Vvardenfell; Frozen Wasteland

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After a few minutes of climbing and jumping up the steep mountain, K-Jhaar had finally reached the top. He looked out towards the west. Between Sadrith Mora and the coast of Vvardenfell was the sea dotted by many islands of varying sizes. K-Jhaar sighed and ran down the hill towards the water.

K-Jhaar hated to swim because it made fur all damp and wet which usually weighed him down and as a martial artist, weight is a grave enemy. When he reached the first island; he shook all his fur until he was as dry as possible. He ran across the island. In the far distance to the south, on a completely seperate island, he could see a lopsided evil-looking spire. He decided to ignore it and he jumped back into the water and swam his last leg across the small sea area.

When he arrived on shore he once again shook his body to dry it off. He looked around him and he noticed a few mub crabs walking along the coast. He decided to ignore them and continue on his journey to the west. "Blamora..." he whispered to himself. The female Khajiit had told him if he planned to escape, Balmora would be the best place to start a new life where there were rarely any slaves.
 
If you havent posted this is a good chance to do so. Anyway I uploaded a few more pictures of my character just in case you couldnt see him in the last one. Also your character's should follow mine through the door on the right

The ship docked at Seyda Neen shortly after. Imperials created much noise making the rest of the prisoners get to the top of the deck. Tyreth was at the end of a very short line. There were 9 prisoners. 1 of them died on the way to Vvardenfell. One lone guard began to pace between the line. "Okay. When you enter the census department there will be nine men to take your information down. When you enter please state your profession. Also keep in mind that when you leave the Census department you will not be allowed to leave Vvardenfell for the next ten years due to your crimes against the empire of Tamriel".

Not like we could Tyreth thought to himself. Transportation out of Vvardenfell was nearly impossible now. Strong winds from the cold had been created. Making sailing out of Vvardenfell impossible for the next six months. From what Tyreth heard there were teleportation spells to Mournhold the capital of Morrowind. But they were dreadfully expensive and very risky. Vvardenfell was practically cut off from the rest of Tamriel

Tyreth walked into the census office. It seemed to have done some renovations and had more rooms. The other eight prisoners began walking to 8 men who were sitting at desks. Tyreth sat at one and sighed. The person behind the desk was an Argonian.

"Name" he said in a hiss-like tone. Tyreth spoke his name and responded "I worked for the imperial army outside of Vvardenfell in Narsis. The argonian looked at him. "So you are not an outlander?" Tyreth looked at him. Outlander was a nickname for people who were born outside of Morrowind. If you were an outlander specific people would not speak to you and you couldnt get hired for specific jobs. "No i am not an outlander" he sighed again. The argonian took out a piece of paper. Since he was sitting across from the argonian it was upside down to him. But from what he could recognize it bore his name and 4 others. "Go through that door." The argonian pointed towards a door on the right. Tyreth could see other prisoners leaving but through a door on the left. Talk to Sellus Gravious.

Tyreth got up and walked through the door. Thinking he had the death sentance
 
((*slides in* here I am. *read the posts* ok.... not where I am but I guess I might as well make a scene. ))

Alana hugs the man who had saved her from under the tree, he was tall so she had to stand on tiptoes to do so. "I'm Alana." she whispers into his rounded ear.

He shivers as she does so, "they call me Reno*," he says.

Alana giggles, she runs her fingers threw his red* hair, "That's a nice name."

He pushes her away slightly, "You're a high elf aren't you? I can tell you smell like one." He turns looking to Balmora, "I'm not sure if they'll accept you."

"Yes but...Who? the Balmorians?" Alana asks looking towards the city with him.

"No..." he says turning to her and taking her hand, "My family, they will never accept that I fell in love with a high elf."

Alana was taken aback, "Love? me?"

He nods and pulls her close, "yes, I'd know this feeling anywhere, it is love and no other."

Alana blushes, "But... we're so different."

"That doesn't matter." Reno says, pulling her ever closer, "As long as you love me back none of that matters."

