Eiade Posted July 20, 2004 Share Posted July 20, 2004 OOC: evilsincarnation: it's dwemer, not dwelmer. IC: "Mmm... I was quite anxious to leave," she replied. "Maybe I felt it from the trees. I was born in Valenwood as well. Unarmored and hand-to-hand is my specialty, and for foes like those daedra, a use my dwarven halberd. It's a little heavy, but it's just as sharp as the day it was forged. My thanks goes to Dwarves' distinguished craftsmanship." On the path, Eiade began collecting kresh fiber, for a reason not yet known to the party. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FlightlessBird Posted July 20, 2004 Share Posted July 20, 2004 It seemed like an eternity for Isaac as they ran on. He was not used to running for extensive periods of time, as he usually stopped to notice things. He downed a potion marked "fatigue" and he began to feel normal again. However the potion did taste a little more bitter than usuall. "Bah" he muttered to himself. "I knew Duriel was rushing me too much when i was making this... He suddenly noticed the Imperial. Another has joined us? he thought to himself. He looked extremely familiar, but Isaac could not put his finger on where he recognized him from... Isaac had been around for a while so it was not easy to desipher (sp?) where he was from. Finally, he shouted to the man,"Imperial! What is your name?"... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
>Argonian thief< Posted July 20, 2004 Share Posted July 20, 2004 Apache ran along with the group. He saw many various plants that would probly be useful but he didnt stop to pick them for fear of falling behind. Instead he cast a strong feather spell on himself to let him save a little more energy. He seemed to be used to running. After all he was always runnning from guards if he wasnt invisible. He stoped with the rest of the group to great the imperial man. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Samurai Orc- Ken Ralliman Posted July 20, 2004 Share Posted July 20, 2004 Ken stayed with the group as easily as it had already been. He didn't speak, he didn't need to. He greeted the newcomer Imperial. "Ralliman, Ken Ralliman. That is what you will address me by from the rest of the time you know me. And DON'T think anything of my name. It may not be traditional Orcish, but..." he trailed off. He had gotten carried away. He fell silent once more. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
UberBender Posted July 20, 2004 Share Posted July 20, 2004 OOC: I was refering to Evilsincarnation's post. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chunky_Moose Posted July 20, 2004 Share Posted July 20, 2004 Has-Big-Axe panted and puffed to keep up with the group. It was ironic he thought that he fought such powerful enemies without his armour and now with its immense weight on, he must run all the way to Gnisis. He caught up with Sorrion and greeted him but the strain of the running was showing. His pace was slackening but he forced himself to keep running. He called out to Eiade, "If we keep running, we could be at Gnisis very soon" Arodom glared at the dark elf. The dark elf glared back. They stared at eachother in silence for some time before the Dunmer spoke, "Well, what is it that you want to speak to me about?" Arodom, not completely sure on how to approach the matter, plunged the dagger into his own thigh. The dagger turned to dust and was blown away. Arodom quickly gulped down a potion and the wound on his thigh healed over. The Dunmer in Dwemer (OOC: Couldn't resist it sorry lol) took a step back in horror as he rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Arodom walked right up to him and hissed at him, "Now listen carefully..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fishystick Posted July 20, 2004 Author Share Posted July 20, 2004 "Why do you carry all that armor, friend?" Élsúch shouted to Has-Big-Axe. "Sure it may look good and sure it may be hard, but it's the heaviest armor I've ever seen. I've got no smithed armor but I'm fine anyways. Tell me, why do you carry huge stuff like that?" Tarkél watched Élsúch and then shouted:"Let him carry whatever armor he wants, that must be the strongest looking armor I have ever seen, I wouldn't be surprised if it was hard enough to go unharmed by one of Lormênt's own arrows." He grabbed his wounded arm and cried out in pain. "Give me some of those damn plants, would you?" he shouted again. Élsúch waited for him to run up next to him, then handed him a handful of the odd plants. "Don't throw them away to soon, they're useful even after they're used up." Tarkél quickly grabbed the plants and rubbed them against his bleeding arm. "Are you still trying to make that damn paste? It isn't working, do you hear me? The paste isn't working, or atleast yours isn't." As Élsúch hurried back to the lead, Tarkél turned back to Eiade and mumbled:"He's trying to make some stupid paste that's supposed to make wounds hel up right away, but he has never been any good at alchemy.." He pressed the plants harder against his arm. "Did you say the halberd was Dwemer-crafted? I have always been impressed by Dwemer craftswork, my smithing teatcher taught me a special way to mix dwemer materials and glass so it would make a strong, but light armor, since I practically never get my hands on the right materials, I'm not very good at it, the most I've been able to complete is this small shield..", he pulled out a small, round, beatifully carved golden colored glass shield with pieces of iron and steel in it. OOC:Ok, I just want to give a note to some people(no names mentioned). Please try to check your posts before you reply, make sure that names start with capital letters, "Big letters". Also make sure that you use the "." and "," correctly. it ain't fun to read a sentence that goes "andi kiled teh dragn bob the buchter came home" it isn't. Really. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tyjet3 Posted July 20, 2004 Share Posted July 20, 2004 Tyjet wasn't sure how this would work but as he walked his grinded down all his ingredients. He got it down to a concentrated paste and then dropped it into his jug of water... "Here everyone, take a swig of this." Tyjet handed the jug off to Eiade and watched her hesitate... "Don't worry, all it should do is make you faster and less tired..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eiade Posted July 20, 2004 Share Posted July 20, 2004 "Hmm... I think there are others that need this more than I do," said Eiade as she looked at Tyjet's paste-water stuff. "This jog is very easy for me. I would have no problem moving faster." Instead she handed it over to Isaac, and took a swig of her water. She also collected bittergreen petals, heather, black anther, and stoneflower petals. The West Gash region was actually quite beautiful and pleasant to travel through in this group. Any wild hostile animals that were met on the trail simply ran off or went away; they dared not attack a party of such numbers. Despite the leafless trees and dead brown grasses, many birds still fluttered among the branches, making chirping noises in frustration with other birds. They occasionally flew down in the grass, sometimes in the party's path, pulled out a worm or seed to eat, or a strip of grass or a twig to build their nest. They came in colors of blue and red, or brown with stripes of some other bright color. Eiade was charmed by their presence. She and the wood elf Tarkel continued to talk for a while. They talked about Valenwood and their upbringings, their move to Morrowind, about how the people were here, what they ended up doing for a living, and all sorts of things. Time passed easily, and they had been travelling for two hours in no time. They would reach Gnisis soon. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FlightlessBird Posted July 20, 2004 Share Posted July 20, 2004 Taking the Bottle of water from Eiade, Isaac stared at it with curiosity. He finally took a drink from it and felt the strength return to his legs. Although he had his strength back, it was very difficult to run in robes. He carefully pulled the robe over his head, trying not to drop anything in the robe, and revealed glass armour underneath it. The spikes on the armour we're getting caught on the robes and ripping them. He cursed under his breath,"That was my favorite robe...Son of a..." It must've been a strange sight to see elves, humans, Kajiits, and orcs running down the road together. Some wounded, some struggleing to keep up. Isaac laughed at the thought of what they would look like entering Gnisis. "Here..." Isaac said to Tyjet as he hadned the bottle of pasty looking water to Tyjet.Not much further now... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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