through it, ignoring the stares and peculiar looks people gave him; he knew it was custom to react in such a way. After all, there were not Pterons or any sort of similar race to his in this realm. He observed the people who teetered aroudn the arena, taking comic note of one woman with an irritable expression leaving the arena with a twink of a high elf tagging along. He smirked, and placed his hands on the boy's shoulders "Well, now, how's about you and I have a little fun together? We can 'play' for a while, I assure you, it will be much more fun than acting as shadow for a pissy woman such as this" His feathers were ruffled, and his belly rubbed against the boy's behind
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 10:32 pm
"Psh, no way you creepy freak. You're not even cool enough for me to talk to. Grand Champion wait!"
Kasumi had slipped away when the boy was being bothered by the strange bird thing. He looked around and then noticed her slip through a large gate leading outside the city. She leaned up against the wall and sighed. He was really a pest but it would be better to have company to Leyawin. The boy came rushing from the gate and stumbled over a rock. He fell and slid down a hill to the feet of a wolf. He looked up at to saliva dripping from fangs. He closed his eyes. A second later he heard a yell and a yelp and opened his eyes again. A daedric short sword sticking through the top of it's head and through it's chin dripped with blood.
"Whatch where you're going kid. If you really want you can follow me to Chorral and from there to Leyawin. But no more from there."
O-OK!
Kasumi helped him up.
"To bad the stables are all the way on the other side of the Imperial City. It's a long way back up and around."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 11:18 am
Zhavajango took offense to the boy's comments, and went chasing after him. The boy was now at the base of a hill with the same woman as before. He came over to her irritably and stood in front of the woman "Look, I don't want any trouble, so if you would please, give the boy to me, if he is your slave I will pay you for him." He squawked with a good-natured grin "Ah yes, I forget, where are my manners? My name is Zhavajango, Crown Prince of the Pterons, and I am here on business. And what would such a powerful and strong b***h such as yourself be doing here with such a tasty and well-built young man?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 1:53 pm
Her blade quickly snapped to Zavajango's throat. Her eyes narrowed.
"If I weren't on an important mission right know I would arrest you myself. Slavery has been made illegal in all of Tamriel. You're lucky I'm feeling merciful this morning or I would cut you down right here. Come boy. We have a long walk a head of us."
"Right. This guy is really creepy."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 10:04 pm
Zhavajango smirked, showing no signs of fear; he had been trained and conditioned not to feel such an emotion, and from the moment he hit puberty he was taught in the ways of hardcore and painful torture, both with and without sex involved. He looked upon them callously and squawked with laughter "Oh, I see, it's gonna be like that then!? fine, take your whiny little hunk of fresh meat, b***h, I'll just go find a nice beefy orc at the tavern. Oh, and by the way, I could give a damn about your little 'laws' b***h, I am here on an important mission myself, and as far as I am concerned, the laws of my people are the only ones I am required to follow"
Jagen appeared through a portal, and in an instant, he had grabbed Zhavajango from the woman "Please forgive my friend for his ill manners, a Pteron is well-known for his haggardly rudeness and disregard for the courtesy of others. Still, his mission is important, I ask that you please overlook this incident for the time being, it is imperative he finds a certain woman by the name of Zhalavidra, who recently came to this realm to see Ral-jikem of the Blades, and the Emperor. Any information on this woman would be much well appreciated. Ahavajango, I leave you to your mission, young lady, I thank you for your mercy and bid you farewell" He stepped back and disappeared into the shadows, leaving the area entirely, a whisper lingering in Zhavajango's ears "Don't ******** this up, if you value your way of life"
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