Alana wasn't sure of what to say, "Reno... I don't know, if my father were-" She is stopped in mid sentence by a sudden and very bold kiss. Alana pulls back very quickly, "Reno?!"

He holds her close, "Please... understand."

Alana turns scarlet, "I'm trying Reno, but... I'm scared."

"You don't have to be, I"ll take care of you I'll love you as long as you love me back." he says looking her in the eyes. His green eyes swam with a fire that Alana had only read about, "Just tell me you feel the same way."

Alana turns away, her book clutched to her chest, "I-"

~that night~*

Alana turns over in the warm bed, Reno by her side. He was fast asleep with his arm still around her, Alana felt safe in his arms, maybe this is a good thing. she thinks to herself as she snuggles against his chest, Reno inhales very sharply as he wakes up, "oh... you scared me." he whispers looking down at her, "I was afraid I'd wake up and you weren't real."

Alana smiles and kisses his chest, "I'm glad I decided to stay, I've never been happier."

Reno hugs her, "That's how I always want you to feel." he says looking out the window. "It'll be morning soon, I hope he doesn't come in the morning."

"Who?" Alana asks looking out the window.

"My father..."


~JBCBlank
((yes I'm ending it like that. when you guys get farther I'll add more! XD.

*'s. yes his name is Reno; and yes he has red hair, just imagine Reno from FF VII with a tunic and old cloths like that. XD. I'll add a pic of him if you need to know so bad.))
 
Okay since GLA quit and Piggy and Chikaria have apparently disappeared I still am continuing

Tyreth walked down through the door on the right. Feelings of dread went through him. His robe moving silently as he continued walking. Finally he made it to a door. His gloved hand moved towards the doorknob but he hesitated. Memories of the imperial army went through his mind. He shrugged them off and opened the door

There was a desk and a book shelf in the room. An very well dressed imperial sat at the desk. "So mr. Tyreth. I am Sellus Gravious" Tyreth sat down on the opposite of the desk. The man took a piece of paper out. "Let me see. One killing of an Altmer in Narsis. This has been very hard to cover up."

Tyreth sighed and began speaking. "What do you want me to do here?" The man looked at him again. "Well if you do a favor for the Blades then we can wipe this clean." Tyreth couldnt believe this. He had to do some small favor and he was free finally. "Who do I meet?" He took another piece of paper out. "Meet Four-Soul. An Argonian in Balmora. He is at the edge of the town. Now beware. You do know of the climate change now do you?" Tyreth nodded. Everyone knew about it. "Good. Because it would take twice as long by foot to make it to Balmora. So take the Silt Strider. He pointed out the window to the large insect outside. It was larger the two houses. "Allright." Sellus threw a number of coins on the desk. "With interest. Now find Four-Soul. He is working for the Blades." He also took a piece of parchment out and began writing on it. "Here are directions to his house. Since you are new to Vvardenfell." He gave the directions to him.

Tyreth walked out the Census office. The cold air hit him like a punch in the face. Morrowind was not normally this cold. He winced and continued to walk up the big hill that lead to the silt strider. Knowing that this would have been twice as hard if he had to walk to Balmora.

He boarded the large insect and waited for it to take off towards Balmora

Many Hours later

Tyreth awoke on the silt strider. It was night when he left Sellus's office. He looked behind him and noticed that there were a few other people on the Silt strider with him. Well now time to find this Argonian he thought to himself as he brushed himself off
 
OOC 1 : Sorry about not posting, i have been very busy lately between my job and homework, plus i just got Halo 3 so i haven't been on the computer much. Since i'm finally posting, i need to know, do i follow you to Balmora, JBCPeace, or should i go somewhere else?

IC : The imperials forced Cadmius and the others down below decks as they approached Seyda Neen. He felt the ship drift into the docks of Seyda Neen and soon after some more imperials told him and his fellow prisoners to exit the ship. (Up, down, up, down, do they ever walk horizontally on this continent?) Cadmius asked himself.

