*pssst* "Dolphin...... he's crazy, don't worry about it..."

OOC: sorry just remembered that I left the claymore in the ruin, need to change it to bloodsword

*Leo grumbles, even though he knows Solidus speaks sense he doesn't want to hear it, in anger he stabs the bloodsword deep within the ground and turns to Solidus, standing close to him, staring him down in the eyes, their foreheads nearly touching as he snarls, he backs away but keeps the glaring eye contact going*

"I'm sick of it, I didn't want to come to this place, all I wanted to do was clear ShadowJ of being a traitor, yet he plays mind games with me, being evil, saving my life, what does he want from me...and Reisil...I give up with her, yes I love her but she doesn't love me...I can see it in her eyes...if she loved me, me and her would be out of here on day one...I am not a leader and I trust no one for a reason, I trust no one because I'm afraid...yes the "great leo"...is afraid of getting hurt...I may go face to face with evil, risk my life physically, that doesn't scare me but to trust someone so they can leave me alone again...I am not going down that path again!"

*he sighs and sits on a nearby rock, his emotions off the chart and very mixed, he places his head in his hands and sighs deeply*

"I can't keep doing this...I'm going to go insane"

Solidus goes up to Leo who was now sitting on a rock very frustrated and confused.

" Yes you know why Shadowj keeps toying with your mind, because that is the only way to unlock what dwells deep within your soul... you have the power in you to unleash what the Bloodsword can hold, that is why only you and none of our other friends can wield it, you are the only one... Why are you afraid to trust people, was it something that may have happened to you in the past or did it just happen. I can understand you having a fear of something... I myself also have fear, I fear that I cannot control what is within me when I unleash it."

Solidus thought if now would be a good time to tell Leo of something Solidus was either cursed or blessed with from birth. Something he vowed never to do unless the need arose.

Kasamir Magnus walked through the rolling hills of the Grazelands. He neither knew the name of the area, nor the area around the area he was in. All he knew was that the rock floated north east, and if he wanted to prevent the Earth from dying, that's where he was going. Kasamir walked so determinedly, so single mindedly, he almost didn't notice Garret moving in the same hurried yet not running manner he was.

"Garret! Garret! What happened? I thought you were giving up?"
"I have been re-motivated. I must complete my mission."
"Might I ask what re-motivated you?"
"No you may not."
"Duly noted. Hey, what's this guy want?"

An Argonian in black leather armor stood in front of them. He was leaning in the shade of a tree, blending in with the shady area. His head was facing downward and his arm was extended, in an attempt to stop them. They both came up to the Argonian. He smiled a litte, then looked up at them.
"This is my territory. You wanna pass through here? You gotta pay the owner."
"Oh, really? I'm terribly sorry, I'm new here, how much do I owe you?"
"Only the barbarian tribes own this area, and there are no tolls to pass. This man is a common highwayman, and we don't have time Kasamir."
Garret bumped past the Argonian. The Argonian drew a knife.
"Disrespect me eh?"
"GARRET! He's got a..."

Garret turned around faster then Kasamir could speak. He spun Trebonis's staff around, connecting with the Argonian's jaw. The lizard-man fell to the ground. In a flash, Garret was above him where he fell, staff pressed at his chest. He hadn't activated the enchantments of the staff, he wasn't trying to be lethal.
"Hey now! I was just trying to be friendly is all!"
"You die! YOU DIE! ALL OF YOU!"
Garret pushed down on the staff. Hard. He exerted himself, pushing the staff head straight into the Argonian's chest. He used the staff to pick the Argonian up. His knees began failing, so Garret removed the staff and pushed his against his tree. The Argonian grabbed two branches as he hit the trunk to brace himself.
"What's going on! Whaddya think your doin!?"
"SHUT UP AND DIE!"
Garret ran up to the Argonian. He lead in with a punch to the chest, right where the staff went in. The Argonian slumped over from the hit. When he pulled his hand out, it was coated in blood. Kasamir thought he saw a small internal organ pulled out as well. But Garret wasn't done. He pulled the Argonian back up. He was still breathing, but barely. Garret smashed his forehead into the Argonian's forehead. Garret was lucky the Argonian didn't have a spike there, or he would have impaled himself. He did it over and over again, at least twelve times. By the time he was done, his face was covered in the reptile's blood, almost as much as his hand was.

The Argonian fell to the ground. He breathed no more. Garret looked down at the Argonian, kicked his corpse once, and continued his determined walk as though nothing had happened. Kasamir, though shocked, followed behind.

