The Elder Scrolls RP: The 4th Era[IC,OPEN]

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

Solitude, Blue Palace

An ancient, broken voice of an old woman echoed through the entire palace.
'Leave. This is your only and final warning. This city belongs to Potema, the Wolf Queen, and the strongest necromancer to ever live.'
A spectral being flew inside the throne room, shrieking, before disappearing again.
'You have been warned. Leave while you still can.'

[Partially Blind People]

"Didn't expect me did you?" Umbacalm said before smirking at the look on the snow elf's face. "I will not let you have tyranny over the people of Skyrim."

Umbacalm shot several fireballs towards the demiliche before summoning his own flame atronach and casting a wall of fire around himself to protect himself from any ice magic that may be shot towards him.

"Come at me!" He shouted.

She deflected the fireballs with a ward quirked her brow at him before smirking. "You're an idiot."She said sending out bursts of Earth towards the Flame Atronach and Umbacalm. She was obviously going easy. "I am a Demiliche, I have over 7,800 years of learning magic and I have exhausted all of my sources to learn magic and I have created my own. Tell me again that you can defeat me AND another Snow Elf with magical capabilities nearly rivalling my own, fool!"

OOC: What look on her face? >.>'...

After the bandits ran away the mob began to get under control and some went back to their homes. Jerick could still see something going on in the palace so he ran to see what was happening.

A few minutes later he arrived to see two people facing off with the injured Jarl back behind one of them. Without saying a word he ducked behind a
large column and inched closer and closer to the two without being seen. Eventually he was close enough and sprung from his spot with his bow at full draw and an arrow with his most deadly poison he possessed on the tip of the arrow.
"Both of you drop your weapons and move away from the Jarl."
Not wanting to risk anything he moved to get between them and the Jarl.

The other snow elf got behind him and put her blade against his neck. "Put your bow down, deary."She said, smirking. "I am a few thousand years old and we are both immune to poison and your arrow can be stopped with magic. You do not pose a threat to us."She said her free hand engulfed in electricity. She had been standing there for a while waiting for enemies to come in.

Umbacalm crouched for a brief moment, clasping the amulet of talos hanging from his chest. He built up his strength to the point where he could no longer keep the magic in and with a mighty roar from his nearly bursting lungs he launched a fireball so powerful that it tore through the demiliche's ward like paper, incinerating her and leaving a faint outline of ash where she once stood.

Following this he launched a second, vaporising the second snow elf who was lurking in the shadows. With his power drained, Umbacalm simply collapsed onto the floor in the throne room of the Blue Palace.

[Al-Quarra]

Achrab lowerd his bow, he was kinda stunned for a sec. He then turned towards Umbacalm, he noticed that the man had become very weak. He grabbed the man and took him to a bed, giving him some rest was the best Achrab could do for now. He then went to the Jarl who was in a bad shape, If he would survive the night he would live, if not he would die.
Achrab desided to stay in the palace for the night, making sure that the two got the best care he could offer.

[Neo-Assyrian Empire]

Solitude Stables, Solitude
Upon seeing the Capitol of Skyrim, S'Omdan let out a sigh of relief. He had been sitting in the carriage for almost a day, travelling from Markarth to the city. As the carriage was approaching the stables, S'Omdan grabbed his belongings and hopped off once the cart stopped. "Thank you for bringing me here," said S'Omdan as he gave the driver a small pouch of gold. He then walked towards the Capitol, hoping that the trip from Markarth was worth it.

[Elerian]

After the short fight Jerick realized he was quite tired so he followed Achrab to the nearest inn and quickly fell asleep. Soon after waking he went to Achrab and asked him
"So where to next?"
He would most likely want to be near his people and Jerick saw no reason not to go with him.

[Al-Quarra]

After the short fight Jerick realized he was quite tired so he followed Achrab to the nearest inn and quickly fell asleep. Soon after waking he went to Achrab and asked him
"So where to next?"
He would most likely want to be near his people and Jerick saw no reason not to go with him.

"I'm planning on going to Hammerfell, its time to go home" he said as he grabbed his stuff together.

[Elerian]

After the short fight Jerick realized he was quite tired so he followed Achrab to the nearest inn and quickly fell asleep. Soon after waking he went to Achrab and asked him
"So where to next?"
He would most likely want to be near his people and Jerick saw no reason not to go with him.

