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@the-decayed-collective
psssst
I can tell you who manni's kid is
REALLY???????
WHO?!?!?!?!?
A high elf named Imalene who's currently housed in castle Volkihar
>:)
Thank you, former Namira cultists <3
If you ever need a new patron god....
We have already acquired a new one, as of late.
psssst
I can tell you who manni's kid is
REALLY???????
WHO?!?!?!?!?
A high elf named Imalene who's currently housed in castle Volkihar
A child?
Of yours, it seems.
We could use this to our advantage.
It will be easy to locate them.
@the-decayed-collective
"I doubt you will find him."
A possible high elf Necromancer in Whiterun that bears a resemblance to you?
It will not be hard.
UwU OwO
Silence knave.
Knock knock
We're your new neighbours
@the-decayed-collective
And who might you be?
We are friends
And potential allies in your fight against your invaders.
Many of our members were Forsworn too.
We can help.
What do you mean, "were"?
They are amongst those who now lie dead.
Hunted and slaughtered cruelly.
Ruthlessly.
By someone who was once one of us.
(Damhán looks visibly upset at this. But he doesn't trust them. If they failed to protect them, they'd fail to protect Bronwyn, Roisin, and Arwen too.)
That's a shame. But I don't know if I can trust you.
We seek sanctuary.
Shelter.
Trust is not yet a necessity.
But good will is.
There's an abandoned Stormcloak fortress. Fort Sungard. I'm sure there's plenty of space and supplies for you there. I'll tell them I sent you. And no funny business.
We thank you kindly.
Our numbers will no doubt be of great use to you in the future.
You need only ask.
And we shall come.
Knock knock
We're your new neighbours
@the-decayed-collective
And who might you be?
We are friends
And potential allies in your fight against your invaders.
Many of our members were Forsworn too.
We can help.
What do you mean, "were"?
They are amongst those who now lie dead.
Hunted and slaughtered cruelly.
Ruthlessly.
By someone who was once one of us.
(Damhán looks visibly upset at this. But he doesn't trust them. If they failed to protect them, they'd fail to protect Bronwyn, Roisin, and Arwen too.)
That's a shame. But I don't know if I can trust you.
We seek sanctuary.
Shelter.
Trust is not yet a necessity.
But good will is.
Knock knock
We're your new neighbours
@the-decayed-collective
And who might you be?
We are friends
And potential allies in your fight against your invaders.
Many of our members were Forsworn too.
We can help.
What do you mean, "were"?
They are amongst those who now lie dead.
Hunted and slaughtered cruelly.
Ruthlessly.
By someone who was once one of us.
Knock knock
We're your new neighbours
@the-decayed-collective
And who might you be?
We are friends
And potential allies in your fight against your invaders.
Many of our members were Forsworn too.
We can help.
Mercer might make a comeback soon
How? He's dead!
Add it to the list of problems then, I guess, if you're serious. If it's a joke, it's a joke in goddamn poor taste.
I dare him...
Munax vith.
*Rubs his hand over his face*
I sweartothegods the Guild has never been busier with ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT instead of jobs
Sorry...
Ah not you. More so just everything else. Like the Namira cult. And the lack of jobs. And Delvin
We are still here, despite the lack in leadership.
You just spawn in when you're mentioned huh?
Absolutely.
Mercer might make a comeback soon
How? He's dead!
Add it to the list of problems then, I guess, if you're serious. If it's a joke, it's a joke in goddamn poor taste.
I dare him...
Munax vith.
*Rubs his hand over his face*
I sweartothegods the Guild has never been busier with ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT instead of jobs
Sorry...
Ah not you. More so just everything else. Like the Namira cult. And the lack of jobs. And Delvin
We are still here, despite the lack in leadership.
[A strange noise whirrs nearby, and then a crackling. It seems those strange shadows Know. They whisper louder, but they do not come closer. Soon, there is a green glow in the room, soft at first then bright as reality seems to PUNCH a hole through itself. A large hole. And then a tall, darkly dressed form slinks through, hair like long ribbons of pitch black darkness dangling from him.] Hello Z̴e̸r̶i̵t̴h̸.
@unsilent-executioner
Startled into action, Zerith jumped from his seat and moved away to put some distance between them. Brandishing his sword in front of him, he fixed Dasai with a steely glare. "Who are you?"
