Spawnsy

Hey guys, i apologize but due to recent events i wont be able to continue this Rp, i hope yall the best but school is my top priority right now, im sorry i can not continue rpiung with yall, once again i apologize ~Spawnsy out

"Guys, i found out very disturbing information." Artago takes a dagger off the dead vampire and holds a poser with a strange man on it and stabs the dagger through the top and pins it to the wall and recieves a dirty look from the priestess. "An old contact of mine from my dawnguard days has informed me that this man, Harken, lord of vampires, has allied himself with the Dragon, if we ever get split up and attacked again by the foul blood suckers, take their canine teeth out and toss them in a fire, just because you killed one does not mean its dead, unless you burn their canine teeth, it holds them to the earth, thats why dead vampire lose their teeth after a minute, they have a new vessel to hang on too." Artago throws the teeth he collected into a fire warming the temple and a evil hiss is heard around the room. "Now those blood suckers wont come back."

Artago taps Sivari's shoulder "Is there a back room where we could talk?" he looks around "there is already enough panic here, we need a quiet space"

Artago makes his way over to the temple constantly watching everyones movements, making sure no one is a vampire. As Artago enters the temple he sees Edwin tending to Abduls injury. "What happened?" he sees the dead vampire "nevermind." He bends down and takes the fangs "Abdul, Edwin? where is Sivari? or Tordin? I have important news."

The two men talk for a while when Artagos amulet starts heating up "what the hell?" he turns just as the golden eyed assassin tried to push a blade under a ridge of his armor. "not this time foul demon" Artago swings his blade into the vampires ribcage cutting him deeply. "Damned assassin." *he finishes the vampire and pulls out the two fangs. "I now have a prize." He hands Gunmar a medium pouch of coins. "Takew care of yourself Gunmar. Make sure you and Sorine eat, and friend, tell Isran to go to hell." Heads out to find everyone.

"Just asking, is there a way to get in? or do you worship the priest somewhere else?" The man looks at the Dumner in disgust. Just then Artago notices a tired out, scrawny nord male. Artago walks up to the man. "Gunmar?" "what are you doing here in whiterun?" The Dumner helps his old friend up and into an alley. "What of the Dawnguard? what happened?"

Artago watches the nord get angry. "come on, we need to get moving" goes around talking to children in dark hallways and finding starving adults "hey you, where is a good place to see dragonreach?"

"Well what ever we are doing we need to do it fast." Artago takes off his amulet "Azura, I am not the man who needs your protection, I am a simple ore miner. The children and poor people of this city need your protection from these foul beasts."

(pointy-eared snob huh? I'll remember that lol) "Listen, we need a plan and this seems to be falling apart, either we charge and almost positively die, or we gather information and let his army build. either way we need a plan, i was thinking cause some distraction or a disturbance, i kill a dragr or two and I blame Azura was trying to abduct my body and soul and turn me against the dragon, worked all the time while I was Dawnguard, who says it wont work here? its worth a shot, and if i dont make it out alive, just remember i want to be burned, not buried...its a long shot but its better than nothing." The Dumner takes off his helmet "Sivari, i apologize for the tavern, should not have taken a bit of your space, Tordin, fight strong and hard my friend, Abdul i believe it was, Ive worked with some fine argonian, but none as quiet as you, and Edwin...after this is over...aybe there will be some fine wine waiting for you." The Dumner puts his helmet on. "For Azura." (No I'm not dying but I cant have Artago seen as a jerk and we need some action other than bickering, please forgive my god-modding, if you do i wont do it again ~Spawnsy)

No you fool, if we storm, we die, we need information, we need their routes, their shifts, we need information, we need to cause diversions, but nice try nord

Artago sees Whiterun. "I use to have a ore buyer from this city." He advances to the city and sees draugr at the gates. "s#*!, these guys must be security?"

