Private Harbingers Path * Story thread

Glass took one of the smaller rooms, and started thinking about what happened.

The Dark Knight entered his room after he took a tour of the building. It was very impressive, he had to admit, but he not impressed by his new comrades. So far two of them have gotten drunk and ran off, and that did not help his doubts about the team. The only member he could respect was Bruynzeel, but he still had no idea what he was getting this team together for. "Whatever it is, it must be importent somehow." He grabbed a file out from under his pillow and began to read it. "Hmm. It has less information on me then I had first expected." After he had finished reading the profile, he grabbed a torch and set the file on fire before tossing it to the ground. He watched it turn into ash as he placed the torch back onto its holder on the wall. "Even if the information in the file was small, I do not want anyone else looking at my history." After the flames died down, he picked up the remaining ash and tossed it out the window before leaving his room.

Sita had gone straight to the inn to collect her file and other possessions before making her way to the KON house and picking a room. As she lay on the bed, her head still hurting she made a big decision. No more alcohol for me, ever. Once this group has for filled it's purpose I am going to train. When I am the best bow-woman in the whole of Tamriel I shall make my way back to Cyrodil and free my parents. This group is a new start for me, no messing about.

She sat up on the end of her bed and looked around the luxurious room. It had a lovely carpeted floor and curtains, as well as traditional torches on the walls. Then, in the corner of the room a lovely desk sat with parchment and pens. I need to write to Doonkur, maybe he can help clear my mind. Sitting at the desk she picked up a pen and began to write.

Dear Doonkur

I haven't written to you in quite some time. Since the defeat of Potema our lives seemed to take different paths. I would just like to let you know that I still think of you.

My life has certainly changed, possibly for the better. At the current time I have been recruited for a group I don't know that much about yet. We are supposedly going to be met by a Knight Of the Nine who will help us on whatever mission we are on. This letter is actually being written in a KON house.

Now I need to move onto more serious matter. I have done something extremely bad that I cannot possibly keep from you. This act has caused me to give up drinking for good and get my life back on track. Last night I got excessively drunk with a Knight in my group, we both ended up travelling to an abandoned barn and having sex. I am more sorry than I can express through a letter. I hope you do not judge me too harshly.

Your friend

Sita

She took the letter and put in into one of the provided envelopes. She didn't know what to put at the end of the letter. 'Friend' 'lover' none seemed to fit what they were to each other, but she had to choose. Since their relationship has not been declared official she dared not put 'lover' at the end of the letter.

Glass knocked on Sita's door. When he opened it, he saw she was writing a letter. "Sita... I came to.. i came to tell you i am so sorry." the Knight stumbled over his words.

Circe stood up sharply and turned around.

'Well you know what, s-so am I. Last night was a drunken mistake. I-I'm...' The next words were hard to say. '... I'm already taken. For that reason I am not going to drink alcohol any more. I just can't risk making the same mistake again.'

"A good idea... I thought i'd be going to drink ny sorrows away, but perhaps you are right..." Glass hesitated. "This... other man. Has he treated you well?"

'Better than I deserved.' Sita looked to the floor, she spoke the truth but felt bad mentioning him in such a situation. 'I first met him at an inn, I was in such a state. I threatened to cut his tail off. But he saw past that. The next morning he forgave me and that time I was the one apologizing at his door. I really do love him, you must understand that last night was the mead's action and not my own.'

"I understand. Mead can be a dangerous item." In truth, Glass didn't fully understand. Sure, the mead had helped, but he had thought there was a spark of real love as well.

'It sure can. I am planning to apologize to the other two this morning, they saw us disappear in such a drunken state and must have realised something went on. I want to make a clean slate and start again, even with Leo. I would appreciate it if you accompany me later to do so.'

Glass sighed. "Yes, i guess it has to be done." with a tad of a sad look, he said; "Is there anything else you need?"

'If you want, you could send this letter off for me. There is a man near the gates who says he will deliver letters to any major hold. Just tell him to take it to Solitude and deliver it to Doonkur.'

"I'll tell him." With that said, he took the letter and went off.

Leo stood at the door of the building "heading somewhere knight?" he said as he saw glass.

