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    Will the murder mystery be solved?

    • Yes

      Votes: 7 35.0%
    • No

      Votes: 6 30.0%
    • Maybe

      Votes: 7 35.0%

    • Total voters
      20

    caravan guard

    lone Khajiit
    Xander growled deep to himself. He was truly in deep doo doo. Perhaps he should've went through a backdoor or something. His empty eyes seem to rest on the orc. He spoke slowly. "Sometimes there are things you shouldn't mess with..And I am one of those things..I sorry for barging in but I must do something to satiate my hunger...Something that is most frowned upon in this village.."

    He took a wiff.. And heard the question. "There is nothing I need..I don't really want you..It's your power..Legends speak of the possibility of gaining one's power through consumption.." Xander smiled revealing his razor sharp teeth.
     

    Bloodhawk71

    another redneck nerd
    Ogar frowned at that statement. " You're right about one thing some things you don't mess with. Except you're mistaken if you think you have me outmatched. You're blind so you cannot see who you are up against. I'm no normal orc. You move a inch toward her and you'll be dead before you drop. " He knew he was bluffing, that he would have trouble. Maybe even need help. He then came up with a idea. He let out a roar as loud as he could, hoping Thrain would get the urgency of his roar.
     

    Em_Pu

    You wouldn't believe if i told yea
    "Understood, I will keep my distance and your trusting her! A Inquisitor?" Asked Thrain slightly confused on why this is happening, his body tense. Thrain putting his bottle down on the table, "Miss I will get kill these so called hunters if they come for me. Well I plan to haha." Chuckled Thrain, in the middle of his chuckle Thrain stopped dead. His body now focus on the door leading into the hall, "We will have to continue this later we have company." Thrain said softly his eyes fixed on the door, he obviously heard the roar from Ogar. Thrain without a second thought opened the door to see a ridiculously large argonian, Thrain grabbed each of his heavy maces from his belt and was ready for a fight. No word was said, no action made against him yet but he was willing to die in this fight, no fear struck his heart in this moment. "Jaz I think its time for you to go into the room behind me. Kill anything that's not one of us if they enter that room." Thrain's voice was firm, no expression on Thrain's face to even tell what he was thinking.
     

    Falaember

    southern mom
    The Argonians words slowly sink in. The thought of him wanting to eat her for her powers, which even she can't control, is simply ridiculous. "Why me out of everyone here?" She thinks, keeping her eyes on Ogar and the Argonian. The door that Thrain and the others opens and she looks at him. "He wants to eat me to gain my powers." She explains, not fully understanding the whole situation herself.

    He tells her to go into the room, and kill anyone except for them if the happen to enter. She nods, looks at Ogar again and slowly walks to the room. "Don't kill him too bad Ogie." She states with a slight smirk.
     

    Writes-Many-Posts

    Champion of Grottos and Gremlins
    Linn backed away from the huge argonian. but didn't take out the bow this time. She just readied her arrow in the right hand like a dagger and a broken wine bottle in the other hand. Linn was willing to evaluate how the group would deal with foes and what position she should take the next time. In case the battle went wrong, the arrow and the bottle would gain time for Jazlyn to escape, even if Linn thought she would probably kill the argonian already inside him due to her powers.

    Taking one last glance at Ogar, Nagisus, Nasuuma and Thrain, Linn bounced the bottle in thin air,to get used to the melee combat. The argonian wasn't scared of being outnumbered like that. A surprising fact. "Is he... blind?"
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Nasuuma looked at Thrains confused expression as he couldn't believe that they had made friends with the inquisitor and Nasuuma was about to say that it was Nagisus when Thrain went outside and said that they had company. Nasuuma walked out of the room and stood near the doorway and looked at the beastly looking argonian.

    Nasuuma didn't do anything, but stand there, this was not her fight and she would not get involved unless it became her problem. Nasuuma had always been like this, things which did not concern her didn't matter and this certainly didn't unless the Argonian went crazy and started to attack all of them. She listened closely to what was being said, like that the Argonian was blind and that he wanted to kill the girl called Jazelyn for her powers.

    Nasuuma thought the whole thing was just stupid and that the Argonian was a little crazy. She shook her head and continues to just stand there until Jazelyn came over to the room after Thrain had demanded it. Thrain seemed to be the on incharge her and Nasuuma was getting slightly confused. As Jazelyn went into the room Nasuuma went inside after her and then closed the door.
    " Okay I've heard what Thrain has had to say now I'm going to hear what you have to say so, what the hell is going on!?"
     

    Captain Nagisus

    Jake the Dog!
    Nagisus let his anger overwhelm him, and, despite the fact that the Argonian was twice his size and ignoring all that the others were saying, swaggered towards the large Argonian (still out of his arm's reach) and shouted to him, "Listen here you toad-faced disgrace-upon-Sithis poor excuse for a son of the swamp. You're clearly too blind to notice that you are in the company of a revered Captain. You do NOT annoy somebody with two decades of military practice, no matter how big your jaws are, you brainless hulking bastard!" inadvertently revealing the secret of his status as a member of the An-xileel.

