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    willowwisp

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    Elizabeth pulled her robes closer to her form, and stared forlornly at the remnants of the fire.She wished she could have stayed a little longer, but the rain was falling and it would only get colder. Julius assured her that the others were probably fine. She had to admit her travelling companions were very formidable. She wasn't exactly helpless herself, with what she'd learned under Salthar. Unfortunately, she knew of no spells that could stop the rain. She followed Julius and Torin, but her gaze kept getting dragged back to the tower. The place gave her a bad feeling, even if they hadn't seen any enemies nearby. Turning her attention back to Julius, she nodded. "You're right, of course. I just hope we get to Solitude soon."
     
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    Aethalia

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    The others responded quickly to her warning. They were no amateurs, out on their first adventure. They were all seasoned warriors, and they quickly proved it. Within moments of the ambush, a quarter of their attackers lay dead. Aliah joined the battle, drawing her swords, and approaching a pair of Corpsers. The creatures rushed towards her, howling. Aliah lashed out once, her sword catching one of the creatures in the throat. She pivoted on one heel, allowing the surviving beast to rush right past her. She slashed open its back with both her blades, and the Corpser fell to its knees, and from there, face first into the muck.
     

    TheShadedOne

    The Angry One
    Shadari slashed her falchion across the chest of another foul creature, sending it staggering backwards. Before the creature could strike back, she launched another attack, this time cutting through its' throat. The Corpser collapsed, and Shadari looked around, noticing that the others were easily cutting through their own opponents. Shadari hung back as the others took care of the last few Corpsers, retrieving her throwing knife from ones torso.
     

    Blackwhite1223

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    As the day wore on the four of them, Torin, Lythare, Julius and Elizabeth, made their way towards the seemingly abandoned tower-fort. Despite the rain, Torin hadn't seen any more of the strange lightning that had struck the tower the night before. The tower was even larger than Torin had imagined it up close. Perhaps not quite as tall, but most certainly wider. And old. It was at least a century older than the time of the civil war. Despite that, the structure still stood despite many of it's arrow slots and crenelations crushed and crumbled.

    Glancing up at the sky, then at the shelter offered by the tower, he made a decision. Torin turned to the others. "We'll rest here for tonight." He lead the way into the tower, moving slowly, letting his eyes adjust to the dim light inside. By the amount of cobwebs, mossy growth, and bird droppings, he guessed the tower had been abandoned for quite some time. They continued up the tower until they'd almost reached the top. A large hole had been punched in the wall, most likely by some ancient siege machine. A few statues, depicting Nordic lords, no doubt, remained untouched, though vines climbed the walls, and a small tree had sprung up nearby. 'A good a place to camp as any.' The ranger decided. "Stay here, set up camp." He instructed, heading for the roof. "I'm going to take a look around."
     
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    Aethalia

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    The rest of the corpsers fell quickly. Aliah had the feeling they'd been seeking easier prey, not a group of battle hardened veterans. She cleaned her blades and looked around her. The others were unharmed, and were gathering themselves after the battle. "These must have been scouts ahead of a main force. I wonder what they were doing here. The last news we heard of the Blight army was near Riften." The only cities of any value nearby were..."they're heading for Whiterun." She turned towards the city. Of course, she couldn't actually see the city, but she would have seen the smoke of a burning city, even through the rain.
     

    TheShadedOne

    The Angry One
    The last of the Blight forces went down, and Shadari went about retrieving her throwing knives. Once she'd replaced them on her belt, she rejoined the others. "These must have been scouts ahead of a main force. I wonder what they were doing here. The last news we heard of the Blight army was near Riften." Aliah mentioned. Shadari didn't need to be reminded. She'd been creeping through the ruins of Riften for days before she'd come across the vampiress. The fact that scouts were coming from the direction of the Reach meant a new army was marching towards Whiterun. Aliah stated as much soon after Shadari realized this.

    Bumbling around in the rain, and with evening approaching was a good way to run into the army, or at least more scouts. "I'll go take a look." She volunteered. She made her way through the village, before the others could come up with an excuse to accompany her. She was the best suited to move ahead and check things out.