As the journey to Whiterun moves along Artago takes off his helmet and pulls a hidden locket off his neck and looks at the picture inside "Mother, I may not be able to cure you, but I will release you from this nightmare if you are part of this....demons nightmare, I promise." He puts his locket and helmet back on and walks on

Artago picks up his helmet and looks at the faded Dawnguard emblem on the helmet. "Ill prove you wrong Isran, my anger will not end me, it will end my enemies." He puts on his helmet, as he walks outside he gets a vision of Azura. "Do not fail me Dumner!" Artago's eyes fill with determination. "Lets go, skyrim needs us!" he looks at his armor "A horse is not a viable option for me, ill create to much noise, ill be the protection from behind." He leans against the Inn

The Dumner puts away his Greatsword and his armor rattles a bit. "A prayer everyday? So basically I'm on my own if i forget?" The dumner sighs and orders one more ale before their off "Wait, old man, you gathered us when there are plenty of rebels, did you summon others and they did not make it or did you sign us up for a possible suicide mission?"

As the Dumner puts on the necklace, a sudden rush of energy flows through his body, and a powerful voice flows through him, the voice of Azura runs through his head. "Dumner? what do you need of me? You abandoned me after the vampire attack, what so you want?" Artago looks shocked. "Mighty Azura? Please help me with this quest, keep me strong and may my blades find my enemies" The voice starts again "I will protect you but you must pray to me everyday!"

The Dumner realize his mistake apologizes to Sivari. The dumner takes a necklace, "This will help kill the most powerful things in Skyrim?" he shakes his head in disbelief "I wont run, I will fight the good fight, but i must ask a few questions" The Man in the robes nods "Why me? What good does a Miner have in this chance of defeating these monsters? but most importantly, where you followed?" The Dumner puts his Greatsword away but does not keep it away from his reach

The dumner glares at Sivar. "Hold your tongue Khajiit" He takes another sip of his ale, "This mystery man better show up before i get annoyed!"

Artago looks at Abdul with surprise in his eye. "I know that voice, from a dream, not as clear as the voice that guided me here...have you ever been to Raven Rock?" The Dumner asks with curiosity rolling off his tongue

The staff at the Inn keep bugging the Dumner about his dawnguard service. "Next person who asks about my Time with the Dawnguard is gonna taste my glass Blade!" He draws the greatsword, "Well? anyone brave enough?" he looks around annoyed

The Dumner looks up. "The name is Artago." The Dumner takes a sip from his Ale "Damn nords and their nasty drinks." looks up "Can i get some wine or something?"

A heavy set of armor walks in to the inn, the man in the armor starts grumbling to to himself "Azura guide me" The man walks to a bench next to Sivari waiting for the man who told him to appear. "Can I get an Ale over here, any kind will do." The Suit removes its helmet to reveal a Dumner under the Armor. one of the inn's staff walks up to the Dark Elf. "Hey are you Dawnguard? Why are you not helping over at your Castle?" the Dark Elf looks with annoyance. "I am a former Dawnguard, they did not approve of my vampire slaying methods." The Dark Elf drinks his Ale in silence waiting for a sign from his weird dream. (Please don't mind that I constantly switch between Dumner and Dark Elf)

Username: Spawnsy Name: Artago Gender: Male Race: Dark Elf Age: 32 Personality: Dark, very closed off, very discreet and to the point, has morals, can be kind, depending on interaction can be very mean or very nice, Hates vampires, Ex-Dawnguard, violent Strengths: Strong, reliable, always alert weakness: Slow, blind in one eye Appearance: Dark skin, One red eye, one blind milky white eye with a scar over the eye, short silver hair, Has a Glass Greatsword, A dwarven axe, and a Enchanced Crossbow History: Born a nobel into House Redoran, was train to be a strong young man, forced to train from dawn to dusk from ages 10 to 18, exiled for joining the dawnguard after Vampires attacked his family during a vacation, leaving him in the midst of a dead father and vampiric mother, he was working in a mine in Raven Rock when he had the Dream

What ever you two decide upon i will gladly comply

@Twentynine29 Do you wanna join?

@FennecFyre Just pm me on FJ when we start and ill post my character on this thread later (Cant post a picture so ill just describe him) @Macman That sounds pretty cool actually