    He drew his sword and, in a rare show, the small round shield he kept on his back in case of an opponent strong enough to break a part, before adding "En garde, you ignorant monstrosity," and stepping back to where Ogar and Thrain were.
     

    Falaember

    southern mom
    She looks at Nasuuma, irritation shown on her face. "First of all, you aren't the boss of me and have no right to order me around like a little lap dog. The only reason i respond to Thrain like i do is because he's earned some of my respect. I don't know who you are or even what your role in this group is. From the way I've seen you act so far I'm kind of curious as to if we're even on the right side. The main reason I'm helping is because Ogie wants to help you guys solve these murders."
     

    death raider

    Thalmor Ambassador
    Nasuuma looked at the woman and gave an angry frustrated look. Nasuuma looked away from her and then sat on one of the chairs.
    " So you don't know who I am? Well I am the one who is incharge of everyone here and if you are not with me then you are against me. Thrain had sworn his alliance to me and he is my friend, and just because you have some retarded powers does not mean you may talk to me like you are some member of royalty. I am sorry if I caused offence, but this is how I feel, now are you with me or against me?" Nasuuma said putting her leg over the over and looking at Jazelyn with a stern glare
     

    Falaember

    southern mom
    She glares back just as sternly. "As I just said, I'm here with Ogie, to help you guys with the murders. I don't really remember much about my past, so there's no telling what kind of linage I actually have. You want to know what is with us? Ogar is my, I guess you could call, my protector. I don't have full control of my powers due to amnesia. There's a problem between Ogar and Nag because Nag attacked me, which pissed Ogar off." She says, a little snappy. " I don't know all that much about Thrain, but him and Ogar have something going on. By the way, how did you know of my powers? As of being with you or against you, I"m with Ogie. Whoever he's with I'm with and whoever he's against I'm against."
     

    Znowcicle

    Chimera~
    Rowyn took a deep breath of the air outside once the door was closed behind them. Her footsteps took her towards the crypt but she faltered a little when Achilles was beside her and asked if she was okay. Odd for him to ask me of all people...she thought to herself as she repaired her gait to its previously urgent speed.

    "I'm fine. I just have a queer feeling..." She trailed off and blinked quickly as if to clear her head. "Are you okay? I'm not sure how many dead bodies you've seen but that one sure is one that I will remember...and not fondly either." There were people around them by now; they were making excellent pace towards the Hall of the Dead. Voices floated through the air, and whispers that Rowyn's ears itched to hear moved around them.

    "Did you hear? The crypt ke..." She didn't hear the rest of the sentence, she had already moved too far away by now, but why would the townsfolk be talking about the crypt keeper of all things? Oh no...she doubled her pace, nearly sprinting towards the Hall of the Dead. When she reached it she barreled through the door only to be met by silence and the smell of obvious decay.

    "Someone was here..." She murmured as she moved around examining things.
     

    caravan guard

    lone Khajiit
    Xander growled at a sudden threat entering the room. He also noticed how his primary target left the room. She seemed to run things..Queen? Xander growled again realizing his surroundings. There were more scents in the room than he had realized. It became more clear sense his target left.

    He backed slowly into a wall. "I don't want to fight you..only the girl. Why must you fight her battles? If she has the courage to question me then she should be able to fight. Hmmmm You must be her mate..Tell me are are you the alpha of this pack orc?" Xander raised his arms presenting the group around him.
     

    Bloodhawk71

    another redneck nerd
    His eyes go wide at the assumption. " M-m-matte! Are you stupid or something I'm just her protector. I have vowed my life to her. I will fight her every battle if she needs. I'll kill an army of giant lizards if I have to. Go ahead, make the mistake of underestimating my devotion to her. You will never see a berserker rage like mine when someone hurts her. "

    His breathing was getting heavier. The nerve of the Argonian threatening her. Sure he wished he was her mate, but in his eyes no one is good enough for her.

    " This is your last warning. Thrain, Nagisus back off. If this over grown lizard wants to get to her I get first dibs. Go ahead get of that wall and come at me. No one will touch you except me. I will make you rule the day you was hatched."

    His muscles were twitching now. His chest and shoulders heaving with his heavy breathing. His grip on his hammer was so tight you could see all blood had left his knuckles. With a roar he let go of his hammer with his left hand grabbing a mug from the table beside him. All in the same motion he chucked, it hit the wall beside the beast's head. His eyes and body stance showed his intent to kill.

    " Since the day I first met her I've killed enough people wipe out any army. Please though, join the mountain of bodies. They all had there reasons for threatening her. "
     

    caravan guard

    lone Khajiit
    Xander scratched his head. He never really felt frustrated or confused before now. He wasn't sure if the orc was crazy or just obsessed with the woman. He frowned as the cup hit the wall near him. He looked at him and stepped forward.

