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((Da hell is with that Scream character?))
The lights of both fire and lightning danced around Primordius when the khajiit jumped. The argonian became tense and was ready to for a fight when... it was a rat.
"Hehe... Scaredy cat."
It was at that moment that from the halls both to their...
Zij'Qua El marched forwards with Ma'Piri behind him, his shield never lowered. As the party seperated and the two of them neared the gates he felt her hand on his shoulder. He turned, confused.
"Before we go..."
Just as when the argonian was about to ask what the matter was about he felt her...
The argonian listened to all of their opinions but settled on the team idea. With the khajiit so close to him he couldn't help but raise his shield in an odd sense to protect her more than him. However no arrows met his shield and the tenseness of the situation was a little dampened for him...
((You are very welcome.. And to isnar's question: I don't think I said who made the screeching noise.))
Zij'Qua El looked at the khajiit who stuck so close to him and listened to her words. "They will cleave us like cattle for the spit!"
He could only offer her a frown as he spoke. "Then stay...
((I typed they were all behind the fort's walls or up on the canyons. They all went quiet. The canyon forsworn were almost impossible to spot and the one behind the walls were... well.. behind walls. Like hell we'd see them. Read the posts.))
((I'mma wait for a bit to let some more peeps catch...
((I'm going to pretend you strode in AFTER the only path in or out was blocked off by the forsworn.))
Zij'Qua El noticed the new man and groaned audibly. By the divines, I am never attending a large expedition again after this.
"We are blessed to not be killed as of yet. I care little for...
((...Falmer? Traps? Bugger it. I'm going to have to drive this story with a more iron fist now.))
The argonian rode the horse with the heavy supplies, despite the old man's misgivings. This was there land. It would be much easier and simpler to simply knock on their gates with blade and hammer...
The argonian smiled and suddenly stood. Though not so quickly as to upset the khajiit holding onto him. He took to hand his shield and his blade.
"Let us ride."
He went to his horse and mounted the beast, looking over each adventurer as they began to move. It was going to be a tough battle, he...
Zij'Qua El lost his awkwardness and looked at the speaking cat incredulously.
"I have traveled many places. And I hear tale of cures of your damnable curse." His eyes narrowed at the cat now, "If you truly did not wish to be such a forsaken creature you would have found the way."...
The argonian lost his cool behavior again when he felt the grip on his wrist, suddenly feeling extremely hot under the scales. He looked away, even when the two cats began to speak to eachother in some exotic tongue. He lost the ability to stay cool what with the insinuations against him and...
The full effect of an arognian's eyes going wide is quite a surprise to many who are unfamiliar to them, so it might've been quite the learning experience for anyone looking at him to see his eyes pop at Ma'Piri touching his arm. He settled down after a heartbeat (though, internally, it felt to...
The argonian looked at the undead cat, head tilted and his brows angled.
"A wounded and dangerous khajiit hellspawn who starves for the blood of living creatures is useful to us, who are about to head high into the peaks to fight off a dangerous enemy whose ambush has already wounded us to the...
The argonian paid little attention to the procession of events. As far as he was concerned the vampire was no threat as of the moment, though that may change if someone kept patching him up to almost-full strength, and they shouldn't squander their energy on anything but the path ahead.
He...
Zij'Qua El was curious about the commotion. However, before he could investigate himself the whole fiasco was brought to his attention. He heard the scorn in the nord's tone, the hatred in Ma'Piri's, and the short-temper the bosmer held for their actions. He gave a final tug on the straps that...
((Khaos hurry up and patch yerself up mang! Do eeet. You'll be up and about and typing. Again. Woo0. And to the vampire story thing it's not my place to call! That's character development, you're problem! As long as you don't want the guys on the top of the mountain to have something to do with...
((I was about to say... No one left the camp unguarded. And now its... morning? Ughh... Okay. I'll let THAT one slide, but please stop that. Thankfully we were ignoring the tunnels but now its morning so... bugger))
Zij'Qua felt his mouth dry as Ma'Piri scolded him. She was in the right, he...