Vvardenfell; Frozen Wasteland

[Scales]

Yay a non anime rp for once. Anyway here is an RP that me and Ullion began working on. Since his last Elder Scrolls rp was a bust I thought I would spice it up a little. Anyway Ullion created most of the info here

Vvardenfell; Frozen Wasteland

PG 16-17

Artifacts:
Fire – Red Mountain (Taken – JBCPeace)
Wind – Cavern Of The Incarnate (Taken - Ullion)
Earth – Sheogorad Region (Taken - Chikaria)
Lightning – Mournhold (Taken - Piggy555)
Aqua – Underwater Daedric Ruin (Southwest of Ebonheart) (taken JBCBlank)
Frost – Solsteim (Divyath Fyr)
Light – Unknown (OPEN)
Dark - Holamayan monastery (OPEN)

Plot:
Many, many years ago, on an Island known as Vvardenfell, there was once a great warrior who had filled prophecies. He had slain a great evil that lived beneath the mountain. On his adventure, he had been infected with a specific Blight disease; commonly known as Corprus Disease. On the way, the hero had met a Telvanni mage, Divyath Fyr, who studied victims of the Corprus Disease as well as the ancient civilization of the Dwemer and he created a potion that cured the negative symptoms of the disease.

Divyath Fyr continued to study the Corprus Disease as well the Dwemer and made two major victories. The first one was he created a whole new form of Corprus Disease which was similar to the original; but now it only affected foreigners of Vvardenfell and also allowed him to control and rule them with much more ease then the previous Corprus Disease. His other discovery was of ancient Dwemer artifacts. After a few years of researching; he discovered that there were 6 artifacts in existence: Frost, Fire, Aqua, Wind, Earth and Lightning. However, he only knew the location of one of the Artifacts. Along with a few other followers, Divyath Fyr traveled to Solsteim and obtained the Frost Artifact. For a few years; he remained in Solsteim in continued to research it. He discovered the mystical powers behind it, and as some may say, it made him go cold and heartless. He raised an army of Corprus monsters made from most of the inhabitants of Solsteim. He quickly used the Frost artifact and made Vvardenfell plunge into a deep eternal-lasting winter.

About 10 years before Uriel Septim VII, the Emperor of the world was murdered. The new emperor changed his name to Uriel Septim VIII, soon learned of Divyath Fyr over the years. Now with the knowledge of the artifacts being spread throughout the world; Uriel Septim VIII had seen potential in 5 prisoners that had been misjudged by society and locked away. He pardoned them and let them live their lives normally; being dropped off in the small fishing outpost of Seyda Neen, which is located on the Southwestern coast of Vvardenfell. However, they were not completely free. He released them in Vvardenfell in hopes that they would find the remaining artifacts; unfortunately, one had died on the ship ride to the island; leaving the group a person short. As fate would have it; the company of the four would join up with another prisoner; however he had escaped rather than been pardoned.

Classes:

Knight- Uses Heavy armors and axes or long blades. The odd time will use blunt weapons as a substitute for the already mentioned axes and long blades. Also able to repair armor and weapons as well as ability to use shields to block.

Paladin: A knight that mainly uses elemental weapons that can only be used by their character. However he/she only uses supporting magic (IE healing and shielding) He is a person who uses Medium and heavy armor. He is more accustomed to enchanted blades rather then axes or bows

Marksman: Uses light armors and uses bows + arrows and/or throwing knives and shuriken and darts. An additional weapon is the spear. Also skilled with sneaking (ability not to be seen) and security (ability to lock pick and make locks).

Theif: A theif uses light armors and short blades such as daggers. He is quick on his feet and mainly steals from people. Thieves are also good acrobats and can jump or climb very high

Barbarian: A barbarian uses large weapons such as clubs, axes and claymores. They use any kind of armor and are skilled using it. Barbarians rarely use magic and rely on their brute strength rather then intelligence

Magician: Is usually unarmored and uses one of two kinds of magic; pure or corrupt. Pure magic refers to Restoration (Ability to restore/fortify stats or cure diseases/poisons etc), Mysticism (Ability to capture souls in gems, absorb attributes from enemies or teleport to specific locations), Enchant (Ability to enchant weapons with gems with souls trapped in them), Alteration (Ability to change molecular structures of nature, for ex. Ability to levitate/water walk/swim faster/make the world lighter etc) and Blading (Enchanting and using weapons that only work for your character to your advantage)

Corrupt Magic refers to Conjuration (Ability to create otherworldly items or monsters, or turn self into undead), Destruction (Manipulation of elements into offensives techniques), Illusion (Similar to Alteration, but isn't real however it makes the target have trouble telling if it is or not; and even so, is hard to break free) and Alteration (description is above).