As they walked on shore, a chill shot down Cadmius' spine. (Wow, its WAY too cold here.) he thought. There was only a small group of prisoners, it seemed there may even be some missing. He decided to walk around the middle of the group, trying to slouch down to try to avoid drawing attention to himself. He knew outsiders weren't well accepted in Vvardenfell, so he tried to hide his face, hoping people may think he was a odd looking high elf. The imperial guards led him and the other prisoners to the census department.

He heard the guards mutter something about talking to a census official about his profession and that he wasn't alllowed to leave Vvardenfell. (Great, suck on this frozen waste land for 10 years, that'll be fun.) he thought. He entered the census department after a short walk, and was directed to sit infront of a tough looking Redguard. (Why do i have to talk with a human, why can't they assign me to an elf, at least they might be a little more sympathetic.)

"State your name and profession." the Redguard said in a very gruff voice.

"My name is Cadmius, and i am currently between jobs at the moment." Cadmius responded.

"Place of Birth?" the Redguard enquired.

"Um, its a small Bosmer village, you've probably never heard of it, just outside ****n Fel?" he lied. He hoped the Redguard believed him. Outsiders were shunned in Vvardenfell, if he's lucky, they'll believe him and he can get some help from locals.

"Sounds good. Head through the door on the right and await further instructions from the person in there." the Redguard answered.

Cadmius breathed a sigh of relief. They believed him; now the locals will be a little nicer towards him. He walked through the right door, noticing that most people were going to the left. (I wonder why they're sorting us?) he thought. As he passed through the doorway, he saw one of the other prisoners coming out, Tyreth if Cadmius remembered correctly. He passed through a second door at the end of the hallway. He sat down in front of the desk inside, another imperial was sitting on the other side of the desk.

"Hello Mr. Cadmius. My name is Sellus Gravious."

OOC 2 : I'll finish the post once i know if im following you to Balmora or not, JBCPeace.
 
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Obviously you follow me. Also call me Omni. Since everyone does. Since my character's goes on the silt strider you can either follow him or walk by yourself Also advance your character's time a few hours later in your next post. Anyway thank you for giving me an excuse. I have halo 3 as well and know how time consuming it can be

Tyreth got up and walked down from the silt strider. He quickly sighed and noticed that he could see his breath. He took his directions out of his robe. It said something.

Go to the fighter's guild and ask for Merc' Canic. Perfect this guy doesnt even know who he is. he thought to himself. His brown robe was slowly getting more brown the more he stood. "Well might as well check the town out" he said softly. He began walking towards the river in the center of Balmora. The water looked freezing and he could not see a single fish.

Tyreth walked over to one of the bridges over the river. It looked like only a few guards were patrolling around the city. He sat down with his legs hanging over the bridge. Looking down at the water.
 
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Cadmius was nervous. This Sellus person may be physically smaller than the Redguard, he seemed to emit an aura of intimidation. He drew out a piece of paper and begun reading it.

"My, my Mr. Cadmius." he said. "It seems you have quite the distinguished criminal record. Assault on multiple Imperial personnel, 3 of which had near fatal injuries; evading arrest for the assault charges; theft from an Imperial building; and paying off fines with forged money. Your very lucky to still be alive."

Cadmius made a fist out of the imperials view. He still thought he had reasonable justification for all of his crimes. Every person he had attacked he only did because the Imperial was attacking someone, of in pure self defense. And he only stole because the Imperial was hording food, and there were many families around that had next to no food at all. (The injustice in this Empire makes me sick sometimes.) Cadmius thought.

"With such a long criminal record you will find it very difficult to lead a normal life from now on. But i have an offer for you. What would you be willing to do to have your record wiped clean?" Sellus asked.

Cadmius was fianlly getting interested. With a clear criminal record, he'd be free to settledown agian and fnally be able to start a family. "Alright im interested. What's this clean record gonna cost me?" Cadmius asked.