"I'm planning on going to Hammerfell, its time to go home" he said as he grabbed his stuff together.

"I'll meet you at the stables"
With that he left to go to the Imperial stronghold. Upon getting there he handed over the map of troop movements and got a pretty penny in return. After that he went and sold the sword he had gotten from the Jarl's manor. Later he went to retrieve his followers and brought them to the stables to make their trip.

[Al-Quarra]

Achrab went to the stabels and bought himself a horse, "Lets move" he said to Jerrick. He wanted to go as quick as possible to Falkreath, from there he would set out to Hammerfell.
Just before they left Achrab grabbed a peace of meat, he would toss it into the woods when he would leave the city, making sure his bear would knew that he had to come.
And so they drove off, they would only stop for some sleep.

[Rightful Revolution]

Shores of Solitude

"Arrgg!" Pyat grunted as he spat and choked up water on the shore. Despite his posture and elegance, hitting the water from that height and that amount of speed really tested the level of his endurance. He dragged himself further up onto shore, which consisted of a sharply rising cliff, many black rocks, and a very noisy mud crabs. He spent a very moments messages his muscles and striping himself of his garments and then went to gather some firewood scattered about the shore. Using his fire abilities, soon a roaring fire was up and burning and he sat naked attempting to dry off. Khalia came gurgling out of the water as well, and Pyat personally had to drag her out of the water, "Cats hate water, didn't you hear?" She sputtered. The two sat in relative silence for a while, realizing they could not remain here forever as the Imperial Guard would inevitably launch a search party.

"i didn't fail, you know that, correct?" Pyat suddenly blurted out. "I don't care what the fuck you did. You caught us all off guard, and our comrades payed the price! I don't care what kind of elf you are, Septum was a lie and you betrayed us all!" Khalia shouted angrily. "I did what was necessary for my entire race! I wasn't sent here to dick around with Empire politics!" Pyat retorted just as aggressively. "I'm done Pyat! I'm catching the first boat back to Elseweyr tomorrow! "Good riddance!" Khalia yelled once more as she gathered her things, shot one last nasty look, and disappeared into the night.

Pyat sat angry, confused, and just as determined as before. He sat up, dressed himself in his traditional dark robes, extinguished the fire, and left as well.

[Al-Quarra]

As Achrab and Jerrick, passed Rorikstead they saw a soldier from Hammerfell walking into the woods. "what is he doing here" Achrab said as he watched the soldier. Achrab drove to the man, "My fellow countryman" he said to the soldier. The soldier looked up, "Who are you and what are you doing here?" he asked. "I'm Achrab, i traveld for sometime here and now i'm returning home together with my friend here" Achrab anwerd as Jerrick approached to. "What do you know about this region?" the soldier asked. "Enough to find my way around" Achrab replied. "Follow me" the soldier then said as he walked deeper into the woods. Achrab, Jerrick and the others followed the soldier who lead them to a camp full soldiers of Hammerfell. Achrab dismounted his horse and followed the soldier to the biggest tent of the camp. "Wait here" the soldier said.
Achrab waited, after a while he got premission to enter. He got news about Hammerfell who was preparing an assult on two cities in Skyrim. The General told Achrab that the perfect time had come, Skyrim lied in chaos. They had been in this camp for almost a year now, observing the towns and strategic places. The General told Achrab that the first target would be Falkreath, they only needed to capture the city and to guard/conquer the strategic places towards other cities. Then the main army would come to ensure the safety of the new city. Achrab and Jerrick desided to join with Hammerfell, they would get a good reward. The main thing for now would be to explore Falkreath and the strategic places, taking notes of all details... Numbers, weapons, weak spots, the strong points ect. When there would be enough information they could start planning the attack. Achrab and Jerrick would leave at first light.

[Valentir]

Its was early in the morning when Victoria woke up. She opened her eyes and looked at the tent entrance. She was about to get up when Jack, who was in bed with her, kissed her, "Good morning," he said. She kissed him back and got up. She put on her clothes and threw Jack his. "Last night was fun."
Jack nodded, "Indeed it was."
"Ready to go to Dragon's Bridge?"
"Only if you." Jack and Victoria finished getting dressed. They kissed one last time before they exited the camp. There they saw the other around the fire cooking breakfast. "Good you're up. Lets eat so we can be off." They party ate and packed up their camp. They readied their horses as they prepared to ride back to Dragon's Bridge. They mounted and rode that way in the morning Skyrim breeze. They left Rorikstead and took a lengthy route off the normal road. The party had great plans once they reached their destination and they couldn't wait for what was ahead.

