Toxikyle

Mirkrilaar

*You get a bad feeling about the room. There are 10 draugr tombs arranged in a circle in the center. The ceiling looks weak and cracked. There is a bone on a pedestal dead center in the room.*

"Well, this doesn't look at all like suicide," Perlos muttered sarcastically. Erring on the side of caution, he picked up a chunk of rock, and lobbed it at a draugr toumb. It made a dull thud that reverberated through the large room.

*You hear draugr noises from inside the tombs, but they remain closed.*

*Delves-in-books looks at his map. There is a unexplored, marked ruin about 2 hours away.*

Delves-in-books (to the others in the camp): "Let's start to pack up camp; we leave in 1 hour."

*Sheeva, the mage; Keerus, the mercenary; Moves-in-shaows, the former thief; and Delves-in-books all begin to pack up camp.*

Mindahdeinmaar

*Delves-in-books looks at his map. There is a unexplored, marked ruin about 2 hours away.*

Delves-in-books (to the others in the camp): "Let's start to pack up camp; we leave in 1 hour."

*Sheeva, the mage; Keerus, the mercenary; Moves-in-shaows, the former thief; and Delves-in-books all begin to pack up camp.*

(What province of Tamriel are you in anyways?)

DovahKiinZaan

*Dinok follows the path*

"Any potions?  No? Typical, restoration, the one school I ignored"

*The path way turns right.*

*Dinok looks around for potions*

"Really? No potions?"

(First post on an rp here, it's a lot different than what I'm used to haha. My character is in Elsweyr btw)

*Dar'jhay the Khajiit bounty hunter stares at the bounty he was given by a wandering. black-robed man. He glances at his lucky amulet. It is the shape of a dragon's head from the front with sapphires for eyes*

"Dragon bone hunting, eh? Sounds fun. Yes, this one would like to go bone hunting."

*He puts 100 lockpicks, some clothes, a pair of boots, a tiny amount of moon sugar, a map of Tamriel, some bottled water and enough food to last a few days in a bag. He puts the bag on his shoulder and straps a glass dagger to his belt, out of sight. He leaves his house, locking the door after him*

Mirkrilaar

Toxikyle

Mirkrilaar

*You get a bad feeling about the room. There are 10 draugr tombs arranged in a circle in the center. The ceiling looks weak and cracked. There is a bone on a pedestal dead center in the room.*

"Well, this doesn't look at all like suicide," Perlos muttered sarcastically. Erring on the side of caution, he picked up a chunk of rock, and lobbed it at a draugr toumb. It made a dull thud that reverberated through the large room.

*You hear draugr noises from inside the tombs, but they remain closed.*

"Gotta be quick," Perlos whispered. He dashed out into the middle of the room and grabbed the bone.

DovahKiinZaan

*Dinok looks around for potions*

"Really? No potions?"

*The path turns into a large dining room. There's is potions of all sorts on the shelf, food on the table and a fireplace on the wall.*

Toxikyle

Mirkrilaar

Toxikyle

Mirkrilaar

*You get a bad feeling about the room. There are 10 draugr tombs arranged in a circle in the center. The ceiling looks weak and cracked. There is a bone on a pedestal dead center in the room.*

"Well, this doesn't look at all like suicide," Perlos muttered sarcastically. Erring on the side of caution, he picked up a chunk of rock, and lobbed it at a draugr toumb. It made a dull thud that reverberated through the large room.

*You hear draugr noises from inside the tombs, but they remain closed.*

"Gotta be quick," Perlos whispered. He dashed out into the middle of the room and grabbed the bone.

*The pedestal presses down. It unlocks the tombs and all 10 draugr come out. Instead of Nordic armor, they're wearing Alik'r clothing. One draugr is a deathlord.*

"

*He shouts at the cracked ceiling and it breaks. Sand starts to pour in.*

*Dinok drinks some potions, stores others*

DovahKiinZaan

*Dinok drinks some potions, stores others*

*The path goes right. Down the dining hall.*

*Dinok swaggers down the path, ready for a trap*

DovahKiinZaan

*Dinok swaggers down the path, ready for a trap*

 

*You step over a pressure plate. A door lies in front.*

*Dinok opens the door, unaware of the pressure plate*

"I wonder what's coming up"

DovahKiinZaan

*Dinok opens the door, unaware of the pressure plate*

"I wonder what's coming up"

*A spike ball swings down at you. It hits you in the head.*