"Just a simple errand." Sellus started. "Go to Balmora; there you will talk to an Argonian named Four-Soul who lives near the edge of town. He works for the Blades. He will give you furthur nstructons. And just a piece of advice i suggest you take the Silk Strider." Sellus pointed to a large bug outside. 'It will cut your travel time in half. Now remember, go to Balmora, talk to Four-Soul. Do not forget."

(So many people to talk to. Why doesn't just one person tell me what to do?) Cadmius thought. He left the census department feeling lucky. Even with the hassle of going to Balmora, so far he only had to go find this Four-Soul guy and then he would have a clean slate. He headed towards the big bug Sellus metioned, and saw it was already taking off.

"Hey! Wait up!" Cadmius yelled. WHoever was on board stopped and allowed him to get on. He recognized the man as Tyreth. "Hello Tyreth. I guess we both have the same destnation, eh?" He hopped aboard the giant bug and sped along the way to Balmora.

Many hours later

Cadmius finally arrived in Balmora after a long and uncomfotable flight. he watched the bug fly off till he could see it no longer. (That was a pretty cool bug) he thought. Somehow it seemed colder in Balmora then in Seyda Neen. He guessed that they flew north, he had already forgotten The geography of Vvardenfell since he was here last.

Tyreth was looking at a note he had, then took in some landscape. Cadmius walked over to him and asked, "I guess were both here for the same reason, to find the Argonian Four-Soul. Got any idea where to start?" Despite the cold, Cadmius was looking forward to exploring Balmora again.
 
A few dull hours of walking in the barren lands of the Molag Amur region there was finally something to note when K-Jhaar was along the base of Mount Kand. There was a wild Kagouti charging right at him. K-Jhaar grinned at the challenge of fighting a wild animal; not to mention it was one of Vvardenfell's most naturally viscous animals. As the Kagouti lunged at him with his ivory tusks K-Jhaar slid under the two-legged beast and stabbed him multiple times in his chest thus drawing a large amoutn of blood. When K-Jhaar was behind him he jumped up above the Kagouti and landed ontop of him and punctured the Kagouti's flesh around his neck and eventually crushed it's spinal cord. K-Jhaar licked the blood off his paws and continued his long desolate journey.

After a couple of hours of treking through the icy lands he finally arrived in a small town known as Suran. He hid in the mountains northwest of the town adn watched over it. The female Khajiit warned him of this town; besides the many slaves along the Azura Coast region, Suran was the worst town for beasts to live in due to slavery. He ran along the base of the mountains so that the mountains were placed inbetween him and the town. He arrived at the south end of town where the Silt-Strider was and he quickly loaded onto it without the rider questioning him. He asked to be taken to Balmora as quickly as possible; his destiny awaited him in that fateful town.
 
Tyreth heard Cadmius ask "I guess were both here for the same reason, to find the Argonian Four-Soul. Got any idea where to start?"

Tyreth answered quickly. "No I havent been to Vvardenfell before. I just got to find some guy named Merc." Tyreth was in no hurry to comb Balmora looking for him. Right now he wanted to enjoy freedom before he did Sellus's favor.

Balmora was build differently then most towns. You had a residential part of Balmora on the right side of the river and a trading and worship part on the left. On the left you had a town square were you could trade and join a guild. Further north of the square was the slums of Balmora which was where mainly outlanders would go if they had no where to stay. At the far north there was the temple for worship

"I think a map would be handy." He said slowly as he got up and walked to the square. It was very quiet now. Tyreth looked around and spotted a sundile. It looked only a year only and was in the middle of the square. "10:43" he read quickly. "Allright we have plenty of time till night fall." Tyreth continued walking. He could spot some Nord outlanders walking around. Nords have a very high tolerance to cold. Since the country to the north called Skygrim was very very cold. Tyreth quickly walked into the local trading outpost eying the Nords closely.

Inside there was a dunmer there looking very bored. Tyreth walked over to him. "I need a map of Balmora and Vvardenfell." The trader began fumbling around and gave him both. Tyreth gave the trader the interest that Sellus gave him.

