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    Aethalia

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    Aliah glanced at the others, then at the darkening sky. They had made good progress since leaving Whiterun. But they still were shy of reaching Rorikstead for the night, and Aliah was not too fond of setting up camp in the open. The wargs that had assaulted the refugees outside of Whiterun could return at any moment. And with only four of them, plus Averaines horse, she wasn't quite so confident of their odds of survival.

    But then, what choice did she have? She didn't tire, or at least not as quickly as her mortal companions, but pushing them past their breaking point would accomplish nothing. She glanced around, noting a rocky outcropping that would guard their backs well. "We'll rest there for tonight. By my estimate, we're no farther than a couple of hours from Rorikstead." She indicated the area she meant.

    As the others set about unburdening themselves, and making a small campfire, Aliah watched them. She'd grown close to each of them since they'd first met those years ago in Falkreath. Vampires, warriors, assassins, healers and rangers. An unlikely group, to say the least. But they'd all fought alongside one another, and would give their lives, if need be. 'I just hope it doesn't come to that' she thought grimly.
     

    TheShadedOne

    The Angry One
    "Hopefully the Empire and the Solitude guard have managed to hold out. Otherwise I suspect we will not like what we see." Shadari nodded. "I know. I was in Riften, remember?" She'd seen first hand how bad it had gone when the Blight had attacked Riften. Hundreds dead in the first few days, and that was before they'd breached the walls. Solitude was much more defendable, but there was no guarantee it wouldn't fall as well. She'd seen the numbers of Blight forces first hand.

    The four of them made good time away from Whiterun, though the further they got from the city, the more nervous Shadari became. They were out in the open, and all but inviting an attack. Aliah, in the lead, announced they'd be resting near a rocky outcrop for the night. The assassin sighed. It was better than being out in the open, anyways. She leaned against the outcropping, eyeing the others and they began to set up camp. "I'll take first watch. If you want." She offered.
     

    Drahkma

    Dashing Imperial Officer.
    Averaine winced at the pointed reminder. Of course. Riften. The city had been the first to fall, but Averaine was sure it wouldn't be the last. The Blight hadn't shown up to destroy one city. It had come to destroy every city. And all who dwelt within or near them. The knight shuddered and rested a hand on the pommel of his sword. The four of them continued on their way, until they reached a small outcropping, and Aliah announced they'd be resting there for the night. As the others set about constructing camp, Averaine turned and stared out across the plains. His keen eyes pierced the darkness, but he saw no threat. No lurking enemies waiting for them to lower their guard. "I'll take first watch. If you want." Shadari spoke up.

    Averaine frowned, turning to look at the Khajiit assassin. He'd been about to volunteer for first watch. That and last watch were often the most dangerous. First, because if the group was being tracked, the sentries on first watch, the most alert, would be priority targets. And last, because there was a good chance that the sentries were only half awake, and might let someone slip by. Then the knight shrugged, dismissing his worries. Shadaris' eyes were as good as his, if not better, and his hearing, even amplified by his vampirism, couldn't compete with hers. "I will take the last watch, then." He didn't need sleep, but it still felt nice to stretch out and close his eyes from time to time.
     

    Baneloth

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    Donath sighed as the group came for a rest. He rested his axe against the stones of the outcropping. Shadari offered to take first watch, and after a little hesitation, Averaine agreed, saying he'd take the last watch. Donath set to work getting a fire started. Once it was started, he stood, stretched, and approached Aliah. She'd been watching the others with a strange expression on her face. Rather than ask her what was on her mind, he nodded to the north. "Storm's comin'. It'll be here by dawn, probably." He drew a strip of dried meat from his belt pouch and gnawed on it absentmindedly. "I think it'd be best to make a break for Rorikstead in the morning. The place is abandoned, if Torin an' Elizabeth are telling the truth, but it'll make for a good laying up point."
     

    Blackwhite1223

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    Torin returned to the camp with a young doe over his shoulders. He'd found the animal grazing in a clearing, too engrossed in her meal to be cautious. The ranger had slain her with a swift arrow to the neck. He was pleased to see Julius had gotten a fire going, and set up a bench of a fallen tree. He skinned and spitted the deer, and had it roasting merrily over the flames of their fire. After a couple of hours, it was ready, and Torin and the others had cut off what they wanted. After the meal, Torin set about making venison strips, knowing how important it was to stock up on rations while they could.

