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This is the RP thread for the Legends of Tamriel RP. There will be no OOC posts here! Please confine all OOC business to the Discussion thread, located here-> Legends of Tamriel Discussion Thread


Remember to play by the Rules, and Have fun!

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Cyrus, ruler of Markarth, sits pensively on the Mournful Throne. He had felt quite sullen lately. He wanted something to do to cheer him up. He rose from the throne, he was tall for a Breton, and walks through the halls of his stone palace. He pushes open the enormous Golden doors of the Underkeep, and with a wave of his hand, he makes a lightning rune appear under a random miner's feet, causing him to die of electrocution. Ho hum, Thought Cyrus, resurrecting him, and blasting the reanimated body with an Ice spike, enjoying the look of the zombie with a giant spike of Ice sticking out of his face.

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Selene sat in the carriage with her father. She gazed out of the window at the valleys of Nibenay, as they made there way across the cobbled road, quite quickly, to the town of Cheydinhall.

"Smile my dear daughter... you have such a beautiful smile." Lord Regent said, concerned about Selene, she had been somber for many days "You are alright are you not? My daughter?" He asked in a soft, and concerned tone.
"Yes father... i'm fine.. just a little tired recently, but you have more important things to worry about then how i am feeling." She said, the corners of her mouth turning up ever so slightly in a small smile.
"But you are important my dear... but i suppose now is not the time for smiling... we are not going to Cheydinhall to have a cup of tea... the count is a traitor to my lands... he must be dealt with... are you sure you wish to continue my dear?"
"Father, the sooner i see the harsh realities of life the stronger i will become, right?"
"Well.. yes, you are an intelligent woman Selene."

Soon the carriage came to a halt at the gates, and the armed guard escorted Lord Regent and his daughter through the town...

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The city of Cheydinhal. Shadow sat in front of the fireplace in his humble abode with the glass of blood on the table beside the chair with the fourth book of A Dance in Fire in his hands. Most of his evenings were like this but nonetheless he enjoyed every quiet and peaceful evening.

He looked up from the book and glanced at the flames dancing in the fireplace. It's been quite some time since someone contacted him on the job and he was getting rather restless. It was difficult to contact him, of that he made sure. How else could you keep the annoying city guards or even the Imperial Legion from his doorstep if not by keeping his profession as an assassin for hire as secretive as possible. To everyone in the town he was a quiet and mysterious man town living in a house by the wooden bridge.

The vampire sighed heavily and returned to his reading again.

Edited by Naktis, 15 June 2012 - 09:37 PM.


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Selene walked with her father, there appearance causing quite the commotion, it was not everyday the Duke and his daughter were in Cheydinhall... for what reason none of them could guess, the peasants simply stood and admired the royalty as they strode through town.
"So how do you plan on doing this father... it needs to be discreet..." Selene whispered.
"Poison... dear daughter... we will use poison." He replied with a smile. "I will make my way to the castle... you said you would like to look around this place."
Selene nodded and walked the opposite way, slowly walking the streets of Chedinhall, taking it all in, her purple dress blowing slightly in the breeze.

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Sa'virr sat on the carriage that was heading to Markarth. Stone buildings appeared on the side of the path, which were a sign for Sa'virr that he was almost to Markarth. He kept his copy of The Black Arrow in his hands, already finished with it. Soon, he was at the stables. Sa'virr hopped off and thanked the carriage rider and turned to see the gates of Markarth. Few cities had allowed him to come in, the others only kicked him out after a brief visit. He approached the gates, the city guards staring at him as if he was a troublemaker.
"You there, you wouldn't cause any trouble, would you?"
"Of course not."
"We don't like cats here, but you seem okay for one. We'll let you in then, but be careful -- cause any trouble, you'll be meat for the Forsworn."
The guard opened the gates, still suspicious at the new Khajiit coming in. Sa'virr silently passed the guard, and walked straight into Markarth. A bad feeling came over Sa'virr.

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A guard walks up to the Khajiit who had walked into the town. "Don't know how ya got into the town, kitty, seeing as the hold's borders are closed. Let me see your pass."

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"A pass?" Sa'virr had no idea what the guard was talking about, unless the gate guard had tricked him. "Look.. the gate guard didn't tell me."

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"Wasn't the gate guard's job furball. You were supposed to be turned away at the border of the hold. However, no pass means you come with me to the Underkeep. Pray that the Jarl is in a good mood."

Cyrus zapped the zombie miner into ashes, then walked back into the Underkeep. He walked past the flaming braziers which were filled with a blue flame, and settled on the Mournful Throne, around which the flames were kept green by some alchemical liquid treating the coals. He sat and resumed his normal pensieve looks to hide his good mood.

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"...Fine." Sa'virr replied, silently following the guard to Understone Keep. He had heard of the Jarl of Markarth, who from what he heard, was mad with power. The Khajiit hoped that the Jarl was in a good mood and his death wouldn't just be caused by some Jarl zapping him to death.




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