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[gnaag]

After Erunianon's question Gnaag was forced to tell him something quickly, because nothing was of bigger imortance than to become a member of such a good party. Some time he was trying to learn something about the art of healing, but he wasn't convinced very much whether he might be helpfull.

There was just one way how to try it. Under his foot he felt a fragment of a cup. It was sharp enough. Gnaag took it into his hand and chopped his own wrist. The stream of blood appeared. He pointed all his energy into his second hand and put on the hurted place. Drops of sweat emerged on his forehead. When he released his hand, the wound wasn't there anymore.

After this performance he asked Erunanion if the proof was satisfying.

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Gnaag was nicely surprised when he saw pretty smile on Emeralda's face. So he also made one just for her:

"I am not very sure about the reason for what I am here. But I suppose you wanna be the helpfull hand to our country. Actually I am not a man who can do something of that kind. But I am here and my aim is to keep alive."

"As to what had happened before you came. I have to tell you that I don't know very much. When I entered I saw quite nice wood elf. Actually not prettier then you, you are a real jewel among these rough warriors. So she was about to be the leader here. Then she unfortunately faded away. After it some brutal characters entered. They made a mess here and I was hi... Oh, It isn't important. And now I am here talking to the beatuiest creation, who ever walked the grounds of Tamriel."

[CertifiableX]

[Sonnaba]

For character description, please click HERE

Rejected by a sneaky stripling mage! Truly the gods loved to test him. Sonnaba sighed as he noticed Emeralda eying the one called Euranion.
“Do what must; but we not wait long. Much to do before going.” He smiled his friendliest smile (at least what he hoped was friendly) and turned back to Frog.

“Lovesick puppy…” he murmured quietly. “Methink we look at others.”

Bracing his broad shoulders and taking a deep breath (he hated public speaking), he cleared his throat loudly, projecting his voice over the hubbub of the tavern:

“AHEM. We need Mage and Sneak! Me be Sonnaba: healer and fighter, and this be Frog: fighter and scout. We not bite,” he added with a smile towards Emeralda, “unless we need to.”

[gnaag]

Suddenly a pain broke out in Gnaag's head. Some voice sounded in his mind. It was talking, that he should tell to everybody who he is. Gnaag tried to get rid of it, but his weak mental barrier wasn't enough. Fortunately, the pain vanished as abruptly as it emerged. Gnaag was full of fear. So in case the sore reappeared, he told his companions absolutely everything about himself.

"As you already noticed My name is Gnaag. You surely see of my height that I am of Bosmer race. And I am telling you I am for every fun and if you wanna joke about me, be free. All after I am bard and jokes are my life, my profession and my income as well. I am not dissatisfied with me. My age is something, what I don't know exactly, because I am not counting well, but I think I am about thirty years."

"Fight isn't my favourite part of life, so I have only this dagger, which I seldom use againts anybody. I never felt comfortable in any kind of armour, so I don't wear any except my cap I made myself of leather.My last possessions are only this belt and absolutely new very nice ring, for which I am here."

As Gnaag said about the ring he found out that he still didn't know whether it had some kind of enchantment on it. But when he touched the ring with the words 'very nice ring', it started to change color. Gnaag sensed the stream of power flowing into his mind. Without any warning something special happened to Gnaag's tongue. He losed the control of it and he started to sing the best song he ever knew.

It actualy didn't have words he could distinguish, but it was wonderfull. Gnaag felt, that it was about the love. He subconsciously adressed it to Emeralda...

[Yeknom]

THE DRUNKEN ALIT-Emeralda

Emeralda felt her face flush hot from Gnaag's kind words. She gave him her very sweetest smile She was also amazed at his healing demonstration."Gnaag, you are the healer this party needs! Which means now hopefully I will not be left back and replaced by a healer after all!"

She thought to herself how interesting this will be. This party would have two dominant males, Euranion and Ralaith. Which would be leader, and which would allow himself to be led? Gnaag could also be a leader, but she felt he would give the opportunity up to one of the others. She could be wrong, though. One never could tell. She would definitely be happy to follow any one of the three, but she would certainly interject when needed!

She addressed the three of them. " I would be proud to consider myself a member of this group, which I think is a good one. Unless you tell me otherwise, I am gathering my belongings in preparation for our travels. I have with me a Chitin Short Bow with 100 Chitin arrows, 10 restore health potions, 6 cure disease potions, 6 cure poison potions, 6 cure paralyzation potions, 5 restore health scrolls, one dagger (5-25 damage) enchanted with paralyzation (1-5 seconds), and a Journeyman's set of alchemy equipment. Other than a blanket and some cooking utensils, that is all I own. I know illusion and alteration spells. This is all I have to offer the party except for my very being, but I will work and fight hard by your sides."

*Emeralda*
*Wood Elf*
*age 16*

[gnaag]

Gnaag was still singing, but when he heared words Emeralda pronounced, he became very proud. But he still wasn't sure if he could repeat his actions again. His ability of healing was interesting also for him. Though he didn' knew how he could do it so well. As he still couldn't stop singing he was really confused. The feeling was however very pleasant. And he had still too much to say to this gorgeous woman...