    She moved through the darkness, stealthily, blending in with the fading,grey daylight almost perfectly. She'd covered perhaps two kilometers when the sound of an army on the move reached her. Shouted commands, the stomping of armoured boots on the wet ground. Falling to her stomach, she crawled forward until she saw the light of torches, and the columns of bodies making their way towards the city of Whiterun. A lot of bodies. She slithered backwards, then rose to a crouch, and made her way quickly towards the others. Once she reached them, she said "we need to leave. Now. I saw the army. It's huge, and moving towards Whiterun. I don't know how many more there are, but we don't want to be caught by their rearguard."
     

    Drahkma

    Dashing Imperial Officer.
    Aliah mentioned that it was likely the Blight had sent the Corpsers ahead as scouts. Shadari disappeared into the grayness, and the three remaining companions waited. Moments later, the Khajiit assassin reappeared. "We need to leave. Now. I saw the army. It's huge, and moving towards Whiterun. I don't know how many more there are, but we don't want to be caught by their rearguard."
    Averaine frowned. "I realize our mission is important, but can't we spare the time to warn Whiterun? The people there need to know what's coming towards them."
     

    Stormmaiden

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    Lythare settled down with Elizabeth and Julius in the section of the tower that was obviously unoccupied, and had been for quite some time. She looked out the gaping hole in the tower at the sheets of rain outside. She wondered idly what had made the hole, and decided she was glad whatever it had been was no longer out side. She looked to her two younger humans. They were wet, and, like her, footsore, but not demoralized. That was good. It was still a long way to Solitude, and they'd need their courage to march across the land, controlled by the Blight. She removed some venison from her belt pouch and handed it out to them. "Here. You should keep up your strength."
     

    Baneloth

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    The last of the corpsers fell, and Donath embedded the head of his axe in the mud, to clean off their dark blood. Aliah mentioned that it was likely the corpsers were scouting for a main force somewhere nearby. Donath grunted his agreement. Nobody really seemed to know what kind of tactics the Blight used, but her guess sounded right. Shadari disappeared to take a look, and came back a few minutes later, looking more than nervous.

    She insisted they leave, explaining that the army was headed for whiterun. Donath swore, and wrenched his axe out of the muck. "I realize our mission is important, but can't we spare the time to warn Whiterun? The people there need to know what's coming towards them." Donath shook his head. "We can't, lad. Even if we got there in time, we'd be trapped. Whiterun will have to take care of itself." He glanced up at the darkening sky, then nodded towards the road. "C'mon. We've a ways to go still."
     

    WindWalker

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    The four of them made good time to the tower, even if dusk was falling when they got inside. Whatever the time, Julius was happy to be out of the rain. Torin took them up a few levels, and then left them in a room. It had been abandoned for a long time, by the looks of it. He spread his bedroll on the stone floor, and sat. Lythare sat across from them, and handed them each a piece of jerky. "Thanks." He took a bite. Then frowned, remembering Lythares Aethos had been killed. Now was a good time to bring it up. Earlier , near Riverwood hadn't been great. "Listen- I'm sorry. About Aethos, I mean. I know how much he meant to you."
     

    Drahkma

    Dashing Imperial Officer.
    Averaine sighed. Though he was strongly against leaving the people of Whiterun to fend for themselves, what Donath said made sense. He'd expected his knightly code to forbid him from walking away, but he recognized that dying among Whiteruns defenders would gain nothing. Especially if the army was as big as Shadari said it was.

    "Very well." He looked into the darkness, and still falling rain. "You're right. We can't forsake our progress here to rush to the aid of a doomed city. Forgive my moment of foolishness." He said, turning away from Whiterun, and back to the general direction of Solitude.

    "Come. It's some distance to Dragon bridge, and I somehow doubt the weather will cooperate with us." He lead the others onwards, straying from the road. Away from the direction Shadari had gone. Eventually, Rorikstead and the army vanished behind the group.
     

    willowwisp

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    Elizabeth helped Julius and Lythare set up camp in the room Torin had selected. She was glad that the wind hadn't blown the rain into the tower itself. If the weather changed, they'd have little protection from the wind and water. 'At least it's not snowing.' She thought to herself.

