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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Jul 13, 2007 13:27:07 GMT -5
Jaster leans back in one of the chairs in his large house that his generous parent's had bought him for his eighteenth birthday.
The stone walls and wooden floors were the best in Tamriel, and his house was right next door to the Skingrad Mage's and Fighter's Guilds, borh of which he was a deovted member of.
His sword lay near the front door with his coat which hung on an expensive looking coat rack.
Jaster walked upstairs, past the balcony, and up to the third floor, where his bedroom and study was located. He went over to one of his mahogany bookcases that held part of his book collection, picked up Items of Tamrielic Lore and began to read.
~Mehrune's Razor
Mehrune's Razor is a small dagger said to be kept in close possession by the Mythic Dawn daedric cult. The dagger was enchanted to worship Mehrune himself, the evil daedric god of destruction. The dagger is said to be able to kill any beast in a single swipe using it's dark enchanted magic.
~Boots of Springheel Jak
These magical boots were last seen in the possesion of Jak himself, over three hundred years ago. The boots allowed the wearer to jump to normally unreachable heights and survive any fall. Their current location is unknown
~Goldbrand
A katana shaped sword made of solid gold, it holds the power of fire in it's thin blade. Legend has it that this sword is given as a reward to whoever can survive the daedric god Boethia to the victor of his tournament of ten bloods, where one person of every race is pitted against one another. The holder of Goldbrand is currently unknown.
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Jul 15, 2007 10:34:47 GMT -5
Suddenly a flash of lightning lit up the house, and Jaster put his book down and went downstairs, making sure all the windows were shut. He couldn't afford all that rain getting on his wood floors at all..
After checking the windows, grabbed his coat and sword and moved them upstairs with the rest of his gear, he wasn't exploring anytime soon..
I really needed good weather so I could hike to Lipsand Tarn..it's like two hours from Skingrad. Oh well, I guess I'll have to wait until tomorrow..
With this thought, he settles back into a chair and remembers a stroy he was told when he was young: A story about a half dragon, half elf race that had ruled a large amount of territory in the Jerral and the Valus ranges. The story had said that they all had left the region, leaving only two behind..but he didn't beleive they had left. Why leave a vast kingdom to rival the Imperial City and it's White Gold tower? But these ideas couldn't help him any. All he needed was some good swordsman training and a good Ayleid Ruin to raid.
Maybe I'll get enough Septims from the ruin that I can afford to go watch an Arena match..but then again, I'd need travel to the Imperial City, not to mention a place to stay. And aren't their rumors of a theive's guild or something that operates the most there? Sounds absurd, but people do get robbed every now and then.
Jaster leaned back on his chair and let the sound of the rain on the roof of his house filter through his thoughts and calm his nerves of any ideas of theives and money, even the dangers of robbing an Ayleid Ruin.
Everything will work out tomorrow..
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Jul 15, 2007 20:15:08 GMT -5
The next day * * * Jaster wakes up in his large bed, and notices the rain had turned into a light drizzle that was going to be easy to travel and put up with. He looks at the sky and notices that he's slept halfway through the day Dang!! I better hurry! If I get to Lipsard Tarn too late, the creatures- or whatever lives there- might be awake!Jaster hurridley ran downstairs, grabbing his grey and yellow coat and hat on the way, also picking up his sword in the process. I gotta hurry!!He rushes out the door of his house, heading for the gates, and nearly runs into a cart. Instead, he manages to vault over it, cutting it in half with his sword he had carelessly held in his hand, not noticing where the blade was. But he never heard the cry of "My cabbages!!", he had already run out the gate of the city and up to the feilds beyond. *Jaster has left for Lipsard Tarn* |
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Jan 26, 2008 17:20:22 GMT -5
*Jaster and Kaina arrive in Skingrad*
Jaster opens up the large wooden door to his manor house, which he barely ever lives in.
"Well Kaina, this is my house..sort of large..but comfy."
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Post by Sienna Cross on Jan 26, 2008 17:33:37 GMT -5
She walks into the house wideyed."Wow............this is...............so........cool!!"Kaina dropped her things then she and the wyrm ,who has gained the name Wygar((vygar ish how you say it)), instantly started exploring the great place.Wygar happily found the ktchen and set to work exploring its cabinets and pantry while Kaina went upsatirs and found a giant bed and jumped on it."It's so comfy....."she said quietly.
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Jan 26, 2008 21:09:03 GMT -5
Jaster smiled happily.
"I'm glad you like it. My parents are sort of wealthy.."
Jaster pulled over a chair and sat down at a desk beside his bed and took the whole room into view, his eyes finally stopping and resting on Kaina.
"Skingrad is a pretty neat city.."
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Post by Sienna Cross on Jan 27, 2008 14:03:23 GMT -5
"REally I've never been here before...I tend to stay away from large cities like this....."she said sitting up.A loud crash could be heard coming from downstairs."Wygar is gonna mess up your kitchen, you know tyhat right?"
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Jan 27, 2008 19:02:22 GMT -5
Jaster's eyes widened.
"Oh great...the kitchen is two floors down..."
He smiles.
"Let's see, I can either go save my kitchen or stay up here talking to you..."
Jaster doesn't seem like he's going to get up anytime soon.
"I wonder which I'll choose," he says, grinning.
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Post by Sienna Cross on Jan 28, 2008 20:17:37 GMT -5
KAina smiled and laid back on the bed.She stared up at the ceiling with a calm, dreamy look in her eyes.
Meanwhile, Wygar was downstairs scooting around the floor with a bowl over his head.
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Jan 28, 2008 20:19:14 GMT -5
(  ) "Well, I'm glad you like my house...I hope it doesn't weird you out that I'm rich or anything..." Jaster reclined in his seat, but was still wearing his ever-loved coat. Wow, she's beautiful... He thought to himself. |
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Post by Sienna Cross on Jan 28, 2008 20:35:12 GMT -5
"No.....not really......."she said closing her eyes."It's just......most of the richer people from where I come from want me dead..."she added in a much quieter voice.Another bang could be heard from downstairs.
The insane little wyrm has freed himself from the clutches of the once mighty bowl but has now fallen into a teacup , in his great expidition to find somehting to eat.The teacup is stuck on his back like a turtle shell.
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Jan 28, 2008 20:37:08 GMT -5
"Is everything okay...? I know you haven't told me much of your past, but I care for you.."
Jaster got up from the chair and sat at the side of the bed Kaina was laying on.
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Post by Sienna Cross on Jan 28, 2008 20:47:45 GMT -5
"Yeah....I'm fine..."she looked up at Jaster and smiled.
Wygar scuttled arond the cabinet he was in and fell off the edge to the 3 inches to the floor.The teacup broke and he quickly decided to go to another room.He scurried a few feet,in a way only wyrms can, to the pantry.He pushed the door open with his nose.His eyes gazed around the room in amazement of the food filled room and he quickly set to work on a piece of salted meat.
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Post by Aeric Ecrai on Jan 28, 2008 20:49:07 GMT -5
((Not Jaster's prized meat! Lol =P))
"Are you sure...?" Jaster scooted closer to Kaina.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to.."
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Post by Sienna Cross on Jan 28, 2008 20:54:01 GMT -5
She sat up adn rested her head against his back."I'll be fine......."she said quietly.Kaina closed her eyes and sat there silently.
Wygar has now conquered over the meat and is now moving to a piece of bread...more so of a loaf of bread but whose keeping track anyways??
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