    He finished and turned to the others, when a tremendous crack of thunder startled him, and had him staring out to the south. A bolt of lightning, larger than any he'd ever seen, was descending from the heavens, and smiting the top of an ancient tower. It was fairly obvious that the lightning bolt was no natural occurrence. "That does not bode well." He muttered, wondering, who, or what, was up there. Then he turned to the others. "Get some rest. I'll take the first watch." He volunteered, "we should move on at first light."
     

    Aethalia

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    Aliah watched in silence as the others agreed to who would be taking which watch. She wasn't terrifically concerned about her own watch. She didn't suffer from the same weariness as Donath and Shadari would. However, she also knew how important it was to be well rested, even for a vampiress. She heard Donath approach before she saw him. She glanced at him and offered a slight nod in greeting. In response, the stout warrior nodded to the north and announced that a storm was coming. Following his gaze, she had to agree. Dark clouds rolled ominously towards them. Unless a swift wind from the north sped them along, they would reach the four of them by dawn. He suggested heading towards Rorikstead, and laying up there. Aliah pondered that for a moment. The hamlet was still an hour or two away, and it made sense for the abandoned village to serve a rest-point. "Agreed. But for now, get some rest. We still have a long trip ahead."
     

    Stormmaiden

    Active Member
    Lythare sat on her own, staring at the claw marks on her bracers. She'd own the bracers since she'd met Aethos. Now, the marks only made her feel hollow inside. She could she still see him in her minds eye, soaring above the battle, at Riverwood. And then he was gone, plummeting into the hordes of corpsers and slayers. She closed her eyes, committing her noble friend to her memory. 'You will not be forgotten' she vowed silently.

    She was shaken from her memories by the crack of thunder and a flash of blinding blue-white lightning.The lightning seemed centered on an old tower, and it struck the elven ranger as odd that natural lightning would fall from a clear sky. She stood, walking to the edge of the encampment, scanning for any sign of movement among the towers broken top. However, the distance was too great for her to see anything. "That does not bode well." Torin said quietly, before urging the others to get some rest. She settled herself against a tree and set her bow across her lap, before drifting off to sleep.
     

    WindWalker

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    Something cold and wet struck Julius' cheek, and he squirmed and murmured on his bedroll. Then he was struck again by the cold wet drop, and he grumbled louder. Reluctantly, he opened his eyes, and wiped at his face. Another drop struck him on the back of the neck, and he cursed softly as it trickled down his back, bringing up goosebumps along its path. He sat up abruptly, and glanced over at his boots and armour. He'd wrapped them in a blanket to stop them from getting too wet. It looked like it had worked.

    He dressed in his armour, put his boot on and looked up at the pale grey sky. The clouds they had seen coming in from the north had obviously arrived. The coals of last nights fire were still smoldering, and Julius used some of the leftover dry wood to stoke the fire up once more. He warmed some food and began his breakfast, wondering about their course. Solitude was still a long distance away.
     

    willowwisp

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    The sound of water striking leaves woke Elizabeth, and she sat up, shivering as a cold breeze brushed against her face. She glanced up at the sky, noticing grey rain clouds as far as the eye could see. But at this point, she was no longer surprised by bad weather following them when they traveled. She rose and packed her few things away, and noticed Julius by the fire. The soldier had warmed up some food and was helping himself, so she joined him, pulling her hood up to offer herself some protection from the rain.

    Squatting on the log, which wasn't as wet as she'd feared it would be, she stared thoughtfully at the flickering flames. Once more, she was grateful for the warmth they provided, even if the rain would be dampening everything once they headed out. Her stomach reminded her she hadn't yet eaten, and she reached into her bag, retrieving an apple. Biting into it, she remembered the lightning bolt that had struck the top of the tower to the south. She knew from her studies with Salthar that only a very powerful spell caster would have been able to use magic like that. Seeing as they were going south, there was a good chance that they'd pass the tower. Unless of course, Torin and Lythare found it as disturbing as she did. Having a run in with a mage with that much power was not on her to do list.

    Wrapping her robes around her, she stood and stepped around the fire, before glancing down at Julius. "I wonder how the others are doing?" She said, half to him, half to herself. She hadn't liked the idea of splitting up, but now that it was done, she had no choice but to deal with it. "And if this blasted rain has caught up to them yet?"
     