A little background info on my character.
Name: Senshi Gidayo
Age: 24
Sex: M
Class/Race: Kajiit Assassin
History: Senshi was abandoned at a very young age when bandits captured his parents to put on the slave market. He somehow escaped the slavers and made his way into the storage room of the Arena in Vivec to hide. While there a trapdoor opened, and one of the Morag Tong stepped out. The assassin asked what he was doing here and Senshi told his story to the assassin. The Morag Tong adopted him and taught him how to be an expert assassin, and to follow the teachings of Mephala. Now years later he is the greatest assassin on Morrowind. He kills for honor and money. He still searches for the slavers and his parents, and will kill any slaver he sees that the slaves have any chance of being set free.
Appearance: Bald (well fury but kajiit bald) mostache, with a black robe and hood.
Personality: He brags alot to everyone about those he kills, really likes skooma and moon sugar, most of the time can be found in the Arena, or in Balmora.
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Senshi's next writ was for an Argonian bandit named Stands With Fist. The bandit has mugged and killed many travelers going through the grazelands region. Senshi traveled to where rumors said the argonians camp was. When Senshi arrived he saw the mutilated argonian laying next to a nice shade tree. He was completely covered in blood and there was insides spilled out on the ground. A Morag Tong Assassin would never mutalate a body in this manner, so he believed it was the Dark Brotherhood, and his longtime enemy Ra Gir. Ra Gir and Senshi used to be best friends as kids in the Morag Tong, but when greed overwhelmed Ra Gir's honor he joined the Dark Brotherhood. The two have never tried to kill eachother on acount their couisins are lovers, but they foil eachothers plans for assassination whenever possible. Senshi had to go see Ra Gir.

*Senshi enters Ra Gir's Tradehouse, a secret Dark Brotherhood base in Balmora. Several assassins draw their weapons ready to kill their Morag Tong enemy.*

Ra Gir: Lower your weapons! What are you thinking Senshi? A lone Morag Tong in a Brotherhood base? You really need to lay off the skooma for a while.

*Senshi grabs Ra Gir by the throat, lifts him up, and starts choking him.*
Senshi: QUIET N'WAH! I WANT TO KNOW WHAT YOU KNOW ABOUT AN ARGONIAN NAMED STANDS WITH FIST!

Ra Gir: Ok, ok. I did send someone to foil your plan, but we weren't going to kill the argonian, just relocate him to make him harder to find. When we got there there was this crazy guy beating the hell out of him, and drove a staff right into his chest. The killers breton friend seemed a little shocked by his actions also. This guy was freaking crazy, and I admit we were afraid to help the argonian, but even if we did he still would have died from his wounds.

Senshi: Which way did they go?!
*he choked RA Gir even harder*

Ra Gir: They were heading... North East, yeah thats it.

Senshi: If you're lying, I'll be back for you.
*storms out front door*

Ra gir:*whisper* N'wah, one of these days I will get my revenge, and you will be dead!




This message was edited by Reality TV Sucks on Jul 01 2004.

This message was edited by Reality TV Sucks on Jul 01 2004.

Seeing as nothing here was his business, Enerku decided he would come back later for a pat on the back, or the glory he was seeking. Since nobody was going to listen to him, he just used a mark potion and then grabbed up his stuff he left on the floor. He put the burning end of the ciggar to the wall putting it out and left.

As he was flying along from drinking many levitating potions he made out of trama routs and racer plumes that were available at his side, he began to say something. "God damn, what a big waste of time. Come there to make a possible allegiance and quickly assign a job, and everything goes wrong. My legs are so numb from sitting down all that time, I think I might have to go into rehabilitation."

He stopped as he came to the skies of Ald'run. Then the potion began to wear off. He braced for impact then slid down the slope of the back of a smith's shop. Then he continued onto the mages guild. He picked up some more ingredients after selling some stuff he stole from the ruins. Then he purchased a bit of Whickweat, Saltrice, and kreshweed. He mixed them up into a potion and boiled it. He walked up to the travel mage and was teleported to Balmora.

He started to walk out of the mages guild and took the turn to the right up some steps and then to the alchemy shop. He made a bargon with the woman in the shop for him to be able to let his potions sit in the small fire she had. The old alchemy shop described by his father's journal was much smaller than this. But when Rethan purchased many potions for his troops, it came from this shop. The money was put to good use.