[The stare he gives Zerith would send a chill down most man or mer- hells even BEAST-- alike, the icy blues being the only source of light that comes from the pale, dark figure as he slowly makes his way towards the other.] I am... someone. Someone who... worked with you once, though it was all a lie. Someone who... stole your leader away before you.. took the reigns. [A smile cracks across his face, something more sinister than ever before. The Sleepers around whisper more, and in that moment; the third eye mark glows a sinister red. As if it is an eye itself, yet not.] But, just call me Dasai.
A flash of recognition sparked in Zerith's eyes and he lowered his weapon briefly. "You're him then, I suppose. Her pet. I've been expecting you. Why don't we sit and have a talk? There are some things you should be made aware of."
Such as... you being her ex husband? That you... both aren't formally... split? Oh, I know plenty, but go ahead... Inform me. [He does not move to 'sit' as the man asks, he would not succumb to his whims. He is not the one in charge here, Dasai is, and he will make him know that.]
"That is...one thing. But no. She intends to betray you. She has been since the beginning."
[Dasai just starts to laugh at that. So utterly uncontrollably and horrifically. He bends back, so far back that it nearly seems like he's folded himself in half backwards... just for him to SNAP right back and get RIGHT into his face, a full reversal almost.] Y̵O̸U̷'̸R̷E̴ ̶F̸U̴N̸N̸Y̸,̷ ̴Y̷O̵U̷ ̷K̷N̴O̷W̸ ̵T̵H̷A̶T̸?̷ [The runes that appear do not seem to be... normal now. Seemingly 'glitching' into red from their usual green, as if something else is influencing his magic instead of Apocrypha.]
"Then perhaps evidence will sway you? I'm in possession of plenty." Before Dasai has a chance to respond, Zerith is already across the small room and rifling through his desk. From it, he produces a moderate stack of papers which he places down in front of Dasai. Documents, correspondences between Niryna and Zerith, detailed plans all laid out. They were all dated back to when Niryna was in Vivec's custody and...all were extremely convincing.
[As he reads all of these, his eyes peer right back up to Zerith, eyes lidded in a strange almost unknowable expression.] ...Tell me... why would you... show me these exactly? What... use would you have to show me this besides... trying to piss me off.
Real or not. You also realize she loves to double cross. One of the reasons... I LOVE her. [He starts back towards Zerith, only half his face able to be seen in his hunched, leaned over expression. He almost looks straight out of a horror story...]
"Kill me if you must, but it will change nothing. I've only been a placeholder at the head of the collective in her stead while she goes about trying to achieve godhood. After she accomplishes that, do you really expect her to hold up the illusion any longer? You said so yourself, she loves to double cross."
[His hand surging forward, Dasai grasps Zerith with a strangely otherworldly speed. A thump rings through the air as something comes over the demigod. Rage. Defiance.] I... deny that. I know her. More than you now. You're a fool. [There may be a sickening cracking sound coming from him, as his other arm moved so fast it may have... dislodged itself momentarily, just so he can bring Bloodskal into reality and into his hand.]
Instead of fighting back, Zerith just... drew his blade across his own throat. Robbing Dasai of the satisfaction of killing him.
[A strange noise whirrs nearby, and then a crackling. It seems those strange shadows Know. They whisper louder, but they do not come closer. Soon, there is a green glow in the room, soft at first then bright as reality seems to PUNCH a hole through itself. A large hole. And then a tall, darkly dressed form slinks through, hair like long ribbons of pitch black darkness dangling from him.] Hello Z̴e̸r̶i̵t̴h̸.
@unsilent-executioner
Startled into action, Zerith jumped from his seat and moved away to put some distance between them. Brandishing his sword in front of him, he fixed Dasai with a steely glare. "Who are you?"
[The stare he gives Zerith would send a chill down most man or mer- hells even BEAST-- alike, the icy blues being the only source of light that comes from the pale, dark figure as he slowly makes his way towards the other.] I am... someone. Someone who... worked with you once, though it was all a lie. Someone who... stole your leader away before you.. took the reigns. [A smile cracks across his face, something more sinister than ever before. The Sleepers around whisper more, and in that moment; the third eye mark glows a sinister red. As if it is an eye itself, yet not.] But, just call me Dasai.