    Blackwhite1223

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    Torin woke well before his companions. Rather than risk waking the others with his noise, he took some apples out of his bag, and headed out into the forest. The air smelt of imminent rain, and when he glanced at the sky, he saw only a glimmer of sunlight among the grey clouds. Once he'd eaten his fill, he removed his pipe from its pouch on his belt. Filling the cup with pipeweed, he lit it and took the time to smoke it while he pondered the events of last night. The lightning concerned him ,but he wasn't going to let one odd occurrence divert them. Of course, getting all of them killed wasn't exactly a great course of action either.

    Finished with his pipe, he began to head back to the camp. As he did so, it began to rain, and the ranger smiled to himself. It seemed that some sort of weather was necessary whenever the fellowship was about to go anywhere. By the time he'd made it back to the clearing their camp both Julius and Elizabeth had woken. "You're rested, I hope?" He asked, stirring the ashes with a long stick, encouraging the flames. "As soon as we're all ready to go, we'll head out. I'd like to stop and investigate that tower if it's safe as well."
     

    Aethalia

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    The dawn was grey, and wet, and Aliah was glad that it didn't bother her as much as it once had. 'This weather is enough to drive one mad'. She thought grimly, making sure her sword belt wasfastened securely, before heading over to where Averaine kept watch. If the knight was bothered by the rain at all, he didn't show it. Not for the first time, she reflected how lucky she was to have devoted friends like those she'd fought beside and traveled with. "I'm assuming everything was quiet?" She asked. Having taken the second watch, after Shadari, she'd seized the opportunity to rest for the remainder of the night. She glanced at the sky again, and mentioned "Donath said something about heading for Rorikstead. I think it may be a good idea."
     

    Drahkma

    Dashing Imperial Officer.
    "I'm assuming everything was quiet?" Averaine turned at Aliahs voice behind him. The watch had indeed been quiet. So quiet, in fact, that the knight had almost forgotten the world was at war. Shortly before dawn, rain had begun to fall, making clanking noises as it bounced off his armour. Aliah glanced up at the sky, then mentioned that Donath had suggested heading for Rorikstead. Averaine noddded "I agree. But we should not linger too long. We do not want the others to have to wait on us."
     

    Stormmaiden

    Active Member
    Lythare woke to a rainy morning, and to find that the others too were awake. Julius had reawakened the fire, though it was nowhere near as strong as it had been the night before. Elizabeth and Torin were speaking while Julius helped himself to breakfast. Torin mentioned that as soon as everyone was ready to depart,they would begin to move once more. "I'm well rested. Or, at least as well rested as can be expected in this weather." The elven ranger stated, helping herself to a small serving of breakfast. The rain was not desirable for travelling, but it was preferable to freezing snow. She wondered about the tower that had been struck by lightning the night before. Torin was obviously curious about the lightning that had struck with not a cloud in the sky. Lythare had to admit, she was a little confused herself. But she assume they'd find some sort of answers sooner or later.
     

    Baneloth

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    Donath whistled to himself as he re-wrapped his bedroll, and wiped the accumulated moisture off the blade of his axe. He was eager to be off again. After all, they had to meet up with the others before the Blight caught them out in the open. Aliah and Averaine were speaking, and the rain was falling steadily. He glanced over at Shadari, the last member of the group. "Looks like everyone's ready to go.Come on" He said, pulling his hood up to provide some protection from the rain. A few minutes later,the four of them were on the road again, headed towards Rorikstead, and from there, Solitude.
     

    Aethalia

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    The rain hadn't let up.Honestly, the moisture didn't bother her too much but the mucky roads slowed them down. Donath, eager to leave the camp behind and get on the road once more. Aliah kicked dirt over the weak remains of the fire, and followed Donath to the road. The group kept up a good pace, and soon she could see the buildings of Rorikstead up ahead. The four of them approached the village, Aliah glanced at the buildings. The villagers had left Rorikstead in a hurry, but it looked like they'd still had time to leave the place in an orderly fashion.

    The group walked forwards until they'd reached the central square of the village. Everything appeared to be in order, but she still felt like something was off. She reached out and grabbed Donaths shoulder. "Wait, Donath. Something isn't right here." She glanced around then froze when she noticed the claw marks on walls of one building. Not the marks of a cat or bear...which meant- a shriek howl reverberated throughout the village.

    Aliahs eyes snapped up to the roof of one building, and settled upon the creature perched upon the roof. The grey-green skin, and yellow eyed beasts known as Corpsers. Aliahs hands snapped to the hilts of her swords. "Ambush!" She called, watching as a dozen other creatures appeared, either on the roof or the ground. "They want to box us in."She warned.
     

