Everyday rpg

[Fishystick]

"Ken decided to leave, and it seems he hasn't changed his mind yet", said Élsúch's voice from the edge of the forest. He walked into the light from the fireplace and sat down against a rock. "Where did you go then?", asked Tarkél and poured some stew onto his own plate and sat down next to Eiade, she was really the one he liked most in the camp, he thought. "I went to have a look at Gnisis", Élsúch replied and watched the fire.

 

Élsúch turned his head against Sorrion. "Ken will meet up with us in Tel Fyr if he wants to, if not, then let him leave. For now, do whatever you wish to do, but make sure you're ready by dusk tomorrow, because that's when we are getting out of here, it's to dangerous to travel during the day. The chance of being followed is smaller during the night, the forest will hide us."

 

Tarkél turned against Eiade again. "The Ascadian Isles, you said? I like that place to, it's.. relaxing. To be honest, I've been thinking of moving there myself someday", he said. "Not fully true, but is she's going, it's worth it", he thought and continued to eat.

[Alexander the Great]

Sorrion deciede to leave the two to whatever business they had in mind. He wandered through the forest to see if he could collect any supplies for their journey. He came across a pair of rats and when meat just stumbles into his hands he doesnt leave it. So by the time he had come back later that day he had enough meat for at least a few days. That seemed like his average day when he was alone and why would this be any different he asked himself. Sorrion was just happy to be along for the ride in this adventure. He may not have known what they were truly doing, but he was helping. These were good people. Sorrion decided to wander the forest for the rest of the day. No use in sitting around camp he told himself.

[Eiade]

OOC: whoa whoa wait wait. the sun just went down. that means it's like 7 or 8 o'clock. sorrion, is the post right above this one implying that it's daytime in the next day? we're not there yet.

 

IC:

 

Eiade finished her stew and picked up her kresh fibers, and started braiding where she left off. It was a tight and complex braid, one that her mother had taught her. She securely tied heather buds into the weave, one every inch or so. She kept on going until it was about 5 or 6 inches long, then ended the strand in a special knot. She then tied it onto her wrist.

"Kresh bracelet," she said to Tarkel. "Do you like it?"

[Fishystick]

Tarkél watched the bracelet around Eiade's wrist and turned to her. "Beatiful", he said and smiled. "Who taught you that?", he asked and looked towards the sky. "My mother", Eiade replied. A small, blue bird cam flying down from a tree and landed on Tarkél's plate where it jumped around and tried to find some leftovers, he pulled some bread out from underneath his cape and broke it i small pieces wich he held out in his hand. The bird watched him for a second, then slowly jumped into his hand and inspected the bread.

 

"Where is your mother then?", asked Tarkél and watched the bird, who was joined by another blue bird with green spots.

[Eiade]

OOC: Holy crap, fishystick, we're like the only people who have posted any useful information (besides Hir Nesta) all day! Does this mean that everyone else has a life and we don't? Cause I've been chillin at the forums practically all day.

 

IC:

 

"My mother is still in Valenwood," she said to him. "Alive, for all I know." Eiade reclined her body so that she was laying down, feet to the fire, and propped up on one elbow, the other hand toying with her newly made bracelet. She thought for a minute. "Tell me about your village. A wood elf settlement on Vvardenfell? I've never heard of such a thing. It makes me excited. I really want to go there."

[Hir_Nesta]

Seraph's sleep was disturbed. Not only the rat was annoying, it was his Dream:

"He stood on the top of a high dusty mountain. Beneath him he could slightly see his Brother. Sparks of red and green whirled around in the mix of Ash Storms and Darkness. He was obviously fighting.

Seraph tried to run to the battle, and as he came further as louder were the screams of pain. As he came around a big rock he saw the two Wizards.

One in gleaming light the other in devouring darkness. "Cherub!!" he screamed.

His Brother was still focused on the fight.

Suddenly the man in the darkness pulled out a staff. "What!..." Red light shined on everything. And with one loud burst and a large red shockwave his brother flew

into the next large rock standing there. "CHERUB!!!"

The Dark Wizard now turned to him.

With a massive fear in the back he started to run but didn't get ahead.

He ran

and ran

and...

 

woke up..

 

He stared around. Swet ran down his forehead.

He was still in his cave, the dead rat next to him.

"Time for some food..."

[Fishystick]

OOC:lol dude, that's ok, I've been checking these forums like every ten minutes while playing games, i seriously can't remember when i spoke to my friends.. I think it was like a week ago..

 

IC:Tarkél turned to Eiade and thought for a moment. "I know there were five big elf towns on Vvardenfell. One was ruled by the Dunmer, two were ruled by the Altmer and two were ruled by the Bosmer. I know the Dunmer city isn't there anymore, it was overtaken by orcs long ago. One of the Altmer city's is still filled with elves, but that's mostly Bosmer these days, Bosmer and Altmer in the same city.. anyway, one Altmer city is still an Altmer city.

 

The city that I was born in was destroyed just a few days ago, as I told you, but the last city is still standing, inhabited by Bosmer. If you want to, I can take you there some day, it's a wonderful city. If I'm not bying a house near the Ascadian Isles, I'm moving there, I'm sure about that."

[Alexander the Great]

OOC: Eiade, Sorrion was gone practically all night. He enjoys being alone with himself. He just decided to stay out for a while, and if we are leaving the next night, then he could sleep all day. I think thats right. And another question is where do you guys live. You must be in different time zones from me. I always have to wait like 6 hours for a reply.

 

IC: Sorrion wasnt tired even though it was late. He never was physically tired. He found a small clearing and decided this place was good as it was going to get. He set down his possesions and moved to the center of the clearing. He started to stretch out in moves similar to tai chi. This would lead him through the night. He would spend the day tomorrow sleeping. He had to be rested for their trek through to Tel Fyr, but with this group he never knew where they were going next.

[tyjet3]

Tyjet was glad to see everyone back... Our group has got much smaller, he thought. He looked around and scoped the group, we now have the three woodelves, duriel, sorrion, me, and well, i think that's it... Smaller groups were better anyway.

 

Tyjet got himself a very large plate full of the stew and started eating it. He listened in on Eiade's conversation with interest. We haven't really had a chance for us all to get to know each other, he thought. Maybe we could do that now.

 

After finishing his plate, he layed down and listened as the woodelves continued to talk...

[Eiade]

OOC: Our group really hasn't gotten small, save Ken and has-big-axe. Argonian Thief said simply that he cannot post, so I think we should assume that he is still with us. Flightlessbird hasn't posted since the 27th of july without giving us a reason... if this goes on for much longer I think we should have his character die or something. I am still assuming that he is still with us.

 

IC:

 

"I would like to visit that place someday." She looked over to Tyjet, laying down. He looked bothered.

"What's on your mind Tyjet?"