He told her that after a few days, it would be purified and make a great potion. Then, he would come over and let them sit on top of a shelf for a long time. He would collect all the nutrients that sunk to the bottom and then give the alchemy shop owner the left over potion. He immediately thanked her and left.

Then he noticed a man storming out of a building. He thought to himself that it would be his next meal. But judging by his clothes, this man could put up a fight. Then, Enerku noticed something, the man was wearing a sword and some armor that looked like the type the assasins and mercinaries used. He would strike a deal with him.

He began to walk over to the man, not with his eyes on him, and bumped into him. "Oh god, I'm so sorry! Really, Oh man! I, uh... I can um make it up to you if you want, I have some booze and potions on me, how about some..." he looked around, "... sugar. Or maybe I can do you a favor?"

Enerku hoped the plan would work. If this man was a mercinary, he might lead him to a cave with people in it that needed to... give some blood to the needy.

Kasamir bumbled numbly behind Garret, Garret walking much more determinedly ahead of him. He killed a man, right in the open, for no reason! Sure, he tried to kill him first, but after the staff went into his chest, Kasamir doubted Garret felt he would have any fight left in him. Garret, on the other hand, seemed unphased by the experience. A few minutes of walking silently went by. When Kasamir regained his composure, Kasamir picked up the pace and caught up to Garret, pushing him to the ground.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?"
"What was that for? WHAT WAS THAT FOR? You killed a guy! Killed him! You broke his jaw, but that wasn't enough, you pierced through his chest, but that wasn't enough... You had to HEADBUTT him to DEATH? What kind of a sick freak are you anyway?"
Garret got up, dusted himself off, turned to look away from Kasamir, then quickly turned around, pushing Kasamir to the ground off guard.
"I'm... we're... going to save this world. I know that now. We have to. Unfortunatly, I know something new now. Something I learned atop that mountain. And that is this, not everyone on this planet deserves to be saved. That bandit was one of the many I have deemed unworthy to live in the world that I... I mean we... will save."
"Oh, so your not only going to save the world, your also going to determine who can and can't live in your 'saved' world? Who made you the moral compass of Neo-Morrowind?"
"You want a fight, mage? Because I'm not in the mood for one of your speeches on ethics. You don't appreciate what I'm doing for your precious Neo-Morrowind, for your planet? Well I don't need you. Give me my staff back and you can take a hike for all I care. I'll simply find another mage in Tel Mora. A mage with a more open mind, one who realizes that weeding out the evil of this planet by any means necessary is more important then your precious, 'morality'. Who needs an artifical sense of right and wrong when it blocks you from doing what is really right? Tell me that, huh? What's your moral answer for that?"

Kasamir got up. He nodded.
"I... I guess your right. Come, let's go."
Kasamir did not believe a word of what Garret had said. He only agreed to that to stay with him. His zeal, his thirst for a utopian soceity of his own creation, and his Machiavellian approach to achieving that society both perplexed and intrigued Kasamir. He would have to stay with this dead hero, if only to see what he was truly capable of.

*Leo looks down at the ground, grumbling as he listens to Solidus, finally he slowly lifts his head to Solidus' direction, his eyes glaring deeply at him*

"I HAVE NO FEAR!! I trust no one because years ago, my parents trusted their best friend, he betrayed them, got them caught, he handed them to the guards on a limeware platter...he got them KILLED!! you know why I also don't trust anyone, because while still young, I was thrown into the wilderness, casted out by my own people to fend for myself...that's why...as for that sword...pick it up, it's a fake, the reason I got stronger was because of Reisil, I can't explain it but the love I have for Reisil, fueled me, even if she is evil or playing for evil, that love fueled me but she doesn't love me...she spared my life to show that I wasn't strong enough to fight Decimus, she spared my life so I could live with the failure...so I would leave her alone...like you should leave me alone...just go home, it will be better for all of us"

*he sighs and looks down at the ground again, he got one hit on the centurion and even that did nothing, so where will he get the strength or even find out the weakness to bringing down the heap of metal*

*Reisil sighs and stands up walking over to Decimius.*

"Are you just going to let him go like that? I mean atleast lock him away or something!"

"Do whatever you WANT with him!" said Victrix, with a dismissive gesture, "He is not of my concern. I have things to do. And YOU have a mission to accomplish... The Mantella awaits you. Go!"

OOC: I'm going on vacation for a week. I'll be gone until next Sunday... so I won't be posting. Alex will just be hanging around in the ruin... checking out what's happening. Obviously he won't be caught because its like he's not even there. I'll just leave it as it is.

