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originally posted in:Arsinar And Omolon
8/28/2015 3:45:17 AM
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[b][i]Family Matters.[/i][/b]
[b]Sakeerius grabbed his gear, wearing his appropriately modified Dragonscale reinforced Daedric Armor, his Dawnbreaker gently bouncing off his right thigh as he walked, the weapon on his left, his own sword named Duskbringer was shaped of a mix of Glass, Daedric and Dragonbone. A very fine enchanted sword, every piece of his gear contained Sthalrim dust, making it even more resistant. He mounted his horse.[/b]
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[i]Valon approaches Sakeerius with his Dwemer sword sheathed on his left thigh with a modified crossbow on his wrist. He's wearing Dwemer armor - a lot thinner but still durable - with a shield mounted on his back. He mounts his horse and signals to Sakeerius that he is ready to go with his "dog" behind him.[/i]
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[b]the horse galops away from the town, and heads for Bleak Falls Barrow.[/b]
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[spoiler]Sorry for the late reply I had some school today.[/spoiler] [i]As they approach Bleak Falls Barrow Valon looks towards it and notices no movement anywhere near the hollow.[/i] Huh, that's strange I thought he had some folk up there.
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"Me too..." [b]he begins to worry.he dismounts his horse, and rushes to the entrance.[/b] "Yorg?! Yorg!" [b]he calls his name.[/b]
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[i]Only the echo of Sak's voice can be heard. His throne and rooms are gone, like they were never there in the first place.[/i] "Hello?, you there buddy?" Valon shouts as he walks in behind Sakeerius.
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[b]now he really starts to worry.[/b] "Damnit... where is he?"
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"I-I may now where Yorg is, he made a deal with the...god, and he promised that he would help fight in Oblivion whenever the time came if this god would help open a portal."
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"God? Which one?"
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"Um, Molag I think."
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"Molag?! Oh bloody hell..."
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"Do you know if we can get him back?"
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"I have... ties, with Molag. Perhaps we can."
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"Well, if you can have him talk to us maybe we can straighten something out lad."
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"Maybe... how can we summon him?"
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"Lad, I'm just a Dwarf I don't delve into magic this is all up to you."
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"Hmm... let's look further below here. He must have had a way to contact Molag around here..."
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"All I remember him doing was just praying." [b]He walks around the room.[/b]
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[b]he takes a bowl, cuts himself, and pours his blood in it. He kneels and whispers a summoning rite.[/b]
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[b]He backs up slowly a couple feet.[/b]
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[b]he continues his summoning.[/b]
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[b]A purple portal opens up in front of Sak and Molag Bal walks out of it wielding a large bloodied sledge hammer.[/b] "What do you want of me...vampire?"
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"You have someone that belongs to me. I want him back."
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[b]He smiles wide.[/b] "Do you really think that I'll just hand over the man that's winning my war?"
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"Oh Molag... you keep forgetting how I am champion to both you and Meridia. I have things you need, things I can offer."
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[b]His smile fades.[/b] "I don't recall you ever aiding me at all, that's why I go for your friend you love so much. But, seeing as though you are a champion I'll give him back...soon."
