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    Who will win this endless war?

    • Band of Heroes

      Votes: 6 75.0%
    • Thalmor

      Votes: 2 25.0%

    • Total voters
      8

    Cadaver

    Member
    The Thalmor have taken over Skyrim and have taken over most of the other provinces and are trying to take over the whole of Tamriel for their own. Many provinces are already taken over like Morrowind, Black Marsh, most of High Rock and even parts of Hammerfell. The imperial legion have sent soldiers all over Tamriel killing anyone who stands in their way, Tamriel is in a mess brother killing brother, father killing son.

    The Thalmor are reaching their goal soon they will have everything in their control. The nine divines band and anyone caught praying to them will be executed after being tortured and whipped. They have even gone as far as banning the worship of the Daedra, so if the Thalmor and the imperial legion don't destroy Tamriel then the Deadra will!

    Now buried in the deepest parts of the war a group of heroes have arised. They started off in prison no more than a normal criminal, but soon becoming the people who are respected by many and are feared by all. So this is where the story begins...

    Rules:
    1. No godding
    2. No ranting
    3. You can swear, but in consideration of others
    4. Don't post things that aren't relevant to the Rp exept from in the Out of Character thread.
    5. You can make an NPC if necessary
    6. Dules or player battles must be agreed upon everyone involved
    7. No killing forum members unless agreed upon everyone involved
    8. No profanity
    9. HAVE FUN!
     

    Cadaver

    Member
    It’s been 12 days since the Thalmor showed up their voices where muffled but Finwe got the overall gist of what they were saying it was pretty self-explanatory Finwe was to obey and serve them. Or Finwe life would come to an abrupt end. End being the operative word end of a dagger, anyway there is nothing Finwe can do Finwe wasn’t scared of death if anything the amount of death that Finwe had seen Finwe have learned to embrace the very thing, but it’s not only Finwe life that is on the line but that of Finwe’s wife, so Finwe was to be treated like a dog for Finwe’s wife’s sake not for his. Finwe woke up from his sleep very anxiously, this he have come to accept as Finwe’s daily routine but a Thalmor peering through Finwe’s window, no man whether you hail from Hammerfell or Cyrodil nothing can prepare you for the sight that met Finwe’s eyes. To this very day that images is still emblazoned in to Finwe’s mind, its cold icy blue eyes looking into Finwe’s very hart and sole, his ragged hare draped down either side of his repulsive head. Finwe went to the highest part of his house and prayed to the mighty Talos to watch over Finwe’s wife and him, and to bless his journey and forgive him of the sins that he will surely will be a part of!
    He arrived in Markarth Finwe’s can still feel the raw flood of disappointment he felt when he learned that Markarth of the only places that still remained out of Thalmor control had been claimed . Finwe couldn’t even contemplate the vile deeds that he would have to perform for these barbaric creatures. Finwe was handed a mace soaked in wine red blood the Thalmor who had given Finwe the mace soon delight consumed this things body, this ruthless creature still licking his lips overwhelmed by the pleasure that this thing was experiencing in disgust Finwe existed the caravan that even when he was 20 feet away could still smell the pungent odour of rotting flesh.
    A Thalmor then approached Finwe and told him he was to escort the prisoners Cidhna mine. The very place that Finwe had envisioned the very undoing of the Thamors to take place but yet again he did was he was told despite his overwhelming emotions towards the duty he was performing.
    Suddenly an ominous glow appeared and the shackles of depression loomed a band of what looked like freedom fighters drenched in blood where handed over and I tried to look tough but my best efforts were thwarted when a brute spat in my face all eyes where upon he, mace in hand Finwe struck the unarmed man he fell to his knees, he was dragged of his screams still haunt Finwe whether they are the screams of Talos are of the brute he will never know.
    As Finwe approached Cidnha mine a godlike feeling came over Finwe a feeling of wrongdoing and pity and disgrace Finwe knew what he had to do he released these prisoners and know Finwe too is a part of this noble crusade the liberation of Skyrim burred in Finwe’s hart the feel of freedom!
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Greklith awoke her fellow pisoners still asleep. Greklith stood up and looked at her grubby and dirt covered hands in distgust. She hadn't had a well earned baths in weeks and her body was drenched in coal dust and dirt, but the real problem was having to be stuck down there with barely any food and water, but the worst thing of all was the dead body which had been there for days now. The person was a forsworn and had died of starvation and Greklith couldn't bare the smell of the rotting flesh which had been left next to her bed.

    Greklith looked around at the others wandering why they were in prison, the best guess was they were a part of the barbarick forsworn group that had struck fear into the people of the Reach. Greklith began to twirl her black hair which cascaded down her back in knotted clumps. Greklith remembered how she got there after raiding a Thalmor control and killing a few of there men. Greklith had not been alone, but with 3 others who had been slaughted after the raiding.

