Execution Block

[Snowfrost]

The light died down and Mathelar stood with his eyes closed; his fur was now a mixture of White, Black, and Brown; his clothes were the same he had as IT controlled the body, his eyes were still the same color except with a tint of crimson red on the outlines of the gold.

Mathelar opened his eyes as the swordsman leaned on the wall after his 'lightshow' comment, and saw the same marks that were now in his face, go down his face and then arm. His body then collapsed against the wall, the swordsman lay with his back against the wall, a sort of a glazed look coming out of his open eyes.

Mathelar then turned to the crowd that now stood in front of him; The Elder Council with their bodyguards were in the front. While The Nerevarine & and The Mane, were besides them. Also besides these two groups, were Quol, Mokkie, and Arthas.

Sighing to himself, he walked up to his friends, "Quol...Take care of Mokkie, and Arthas" he said before Quol grabbed his shoulders, "Mathelar, you can't mean..." he left the sentence unfinished. "No, but I will not my friends to suffer due to my actions...I'm a criminal now Quol, I killed those soldiers in revenge of the Khajiit village, there's nothing I can do for the both of you, if you get caught" he said as Mokkie started getting teary-eyed.

Quol gulped and nodded, he himself getting teary-eyed yet holding back. "Quol know that I love you like a brother" he said as they embraced, patting each other on the back. Mathelar got out of the embrace and then turned to Mokkie, "Likewise, take care of this big lug and your child, Mokkie...Know that I love you like my sister" he said before giving her a hug, as she started crying. Mathelar got out of the embrace and then turned to Arthas, "Grow up and be someone that will make you and your parents filled with pride, Champ" he said as the baby gurgled, as if saying 'yes'.

Mathelar then turned, his whole demeanor cold yet kind, he was doing everything in his power to refrain himself from out right crying. He then started walking towards the Elder Council.

[Snowfrost]

In front of the Elder Council, bodyguards ready for everything, was Mathelar. For a few tense seconds, both parties stared at each other until Mathelar broke the eery silence.

"I know you can't consider me a special case or give me a pardon, for that would be unjust to both the 'Empire' and the victims families or relatives from both the army I myself decimated sans the general, and the Deutosch Village's decimation from my...Other" he paused to gain his breath, "But! I want to clear somethings on the issue on my friends...

Number 1! They had nothing to do with neither incident. Number 2! They are to not be given trial because of their connections with me. Number 3, they are to be left alone by the Empire and if attacked just to draw me out, I WILL come out and massacre the one who attacked them" he paused again.

"Wait, Snowfrost!!" yelled a voice besides Mathelar, who in turn, turned to the speaker. For it was the Nerevarine; said important Khajiit had Crimson Orange Fur, his blackish mane made into dreadlocks, purple eyes, wearing black leather pants, along with grey gloves with slits for his claws, barechested. As well as the The Mane, who was the epitome of a priest, a simple orange-ish robe, with a brown wood pine staff.

Raising an eyebrow at the Khajiits, he voiced his question, "Who are you?" as one of the Elders slapped his forehead.

[Bastian Farix]

((If you're waiting for me to post, I'm probably not going to any time soon. XD If I see an opening, I probably will post, though. ))

[Snowfrost]

"They are the two of the Khajiit race leaders. The Nerevarine, the resurrected Dunmer General and hero, Nerevar. The Mane, the Spiritual High Priest of your religion, and Leader of the Khajiit homeland, Elsweyr!!" yelled the Elder who had slapped his forehead.

Realization dawned upon Mathelar, two of the most important figures of the Khajiit race was right in front of him. Nonetheless he hardly bowed to neither, he would stand as an equal, not a follower. "Tell me, esteemed figures, why are you here? Is it because of me?" Mathelar asked, as The Nerevarine grinned in response.

[Snowfrost]

"Yes, Snowfrost. Because of you we are here, to prevent an incident between races" said The Mane, as The Nerevarine nodded. Mathelar looked between The Elder Council, and the two Khajiit's in front of him.

"Are you stop me from escaping?" he asked, as The Mane and The Nerevarine nodded. "Even though I don't really follow Imperial law, for the sake of grieving families" The Nerevarine started, as The Mane continued, "You must follow the execution through, sad as the circumstances of the incident involving the Count of Bruma and Lord Zaoz...

You must understand that I would like nothing more than to see Lord Zaoz imprisoned for his crime, but you must see that Lord Zaoz is a Dunmer native from Morrowind, and specified that if he was to be the liaison between Morrowind and the Empire, was that he would be allowed to take his all slaves into his new Estate in Cyrodiil" continued The Nerevarine. "Understand Mathelar, that regardless of his crime, he is a exception because he has Diplomatic Immunity between races" finished The Nerevarine.

"So what?! Leave that idiot alive?! And what of-" "And of the Army you decimated, they were only following orders" Interrupted an Elder. "Excuses!!! They killed my kind in Cold blood!! That army deserved IT!!!!!!" Mathelar snarled, as The Nerevarine sighed.

