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The tall tales & tragedies of the Chattering Scroll Inn


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Selene appeared on the road and said "missing your cloak pauper?" she held it out and said "not very hard to track considering your smell... you need a bath!" she looked at him on there wet hurt and filthy, she felt sorry for him as she looked into his eyes...

 

The poisen had taken affect, and his eye's were unresponsive, he was fighting off death, but suddenly, he just dropped to the floor.

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"damn" she said knowing the only way to cure him was by giving him another dose of her blood she said softly "what is it's own poison is also the antidote" she took her own blood leaving her weakened and injected it into the ranger's frail and beaten body "hehe you are not gonna die yet!"

 

 

As she bit him, he opened his eyes it had worked, he twisted sharply, knocking her to the ground, before drawing his dagger and stabbing it into her chest. As he stood he continued to do so, and once he was standing upright, he raised his foot and brought it down on her face.

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Selene lay and took it, knowing if nothing else she had saved the life of the one she secretly loved...

 

He stopped, he wasn't sure if she was dead, he hoped not, he had meant to escape in secret, not kill her. It was hard to tell when the person was already dead. Regardless, his plot had been fool proof. Once he met with sinderion, he secretly arranged with him to have the potion replicated, sinderion was reknowned for being the best potion maker in cyrodile, and thus, he would bring him this from a friend, said friend had found a single bottle, and owed sinderion a great debt, and to pay it off, set him this. After this, he had drunk it, saving his life and permitting him time to escape. Sinderion had now wrote the recipe down and given to Aardorn, who memorized it, destroying the paper and ensuring that the only copies were in his and sinderions mind.

 

Now he only needed to return to his journey.

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Selene arose from the ground and from her hand bag took a potion... the very potion Aardorn thought he possesed, she held in her hand's the potion to cure anything where as Aardorn, had took the potion which will kill and who consume it in 1minute, 1hour, 1week, or 1year. she laughed too herself knowing she had fulfilled her plan and the ranger would die eventualy... the recipie the ranger had memorised was the one too kill any who drank it, she had bought out sinderion long before the ranger had his potion made for him... Edited by mythicdawnmaster
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Aardorn walked, for he had heard news of a growing shadow in the north, between the borders of skyrim and cyrodille, an foe had stepped into the limelight, and Aardorn was once again needed to protect those who gave him little to know recognition, but that is the life of a ranger. To do unto their dying days, tasks for those who are eternally ungrateful. He took out his pipe, brought a horse and rode northwards.
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Selene then realized that sinderion had triple crossed her it seems her potion was not the one to cure all ailment's it was the potion of death. the anger welled up inside her before suddenly it irrupted. she rushed into sinderion's lab and jumped on him, she had him pinned to the floor as she thrusted a blade into his heart, she then forced the bottle of death potion down his throat and left him dying on the floor before returning to the chattering scroll's inn...
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