...don't forget DG, whatever you do, someone's watching.

Don't do too much while I'm gone.

See you all next week.

Solidus slowly put his head down. He had no idea that this is why Leo was so afraid to trust. This was not good... something like that could never be cured.

" Very well Leo... but know this Reisil saved you for she also knows that you are the only one with the soul to defeat Decimus. As for this sword... I shall take it back to Shadowj since you obviously do not want it, and do not care for what lies ahead."

Solidus closed his eyes and concentrated, dark energy flowed through him, and slowly traveled through the sword. As the energy reached the sword Solidus squinted his eyes, and sent more. The sword was fighting off the energy! Solidus continued to battle it until finally, the Bloodsword was surrounded in a purple aura and floating in mid-air.

" Remember this when Neo-Morrowind is in ruins, and death is everywhere... WHILE YOU ARE HIDING UNDER SOME ROCK, SCARED, AND HUNGRY. WHILE DECIMUS CONTINUES TO KILL INNOCENT PEOPLE... IT WILL BE BECAUSE YOU ARE TOO FOOLISH TO REALISE YOU ARE OUR ONLY HOPE!"

Solidus stormed off into the ruin, blasted the metal door down with a spell, and charged to the main chamber... Jack silently followed him.

Solidus now stood in the main chamber where Reisil, Shadowj, and Decimus stood. Solidus sent the sword flying at incredible speed straight toward Shadowj. It whizzed passes his head, and struck the rock. It went about half way in, and was stuck there.

" IT'S OVER!"

Solidus pointed with his glowing staff toward Decimus.

" DECIMUS! You shall now deal with me..."

Solidus charged his energy to its max. The ancient lettering on his staff glowed immensely as did the glass sphere. A dark purple aura that dimmed the dwemer ruin even more, surrounded Solidus...

*Leo continues to sit on the rock, not moving as everything sinks in, slowly he stands tall, his fists clenched as darkness settles upon him, he places his hands to his sides and walks off back to Dagon Fel, they don't need him, he can do nothing except get beaten, he slams open the tavern door, glaring at all, he then look at the bar tender and without saying anything, pours him some flin, immediatly he gulps it down, sitting alone at the bar, each time the bartender refilling his tankard, his claymore down in the ruins, the girl he loves, a so called ranting friend, Alex, a rival yet somehow one of his best friends and then the legendary ShadowJ

what could he do, yes he an summon power from no where but even then he is no match for the centurion, as he thinks he slams down the tankard, scaring a few people, why do people think he's their only hope, he's nothing special, just an ordinary thief, sent to this cursed place by a god...from nowhere it hit him, his eyes widened, like a bullet he shoots out the bar and heads back to the ruin, maybe Solidus was right, maybe he was their only hope for saying he was called upon to help a legendary dwemer god*

~back at the ruin~

*not moving, ShadowJ watches the bloodsword zip past his head, he places his head in his hand and sighs shaking his head*

"not more of you, didn't Leo give you any handy advice, go now, you are not strong enough, he will kill you without even moving"

*he glances at Reisil and then moves back into the shadows for Decimus to take action*

"your funeral"

Solidus' clothing was suddenly pinned to the wall by a barrage of razor-sharp crossbow bolts from the Centurion's chest battery. His staff, for now at least, was prevented from pointing at Victrix. Every single weapon in the room was aimed at the mage as Victrix pointed a huge metal index finger at him.
"Why must you disturb me at my work, fools? GET OUT!!" yelled the cyborg, preparing to destroy the intruder if his warning was not heeded...

Senshi wondered who could have killed someone so in-humaneley like that. He knew that Ra Gir couldn't have done it because he usually captures his bounties and beats him to death at his home base just for fun before delivering the body to the client. Besides, even if Ra Gir did kill the argonian he would have taken the body and collected the bounty. Senshi did not want to fight the killer, for a murder without a writ, or self defense, would be dishonorable. Knowing he would likely be attacked by the vicious killer he needed to upgrade weapons. He had a couple extra dwarven crossbows around, and decided to take them to the Smith in Suran.
*senshi hangs around in Suran for a few days checking out sites*
Finaly the crossbows were complete. Senshi just expected a damage upgrade. But now both the bows were semi auto, they had clips of bolts that attached at the bottom, operated by a spring mechanism. Senshi was incredibly pleased!

Smith:I'll just add in some of these viper bolts for ya. Total is 12000.
*Senshi pays the smith, his hands shaking with excitement, takes the crossbows and is on his way.*