"Your not making this any easier than it is Snowfrost" he said, "Why should I make it any easier!" Mathelar yelled. "Please Snowfrost, for the sake of your friends, lay down your arms" said The Mane as he twirled his staff in preparation. "Listen to the old man, Snowfrost, lay down your arms" repeated The Nerevarine as his claws grew longer, ebony shining from the Sun.

Mathelar looked between the groups now surrounding him, frowned, and glared at both groups. "Remember this, esteemed Elder Council, Nerevarine, and Mane...You will not capture me alive, for I still have several goals to finish, alas if I will be captured, It's because I am already dead" Mathelar said before dissapearing from sight.

[Snowfrost]

Mathelar appeared on the top of a nearby roof top, his gear ready. "This is not the last time we will meet...Elder Council, Mane, Nerevarine" he said glaring at them, "Keep me marked as a criminal, it'll keep me on my toes, and for added measure up my bounty, for it will save needless death by my hands by self defense" he said as he turned, tears hinting at his eyes. "Quol, Mokkie, Arthas...Goodbye" he said before jumping to another rooftop and continued roof jumping before he escaped the Imperial City...

[Snowfrost]

((Important A/N: The Mane and the Nerevarine are now up for grabs for anyone to use them, but please send me a PM to organize schedules between people, as it will make my life and yours easier, and to prevent people using them at the same time. And as such, to prevent needless care of these very important people of the Khajiit race, they must have a believable reason as to why their there, and must be involved for the following reasongs: anything involving Politcs; For the Mane, anything involving Elsweyr; and For the Nerevarine, anything involving Morrowind. End note.))

[Bastian Farix]

Riko continued to sit against the wall, dazed from the amount of energy the demon had used. It hadn't been that bad of a fight; so why did he feel so tired?
What are they saying? he wondered to himself.
[glow=red,2,300]The Khajit that was being executed just told them to leave his friends alone and escaped over the rooftops when they tried to arrest him.[/glow]
Why are they trying to arrest him?
[glow=red,2,300]Apparently, he killed a whole bunch of people and wiped out most of the Imperial Army, minus one commander.[/glow]
...Whoa.
[glow=red,2,300]If I weren't stuck with you, I would be able to do just as much.[/glow]
Yeah, yeah...hang on, how did you catch all of that?! I can hardly keep myself conscious!
[glow=red,2,300]My power may be limited by your body, but I'm completely unaffected by your pain.[/glow]
Good for you. And so Riko sat there, oblivious to the world (for the most part).

[Snowfrost]

Meanwhile...

"Sir" whispered a voice in the ebony darkness of the room, "Yes?" asked another voice. "HE has awakened" responded the ghostly voice, "Excellent, where is he headed?" asked the other voice.

A light flickered to life and shone upon Eedgray's crazed look on his face, "He is headed here, my subtle manipulations to his sense of direction is bringing him here as planned, albeit with delays" said the ghostly voice as Eedgray stared at the wall. The Onyx werewolf pushed himself from the wall, kneeling in front of Eedgray. "What of our sleeper agents?" asked Eedgray, the werewolf looked at his master, "Abandoned at the Imperial City, m'lord" he answered.

Eedgray smirked, "Bring them here, it is time to bring this charade full circle" he said as his eyes lead them to a certain picture hanging from the wall.

[Snowfrost]

((Important A/N: To those reading and to Riko Zerame, the army Mathelar decimated was not the entire Imperial Army, as that would be physically and inhumanely impossible seeing as the Imperial Army uses different tactics, tactics that a Khajiit Werewolf hybrid would even be hard pressed to get around or penetrate. As well as the Imperial Army is or must be 10 or 100 times bigger than the Army Mathelar decimated.

The army Mathelar decimated was a small amount of Bruma's guards and the rest were guards from Lord Zaoz, so the army would be around 5,000 soldiers in general or half that number. The General was of Bruma's garrison, and was part of the small amount Bruma's Count lent to Zaoz for his excursion, that is something I'm 100% sure of.))

[Snowfrost]

Back in the Imperial City

The Onyx Werewolf appeared from the darkness of an alley near the Execution Block, his intent on finding the sleeper agents Eedgray had trained from birth for his plans.

Slowly the shadows started weaving him clothing from the darkest color and material the shadows could ever weave; the Onyx werewolf now wore a long robe that parted in the middle allowing for maximum speed when needed, long loose fitting leather pants, a hood that shadowed his face, leather gloves, and a cowl that shielded his snout in case any of the citizens of the Imperial city knew what a Werewolf look liked.

He immediately took off, in search of the sleeper agents that Eedgray would need to finish his plan, but he searched with caution as there was a group that knew about Eedgray's plan, and were intent on stopping him.

[Bastian Farix]

Hours later, long after everyone had left, Riko wakes up groggily, not having even realized he had nodded off.
Where did everyone go.
[glow=red,2,300]They left hours ago, about ten seconds after you nodded off. You are pathetic.[/glow]
Blah blah blah, whatever. He stands up, and then grimaces as his body catches up with his missed meals.
Well, at least I know what to do next.
[glow=red,2,300]Exellent work. Your genius astounds me.[/glow]
Ignoring this, Riko heads off to find something to eat.