Tyreth walked back to Cadmius. "Well now just in case mr. Soul gives us somwhere distant to go to." He placed the folded maps into his inner pocket. He noticed that they had a waterproof charm placed on them.

Tyreth began walking back to the bridge he sat at. The river was particularily high now. It looked almost 9 feet high. Perfect for swimming he thought to himself. But laughed at the idea
 
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((*drops in* I"m so sick... this is all I could throw together during class.... *wipes nose* I need medicine... anyone know any good ones... that work?))

Alana could only run, run from what fallowed her, Reno… I'm sorry Reno, I should have been able to stop him. she thought to herself as the river came into view. The very memory of what happened at that old house would haunt her for the rest of her long, long life.

~That morning~

Alana and Reno had decided that they should tell his mother about what had transpired; Alana had to thank several old spirits for how quickly Reno's mother accepted the fact that he had fallen in love with a high Elf. Reno explained how he had found Alana trapped under that big tree, and Alana had to explain how she ended up under that three. They all laughed together for almost an hour, but had to stop abruptly when the door swung open and a very tall, very wet and very angry man entered the house. "What's all this about?!" he boomed slamming the door behind himself.

Alana hid herself behind Reno, "We were celebrating…" Reno growled standing up and hugging Alana.

"Celebrating what? That you found yourself a new Whore?!" The man bellowed advancing on Alana.

Reno actually reached out and slapped his father, "You will not refer to her like that!" he shouts.

The man sways in place for a moment before he growls and charges at Reno, "I'll teach you who to respect boy!" He yells.

Reno pushes Alana to the floor and dodges his father easily, "you never respected me, Why should I respect you now?!"

The fight lasted for over two hours, Alana and Reno's mother just huddled next to each other. All Alana wanted was for it to stop she didn't want to see Reno hurt, she didn't want any fighting. A light scratching catches her attention; she turns and sees a tiny grey mouse cleaning himself next to a tiny hole. Opening her old book she slams it on the floor with such a force that the mouse turned to look at her, flipping threw the first few pages she found the spell that her father had actually, verbally, taught her. Grabbing the mouse in her hands she concentrates on everything she was ever taught. The mouse in her hand began to grow, first in girth, and then in height and weight, Alana let it go when it got the size of a large dog. It kept growing until it was the size of a small horse, it still however acted like a mouse, it kept right on cleaning itself. Alana placed her hand on the top of the mousse head right between his ears, "Stop him friend." She pleads giving the mouse his instructions. Although being inexperienced, she didn't conceal her emotions and the mouse also received her doubts and her fears.

The mouse's eyes glow yellow and it roars charging at the two who were still fighting. The mouse's jaws lock on Reno's father and he is taken down, blood floods the floor as Reno runs over and hugs Alana, "What did you do?" he asks her eyes full of worry.

"I couldn't think of anything else…" she says looking towards the mouse who had turned around and was twitching his nose, "He's should be harmless now…"

The mouse's ears twitch as he slowly walks over, Reno was tense all over, "Are you sure Alana, I don't trust him... he has that look in his eyes."

The mouse opens his mouth to admit a high-pitched squeal that made everyone wince. "Stop it…" Alana orders, the mouse stops and growls.

What happened next was so fast and so brutal that Alana didn't want to remember it, what that mouse did to Reno and his mother, gone now... both of them, forever.

~Now~

Alana closes her eyes as the memory catches her by surprise, blood and screams, she trips and falls into the river that flowed threw Balmora. With a small scream she reaches up, "Help! Help me!" was the last thing that came from her lips above water.

~JBCBlank
 
Chapter 1: One Common Goal

Tyreth watched the water. Memories of the imperial army in Cyrodiil. Of going back to Narsis...

Suddenly it happened quickly. A girl tripped and fell into the water. It happened so fast that Tyreth didnt notice till he heard the splash. He turned around and saw a girl in the water. She said "Help Help" before her head went under.

