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K, I'm gonna hold where I'm at for now and let everyone else catch up to a point. Ventro, could we just have it to where Odvan is talking to him or something while all others pull themselves together? I don't want to get way off, so I'm hoping he can keep my char. from distancing.
Arsenai, intrigued by the words of the Forsworn, works his way over the a blacksmith forge. The coals are hot, and he has some gold he had originally planned to sell, but now he has a new plan. He sets to work, and soon has a thick necklace chain with a lobster clasp that could be be opened by...
Arsenai runs out from the cave and collapses, unable to believe what he just saw. He checks himself for wounds that he was certain had been made, but there were none. The 'things' he saw had torn him to ribbons, yet they hadn't. There was something down there that cast an illusion magic like he...
Well everyone else would feel the shaking right? They'll be like wondering what's going on when Arsenai takes on outa there like the Devil's behind him, then whatever comes comes. I'm not sure what's coming, I thought I'd leave that to you. I could change it if you'd like.
Also, sorry 'bout...
Arsenai extracts what information he could from the five miners who seemed way out of place there and the heads down into the cave. If there was anything he knew about ancient places, it was that there was usually loot at the end, often guarded, but the guard was usually easy to deal with. He...
Okay. I'm going to try to check back more often today and not get lost. Could someone talk to me so that I might relate some of my attributes canon-wise? I'm certain that someone there would be curious about the first non-mammal to suddenly join in their ragtag band of random adventurers.
Seeing that the whole battle with the werewolf was over, Arsenai begins to take in the sight around him. "Heh, what do you? Another ancient crypt-cave. Wonder what's in this one? Evil draugr. Necromancers. A skeletal mage-king surrounded by an army of skeletons." Arsenai shudders with the memory...
Sorry, I'm having trouble following. I decided to play the game for a bit (though one can never play for just a bit) and some stuff has happened here. What's happening right now so I'm not lost?
"Damn it! Somebody's got to do something." he said while the werewolf left for a moment. Arsenai looked around and rested his gaze at a breton being tended to by an altmer. "Hey, any ideas here? I can't get my blade to cut him more than scratches. Do either of you know what to do here?" He...
((OOC: looks like death by plot. Forsworn could blame it on a curse, though he apparently poisoned him, and then try to convince the others to help him with godknowswhat.))
Arsenai felt blinded by the speed the werewolf came at him. He tried blocking and swinging his sword, but the beast dodged his every effort. He finally relented and went on after the orc. Arsenai checked himself for wounds and sighed in relief at just seeing a few scratches on his armor. He...
All right. Might I ask, the eventual point we're working towards at the moment is getting Wulf in the cage, right? If that is so, someone yell it to Arsenai in the thread so he isn't lost as for what to do.
Arsenai marched through the trees away from his most recent quarry, relying on his old sense of direction and nose to lead him to the nearest town for bit of wine and mead. Suddenly the sound of battle reached his ears. He reached for his sword, but then realized that the battle he heard was not...