Nightblade: Is a mix between Magician and Knight. They use medium armor and usually long blades. They also rely on one type of magic (Pure/Corrupt). They also can use shields to block enemy physical attacks.

Martial Artist: They are usually unarmored or wear light armor. They use hand-to-hand combat and are extremely flexible and fast. They have the ability to infuse destruction magic into their attacks (Ex. Able to inflict fire damage when hitting target with a punch etc.)
Map of Vvardenfell: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vvardenfell

Different Races: https://www.elderscrolls.com/codex/races_map.htm The races and their info are listed on the page. =3

Rules:
1. No god modding
2. Mild language allowed; but please don't go overboard. D:
3. 1 character to an element; first come first serve.
4. Reservations re allowed; however we will only reserve the spot for 2 days.
5. No power playing. D<
6. If you're a Magician; you'll be allowed to use 5 different types of magic in total. 4 from1 section (Pure/Corrupt) and 1 from the other. If you're a nightblade, then you have a total of 3 types of Magic that can be used; 2 from 1 section (Pure/corrupt) and 1 from the other.
7. Any class (besides Magician and Nightblade) can only use 1 type of Magic (unless using Enchant/Mysticism, I will allow you to use both).
8. It would help tremendously if you have played an Elder Scrolls game or at least heard about them. Since the freedom you are allowed will blow your mind
9. Disobey thy rules or I shall eatyth thou!

Sheet

Name: (Self explanatory
Gender: (Male and female
Race: (Read the above link or this for more info https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Races_of_The_Elder_Scrolls)
Class: (What is your class. Listed above)
Personality: (What you act like)
Appearance: (What you look like. You can use pictures as well. Be it a screenshot from an elder scrolls game or some doodle)
Magic used: (What types of magic you use. IE: Restoration, Destruction etc...)
Element: (What element you have chosen. *top of the page*)
Extras: (Anything else)

Slots

1. JBCPeace
2. Ullion
3. Piggy555
4. Chikaria
5. JBCBlank
6. ________
7. ________

The roleplay is OPEN. BUT if you still want to join please PM me or Ullion with your sheet and we can sort you out

Also the final and most important rule. If you go inactive for 2 weeks without an excuse then your character will be KILLED OFF. Then someone else will get your spot and element

 

[Ullion]

This is what I got so far. I can't seem to find a good Khajiit picture on the net. D:

Name: K-Jhaar (Ke-Jar)

Gender: Male

Race: Khajiit

Class: Martial Artist: They are usually unarmored or wear light armor. They use hand-to-hand combat and are extremely flexible and fast. They have the ability to infuse destruction magic into their attacks (Ex. Able to inflict fire damage when hitting target with a punch etc.)

Personality: K'Jhaar isn't your stereotypical drug addict Khajiit. However; like many other of his race, he sneak and steal a bit; but he does have a sense of honor as well as the ability to think on a fairly logical level (which is quite high compared to most Khajiit). K-Jhaar is usually misunderstood and not liked by many people in Sadrith Mora. He had lived as a slave to the Dunmer people in Sadrith Mora until he had one day escaped when working in an Ebony Mine. Despite being treated like crap for his whole life, K-Jhaar has managed to remain fairly nice to other people. However he is very shy and doesn't talk much to others. He tends to keep secrets as well as ideas to himself. His quietness often makes others think he is cold-hearted but he truly isn't and he cares about others; he just has problems showing it.

Appearance: Here

Element: Wind

Magic used:: Conjuration

 

[Scales]

Here is mine

Name: Tyreth

Gender: Male

Race: Dark Elf

Class: NightBlade

Personality: Tyreth is somewhat a complex individual. He is smart in his own way. He trusts people easily and usually makes friends fast. He is trained in Long Blades and Destructive magic. He likes to use words rather then violence since he believes that words can do more damage then a sword can. Plus he can also persuade many people to do anything practicly. Tyreth has faced many of his fears in his past so he doesn't scare easily.

