[u]Oravos the Nerevarine[/u] Island of Kiryat The lone ship carrying Oravos and his men, finally arrived at Kiryat. The ship, unlike the ones in service of the army, was decorated by gold and ivory, making it a sight to be seen when it docked near the white sand shores of the island. The Dunmer crew observed the Akaviri on the land while they began to prepare Oravos' belongings for the meeting. Everyone was silent as they move around the deck, that even the faint waves of the sea can be heard colliding with the wooden husk of the ship. "The men are ready Muthsera." Says one of Oravos' servants, carrying the bottle of Ancient Dagoth Brandy to be gifted to Abasi-Kil. "I'll be there in a second.." a masked voice says through the wooden door that separates the king's cabin from the deck. Gone were the days of Oravos where he could casually wear a simple robe to attend a meeting. Now his position dictates him to dress according to his position, so that he won't compromise the authority of the people he represents. When Oravos stepped out of the cabin, everyone on deck turned their heads away from the work they were doing, and watched their king take his steps towards the ramp. Oravos was seen to be wearing an exquisitely detailed set of Daedric armor, gifted by the True-Tribunal gods when he rebuilt Morrowind. He also wore the Dwemeric gauntlet called [i]Wraithgaurd[/i] on his left hand, while on his right was the ring called [i]Moon-and-Stars[/i], all proofs of his identity and accomplishments. Upon reaching the sandy beach, the Sentinels along with Oravos' trusted servants, followed him as he head towards the Akaviri camp. With every step they took, the Dunmer escorts grew nervous, not because they weren't confident if they ever face the Akaviri in a fight, but because of the images they painted in their minds, of what the Akaviri might look like. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [u]Ildoryn Sarano[/u] Stormhold Strolling along the market street was Ildoryn and four of his guards. The small party stopped at every stall in the market, occasionally buying goods whenever Ildoryn see's something he likes. Eventually, their journey in the market made one of his guards carry a small crate with the goods Ildoryn bought. It wasn't something a royal guard should do, but in times like these, only the royal guards can be trusted, even with trivial matters like carrying a crate. The entire market experience was almost pleasant, if not for the Argonian citizens that glared at them like they were uncivilized savages. Upon passing through the city gates, Ildoryn's attention was distracted by the group of Altmer that arrived. He examined each one of the Altmer before nodding respectfully to one of them that caught his gaze. The group then proceeded to go back to the rooms they were given, but only three from the original escorts arrived. --- Outside the city --- Just outside the city walls was a portion of Ildoryn's guard detail, assigned to protect the silt strider transport. Three of the soldiers was standing on top of the silt strider, watching over the entire area. "You saw them?" a guard asks the other. "One is watching us right now, third tree from the south." the other guard says through the mask, while looking elsewhere, not to make the Shadowscale watching them suspicious. The Sentinels were a keen bunch, being raised on the ashlands of Vvardenfell. An ashlander that did not develop strong instincts, always ended up as blight creature's dinner. One of the three soldiers dropped from the silt strider through a rope, and welcomed the guard that was previously with Ildoryn. "Here's some fresh food, potions and stuff the Lord bought." The guard says. "Tell sera he has out gratitude.. oh.. and give him this." The soldier says before subtly sliding a roll of paper to the guard's hand. The guard then leaves the group to their duties, and heads to Ildoryn's chambers. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Alinor, Summerset Isle The group of agents from Morrowind finally arrived at Alinor, along with the Dominion officers they saved when the Imperials seized Valenwood. The group of Dunmer didn't speak much, and only explained the reason of their presence in the capital. When the dock officials approved their approach, the crew docked their ship, and unloaded the Dominion soldiers. When the crew finished unloading the cargo, without saying any further explanations, they left. The last seen direction of the ship was towards the east. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Morrowind News of a village massacre in the Morrowind-Black Marsh border reached the capital, and raised the attention of the Great House Councilors residing there. According to the Redoran patrol that inspected the village, the villagers attacked each other in a frenzy, leaving only one survivor from the massacre. The survivor's testimony about the incident before he passed away, posed a possible involvement of the Argonians. The survivor claimed to "slay" multiple goblins, only to realize later that its the village people that he killed. The public didn't react much to the event as a law regarding the evacuation of the southern lands was already passed years before, leaving the villages that remained stubborn, responsible for their own safety. Nonetheless, to assure the public's safety, an increased amount of border patrols was assigned, along with the strict enforcement of the evacuation in the southern lands. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Valus Mountains Upon Oravos' orders in Mournhold, a group of heavily armed Ordinators from the Order of War was sent to the "tipped" hideout of the "cultists" of Cheydinhal. Due to the over confidence of the agents, the entrance was left unguarded, which made easy entry for the Ordinators. An agent managed to spot the Ordinators entering the place, but didn't respond, assuming that they were sent by Oravos. The Ordinators immediately ran towards the agent spears first, which confused the agent about whats going on. Only managing to scream, the agent soon found himself impaled by three spears on the chest. The scream alerted the agents inside, causing them to respond to what was going on. A fighting ensued when the Ordinators continued to assault the agents within the cave. The Ordinators suffered heavy casualties, but not for long, all of the agents were killed. The Ordinators then moved to the prison cells to free the captives who were all unable to speak. The Dark Elf captives cried upon seeing the uniforms of their rescuers, while the Imperial ones remained oblivious to what it meant. The Ordinators then proceeded to gather the bodies and and burn them, before casting spells inside the cave, causing the cave to collapse on itself. After dealing with the cave, the group of Ordinators rounded up the survivors, and began to walk towards Cheydinhal.