    Greklith had then been arrested and tyaken here to this black, dull pit of hell with barely any food or water. Greklith looked towards the entrance to the mine and Thalmor soldiers were standing talking among eackother and Greklith knew that they were going to be taken away to be executed, but at least this nightmare would soon be over. " Everyone wake up it's execution time lets see which one of us lucky lot are going to get the beloved chop!" Greklith said with a certain sarcism in her deep voice. She walked up to the door leading out of the mine and smiled at the Thalmor soldiers on the otherside and snarled at them in a smug way not caring for the punishment.
     

    Em_Pu

    You wouldn't believe if i told yea
    Torric woke to Greklith's voice, he then stood up to see the guards. "Haha maybe they can finally keep me on the block today!" Laughed Torric remember how many times the guards have failed at keeping him still on the chopping block. "Hey Greklith how many days have we been down here?" asked Torric as he looks at his fellow inmates "looks like we got new inmates from last night. Must have been a raid on Pinewatch Tower." He thought as he looked at the new inmates terrified of their dirt cells.

    Torric is no stranger to the Thalmor, he has fought against them many times before finally being captured, in a raid at Bravil in Cyrodiil. He took out about eight men that day, until surrendering himself. They are have been a carrier early before the raid, telling him to leave and avoid capture, however he stayed and fought to making sure the people could get away safely.
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Greklith looked at one of the inmates that had asked her a question "Hey Greklith how many days have you been down here?" Greklith thought for a second before answering she had found him amusing. " Well fellow inmate I've definatly been down here longer than you if that answeres your question and how exactly did you get away from the chopping block so many times?" Greklith asked with a touch of authority in her voice as she waited for an answer.
     

    Em_Pu

    You wouldn't believe if i told yea
    "Yea, haha well I either throw them off, or they just don't want to go near me. By the way if your wondering how I know your name I heard the guards over talking when I got here. So how did you get here anyways?" explained Torric as he sat back down on his cot, He then realized that he could be more useful out there then in a cell.

    "How many of us are still fighting the Thalmor anyways? A life of only fighting is not a life lived." Thought Torric
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Greklith giggled at how he escaped from the chopping block so many times. Greklith looked at the inmate and answered his question once more. " Well you know my name and it's quite rude that I don't know yours so what is it!" Greklith said in her usual gruff voice. " and how I got here is an interesting story... It started when me and 3 others did a little bit of skooma drinking and had got quite drunk and well we were bored so we decided to make some trouble for a passing Thalmor caravan... Hehe!" Greklith said in chuckling matter, but the next part her voice changed back to the gruff low voice " A young khajiit girl ran at a Thalmor soldier with a knife and stabbed the soldier a few times and she then began to laugh and sing from the effects of the skooma. After she headed to the massive caravan part which was covered up and we had thought it was carrying resources and we were soon proved wrong. The khajiit girl went into the caravan while the rest of us waited and we then heard a scream and the body of the girl fell backwards onto the solid ground and her throat had been pierced with an arrow and we instantly knew it was an army caravan." Greklith then tried to remember what else had happened and began to tell her tale once more. " Then an old argonian man had run at a few Thalmor soldiers who had climbed out the back and the argonian was armed with an axe, but the skooma had made him loss balance and all his best efforts failed and he had been stabbed in the chest. Me and my best friend the same age as me both of us redguards and she had..." Greklith stopped and tried to pull herself together trying not to show weakness. " The redguard ran infront of me as an arrow had been shot aiming for me and the arrow then embeded itself in her chest. After that i fell to my kneese and surrended, I was then taken here under Thalmor control!" Greklith could sence the anger in her own voice and she picked up a picaxe and threw it at a near wall and turned to look at her fellow inmate " So what's your name then?"
     

    Em_Pu

    You wouldn't believe if i told yea
    "My Name is Sir Torric StrongIron I owned the Whitetail farm near Falkreath, and my family was once the personal guard for the High King." explained Torric "I however am sad to hear of Your friends miss, if it helps I killed eight mer to get here. I was at Bravil you see when the big raid hit us, a small group of men and I stayed to fight as others went to safety. And that miss is why I am here, I stood in the way of the Thalmor and innocent people." Torric stopped for a second looked at Greklith from across his cell, "oh and I how could I forget the chief's son was there that day, I made sure my spear pierced his heart before we fell." Torric said with anger and passion. Torric then went to the cell bars, "By the way miss your friends death is not on you, things happen that we are not in control of, trust me for I am right." He spoke Honestly. "This world has been driven by Hate for too long."
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    " Well sir Torric I applaud you for your bravery and I also contratulate you on killing such a high member of their ranks, but I do not need you symphathy and I wouldn't think too much of yourself if I were you as it would look bad if you got killed!" Greklith said not trying to be rude as she liked Torric and his courage. " What is going on what are the bloody Thalmor doing now!" Greklith said directing it at the Thalmor guard, but also talking to her fellow inmates.
     