Appearance: https://img229.imageshack.us/img229/8767/screenshot4zn7.png

Magic used: Conjuration, Illusion and Destruction

Element: Fire

Extras: Tyreth makes good friends with Beast races like Khajiit and Argonian. But he doesnt like High elves due to a problem with one in his past

 

[piggy555]

hehehe finally got it posted? Ullion has been telling me about this for the past week. so i thought i should probably join, dont want to anger the great almighty Ullion.

Name : Cadmius
Gender : Male
Race : Bosmer (Wood Elf)
Element : Lightning
Class : Marksman : Uses light armors and uses bows + arrows and/or throwing knives and shuriken and darts. An additional weapon is the spear. Also skilled with sneaking (ability not to be seen) and security (ability to lock pick and make locks).

Personality: Cadmius, like all wood elfs, has a deep respect for plants and trees, refusing to harm or destroy them. However, unlike most wood elves, he outrightly rejects cannibalism, thinking it is wrong to comsume the remains of a sentient being. This coused him to be shunned by his people, so he left his village to explore Vvardenfell, always ready to help out anyone he meets along the way. He is generally well liked where ever he goes, though he rarely stays in one place for to long, though he enjoys company and sometimes joins with some companions he meets to reach a common destination. He is always on the lookout for a person in need, being very friendly and compassionate; however that will not stop him from fighting if the need arises. This does sometimes get him into trouble, because he will attack town guards or even nobelmen if he sees then abusing innocents. Most times he can escape them and evade arrest, but his transgressions eventually caught up with him, causing him to be incarserated the moment he entered Vivec for the first time.

Appearance: Cadmius is very tall, standing at an imposing 6'4''. He has a very long and slender build, excellent for hiding in between trees, but is still somewhat muscular. He has pale blue eyes, a narrow nose, a long narrow grin, and the elf's trademark pointed ears. He has very messy auburn (a kind of brown) hair that rests on his shoulders. His skin is very tanned from being constantly out in the sun. His clothing consists of basic shoes, brown wool pants and a baggy dark red cotton shirt.

Extras: Can use Restoration Magicka

 

[Scales]

Piggy: Accepted Yes you can use restoration magic. I just edited the signup sheet to include types of magic you use

 

[piggy555]

thank you! so, whats with the small number of slots dont want a huge RP? i think thats a good ideas though. i remember Ullion's first attempt at an rp. 16 slots mas just to many

 

[Scales]

thank you! so, whats with the small number of slots dont want a huge RP? i think thats a good ideas though. i remember Ullion's first attempt at an rp. 16 slots mas just to many

I made only a few slots to see wether it would be a hit. If it was then I would create more

EDIT: One thing I am surprised about is no one has chosen a human race like Breton, Imperial or Nord

 

[Chikara]

Name: Chieko Satoi

Gender: Female

Race: Nord

Class: Thief

Personality: Chieko has an extremely uppity personality, she doesn't know how to keep still, and can talk for hours on end. She tends to wander off when things get boring, or just hum until it's over. Chieko does know when it's a good time to shut up, and she keeps to that. She doesn't like being mocked because of her race, because she actually is somewhat good in combat.

Appearance: Chieko has a green bandanna that holds back her blond hair. She takes her bandanna out of her hair when she sleeps, letting her hair fall to her shoulders. She wears a white tank-top with a few green leaf embroideries on the collar. Her shorts are khaki, baggy, and reach to about an inch above her knees. They have about 3 pockets scattered about on each leg.

Magic used: Restoration

Element: Earth

Extras: nope.

 

[Gummy]

Name: Daren

Gender: Male

Race: Redguard

Class: Martial Artist

Personality: Extremely cocky because of his natural ability to fight. Likes to mess aroud with girls and beats up the chumps that get in his way. However, his cockiness sometimes get's him into serious trouble. One time, he was bragging how he could rob from even the most skilled theives. However, when he actually tried, he ended up with a scar across his right arm.

Appearance: Dark skinned and about 5'9 in height. As a Martial Artist, he is muscular and makes sure EVERYONE knows it. He wears a brown overcoat that completely covers his black shirt and pants. Whenever he's not barefoot, he's wearing a pair of grey sandles. His black hair is tied up in a long braid that reaches his shoulder blades. He carries a wooden Kendo Sword on his back that can withstand atacks from daggers, throwing knives, shuriken and sometimes, arrows.