[dragonben]

Frog

Turning to Sonnoba Frog pulls up his shoulders. Well it was worth a try and there might still be a chance. Lets hope we get some worthy partners quick as some of the teams seem to be getting ready and we should not want to miss out on the fun.

Thinking to himself he decides that he will need to get a mortar & pestal before he go to the next phase. And maybe a extra weapon just in case.

Looking out over the place Frog turns back to the bar. To Sonnoba, You want a ale while we wait? This standing around is getting on my nerves so we could just as well keep ourselfes ocupied, hu?

[ominae]

Zow opened his eyes, and adressed the men: "Now we are finalized, and I request you all to state what you are and need in note form, following Fairgoth's format. I have written the format on paper, here" Zow passed the note around, then continued: "Everyone fill in the blanks, then pass it back to me to give to fairgoth".

The note contains:

Name -
Race -
Age -
Weapons -
Armour -
Potions -
Scrolls -
Enchanted Items -
Other -

"I have plenty of paper, so if you wish to change your information, then by all means do" Zow said. And now phase two would begin.

[Tehfonz]

'....lad?' Gratch came to his senses. 'I asked if ye be all right, Gratch. Ye fainted right in de middle of our conversation! Ye look dead-tired, shall I fix ya up with a bed scum?' It had been Bram looking down on him.

'Nah, thats all right. Thanks for the talk Bram.' Gratch paid for his meal with some septims from his nearly empty gold-pouch. Then he sat down on a bench in a dark corner of the tavern.
He quickly dosed of.
In his dreams he heared his father say: 'Listen Gratch, listen! Tell them who you are!'

Then a load voice woke him, he stumbled off the bench only then to be noticed by some bystanders that hadn't seen him before.

'We need Mage and Sneak! Me be Sonnaba!' the voice anounced. This was what Gratch was waiting for, his father had meant him!

He jumped up and hurried to the broad man standing in the middle of the tavern. He's looks where enough to make a brave man's knees buckle. But Gratch was more than a brave man, he had a goal.

'Sonnaba! I report myself to you. I Gratch am the sneak you are seaking. I am a rogue trained the whole 19 years of my life by the best of rogue's ever to have walked this earth. He was brutally taken from this world by foul monsters and I know carry his enchanted blade to help me revenge his soul so that he may play hide and seek with the Gods!' Then he showed his dwarven blade, glowing a bright greenish glow. And he presented his trusty bonemold bow together with his empty quiver. 'The only thing keeping me from shooting the eyes out of a kwama worm from a mile distance is the emptyness of my quiver. Give me some arrows and I will be at your service. Also, i have a special ring that will protect me from powerfull melee blows. When I call upon it it will grant me a magical shield to hide my body when my sneaking skills cannot'

'For the rest I have the ability to blend in with my surroundings, turning invisible to the naked eye. I also know a spell that can let you jump of of great hights without taking any damage. Slowfall, I call it.'

Gratch showed himself, and everybody could see the few other things he had. They might only see a lil wood-elf standing there, carrying lil more than a fancy blade, a bow, 3 healing potions and about 5 potions to cure him of his common diseases hanging from his chitin armor. And off course, a fair share of lockpicks and probes for a journeyman, 10 of each. But lil did they know that this was an excellent sneak, as they called it.

'Tell me please sir, will you accept my company?'

From there Gratch could only await an answer...

[thesilentpyro]

After listening to the two potential compatriots, Ralaith turned to the warrior beside him. "Well, I don't know about you, Erunanion, but it seems to me that these two could be useful. Gnaag's healing skills will definetely be benificial, and I'm sure we can train him in the use of his dagger, for he is sure to need it. Emeralda definetely knows the way around stealth, and with her sharp eyes and quick movements will be a valuable sentry, if only we can keep Gnaag off of her. My only real concern is that we have no real destructive magickal skills among us. I can conjure minor fireballs, but I have a feeling we will need more against the beasts of the Void."

Turning to address the group, Ralaith spoke again. "Providing that Erunanion agrees with me, I'd say you two are welcome to join. However, we will need to stock up before we let Fairgoth know that we are ready to go. I could use a new sharpening stone, I know, as my carving knife has been dulled by the ebony I use it on. While we're out, I'd suggest that at least two of us pick up some sort of scrolls or enchanted item of some kind to deal damage--for use in emergencies."

With that, Ralaith went and sat down at the bar and took an inventory of his equipment:
Armor: Full set of reinforced Dark Brotherhood Armor, minus the helm. Traveling cloak, no use in battle, but aids when sneaking in the darkness.
Weaponry: Twin silvered longknives and a pack of 15 ebony darts
Potions: 6 healing, 6 poison, 2 restore fatigue
Scrolls: None
Enchanted items: Two rings: one of fortify agility and speed, one of chameleon and sneak.
Other essential equipment: Carving knife (no use in battle) and a pouch of 20 small pieces of raw ebony (able to make 3 darts out of each piece, but it requires time).

[Yeknom]

THE DRUNKEN ALIT-Emeralda

"Thank you, Ralaith, for giving me a chance!" Emeralda was thrilled. It looked as if she were going after all.

She added, "You are right, though, I still could use a backup dagger, if allowed. I just realized, too, that I desperately need lockpicks! I used all of mine up. Perhaps we could go stock up before we report to Fairgoth."