I care only for the scrimitars, Bloodscythe and Soulrender.

"so what are those weapons? and is there anything else good i can find in there"

"Gold, Armor, and weapons are all that I know are there. Are we all ready to travel?"

"yes, lets head out"

*we start leaving with our steeds

"This will be fun."

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Alduin The World Eater

*Rides up on a black horse with wings crossing their path and looks at them long black hair reaching hands and only kept out of face by a golden elven circlet*

Where are you heading if I may ask? *Blinks sharp red eyes*

"Solthstiem, my friends here say theres tresure"

*gives a slight laugh* If you want real tresure why do you think Morrowind would be the place for it? I would say Cyrodiil or Skyrim would be best for tresure.

*holds out hand and black hair turns red and eyes turn amber* Names Erindil Athiane by the way I'm a high elf I'm on my way to Cyrodiil to visit a friend... well a dark elf mage who can fix my curse really.

"Curse, from whom? May i ask" *I glanced at his change in apperance, "we might as well travle to Cyrodiil and Skyrim as well, but let us get the tresure here first"

*turns horse* well I was cursed by a necromaner I think? *shrugs* Well who ever it was I'm getting this curse lifted it's gone on for atleast 4 years now and I'm sick of it I look like Alduin when I'm like that... Who would want to look like a dead dragon *rolls eyes* not me

*an odd nord clad in daedric armor is leaning against a partially collapsed wall* such a strange group of individuals. You lot would do well to stay away from this place. a bunch of milk-drnkers aren't exactly welcome beyond this point.

Tezoth the Inferno

*an odd nord clad in daedric armor is leaning against a partially collapsed wall* such a strange group of individuals. You lot would do well to stay away from this place. a bunch of milk-drnkers aren't exactly welcome beyond this point.

(you do realize this rp hasnt been posted on since april right? :P)

Maarstrunah

*Flys down and lands in front of the travelers shaking the earth* Greetings joor, *I stare at the horse as if hungry* it sounds like you have a problem... I may assist... For a price *i give an terrorfying grin*

*notices the newcomers* "milk drinkers you say?" zane says nonamused *throws dagger past the nords head missing by an inch* "if you want a bunch of lazy milk drinkers, youve come to the wrong bar, buddy" walks slowly and rougly bumps shoulders and retreves the dagger from the wall behind*

(XD i know this thread has been neglected, but id like to get it back up and running if we can)