"Oh No." Tyreth quickly took off his robe and handed it to Cadmius. "Hold this." Tyreth held his breath quickly. Then dived into the water

Cold

It was a feeling unlike any other. All the pores in his skin reacted at the same time. He was never this cold. but he had one goal. He swam quickly to the girl in the water. Lets get you out of here. He grabbed the girl and dragged her with him towards the shore.

Eventually he made it to the shore outside of Balmora. He dragged the girl out of the water. She's not breathing. He quickly began breathing air back into her mouth as quickly as he could. Then he heard her breathing. "You should be more carefull." Tyreth was glad he had just saved this girl's life. But it seemed very foolish to dive into the water

"Are you okay?" He said softly into her ear.
 
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Alana moans slightly as she came to, "RENO!" she screams sitting up very suddenly hitting the guy who had saved her in the head with hers, ((another clumbsy moment)). Alana gasps as she looks at the guy she had almost broken he nose of. "I'm so sorry..." she covers her mouth and sees his pointed ears... dark skin.... "YOU'RE A DARK ELF!" she says sitting up and hugging him, "I've always wanted to meet a Dark Elf!"

She squeezes him without a care in the world, right before she sees his red eyes and is reminded of the blood that had flowed, "Oh Reno..." she starts crying and the sound of large claws catches her attention, "oh no..." A giant mouse appears, it had fallowed her, it still wanted to protect her... from everyone. It jumps at the guy who had saved her, "NOT AGAIN!" she screams.

~JBCBlank
 
"This morning is getting stranger" Then suddenly a giant rat jumped on him. He had a large rat ontop of him.

The rat bared its teeth at him. "Bring it on." Tyreth yelled at him. Then suddenly the rat was blasted into the air. Tyreth had his hand outstretched. Then he stood up. "Lets go." The rat got up and charged at him. Tyreth dived out of the way and launched another fireball at the rat. It was launched into the water. Then he launched a freezing magic straight at the rat. Suddenly the water around the rat froze instantly along with it.

Tyreth walked over to the girl. "Tyreth. You be more carefull." He began walking back to the gate of Balmora without looking back
 
Alana ran after him, "hey wait! she grabs his arm, "you can't leave me!" Fallowing him she closes her eyes as they pass Reno's house, blood leaked from the open door, "Oh Reno..." she whispers clutching her book to her chest.

She gets in front of Tyreth, "Tyreth, I'm Alana... and I've done something horrible..." she says pushing her hair so that her ears were very visible.

((I'm sick.. I can't write no more...))

~JBCBlank
 
Tyreth looked at the girl Alana's ears. Memories of the Altmer flooded back...

"Get away from me." He said getting out of her grasp. Noticing the blood finally coming out of the house. "Your little mouse friend did this didnt he?" Suddenly Tyreth saw someone. It was a dunmer guard dressed in heavy bonemould armor. "Hey whats going on here" Tyreth quickly thought of a story. "I saw some Redguard running from this place. He was headed for Seyda Neen"

The guard bowed his head and began running in that direction. "Lets get this straight. I only protected you because since you are an Altmer. Since these guys were imperials the dunmer here would skin you alive to keep it quiet." Tyreth sighed. He still wondered why he helped Alana. "Allright come with me." He walked back to the bridge where he left Cadmius.

Tyreth found Cadmius. He took his robe back into his hands. "Thanks for holding on to this." He quickly put it on himself and looked at the sky. "Cadmius I think we ought to go to a local inn and get rested. Since it might take a while to find Four-soul" The local inn was close by. He walked up to Alana. "Okay okay fine come with me. The guards might find out I lied about the redguard." Tyreth walked to the inn as quickly as possible

The doorman quickly asked "Room?" Tyreth responded with a rushed response. "Yes please." He quickly went over a few things. "Three rooms up the stairs." Tyreth gave him the last of the money Sellus gave him. He walked up the stairs. There were three rooms side by side. "Cadmius on the far right. Im on the far left. Alana go in the middle." Tyreth walked into his room quickly. Looking forward to some much needed rest
 
Alana reached for his arm again but stopped herself, he had been so rude before, "Well... good night.. and thank you for helping me." Entering the middle room she remembers the way that Reno had looked when he hit the floor. Why didn't I stop that mouse... now four lives have ended because of me. she heads for the window. "Father... I needed your guidance... forgive me."