Magic used: Destructive.

Element: Earth but if you prefer Chikara, Aqua is okay I guess.

Extras: (Anything else)

 

[Scales]

Chikaria: Very good sign up. Accepted. But I doubt Nords get mocked because of their race. But it doesnt matter

Glajummy: an okay sign up. But I have one pet peeve. If you read the rules you would know that only Mage and Nightblade can have 2 different magic types to start. So you will have to chose one type. :: Pending ::

Anyway will start soon

 

[Gummy]

Oh, sorry about that. I saw that you said Martial Artist could add destructive power to their blows so I thought it was okay. It's been edited now.

 

[Ullion]

Oh, sorry about that. I saw that you said Martial Artist could add destructive power to their blows so I thought it was okay. It's been edited now.

Ah no. Destructive technqiues.... I meant that as in when you're fighting with physical moves... your attacks will have natural elemental damage to it (if you choose); the Destruction Magic type is meant as a 'School fo Magic' where you learn actual spells that would go under that catagory. Sorry for the confusion.

Also, I don't mean to be picky or whatnot; but as of right now, we have 2 people (besides you) who use Restoration... and with all of you traveling in one group, you'll only need probably one. So just as a heads up, I suggest you study a different school of magic? Not trying to be mean... just helpful! ^^;

 

[Scales]

Okay Accepted. Now we can start. Also PS. If you want to join but the roleplay is full please PM me or Ullion with your sheet and we can sort it out

The Elder Scrolls: Frozen Wasteland

Part one: In the Beginning

Prologue

Tyreth grumbled when he was sleeping. He slept in his robe as he usually did. The hammock he was sleeping in rocked back and forth. The storm they were sailing in was taking a turn for the worse. From what Tyreth heard of before he was sent to Vvardenfell was that VVardenfell was experiencing drastically colder climates. This meaning its the coldest it has been for 50 years.

Tyreth finally decided to get up. Water dripped from the ceiling as he dropped down from his hammock. He studied his surroundings and decided to walk up on deck and see how bad it was.

Tyreth walked up to the deck. Amazingly the storm was calming down as he walked up. Imperial soldiers were tyding around the deck and fixing the mast. One walked up to him. "Hey Dunmer. We are reaching Seyda Neen soon." He pointed towards a coastline Tyreth could see. "You better hope you dont break any laws. Since you wouldn't like the kind of interrogation I do." Tyreth smirked at him. "I'll be carefull." He walked down bellow and looked around. Some of the other prisoners were beginning to awake.

Okay thats the first post. Everyone wakes up on the ship headed to Vvardefell. This is mainly introduction for everyone. Anyway I will advance the story every so often

 

[piggy555]

Cadmius woke up with a jolt. The blasts of thunder and the crashing of the waves outside caused him to awake from his deep sleep. (Rats, always woken early from the best dreams) he thought. He decided to go up to the topdeck to get some fresh air and see if anyone else was up. He got up, and went up to the deck. In the distance, he could already see some of the larger buildings in Seyda Neen, thevillage where they were supposed to be heading to. He could faintly detect some piles of snow there too. (Ergh, not more cold. I was hoping for better weather. I hate the cold.) he thought. On the deck itself there were many Imperial soilders around the deck. Instead of talking with them, he decided to engage in conversation with the Dunmer he also saw on the deck.

"Morning there. My name's Cadmius. Great weather we're having, eh?"

 

[Gummy]

Daren lazily opened his eyes from a much needed sleep. As he stared at dull ceiling of his quarters, he contemplated on how much more comfortable his jail bed was than the piece of trash he just slept on. After a few seconds, he pulled off the covers and slipped out of the bed. Due to the unnaturally cold weather he was sleeping in his usual attire, black pants and a black shirt. After grabbing his brown overcoat off a withering hanger, along with his kendo sword, he proceeded onto the deck, barefoot.

Although it was letting up, the storm was still in effect. Daren, however, paid no mind to it. He walked through tundra, up mountains, and across town streets barefoot; a little water couldn't hurt.

"What have I got myself into?" he asked himself silently as he fiddled with his single braid, which was now over his shoulder. It was then that he noticed the land that they were approaching from the southwest. "Well, it's too late to turn back now."