    Lythare sat across from them, and removed a couple strips of jerky."Here. You should keep up your strength." Elizabeth accepted one of the pieces, enjoying the food while she could. Julius spoke up then, mentioning the loss of Aethos, the wood elf rangers loyal companions. "I'm sorry too, Lythare. I know how close you and Aethos were. If there's anything I can do for you, please, let me know."
     

    Blackwhite1223

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    Torin made his way to the top of the tower, examining the stone work as he went. It was ancient, that much was certain.Surprisingly, the stairs leading up to the tower top were still very much intact. The rain had slowed enough that Torin removed his hood. Though when he finally did reach the top of the tower, he was gripped with a sense of unease. The center of the tower top, showed clear signs of magical combat. A large scorch mark marred its center . "This must have been where the lightning struck." The only question was; who had cast it?. The ranger paced around the tower, searching for some hint, mindful of the fog that was rolling in. He knew the terrain well, but in the current weather, it would be foolish to travel through the night.

    His keen eyes picked out some indentation in the stone. Then he realized that it wasn't indentations at all...it was initials, carved into the stone. An S, and a V. Judging by the relatively little dust in the marks, it could only belong to one person. "Salthar..." that made sense. The signs of a magical duel he'd seen, all lead to Salthar being ambushed by several mages. Where he'd gone, after killing is attackers though, was a mystery. The rain had washed away all hints that a tracker could find. He stood, finishing his examination of the ground.

    A feeling of unease crept over him, gradually, as he examined the rest of the tower. He'd decided to head back down to the others when he heard it. The scrape of a blade leaving its' sheathe. Torin didn't bother asking who was there. None of his companions would draw their weapons, not without announcing themselves, anyways. Torin turned, drawing his own sword as he did so. What faced him was a chilling sight. No less than five robed figures faced him, longswords in hand. Though it was dark, the ranger could just make out the black skeletal faces staring at him. For a moment, the ranger and the five robed figures watched each other.

    They made the first move. With no movement to indicate any command had been given, two of the wraith-like creatures strode towards him. They struck with surprising speed, and it was all Torin could do to keep his blade between himself and their own. He parried, and parried again, not having the time to get a strike in. Strangely, the remaining three robed figures simply stood and watched, making no attempt to join in. Torin dropped to his knees as the creature on his right delivered a powerful two handed blow that would have taken his head clean off. He heard a crunch of stone, and a thud, as something heavy landed behind him. The statue of an ancient Nord hero had taken the decapitating blow for him. Torin thrusted with his own blade, piercing the things robes with ease. It would have been a mortal blow for any mortal. The robed creature he fought merely stepped back, while its companion stabbed where Torin had been a moment before.

    The ranger rolled away, trying desperately to get room to combat these unnatural foes. When he regained his feet, he noticed that the three observers were heading for the stairs. Towards Lythare, and the others. He backed away, trying to think of some weakness that could give him an advantage. None sprang to mind-yet.
     

    Aethalia

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    Sunlight came with the dawn. The four of them, Aliah, Shadari, Donath and Averaine, had marched through the night, resting only in short bursts. She, like the others, worried about coming across more Blight scouts. Just because the army was headed towards Whiterun, there was no guarantee scouts weren't roaming the land. Seeing a grassy hill, she took the opportunity to climb it and take a look at the surrounding landscape. She saw nothing threatening. In fact, the countryside was peaceful, for now, anyways. She could see faint spirals of smoke, coming from small villages and houses. She turned to the others and descended back down the hill. " The area looks clear. If nothing else happens, we should be at Solitude in a another two days."
     

    Stormmaiden

    Active Member
    Lythare was comforted by the words of her two travelling companions. Even if they couldn't bring Aethos back, it was good to know they cared. "Thank you. Your words-" noise caught her attention. Motioning for the others to be quiet, she listened. Footsteps. Heavy footsteps, much too heavy to be Torin. "Be ready. Someone's coming." She lead by example, drawing an arrow from the quiver on her back, and setting it to the string. Moments later, a heavily armoured foot came into view, followed by its owner, a robed creature, a naked sword in its hand. It was hard to tell for sure, but it looked like under the hood was only a black skull. Without hesitation, she loosed the arrow. It struck the robed thing in the chest, sinking until half its length was out of view.