    TheShadedOne

    The Angry One
    Shadari glared at the storm clouds above. They'd rolled in sometime during the night, and were now doing their best to saturate the group. As if to prove this point, a raindrop managed to get past the meager defense offered by her hood, and dripped into her ear. Growling, the Khajiit assassin shook her head viciously, dislodging the moisture. The four of them continued on their way, making for the village of Rorikstead. Because of Blight raiding parties, the people had been evacuated to Whiterun. So it made sense for the place to be completely abandoned, and a good place for them to wait out the rain.

    They'd barely gotten into the village when Aliah, leading the way, froze. "Ambush!" She called, and Shadari tensed as the shrieks and howls filled the air. 'Corpsers. Great.' "They want to box us in." The elven vampire said."They can try..." Shadari snarled, drawing one of her throwing knives. As one of the creatures dropped down to attack, she whipped the blade at the thing. Its snarl was cut off as the blade entered its throat. As the other Corpsers dropped to the ground, she drew her falchion.
     

    Drahkma

    Dashing Imperial Officer.
    Donath, impatient, lead the others from their camp. Averaine reached up and pulled the hood of his grey cloak up over his head. The water didn't bother him too much, but he didn't want to stand out to any refugees they stumbled across. 'Not that finding anything not part of the Blight out here is likely' he mused. The four of them made their way to the abandoned village of Rorikstead. Aliah called out for Donath to stop, mentioning that something was not right. Averaine came to a stop, listening intently. The Altmer vampiress was right; the silence, besides the rain, was complete.

    As if they realized their prey was aware of them, the distinctive shriek-howl of Corpsers rent the air. About a dozen of the creatures appeared from their hiding places. Averaine drew Goldbrand in one fluid motion as the Blight forces charged. He cut down the first of the charging corpsers, but was forced to step back as anothers' claws nearly removed his face. He retaliated with a quick thrust and the Corpser pitched forwards, dead. "Beware the teeth!" He shouted above the sounds of combat. He, along with the others, knew all too well how dangerous the bite of the Corpsers were.
     

    Baneloth

    Well-Known Member
    Donath stopped when Aliah called out to him and grabbed his shoulder. She mentioned that something wasn't quite right. The battle hardened warrior agreed with the elf womans' assessment. The village may have been abandoned, but it was still too quiet. No animals scrounged for food or shelter from the weather. The stout warrior wrapped his fingers around the haft of his axe. A moment later, the distinct noise of a Corpser revealed the reason why. 'Ambush' he thought, even as Aliah shouted the same thing out loud. Twelve of the critters approached, and Shadari and Averaine attacked, killing three of the Corpsers between them. One of the Blight soldiers approached, taking the shorter warrior as easier prey. That was the last mistake it would ever make. Donath freed his axe, and roared, swinging the weapon with surprising speed. The sharpened blade smashed into the Corpsers chest, and put it down, hard. Donath snorted, planting a heavy boot on its skull, and tearing his weapon free. "Keep 'em coming!" He bellowed. "Let 'em meet my axe!"
     

    Blackwhite1223

    Well-Known Member
    Torin listened to the others chatting among themselves, but for the most part, he planned their route. For the most part, the path to the tower was clear of any real hazardous terrain. Which was also why the ranger was a little nervous about what they'd find in the tower. It had an excellent field of vision in all directions. With the war on, it gave whoever held it quite an advanced warning. He pulled his hood up and put out the fire. "Then let us go," he said, "the walk itself should be easy, if wet." Torin glanced up at the rainclouds, which showed no breaks for as far as the eye could see. "Very wet." Then he began trudging towards the tower, leading his companions onwards once more.
     

    WindWalker

    Well-Known Member
    Torin stareted leading the others away from the camp, and Julius joined him, eager to get going once more. He heard Elizabeth wonder how the others were doing, and whether or not the foul weather had caught up to them yet. "I'm sure they're fine. Salthar can take care of himself, and the others are some of the toughest warriors I've ever seen." He hiked his shield up onto his shoulder, and kept walking. He kept up with the others, knowing that the sooner they got to the tower the sooner they could dry off. His boot splashed in a puddle of water and he scowled at the sky. Still rain fell from the sky. "Every time." He muttered, shaking his head.
     

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