The Martial Artist explored the drenched ship, observing many Imperials running frantically around. There was but one person that seemed to be keeping his cool. After closer inspection, Daren saw that he was a Dunmer. Too tired to actually stop one of the soldiers, he approached the Dark Elf, hoping for a better explanation for what their task was.

 

[Scales]

Tyreth noticed a wood elf walking towards him. Tyreth had seen wood elves many times before. But the strange thing was this one was as tall as him. He began to speak to him. "Morning there. My name's Cadmius. Great weather we're having, eh?" Tyreth looked towards him and answered. "Tyreth. At least the storms letting up". Tyreth looked towards the coast of Vvardenfell. Seyda Neen was closer then before.

Another came towards him as well. This one was a Redguard and he looked as if he wanted to pick a fight. However before he could speak Tyreth decided to break the ice. "Didn't think that a Redguard would be deported to Morrowind. My name is Tyreth. What is yours?"

A voice came from one of the imperials. "Allright. You three get bellow. We are on approach to Seyda Neen." Tyreth motioned to the other two to go down bellow

 

[Ullion]

"Hey you in there! Salve 21B! Wake up you dirty freak! You have another long day ahead of you!" Yelled a largely-built Telvanni Guard. He shook K'Jhaar's cage and ripped open the rusted iron door. The sleep was rough and today was another freezing day. Thankfully K-Jhaar has fur; keeping him warm all year-round. The Telvanni guard picked K-Jhaar up and carried him down to the main path in Sadrith Mora. He tied rope around K-Jhaar's wrists and led him to the nearby Ebony mine.

Upon entering, the Telvanni guard undid the rope and told K-Jhaar to get working once again. The cave had two rooms; one was fairly large and open where as the other one was still being made. Since he was one of the first slaves to work in this mine, as well as one of the most productive, K=Jhaar was asked to work in the smaller room. There were few traces of Ebony in the current wall. K-Jhaar decided to try and dig some of it out with his claws and fists. This was his only way of making him stronger; since the salve bracers weakened a slave's Magic power. He continued to scratch, kick and punch the rock walls.

The wall crumbled, tiny pice of rock after another. The chunk of Ebony was about half done when K-Jhaar had a strange sensation in him. Destiny he thought. He knew this was the day he was meant to escape... but how? It hit him. He called out to the guards, askign if another of the Khajiit slaves could help him uncover a piece of Ebony. When Khaskiir came, K-Jhaar told her to be quiet and explained his plan. The two Khajiit moved to one side of the room to avoid being seen by the guards and removed the slave bracer on his right wrist. After that, they worked together and uncovered a large piece of Ebony. Now, K-Jhaar could execute his plan.

K-Jhaar closed his eyes then moved his hands forwards and summoned an Ancestrial Ghost. He was not very skilled at conjuration, so he only knew how to summon the weakest of all summonable creatures. He then ran out into the main room and called out to the two Telvanni guards that were currently on shift. He told them that when they uncovered a piece of Ebony, a ghost appeared and attacked the female Khajiit. They both ran over to the other room and K-Jhaar quickly exited the mine.

Right outside was one more Telvanni guard; luckily he was asleep on duty. "How pathetic... he doesn't deserve to live if he can't even manage to stay awake" hissed K-Jhaar. He lunged his drawn claws straight through the guard's Bonemold armor and sunk into his heart. He wasn't even able to make a sound before dieing a semi-bloody death. K-Jhaar looked up at the mountain side where the mine was. He was just West of Sadrith Mora, so he had better continue westward, over the mountains and over the sea. Thankfully, K-Jhaar is a natural adept at jumping, running and swimming. So he began his new journey; on a dusty yet mossy mountain heading towards the Western regions of Vvardenfell.

 

[Gummy]

Daren was caught off guard by the sudden greeting from Tyreth. By now, a Wood Elf was talking with him.

"Oh- uh, my name is-."

"Alright. You three get below! We are on approach to Seyda Neen." ordered an Imperial Guard who seemed to come out of no where. Daren cracked his knuckles and was ready to teach the Imperial a lesson for interupting him until Tyreth made an odd jester. He was signaling Daren to follow the orders. Dropping his fist, Daren turned his back to the two Elves and walked back across the deck.

"Asks for my name then tell me to leave; the nerve of that guy!" Daren thought to himself. He stopped in front of his door and observed the knob. Why did he HAVE to go below? He could take most of these Imperials...

