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Post by Alatriel on Sept 8, 2004 19:06:14 GMT -5
A dunmer woman walks in the bar and sits sirectly in fron the barkeep. "Mazte," she said sternly as she turned looking at the door hearing footsteps.
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Post by Aramil Nialo on Sept 8, 2004 19:58:16 GMT -5
A hooded figure in the corner table looks up from his drink, curious about the dunmer women.
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Post by Shadow on Sept 9, 2004 10:49:02 GMT -5
A bosmer walked in, but stopped at the doorstep. He was wearing a dark green cloak with a hood wich wasn't covering his face right now. His bow and quiver were strapped on his back, and his long golden hair went over them. The bosmer's pitch black eyes scanned the room and the visitors before he stepped in.
He walked to the counter, looking right and left as if he expected someone to jump of the dark corners.'
"One Sujamma," he ordered in a quiet, melodic voice.
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Post by Alatriel on Sept 9, 2004 15:17:19 GMT -5
Llen was sipping her drink slowly peering around the room. She placed the glass on the table and it started rattling. She was staring directly at it, then it exploded sending shards everywhere. She then pulled out her beautifully etched shortsword. She skillfully 280 degree turn and layed a hit on Shadow.
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Post by Aramil Nialo on Sept 9, 2004 16:03:26 GMT -5
In a split second, the hooded figure flew up from his seat. His hood flew back, revealing a pale dunmer face, etched with many tattoos. His hair was stark white and wavy. A hand flew out, grabbing the Bosmer's neck in his weakened condition from Llen's attack. In another split second, the dunmer revealed his fangs and bit deeply into the Bosmer's neck....
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Post by Alatriel on Sept 9, 2004 16:44:23 GMT -5
Llen then looks at Aramil. She then rotates her feet so that she would bve facing him. She positioned her dagger in her hand readying for a stab.
"You wouldn't like the taste of my blood, so I suggest you not try anything you will regret," she squinted at him. "I am the oldest living thing on this rock. My blood is stale due to the lack of ageing and the stillness of it for so many years, as is."
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Post by Aramil Nialo on Sept 9, 2004 20:29:40 GMT -5
The dunmer's eyes flashed bright red, and he tore away from the Bosmer. Bowing mockingly to Llen, he smiled. "I'd be delighted to get it moving for you again. BUt I doubt you're older then I am." Smirking vilely, he reached into his cloak, producing two scimitars.
"Let us dance."
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Post by Alatriel on Sept 9, 2004 23:00:08 GMT -5
"And, you beleive you are older then one of the original chimer from the Battle of Red Mountain? Then let us begin." Llen put her hand in front of her sending off a blast that sent him to the other side of the room. Then in the blink of an eye she had her blade at his throut.
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Post by Aramil Nialo on Sept 9, 2004 23:18:16 GMT -5
"I do indeed." WIth another blink, the blade was on the ground, the dunmer, holding Llen's arm behind her back, a smile on his lips. "Let us see.." WIth that, he bit into her throat.
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Post by Alatriel on Sept 10, 2004 6:34:57 GMT -5
He felt a tapping on his back."Having fun sucking a mirage?" She then tripped him and before he hit the ground she blasted him across the room sending him directly into the wine gobblets. She then stood up straight. "So from what time do you hail?"
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Post by Aramil Nialo on Sept 10, 2004 6:38:52 GMT -5
"A time forgotten to history." He said, standing and dusting himself off. Bursting forward, he shot to the side of Llen, closlinging her, then kicking her high into the air. With a round house, he kicked her straight into the bar and through it, laughing as the bartender tried to scramble away.
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Post by Shadow on Sept 10, 2004 8:59:13 GMT -5
The Bosmer, surprised at first by the hostile attacks of both of the visitors, slowly pulled out his bow, set two arrows on the string and amed well. As the two were battling hard he had time to concentrate, and although the pain in his neck got harder and harder, he wanted vengeance. Not reason. It was no time for reason now.
He fired at the same moment that the Dunmer lady was pushed away. The two arrows nailed the other Dunmer to the wall.
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Post by Alatriel on Sept 10, 2004 15:53:47 GMT -5
Llen looked at him. She stood with dagger in hand. The Bosmer was readying his bow, though before he shot Llen telekenitcally forced his body against the wall through the lamphanger. He was grasping for life as blood was dripping out his wound. Llen strolled up to him and slit his throught rendering him dead. She then refocused on the vampire.
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Post by Aramil Nialo on Sept 10, 2004 16:15:46 GMT -5
THe vampire had disappeared and Llen whirrled about, searching. The vampire launched off a rafter and knocked into Llen hard, driving one scomitar into her gut, whilst biting her neck deeply.
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Post by Alatriel on Sept 10, 2004 16:34:53 GMT -5
"You sure do like those mirages don't you?"
She smiled cutting his head off. She then picks up his head and chops into 5 peices. Llen then leaves the bar, bored now that everyone is dead.
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