"A letter" he grumbled. He wasn't in the mood for conversation.

Sita sat in her room, still facing the door and thinking about her and Glass's conversation. She felt so bad brushing off what had happened like that but she knew she was truly in love with Doonkur. After getting up and going to her bed a sudden thirst came over her. She go up once more and made her way to the kitchen. This building was indeed huge, it took her a while to get her bearings.

When she reached the kitchen she found a shelf with various mugs on it. She picked the largest one up and then filled it with water from a bucket that rested on one of the counters. She downed the load and then filled her cup up again. Once she had drunk four mugs of water she was finally satisfied and went back to her room.

Before she lay down however, she needed to get rid of something. Opening her bag she picked out four bottles of mead. I need to get rid of any temptations. She quickly left the building and dumped the bottles in one of the waterfalls in the city. I shouldn't be seeing them again. With that she went back to her room to lay down.

Glass returned. The man with the cart was a cheapskate, and had made Glass's pockets 10 septims lighter. That wasn't why he was in a bad mood, however. He went back to his room and crashed on the bed, overthinking everything again.

While the others file in and out during the morning, Bruynzeel sits and enjoys his breakfast, running over in his mind the letter he had recieved and the implications of the greater mission. They are to train up and then start hunting down objects of power, daedric, and mundane magic that have corrupting powers. Then to just store them for safekeeping. The implication there is that the Knights and Blades want these things out of the hands they are in and want to stockpile them for well the Nines only know what. Plus there appears to be developing tension between the members and a drunken tryst between Glass, and Sita they both came in smelling of drink and each other.

Cyclonez walked into the city square noting how many guards there were on duty. Cyclonez pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down what he saw. 10 guards in the front general area.Two archers on each wall,4 street vendors in the marketplace, way too many civilians around the Blacksmith, must be a cheap blacksmith. Cyclonez then wrote on another piece of paper Preperation.... All of the warriors, 4 archers,4 ladders, we will attack at night right when the guards switch post. Cyclonez motioned for one of his forsworn to go ask a guard for a post schedule. " If he gives you trouble give him this". He handed the forager a piece of paper that had a empire wax seal on it, the paper had cursive that was hard to read. " Point to a random part of the paper and say, It says to give me your guard schedule because the empire wants to update the schedule and add more guards to some post" The Forager nodded and went to the guards tower. Cyclonez went around the city to gather up his forsworn. They met back at the guards tower where the forager had just exited the tower smiling ear to ear. Cyclonez took the schedule and exited the city accompanied by his comrades. Cyclonez then went to his cave. Before he entered he knocked and tossed a forsworn axe on the inside floor. As he entered he saw the 2 archers relaxing glad no one was trying to kill them. He left his men to themselves and went to the back, He entered to see the 2nd ambush party unloading their loot. He took inventory "40 skooma bottles,40 bottles of mead,10 pounds of moon sugar, and over 30,000 gold. Good job men, who did you ambush?" " A bunch of Khajiit smugglers, they surrendered ,but we decided to kill them anyways" Smiled the female party leader.Her group all laughed, Cyclonez soon joined them in laughter.
Cyclonez then took 2 bottles of mead and sat at a table. He pulled out some bread that was in a bin on the table. He ate in silence thinking over his attack plan. I will send a horseman in the morning to tell our sister clan of our plan, then Myself and some men will fo collect ladders from the market. Cyclonez finished his meal and a bottle of mead, he carried his other bottle to his room, He locked his door and jump on his hay bead,He then fell into a deep slumber .

Leo entered the kitchen and sat beside Bruynzeel "So what kind of training will we be partaking in?" he asked.

"You care for a sneak peek?" Stands up and heads to the padded training room. "Come on, don't be shy."
crosses to a corner and waits while Leo follows him in. "First a little bit of formality. Cross to the opposite corner and stand fully erect, arms at your side, then when I bow to you, you bow to me. When we both return to fully upright take a offensive stance and do what ever you want to try to knock me to the mat before I do the same to you. First to three falls Wins, and will give the same lesson to the others." Stretches from head to toe, swinging his arms and bouncing a few times on his tip toes. then relaxes to a fully upright and attentive stance. "Agreed?"