    The creature didn't even hesitate before tearing the shaft out of its torso. Lythare put two more arrows into it before it stepped forwards, swinging the longsword in its hand in a loop. She leapt backwards, hopping aside to avoid the fire, and mindful of the gaping hole in the wall. She cursed under her breath as two others arrived, drawing swords of their own. She tossed her bow out of the way and drew the long knife she kept at her side. There was no doubt in her mind, the creatures were part of the Blight. And she was also fully aware that she stood no chance against all three of them. Not if Elizabeth, Julius and her couldn't find a way to defeat them.
     

    willowwisp

    Well-Known Member
    Elizabeth scrambled backwards as the cloaked...things appeared from the darkness. A half dozen spells flashed through her mind in an instant. If she had to guess, she'd say that they were some form of undead. It didn't look like Lythares' arrows were bothering it very much. Perhaps something she'd learnt in her studies with the priests of Arkay would have an effect. "Shield your eyes!" She shouted, lifting a hand and calling up the magic. A flash of golden light brought the inside of the tower to almost daylight levels of brightness. She squinted against the light, but the effect of the spell was even more dramatic. It let out a shrieking howl, and fell back, smoke raising from its robes, and the horrible skull-face. The spell wore off, and the monster turned towards her, drawing its sword back and hissing with malice. She very much doubted she'd have a chance to cast another spell.
     

    TheShadedOne

    The Angry One
    Shadari was thoroughly cranky by the time dawn came. The rain had fallen all night, and her tail, along with any other uncovered parts of her body getting completely soaked. But the downpour was finally coming to an end, and sunlight poked through the clouds. Not that the weather would matter, if any big force of the Blight showed up. The army she'd seen marching towards Whiterun had shaken her, as much as she didn't want to admit it.

    She almost felt sorry for the people trapped inside the city itself. She'd been in Riften when the Blight had finally shown up. She knew first hand what to expect from the creatures. She shook her head, spraying water from her head, and clearing her mind at the same time. Being the stealthiest of the group, besides maybe Aliah, she was in the lead, scouting ahead.

    A hill ahead offered a good vantage point to get a lay of the land. She jogged up the earthy mound, and put her nose to the air, taking in the dawn scents. Even though there was a war on, Skyrims air still smelled as fresh and pure as always. It filled her with a fresh determination. Not that she planned on telling her companions that. "What do you see?" Averaine shouted from the bottom of the hill.

    She scanned their surroundings. The plains of Whiterun hold were changing into the foothills and streams of Haafingar. In the far distance, she thought she could make out the distinctive outline of Dragonbridges signature stone crossing. "Nothing to worry us. Not yet anyways. And I don't think we're too far from Solitude. Another day, maybe?" She guessed.
     

    Aethalia

    Well-Known Member
    The rain had stopped, and the clouds were thinning out, letting the sun lance through in some places. The vampiress wasn't too bothered by it, though the lack of rain would make it easier to be seen from a distance.

    Shadari was scouting ahead, and Averaine called out to her, asking what she could see. The Khajiit gave the all clear, and guessed that the group wasn't too far from Solitude, perhaps another day of travel. She glanced at the fourth member of their part. Donath was bringing up the rear, just behind Averaine, and keeping an eye out for any of the Blight. So far, everyone had managed to stay alive. Hopefully, the trend would continue after Solitude.

    "Donath. How do you think we're doing? I mean, do you think we'll reach Solitude ahead of the others?"
     

    Baneloth

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    "Donath. How do you think we're doing? I mean, do you think we'll reach Solitude ahead of the others?" The sturdy warrior was bringing up the rear of the group, keeping a sharp eye out for any of the Blight. He saw none, and he didn't suspect he would see any more. Not out here, at least. Shadari was up ahead, scouting the terrain, and reported that there was nothing to worry about. Aliah, leading after the khajiit, had asked him the question. He shrugged. "Not too badly, lass. Another day of travel, so Shadari says. I just hope the others can make it to Solitude in good time." He shifted his axe, and continued trudging on. "Come on, lass. Let's keep going."
     

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