A flash of recognition sparked in Zerith's eyes and he lowered his weapon briefly. "You're him then, I suppose. Her pet. I've been expecting you. Why don't we sit and have a talk? There are some things you should be made aware of."
Such as... you being her ex husband? That you... both aren't formally... split? Oh, I know plenty, but go ahead... Inform me. [He does not move to 'sit' as the man asks, he would not succumb to his whims. He is not the one in charge here, Dasai is, and he will make him know that.]
"That is...one thing. But no. She intends to betray you. She has been since the beginning."
[Dasai just starts to laugh at that. So utterly uncontrollably and horrifically. He bends back, so far back that it nearly seems like he's folded himself in half backwards... just for him to SNAP right back and get RIGHT into his face, a full reversal almost.] Y̵O̸U̷'̸R̷E̴ ̶F̸U̴N̸N̸Y̸,̷ ̴Y̷O̵U̷ ̷K̷N̴O̷W̸ ̵T̵H̷A̶T̸?̷ [The runes that appear do not seem to be... normal now. Seemingly 'glitching' into red from their usual green, as if something else is influencing his magic instead of Apocrypha.]
"Then perhaps evidence will sway you? I'm in possession of plenty." Before Dasai has a chance to respond, Zerith is already across the small room and rifling through his desk. From it, he produces a moderate stack of papers which he places down in front of Dasai. Documents, correspondences between Niryna and Zerith, detailed plans all laid out. They were all dated back to when Niryna was in Vivec's custody and...all were extremely convincing.
[As he reads all of these, his eyes peer right back up to Zerith, eyes lidded in a strange almost unknowable expression.] ...Tell me... why would you... show me these exactly? What... use would you have to show me this besides... trying to piss me off.
Real or not. You also realize she loves to double cross. One of the reasons... I LOVE her. [He starts back towards Zerith, only half his face able to be seen in his hunched, leaned over expression. He almost looks straight out of a horror story...]
"Kill me if you must, but it will change nothing. I've only been a placeholder at the head of the collective in her stead while she goes about trying to achieve godhood. After she accomplishes that, do you really expect her to hold up the illusion any longer? You said so yourself, she loves to double cross."
[A strange noise whirrs nearby, and then a crackling. It seems those strange shadows Know. They whisper louder, but they do not come closer. Soon, there is a green glow in the room, soft at first then bright as reality seems to PUNCH a hole through itself. A large hole. And then a tall, darkly dressed form slinks through, hair like long ribbons of pitch black darkness dangling from him.] Hello Z̴e̸r̶i̵t̴h̸.
@unsilent-executioner
Startled into action, Zerith jumped from his seat and moved away to put some distance between them. Brandishing his sword in front of him, he fixed Dasai with a steely glare. "Who are you?"
[The stare he gives Zerith would send a chill down most man or mer- hells even BEAST-- alike, the icy blues being the only source of light that comes from the pale, dark figure as he slowly makes his way towards the other.] I am... someone. Someone who... worked with you once, though it was all a lie. Someone who... stole your leader away before you.. took the reigns. [A smile cracks across his face, something more sinister than ever before. The Sleepers around whisper more, and in that moment; the third eye mark glows a sinister red. As if it is an eye itself, yet not.] But, just call me Dasai.
A flash of recognition sparked in Zerith's eyes and he lowered his weapon briefly. "You're him then, I suppose. Her pet. I've been expecting you. Why don't we sit and have a talk? There are some things you should be made aware of."
Such as... you being her ex husband? That you... both aren't formally... split? Oh, I know plenty, but go ahead... Inform me. [He does not move to 'sit' as the man asks, he would not succumb to his whims. He is not the one in charge here, Dasai is, and he will make him know that.]
"That is...one thing. But no. She intends to betray you. She has been since the beginning."
[Dasai just starts to laugh at that. So utterly uncontrollably and horrifically. He bends back, so far back that it nearly seems like he's folded himself in half backwards... just for him to SNAP right back and get RIGHT into his face, a full reversal almost.] Y̵O̸U̷'̸R̷E̴ ̶F̸U̴N̸N̸Y̸,̷ ̴Y̷O̵U̷ ̷K̷N̴O̷W̸ ̵T̵H̷A̶T̸?̷ [The runes that appear do not seem to be... normal now. Seemingly 'glitching' into red from their usual green, as if something else is influencing his magic instead of Apocrypha.]