The clouds in the sky showed no sign that her father was listening to her, Alana's eyes drop, every other time she had called to him he had answered her and told her what to do, that's the kind of father he was. The only reason he wouldn't answer is because he was very angry or he was sick. "Please don't be sick dad... if anything I deserve to have you mad at me..."

Sitting on the bed she opens the book, "I have to check on you dad..." she reads threw the more advanced spells, One mispronunciations and anything could happen.

Closing her eyes she considerates on the spell, she did not get the desired affect. A loud pop from the next room and then... a loud squawk. "Oh no..." she runs to the room where the Dark elf had gone. Inside the room he stood, no longer an elf but a very large and very yellow... "I made you a Sunbird...." she squeals falling to her knees and rummaging threw the book to find the counter spell, "I'm so sorry!" she says over and over again as she runs her finger over the pages.

the Sunbird that stood before her had the normal characteristics of any Sunbird, nine feet tall, broad puffy chest with the slightest hint of white. Legs hidden underneath thick plumage only his long silver claws could be seen. ON his head stood the beautiful sun shaped orange crest that was coveted by any who saw the Sunbird. His deep blue eyes stared at her, yet threw her as was the stare of the Sunbird.

~JBCBlank
 
This is a dream sequence. Most characters should have one

1 year before

The ocean was calm this time of year. Cyrodiil had normally good oceans. But now all Tyreth was focusing on the matter at hand. Going to the imperial city...

Back to the present

Tyreth was busy sleeping as he usually did. Nightmares would normally haunt him. Nightmares of Liches and Werewolves. But now he had a very calm sleep. One of the first he ever did. Suddenly something happened. Tyreth awoke quickly. The mirror on the opposite wall relfected him. "A sunbird?" he said to himself. He got up and noticed his features had degraded to that of a sunbird.

He remembered being back at the arcane university. Where it had taken him a few years in order to join. But he remembered something. "In order to change your body shape you must first read a book wiith conjuration spells. " He remembered something about changing into animals there. Suddenly Alana ran into the room. "I made you a Sunbird...." Tyreth was very angry now. "You did this didnt you." The he remembered something. "...To change back from a form you need a soulgem with an imprint of yourself on it. Thankfully I have one here." He flew straight to his robe. He rummaged through the pockets and found it. A dark red soulgem. A bright light came out of the soulgem immediatly. Then it exploded.

Tyreth stood there once the light stopped. He quickly put his robe on before the light went out. "Alana. Whats up?" Looking at the Altmer in the face. "im not mad dont worry."
 
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Alana looks up at him then blushes, "um... close you're robe better next time..." she says standing up quickly and placing the book just high enough so that she couldn't see, 'him'.

Looking him in the eyes she giggles, "it's a good thing you knew the quick return magic." she runs her fingers over the book, "I only know what I've learned from this book. Most of it is long and complicated being in the old language." she closes her eyes, "Father would have been most displeased with me." She places a finger in her mouth, "I'm afraid however.. the way I said the spell...." she smiles, "well the good thing is that you can change into a Sunbird when ever you want." She leans against the wall. "I need to get my pronunciation right."

she gets close to him, placing the book on the desk that was in the room, "I didn't... properly thank you for saving my life..." she says placing her arms around his neck and kissing him lightly on the lips, "Thank you... good sir." she whispers the last part in his ear. She felt him shiver as she pressed herself against him, suddenly something began..... to.... happen. She gulps, "um..... oops.."

~JBCBlank
 
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