    "i don't get it..You aren't her mate but you defend her like a mate would..You obviously owe her something but what? If she hasn't the power to defend herself what could she have possibly done to help you? What is she to you? A master? Are you her slave? Are you bound to her from birth?"

    Xander grew closer slowly speaking to the orc thinking really hard.

    "I got it! She must be the alpha! Wow..I would've never guessed a female with no honor or strength could lead a pack..Unless..She's your love..Your ultimate match. Mmmm Yes that's it. I knew she couldn't be an alpha. She didn't seem to be a leader since she left you to fight me in her behalf..."

    Xander grabbed a nearby mug and flipped it upside down grinding the cup mouth on the table sharpening the mouth.

    "Maybe you should not have dropped your hammer."

    At that sentence Xander charged forward gripping the orc's collarbone. With his right hand he brought the sharpened mug towards the orc's throat. He felt his arm stop. He growled and pushed harder but found no success.
     

    Bloodhawk71

    another redneck nerd
    He smiled as the Argonian walked ever closer talking. He noticed him sharping the mugs mouth and grinned. This is what he wanted hand to hand, a true match of strength. He felt like he got slapped when the dumb beast actually figured out how he felt about Jazlyn. Then the Argonian made his move.

    He let out a roar as the Argonian grabbed his chest piece in front of his collar bone. When the sharpened mug came at his throat. He caught the hand holding the mug. He smiled then gripped his other wrist. He bent his neck cracking it. "So even a dumb beast figured it out huh? Well I guess I'll have to kill you now!" He tightened his grip so much that it would have broken a normal beings wrists.

    He let loose then, a huge orcish smile on his face. He was a warrior at heart and what warrior doesn't want a challenge. His father had taught him when he was young that a orcs greatest strength and weakness was his berserker rage. If an orc could control that rage though it became his ultimate weapon. Though he couldn't always control it, he could when he prepared himself.

    He let loose now, his strength increasing tremendously. He looked into the Argonians white eyes. He moved his face close and whispered to only a blind persons ears could hear. " I do love her, and if you think you're going to win this fight you're mistaken. Because then she would be alone in this world, and I would let that happen. "
     

    JBar2531

    Active Member
    Achilles quickened his pace when Rowyn started running towards the Hall of the Dead. When he arrived at the door he smelled death. "What the hell happened down here?" The smell was worse than the house they were just at. Achilles brought his arm up to cover his nose, and drew his dagger just incase the murderer was there.
     

    Znowcicle

    Chimera~
    Rowyn walked over to the open coffin and saw the twisted face of the crypt keeper. She didn't even bother to draw her dagger and her shoulders sagged with a sort of defeat. She saw the sewn mouth and the stab mark in the heart. His decay was advanced, like those of the Draughr, and this puzzled her. She murmured a few words and then stared upon the dead body.

    "Four dead..." She whispered suddenly as she stood there staring after a while. She gritted her teeth and then hit the wall that was beside her with her closed fist. She leaned her head against the wall and breathed out a harsh, ragged breath. She straightened herself and looked at the knuckles of her hand. The skin stuck up and was sprouting blood in the crevices of her skin. She tsked and let her hand fall beside her lackadaisically before she moved to shut the coffin on the crypt keeper.
     

    Writes-Many-Posts

    Champion of Grottos and Gremlins
    Linn looked at the hatred increasing. She had no business in the fight. She then looked at Nasuuma before running around the orc and the lizard and meeting her. "Uhm... Boss? When we were escaping the prison, before we met you... I saw a hunchback figure through the smoke. My knowledge about his or her business there remains misty, but I am sure that it was looking for a member of the organization. Maybe Thrain or Nagisus... I just know they couldn't possibly know about me, Ogar or Jazlyn yet. Could they?" She calmed down for a while as if the fight was not even happening. "I just thought you should know..."
     

    JBar2531

    Active Member
    Achilles jumped when Rowyn punched the wall. He wasnt expecting it and was surprised. He thought she saw this everyday. "Maybe we should leave. The smell is really getting bad." Achilles didnt know what to say. He wasnt good at calming others down or comforting them. "And if you want the others to trust you, we can go find them."
     

    Znowcicle

    Chimera~
    She didn't say anything or even give a nod to register that she had heard him. She stood there with her hands on the coffin before she clenched her fists tightly and turned back to him with her brows cinched together in a worried look. There was a mixture in her eyes, emotions like anger, frustration, sadness...defeat. Her red hair had fallen again, obscuring part of her face and casting some in shadow.

    "Fine." She said flatly. "Better that they trust me than these fluffing Inquisitors that just get laid all day." She shook her hand, a quick flick, for the pain from hitting the wall was finally making it through her twisted emotions. What will I do now? The Inquisitors aren't doing anything in the way of the case, but my orders are to kill these people... She masked her thoughts by taking out her little book and writing down everything she had observed about the crypt keeper's body. At least this one wasn't as messy...
     

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