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Tyjet was still a little weak but he knew he had to get moving. A cat's ears never lie... Eiade had helped him get up but he was walking on his own now. Tyjet grabbed a near by stick on the ground and used it as a cane. It helped him gain some speed...

 

Tyjet looked over at Apache, "Why didn't you ask me for some moonsugar? I have plenty!" Tyjet looked in his pack quickly and threw a small sack at Apache... Tyjet then thought... I could make a potion to make everyone move faster... He pulled out some kagouti hide, meadow rye, and a large kwama egg...

 

He was running very low on supplies (all I have left is some bread, marshmerrow, shards of hack-lo leaf, stoneflower petals, trama root, bittergreen petals, and mini-bags of bonemeal)...

 

"Hey, give me that moonsugar back really quick..." he said to Apache.

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"We are in a hurry, there is great danger lurking in the shadows of the trees" said Élsúch and pointed towards the forest. "If you would like to join us I suggest we leave fast. "You people still haven't told me what happened where we found you, corpses and skeletons aren't good signs, but it seems you handled them well" he said to the others and started to move once again.
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Looking back on Elsuch, Isaac said, "All I know is that when these people found me, We were attacked by skeletons and bonewalkers. after that I left with duriel. There was then a battle I did not attend, and when i got back, everyone was hurt and tired. But you are right, we must continue before the evil around us catches up. Gnisis is a distance away and we must keep moving." While he ran he shouted to Tyjet, "do you need any alchemy supplies?"
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OOC: let's just say all of this is happening while we're running.

 

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Eiade smiled and chuckled. She hadn't spoken to a native Bosmer in a while.

"My name is Eiade, acrobat, at your service," she said in Bosmeri. "Where were you born? In Valenwood? Or were you taught the native tongue by your parents?"

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"As you may have heard before, I am Tarkél.I was born in an elvish city deep inside these woods and my father(he made a small wave against Élsúch with his hand)taught me elvish" answered Tarkél on bosmeri. "Did you say you were an acrobat? I have always been impressed by acrobats, me and my brother used to go see performers when we were young, it amazed me to see them swing from trees and rooftops just to land without harm. I myself have no abilities except my fair skills with the bow and the sword, if you don't count my small skills in smithing."

 

He rubbed the plants he had in his hand against his wounds faster when he continued. "Were you born in Valenwood then? You don't look like someone from around here." He threw the plants in his hand, grabbed a small pouch from his belt and looked inside. "All out.. Hey, we have to get some more of this, I'm all out!" he shouted to Élsúch, who barely noticed him and shouted "sure.." as response.

"Something's wrong with him, he doesn't care about things as much as he used to..", mumbled Tarkél, "And he isn't on the watch against anything.. I doubt he would notice if I aimed a bow at him, it wonders me that he even felt the uneasy minds of the trees back in that damn forrest.." He searched his pockets once again for the strange plants as he spoke. "It wasn't nice, that forrest is not feeling well, could you feel it?" he asked Eiade.

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Arodoms eyes came to rest a dark elf wearing dewlmer armour, a little out of place he thought, sitting at a table talking to two city guards. Arodom felt like he should make his accquaintance. As he walked over to the table he could overhear the guards...

"They said it was some one in Dwelmer armour, now how many peopl in this area have that?"

"Well guard, there must be someone else." said the dark elf.

"To hell with this>' yelled the other guard as he reahced for his broadsword.

 

The dark elf began summoning a deadric dagger as his hands moved thowards the imperials face. The dagger appeared less than an Inch from the man face and was shoved into it, making a rather disgusting sound. The other guard drew his sword and brought it up to swing at the dark elfs neck.

 

The Imperial let out a grunt and fell to the floor with a dagger in his side. Arodom crouched down and retrieved his dagger and wiped it off on a table cloth.

 

"I thank you for killing that man faster than I could have." said the man in the dwelmer armour.

 

"No problem." said Arodom.

 

The dark elf began to walk towards the door to the tavern.

 

"Wait...we need to talk." yelled Arodom.

 

The dark elf paused, turned around and said, "We did."

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OOC:What are you talking about? I think the posts are pretty well written.. I can't find many problems except maybe 'hda' or stuff like that..

 

Ok people, I'm going to make a few announcements(Oh I sound so important, don't I?).

First:I have decided to accept no more players, atleast for a while, the group is more like an army now. NO more players.

 

Second:If anyone has any good ideas about the game(a dinosaur with a machinegun) that they would want in the game, PM me or Chunky_Moose about it and we'll see what can be done.

 

Third:There is no third, that's it(I fooled you, didn't I?).

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