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Tyjet got up... As he rose and saw he was in a castle... He was in Ebonheart. Faces he knew stood about the room, but he could think of their names. Tyjet tried to reach out to someone but they didn't even acknowledge his presence. The Imperial Cult rooms glowed with an erie blue but there was a sense of tranquility in the air.

 

The blue lights flickered and Tyjet saw a young boy run by. His eyes followed the boy as he jumbed in to a man's arms, it was Yomia... Yomia raised the boy up in the air and swung him around as the little boy laughed...What is this?... Suddenly the world around him changed...

 

He was in in the back room... It looked like the same boy was here but he was older now. Yomia was wispering things in to his ear... The boy seemed very happy and was raising his hands to cast a spell. Yomia backed away and the boy moved his hands in a circular motion and a blue light covered the boy and it went away. Suddenly another change of location...

 

Tyjet found him self looking over a dead body on the side of a road... It was no one he knew... Tyjet looked up and was shocked to see himself standing ten feet in front of him... That little boy was me... Sudenly another flash and Tyjet stood indoors somewhere.

 

Tyjet looked around and saw he was by himself... He scaned the room and recognized it immediatly... Yomia's private quarters... Suddenly the other Tyjet charged in to the room, he lookd very upset. Yomia followed close behind. Tyjet watched as he saw himself argue with one person he had trusted all his life. Tyjet lifted some papers from the table and threw them at Yomia "What are these!?! You were using me to cover up a murder!! I thought I could trust you... You were like a father to me... I hate you!!!" Tyjet watched as his other self ran out the room... Yomia knelt down and picked up the papers and started to cry...

 

Then everything went black... Flashes of images started to appear...

 

Then saw around him a female wood elf, a deadric covered argonian, a majestic cat, a dangerous looking orc, and another argonian laying on the ground. He was back... Then a farmilar face came running in his direction... it was a good friend, his battle buddy Isaac...

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Luthin flared up in indignance. "How dare you speak to me in such a way little man?" He motioned and the daedra suddenly vanished into the darkness. He reached into his robe and brought out a red crystal, about the size of a fist.

"You will learn to have respect for your superiors mageling!"

 

With that, he closed his eyes and held out the crystal infront of him. Arodom moved to grab the crystal but found himself unable to. Fixed to the spot by the red crystal's power. Luthin gritted his teeth in concentration and suddenly, red light shot away from the crystal in all directions. The shockwave hit Arodom and he cried out in pain as he felt as if the shockwave was ripping each cell from the next.

 

Suddenly, the solid darkness that was under his feet turned into the gaseous darkness that surrounded him. He fell and the red light followed him, battering his senses. The last thing he saw before losing conciousness was the rapdily distancing smiling face of Luthin.

 

He landed on the grass with a thump. He opened his eyes and saw the people that he had helped fight off the daedra with in the distance. He tried to call out to them for help but suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable hatred rise up for them. He remained lying on the grass, waiting for all of his senses to recover from the shock.

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Duriel woke and jumped to his feet but quickly fell back to the ground.

 

He looked at the hooded man. The man looked very evil at the moment, something that confused Duriel.

 

"Whaat isss wrong wittth the hooded mann?" He asked Tyjet.

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"I have no idea..." he wispered to Duriel. Tyjet looked over to Eiade. She had helped to take care of everyone. Everyone was looking ok. Most people were staring at Apache's back. He had a large scar, but Tyjet couldn't see from this angle what it was.

 

Tyjet counted and noticed we were missing someone... it was Arodom... Then Tyjet saw some movement in the wilderness and he saw Arodom. He looked tired, but something wasn't right... Arodom didn't look the same. He looked troubled...

 

Tyjet tried to get up but failed to even get on his side. He was wiped out. He just layed his head back and closed eyes...

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OOC: WE DON'T KNOW HIS NAME. It doesn't matter if you're only narrating it, because you are speaking from your character's point of view.

 

IC:

 

Eiade remembered that she had to collect her throwing daggers. She walked up to the body of a bonewalker, and, fighting to restrain her gag reflex from the sight of the deformed corpse, pulled the steel weapon out of its eye socket. She walked over and collected her second dagger, (ooc: i don't remember where i threw this one. in fact, i'm not even sure if i even threw it. this is just in case. I am equipped w/ 3 steel throwing daggers) then walked over again to Tyjet, who was now awake, and sat down. She wiped off and cleaned the small daggers with leaves on the ground, and stuck them in her belt line in the back of her pants.

 

There was rumbling in the bushes, and she could see that the man in black had returned.

 

Eiade stood up and looked tensly at him. He looked different from when they last saw him. She didn't know if it was fear or anger. It could be anything. She had already distrusted the man, so this was not helping. She discreetly pulled out a throwing dagger and concealed it in her tied up hair.

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Has-Big-Axe finally managed to gather back together all of his armour. He out it all on and put his various pouches where they normally went on or in the armour.

 

Has-Big-Axe looked over to where Tyjet, Duriel and Eiade were all looking. He saw the aproaching figure of the hooded man in black. He was about to call out to him but realised that something had changed in him. His instincts immediately told him that it was a change for the worse but he tried to ignore that feeling.

 

Seeing a piece of metal in Eiade's hair, Has-Big-Axe was shocked and started to tell her when he suddenly realised what she was doing. She was hiding a throwing dagger in her hair. Under normal circumstances he would have laughed but Has-Big-Axe knew that Eiade must be feeling the same about the hooded man as him. He decided that she had had a good idea and slipped his hand into the pouch with his daedric darts in. He felt them and counted only eight of them left. Eight daedric darts would fell the mightiest of foes but he felt underarmed, underprotected and vulnerable. He had never felt so before, especially wearing his heavy daedric scales with his axe slung across his back and his darts ready to be thrown.

 

He overcame this strange feeling and called out to the hooded man when he approached near enough,

"What is your name... friend?" he hesitated after calling the man 'friend', "You fought well against those foul creatures. We feared that you were dead. Where have you been, i saw you vanish before my eyes!"

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