"Then perhaps evidence will sway you? I'm in possession of plenty." Before Dasai has a chance to respond, Zerith is already across the small room and rifling through his desk. From it, he produces a moderate stack of papers which he places down in front of Dasai. Documents, correspondences between Niryna and Zerith, detailed plans all laid out. They were all dated back to when Niryna was in Vivec's custody and...all were extremely convincing.
[A strange noise whirrs nearby, and then a crackling. It seems those strange shadows Know. They whisper louder, but they do not come closer. Soon, there is a green glow in the room, soft at first then bright as reality seems to PUNCH a hole through itself. A large hole. And then a tall, darkly dressed form slinks through, hair like long ribbons of pitch black darkness dangling from him.] Hello Z̴e̸r̶i̵t̴h̸.
@unsilent-executioner
Startled into action, Zerith jumped from his seat and moved away to put some distance between them. Brandishing his sword in front of him, he fixed Dasai with a steely glare. "Who are you?"
[The stare he gives Zerith would send a chill down most man or mer- hells even BEAST-- alike, the icy blues being the only source of light that comes from the pale, dark figure as he slowly makes his way towards the other.] I am... someone. Someone who... worked with you once, though it was all a lie. Someone who... stole your leader away before you.. took the reigns. [A smile cracks across his face, something more sinister than ever before. The Sleepers around whisper more, and in that moment; the third eye mark glows a sinister red. As if it is an eye itself, yet not.] But, just call me Dasai.
A flash of recognition sparked in Zerith's eyes and he lowered his weapon briefly. "You're him then, I suppose. Her pet. I've been expecting you. Why don't we sit and have a talk? There are some things you should be made aware of."
Such as... you being her ex husband? That you... both aren't formally... split? Oh, I know plenty, but go ahead... Inform me. [He does not move to 'sit' as the man asks, he would not succumb to his whims. He is not the one in charge here, Dasai is, and he will make him know that.]
"That is...one thing. But no. She intends to betray you. She has been since the beginning."
[A strange noise whirrs nearby, and then a crackling. It seems those strange shadows Know. They whisper louder, but they do not come closer. Soon, there is a green glow in the room, soft at first then bright as reality seems to PUNCH a hole through itself. A large hole. And then a tall, darkly dressed form slinks through, hair like long ribbons of pitch black darkness dangling from him.] Hello Z̴e̸r̶i̵t̴h̸.
@unsilent-executioner
Startled into action, Zerith jumped from his seat and moved away to put some distance between them. Brandishing his sword in front of him, he fixed Dasai with a steely glare. "Who are you?"
[The stare he gives Zerith would send a chill down most man or mer- hells even BEAST-- alike, the icy blues being the only source of light that comes from the pale, dark figure as he slowly makes his way towards the other.] I am... someone. Someone who... worked with you once, though it was all a lie. Someone who... stole your leader away before you.. took the reigns. [A smile cracks across his face, something more sinister than ever before. The Sleepers around whisper more, and in that moment; the third eye mark glows a sinister red. As if it is an eye itself, yet not.] But, just call me Dasai.
A flash of recognition sparked in Zerith's eyes and he lowered his weapon briefly. "You're him then, I suppose. Her pet. I've been expecting you. Why don't we sit and have a talk? There are some things you should be made aware of."
[A strange noise whirrs nearby, and then a crackling. It seems those strange shadows Know. They whisper louder, but they do not come closer. Soon, there is a green glow in the room, soft at first then bright as reality seems to PUNCH a hole through itself. A large hole. And then a tall, darkly dressed form slinks through, hair like long ribbons of pitch black darkness dangling from him.] Hello Z̴e̸r̶i̵t̴h̸.
@unsilent-executioner
Startled into action, Zerith jumped from his seat and moved away to put some distance between them. Brandishing his sword in front of him, he fixed Dasai with a steely glare. "Who are you?"
[Strange whispers come about Zerith's abode, most incomprehensible and distant. Shadows darting just outside, but only in the corner of his eye.]
Zerith jolted right out of his light sleep at the first sound of the whispers. He'd been alert and on edge since the news of the target on his daughter's back; there had been many sleepless nights where he'd worried about her safety with that Altmer stranger.
Whirling around, he tried to locate the origin of the whispers, squinting to focus his eyes in the darkness of his dimly lit cabin.