    Em_Pu

    You wouldn't believe if i told yea
    "Thank you but please call me Torric, well they didn't seem to think it was a good thing haha!" laughed Torric "I am sorry for that miss, and it would have looked bad if I died yes. Haha well then its a good thing I didn't right?" joked Torric. He stopped looked at the guards, "If I didn't know better, I say we were about to come face to face with the chief of this prison and well that's his personal guard heading this way." Torric said with little expression, "Greklith if trust me stay quiet and pretend to be asleep no matter what you hear, Understood?" Order Torric as his face tighten with anger and stress.
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    " So your making the orders now eh?" said Greklith in surprise and she definatly had added a bit of cockyness to her voice. " So why do you want us quiet and pretend to be asleep this isn't a game you know and you have to understand that!" Greklith said in a stern voice, but Greklith did what he asked reluctantly and becanded the others to pretend to be asleep.
     

    Em_Pu

    You wouldn't believe if i told yea
    "haha no, just helpful tip." laughed Torric, "Hey you two shut up back there!" order a guard, "Or we will split your heads open!" barked a guard as two guards moved closer to their cells, "Wait do you still have that pickaxe?" asked Torric in a quiet voice.
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Greklith stared at Torric wandering why he wanted a picaxe. Greklith walked over to the wall she had lobbed the picaxe at and picked it up and threw it at Torric expecting him to catch. After she had she sat down on her cot and said in a smug voice " Whats the picaxe for hope your not thinking of using it are you?"
     

    Em_Pu

    You wouldn't believe if i told yea
    Torric catches the pickaxe, and places it under his pillow. "Give or take, have you ever thought about getting out of here? I for one, will do better on the outside." Torric said as he then lays down on his cot looking towards the ceiling. A couple voice are heard from down the hall "Do you have the bastard?" said a odd looking soldier, "Yes sir. We have him down the hall near the wench." the guard said pointing, "Good we will wait for the Chief to come, he wants to have a word with the man who killed his son."
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Greklith looked towards the guards and wandered who would be escorting to their death. Greklith looked at Torric and how he had asked if she had ever thought of leaving and well to be honest she hadn't. Greklith looked toward the guards and shouted " Hey we need some food here" as Greklith smiled smuggly towards them. " Hey Greklith shut up or we may do some damage to your friend!" the guards shouted back.

    Greklith didn't know what the guards were talking about. Did they mean the people in the mine as none of them were really her friends exept Torric who was really someone to talk to. " What do you mean? None of these lot are my friends so who are you talking about?" Greklith snarled. At that moment a woman was dragged in her body covered in blood and scars and Greklith even with all the blood knew instantly who it was. Her best friend who she thought was dead!
     

    Em_Pu

    You wouldn't believe if i told yea
    Torric, sat and listened to what has just unfolded, "Greklith, I am leaving this place soon. You are welcome to come with me, I have a small group of men to the northeast.... Who is the new prisoner that makes you look like you have seen a ghost?" Torric asked waiting for a reply, so he can put his action into plan.

    "Sir what do you want with this wench?" ask a soldier to the guard, "Put her in the cell with the other one. How long is it going to take for the chief to get here?" order guard as they walk towards the cells, "Hmm about a hour tops, he is with the some higher ups." explained soldier.
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Greklith looked at Torric and shook her head. " Torric you will never get out of here alone, but I have got a plan so just wait till the guards have left got it? And it's none of your business who she is!" Greklith shouted. The woman was dragged in and the cell door opened. " Let go of her!" Greklith said in a challenging way to the guards. " Or what?" The guards retorted back. Greklith was unsure of what to say back to the guards and just said " If you don't let her go you will regret the day you ever killed anyone in Skyrim or Tamriel!" Greklith exclaimed and began to glare at the guards once more.
     

    Em_Pu

    You wouldn't believe if i told yea
    "It wouldn't be me leaving miss, it would be you and whoever you could bring. And if you have a plan, let me hear it when the guards leave." Torric said a little bit frustrated with Gerklith, He sits up and looks at her. "My life is nothing but war and anger, let me die for something..." He muttered to himself his eyes still fixed on her. "Hey idiots let her be, if you want someone to pick on. I am here." yells Torric waiting for the guards.

    "Shut up Torric!" Yelled a guard, the guards frustrated by Torric they let the woman drop in her cell and lock the cell. "hey Torric, do you want a beating or something?" taunted the guards. They were new to this jail house and didn't realize that no one tries to beat up Torric without numbers on their side. They get to Torric cell and open it up. The one guard charges at Torric with a blunt iron stick, Torric counters and smashes the stick across the guard's face, the other guard calls for men as he stays outside of the cell which he then locks. Five more guards appear weapons draw, by this time the guard stupid enough to fight Torric has been battered and his ego diffidently bruised. "Torric to the back of your cell now!" Yelled a guard as they unlocked and open the door. They moved in weapons still drawn. "Understood, he chose to fight me." said Torric calmly. The guards pick up their battered guard and closed the cell and went done the hall, "Bring him to the healer boys, and tell the chief to hold on the visit, Torric is in a uncooperative mood." shouts another guard who looks high ranking. They leave Torric and the other prisoners, and to tend to their beaten guard.

    "You have time to talk to your friend and think." Said Torric catching his breath and laying back down on his bed.
     

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