Cyrodiil in Flames [Elder Scroll Forum Roleplaying]

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**supremeoverlordVECT**

after long discussion, the rebel king decided to go. 'too long have the imperials killed our families. too long have they burnedd our villages. now they will be killed and their houses burned. we go by dawn. there will be no haste.
i'll be making sure that we'll get reinforcements!'

with these words, njered and his tribe left to find a place to sleep.

next day, at dawn, njered woke up. there were more rebels then he had ever seen before. the number of rebels in the underground city was at least dubbled.
it probably looked like ten thousend spears, even though it were nor more than 3500 of them....wich is still immense for a rebel army...

'to war!'shouts the rebel king. and soon there was no one left in the giant cave of the rebels.

**Dragonheart**

Are you ready to go i will change my starting place...unless i could leave it...

**JohnnoM**

Name: Garius
Race: Imperial
Age: 20
Male/Female: Male Warrior
Faction: Marauder
Description: A former imperial guard, Garius knows alot about the movements of the trader caravans along the Blue road.
Appereance: Taller than the average man, wild and unshaven look.
Starting place: Outskirts of Cheydinhal.
Weaponry: Old and battered imperial armour, old and batter tower shield and a long sword.

**supremeoverlordVECT**

welcome!
why does every one choose imperial?

**thenoobbomb**

Because they are cool.

**JohnnoM**

That, and if you choose the warrior kind of build, they are pretty damn good.

DIC (lol dic, I meant BIC): Garius walked towards the gates of Cheydinhal, disguised in a ragged, old cloak. He knew that if the guards recognised him he would be sentenced to death. He moved quickly through the crowd walking into the gate and subtly slipped through.

**supremeoverlordVECT**

after a long walk with thousends of rebels, the scouts of njereds tribe spotted a group of about 12 imperial soldiers.
quickly they called the chief, njered and the warriors.
slowly they crept towards the soldiers.
'attack!' whispered the chief.
one by one, the imperials got killed silently, for the warriors of this tribe are ambush masters.
in less then a minute, all the imperials were dead. the road was safe

**JohnnoM**

Garius walked along the dimly lit corridors of the city. It was now nearly midnight, and he was growing weary of being recognised. He saw light from a lantern and hid quickly in the shadows. After the guard was out of sight, he continued walking towards his destination, the Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary.

**thenoobbomb**

the dark brotherhood!

**JohnnoM**

OOC: Yes indeedy. For anyone whos played morrowind, I loved how they randomly jumped you while your sleeping. But of course, you pwn em everytime. Plus, theyre armour pwns.

BIC: Garius unsheathed his sword as he walked along the rooftops. He stood next to a window of the sanctuary. Inside he could two men in brotherhood outfits sitting and talking. He knocked on the window and hid behind the wall (next to the window). The brotherhood guy walked towards the window and opened it. As he did Garius grabbed him and flipped him out of the window. He punched him in the temple and knocked him out. As he turned around the second Brother jumped out of the window at him. He swung his arm around and his fist connected with the mans jaw. He fell the the ground and Garius killed him aswell.

**supremeoverlordVECT**

villages burned and vanished. people died and cattle was set loose, or killed.
that's all there was behind the army of rebels.
'look!' shouts a captain. 'its an imperial town!'

the army stopped and camped. by nightfaal, they attacked. somehow they managed to get into the town.
soon after, smoke was rising. the town was burning. you could hear shouting. and only a few houres later, only ashes, corpses and townwalls remained.

**JohnnoM**

Garius stepped in through the window and looked around. It was a small room with a table and chairs and 2 doors. He put his ear to one and couldnt hear anything. He opened it while hiding behind it and stuck his sword through the gap, no one came out. He looked inside, it was an empty hallway with a staircase at either end and a few doors. He walked to the nearest door and knocked. No one opened it, so he did. Inside was a small room, with a bed and a bookcase. He silently closed the door. He looked around, no one was there. It was quiet, eeriely quiet. He walked to a door at the end of the hall and kicked it open. Inside there were 3 Dark Brotherood members, and a Leader. He readied himself for a fight, this was going to be a tough one.

**thenoobbomb**

Events!

VECT: You find a village happily living, everyone happy life, doing nothing wrong. What will you do, its Imperial..? However, they do let you think about your own family.

JohnnoM: Thee Guards hear noises from the building and decide to take a look about what it is inside. They stumble upon some skeleton guardians of the Dark Brotherhood, and you hear them fighting.

**supremeoverlordVECT**

maybe kill the males, so there will be no chance of them becoming imperial soldiers

**thenoobbomb**

Lets roleplay

**supremeoverlordVECT**

after days of walking some of the men felt something like an eartquake... suddenly the ground started to shake and collapse. it was an underground city and the ground couldn't cary thaat many people
over half of the rebel army was dead

**black templar**

Name: Sam
Race: Human
Age: 21
Male/Female: Male
Faction: Highwaymen
Description: Has humour, born leader and cares for partners.
Appereance:

Starting place: The road about 4 miles from a settlement.
Weaponry: Pistol, sword and 2 daggers

**thenoobbomb**

black templar wrote:Name: Sam
Race: Human
Age: 21
Male/Female: Male
Faction: Highwaymen
Description: Has humour, born leader and cares for partners.
Appereance:
Starting place: The road about 4 miles from a settlement.
Weaponry: Pistol, sword and 2 daggers

Welcome

**black templar**

**black templar**

Sam sat in his hide-out with a pint of ale and his partner in crime Emma they had first meet when they tried to rob each-other.
"This been a boring week the only trader we've robbed was that clothes sales man and there has been no hit jobs." Said Emma. Sam finished his ale.
"Come lets go into the settlement you still got those clothes?" Said Sam.
"Yer."Replied Emma
"Lets go sell them to the settlement." Sam said with a smile.

