Rules:

1) Nothing sexual.

2) You can have as many characters as you want, but never control another user's character.

If you did not read the description, this is a sequel to A New Destiny . . . a New Legend, so I reccomend you skim through to get the basic idea of what is going on.

The Story:

The waters of Valenwood have been corrupted. The corruption is causing the Bosmer  and those who live in Valendwood, to turn into Dark Creatures, that require Human/Mer/Beastfolk flesh to live. The waters must be purified . . . but how?

Akatosh: Nirn has need thee.

Me: Of course, Auri-El.

My soul dropped to the forests of Valenwood. It materialized into a body, I wore my normal robes, gauntlets and boots, but I wore a black hooded cloak that hid my features from others.

Around the area was crawling black fleshed Wood Elves, Wood Orcs, and others. Their eyes were glowing white and their teeth sharper than ever. Their nails had been replaced with claws.

I was at home, when I suddenly get a hunch that Sauriil is back. I head to Valenwood.

I am going to be 2 characters, husband and wife, but, like you said, nothing sexual.

Name: Jha'kal

Gender: Male

Race: Khajiit

Class: Thief

Specalization: Nightingale

Weapons: Daggers, claws

Name: Kha'jal

Gender: Female

Race: Khajiit

Class: Thief

Specalization: Nightingale

Weapons: Daggers, claws

Jha'kal is the leader of the nightingales while Kha'jal has recentely joined.

*Kha'jal appears behind you and puts her daggers to your back*

"What are you?" she says

*Jha'kal exits the woods clapping slowly*

"I was wondering that myself, but nice entrance Kha'jal" Jha'kal says in a rugged tone.

"I know, it was great." Kha'jal says in a playful tone.

'Leave this place, mortals. It is not safe.' I swiftly grab the dagger and pin Kha'jal to the ground. Before he could do anything I cast Paralysis on Jha'kal. 'Nor is it safe to attack me. No worries, it will wear off soon enough.'

(Ja'khal will still be able to speak.)

Name: Makor gro-Baroth

Gender: Male

Race: Orc

Class: Warrior

Affliation: The Orcish Union (king), Champion of Malacath

Weapons: Baroth ancestral sword (the sword look like this, the greatsword, and the hilt looks like this), Volendrung, crossbow (looks like this)

(Also do not forget that the counter-attack revealed my eyes, which involves my sclera and pupil glowing orange, and my iris glowing a light teal.)

"You know Kha'jal, you could've been faster," Jha'kal said to Kha'jal

*Kha'jal struggles to move free but she is too inexperienced*

*But Jha'kal isn't, he activates a potion that he used before and un paralyzes himself*

"This one admts, he know's you are strong, he wont fight, please release my beloved, she I my sun to the desert that is my heart." Jha'kal says.

(i can't understand what you are saying)

I release Kha'jal. 'Very well. But you mus--'

A migrane hits me, unexpectedly. They are part of the prophecy.

'Both of you must come with me.'

"Uh, this one does not understand" Kha'jal says with an inquiring tone.

"Didn't you see this one's eyes? Lets go with this one." Jha'kal says sternly.

I see Sauriil a few meters ahead of me.

"Sauriil? Is that you?"

"Do these people know each other?"

"Sauriil and I have known eachother since the soul tear."

(how long has it bean since the first one?)

(i used be in the first thread, New legend . . . new destiny, so did zork)