"I guess I can explore just a little more." he decided before walking away from his room and hiding behind some crates.

 

[JBCBlank]

I asked, and they said yes, here's my sheet and my first post.

Name: Alana Sunsprink

Gender: Female

Race: Altmer ((High Elf))

Class: Magician of Pure Magic.

Personality: She is incredibly fun loving and chipper for a high elf, she's also incredibly curious which get's her into more trouble then is possible for a high elf. She is always flipping threw an old book that her father gave her and is often found quoting it unwillingly. Because she never had a mother, she is incredibly tomboyish and will not think twice about climbing a high tree or jumping naked into a river. Carefree and Kind, that's Alana.

Appearance: https://img217.imageshack.us/img217/6325/elves34yx6.jpg

Magic used: Alteration mainly, she's studying the other abilities threw an old book she always carries.

Element: Dark.

Extras: Alana tries very hard to live up to her race's standards, unfortunately her clumsiness and curiosity have caused her to drop to the lowest possible rank in her home. She's less then a beggar, she's a wanna be, (in laymen's terms that is.). Mostly because she does not know who her mother is, her father said that she was beautiful and then hit her in the head with an old book and told her to read it completely till she learned it all. She loves her father and wants only to make him proud, but she longs to know who her mother was.

Ch. 1

((Alana in Balamora))

"Balamora!" Alana squeals as she sees the very peeks of the houses, smoke curled from several houses. It reminded her so much of her own home, "Father would just die if he knew where I was now." She giggles.

Taking a seat on a dry stump she opens the old book he had given her, it was a very old book it yellow pages and brown leather binding it looked as though it would fall apart in ones hands, yet in never seemed to. Adjusting the white Song Bird wings on her head she concentrates on the spell she was reading. The stump she sat on began to tremble making her smile, as she sat there the stump reacted to her spell and began to grow, creaking and groaning it rose into the air not very fast yet fast enough to make Alana dizzy, "Wow I can see the city better from here!" she gasps, from the top of the tree she could see for miles. "I hope they'll be nice to me." She sighs remembering the way the children back home had treated her and the many times she had run home to her father crying. He was a good father always caring for her, she missed her father.
Placing a hand on her chest she takes in deep breaths, I'll come back father, once I know who my mother is. she promises him. She knew very well that this could all have been avoided had he told her who her mother was in the first place, but she knew her father and he wasn't the kind of Elf that just told you things, which is why she had to hull this mold smelling old book all the way to Balamora.

She starts climbing down when she remembers, she had made this tree, she could turn it back to a stump the same way she made it. Getting comfortable she concentrates all her energy and channels it into the tree; an expert would have had the tree back to a stump and been levitating down faster then a yellow swan could catch a fly, unfortunately Alana was no expert the tree began to grow again. "No!" she cries trying to stop it but she had lost control, "Please stop!" she begins to cry.

A crack sounds from the tree's base, looking down Alana could clearly see the large crack crawling up the tree's strong trunk. She didn't have time to react before the tree toppled with her in it, When the tree hit the ground with an ear splitting crash, the only thing Alana could see was green. All I wanted to do is find my mother… she thinks as the weight of the tree seems to increase.

Just when she had started to loose hope in living a voice calls from beyond her leafy prison, "What the- where did this tree come from?!"

Alana turns to where the voice was from, amazingly it was really close, "Help… I'm stuck under here…" she cries.

"Huh?!" comes the voice and she can hear branches being broken, "Keep calling I'll find you!"

"HERE! I'M UNDER HERE!" she tries to move her hands but they are pinned under her, her golden hair was tangled in the twigs around her, the wigs on her head somehow had stayed however and she was glad, it was the last thing that reminded her of how much her father actually loved her. "Please hurry!"

~JBCBlank

 

[Scales]

Accepted Chikara when you want to post do it about how your character is waking up

Tyreth walked down bellow. The imperials were running around working around the ship. Tyreth walked back to his hammock and planned on sleeping once more.

However once he sat down onto the hammock. However once he did an imperial walked right up to him from behind. "Hey Dunmer. Get up top. Your about to spend the rest of your life in this country so you might as well look at it." Tyreth jumped down from the hammock and walked over to the stairs. Noticing that some more people were being bossed around by the imperial guards.

Tyreth walked up to the deck. Seyda neen was clearly visable. The small port town had a quaint feeling about it. Like something was drawing him there