**supremeoverlordVECT**

many were dead, but Njered etire tribe survived. the army was weakened. only abou 200 men left. it was a disaster.
even with thousends of rebels of orcs, nords and other, it was almost impossible to defeat the imperial armies. now this small part was left. only some orcs and nords.
'thank God, we survived' says njered. 'we could have been dead.' 'But wwe aren't! and now we dont have enough men to defeat them!' interrupted the chief.'but we will go on! as long as we are here, and imperials are here, we keep on slaying them, untill our last breath. this is not the day for us to stop them. The Rebels will rule this planet!'
and with this, his speech ended and the men left followed him to the next villages.

**thenoobbomb**

'Move!' Peter ordered,his men following. He had gained command of 100 veteran soldiers, as there were sightings of rebels. They had followed them for days, and now they had found them. They stood hidden in bushes at a hill, and others were waiting orders to attack. Many had taken their bows, ready to shoot the rebels.
Peter pointed 'shoot him, that seems to be their chieftain. Atleast one of the tribes.' at his order, one of the men pointed is bow at him, and the others took their targets.
'Fire' he silently said. As one, the bows fired at the rebels, killing the chieftain with a shot in the head, and around 12 rebels were hit too. All the Imperial Legion soldiers grabbed their swords.
'Charge!'

**supremeoverlordVECT**

suddenly the chief fell. there was an arrow straight through his head. 'Imperials!' shouted Njered, as he had seen many imperial arrows. several others were hit, too. then there was a shout. 'Charge!' imperial soldiers ran out of the bushes. and before the rebels knew, the soldiers had already slaughtered several rebels. this was war

**supremeoverlordVECT**

hours past and dozens of men and orcs got killed. not only rebels of course, but also imperial soldiers.
Njered was excited. finally some real action. and he stood there. Peter, the captain of the soldiers was standing right in front of him. everybody else stopped fighting each other. this was a one on one duel. the first strike fell. it was the great axe of njered, alsmost hitting peter. after a long time, everything faded away. njered had been defeated.

after several days, njered woke up in an imperial cellar. he was captured by peter

**supremeoverlordVECT**

days past, months past and maybe even years past.
Njered never said a word. he ate and drunk just enough to survive. he was slowly rotting away.

there were rats in the cellars quite often. Njered gave them his left over food.
Njered grew weak, but his will grew stronger. he would get out. he learned how to control the rats, and let them do things for him.

one day, Njered noticed that one of the bricks stuck a bit out of the wall. he tried to get it out, and he succeded. There was a deep hole and something inside. some clay tablets whit runes cut into them. it were Nord Runes. it was an older nord language, though. But Njered could read it.
it said something about full moon and a curse, which would let the dead rise, and the necromancer itself would grow a bit stronger, too.

of course rats die as well. and if they did, njered took them and if he couldnt reach the dead rats, he'd let the living rats do it.
at the first full moon after he had found the runes, he began to read the runes outloud. at first, it didný work, as njered hadn't spoken for a long time.after some minutes, he could speak again and tried to read the runes again.
after the first sentence, a purple glow came from the dead rats. and slowly, they came back to life.

**thenoobbomb**

'Allrgiht, Im fed up with that Nord. He costs too much food and he doesnt say anything. Time for torture chamber.' Peter said, ordering some of the men to follow him.
He had some things in mind for the Nord. Glowing iron, for instance. Cutting of fingers seemed nice enough. 'We will get some stuff out of him now. Or Im sure he will die from pain. Not to hope that, but its an option.'

**supremeoverlordVECT**

Njered heard somthing. guards came down the stairs. he quickly finished the rune stone ritual. and as soon as the guards came in, the living and the undead rats attacked.
rather soon, one of the guards was killed and the other one was infected by diseases from the rats. now it was njered the necromancer and Peter

**thenoobbomb**

Peter shouted something towards the guards above. While one of them ran above, 2 others came down. 'I have just sended a warning towards the mages guild. They will be here in less then an hour. Now, best just resign, right? Or I fear your youngest son will have to die..' he said, while the rats got killed. 'So stop acting like a necromancer, or you might just become dead yourself..'

**supremeoverlordVECT**

njered grumbled something. he did not like what peter had just said. and in a blink of an eye, Njered made some weird moves and the rats ran oof, away from the cellar.

some new guards came in soon. njered hoped his plan had worked.

only seconds after the guards came in, a big armie of mice and rats ran into the cellar and killed the new guards

**thenoobbomb**

Peter leveled his hand, as an enormous amound of red clouds formed around it. He had summoned a Dremora Lord. 'As you wish. Your son we have got captive will die, as will you.'
He stomped one of the rats, while the Dremora Lord finished the other rats by magic. 'Welcome to hell, Nord.'