[Communist republic of altorus]

Talib left the winking skeever and headed to dragonsbridge,intent on celebrating the assassination of the emperor. Unfortunately he had warrants for his arrest in every city. Soon he got on his horse and headed to dragonsbridge, where he would drink and celebrate long into the night.

[Rightful Revolution]

Pyat was exhausted, partly from his endeavors several nights before, and partly because he had been wandering through the forest near the main road for days. Guards were out in a larger force than usual, whether searching for him or another culprit, he didn't plan to find out. After several days of wandering and power naps, he finally came upon the small town of Dragonbridge, in which he immediately proceed towards the inn.

[Al-Quarra]

Achrab mounted his horse in the early morning, he would gather some information about Falkreath while some soldiers from Hammerfell would capture some strategic points in the region. As Achrab enterd the city he started to make notes of almost everything: intresting persons, weak spots, strong points, amounts of guards, weapons ect. everything that could have any value. As he returned to the camp at sunset he talked for a few hours with the general and some capitans, discussing their attack. Falkreath wasn't really hard to get but Hammerfell had only send 50 soldiers to do the job, after it was captured more would arrive.

After nightfall Achrab and rest went to the city, they stayed out of sight until they where ready to attack. When everybody had taked their positions Achrab threw a dead rabbit on the path just outside of Falkreath. The bear turned up and started to eat, guards came. "shoot him" one said while another came running with a bow. At that moment the soldiers of Hammerfell drew their bows and shot the guards. Other soldiers ran in and so the battle had begun, Achrab headed straight to the Jarl's house wich was heavely guarded. With his scimitar he killed one after another guard, quickly the Jarl's house was surrounded. Achrab and the General went inside, the Jarl sat there, nervous as hell. "Your time has ended" the General said. "Please...Please let me live.." the Jarl said while whining in his chair. Achrab gave the poor man a quick death, When they came outside the battle was over. 21 guards had died, 12 wounded and 7 had surrenderd. On the other had 14 soldiers of Hammerfell had died and 8 wounded. The first thing they did was to get rid of the bodies, sending word to Hammerfell and to inform the people about their new leaders, Hammerfell would allow the people to worship Talos. This was hopefully enough to win the hearths of the people in Falkreath. There wasn't much more they could do. The General would stay with Achrab in Falkreath untill reinforcements had arrived, then he would go to Markarth. Achrab would have controll of the city becouse he knew the surroundings and the people. The following morning they would see what and who was left in the city.

[Elerian]

Jerick decided it would be best to head to Markarth he was not particularly fond of getting involved in the fighting. So he said goodbye to Achrab and went on his merry way.

Almost as soon as he crossed the border he saw that the Reach was a chaotic hellhole. But instead of leaving his heart got the better of him. So he continued on. Getting almost halfway to Markarth he ran across a broken down caravan. Thinking nothing of it he continued down the road. A minute had passed and he heard screaming from back behind him back at the caravan. He and his followers drew their weapons and ran back down the road. Once they arrived they saw a scene of carnage. Some sort of tribal people were fighting several well armed guards. Suddenly to his left a group of 5 or 6 more guards ran out from the woods to attack the tribals. Much to their dismay they had been ambushed. Jerick took pity on them and ran over to stop the madness. But upon reaching the fight a guard that had recently slain a tribal swung his sword at Jerick. A huge mistake within moments he was dead on the ground. Jerick jumped into the fray with his followers turning the tide of battle. Several minutes later over 20 bodies were scattered around the road. A river of blood was forming in a ditch that ran along the road. The tribals thanked him and began to leave taking their dead with them. Jerick stopped them and asked why they attacked the caravan. They explained everything to him. They were the forsworn booted from their homeland. Jerick took pity on them and returned with them to their camp. He before he went he grabbed what he and his followers could carry from the remains of the caravan and the dead men. Most of the caravan had hundreds of silver ingots and only a few dozen could be carried back with them.

Jerick now learned of the Forsworn who were a tribe of Bretons. They harassed the Reach ceaselessly in their attempt to gain control of the city. While it was a noble task the tales of their practices were terrible. Jerick learned of their leader who was stuck in prison. If he was freed then they could take the city back. With Jerick's skills as a thief he was sure he could get in and break the man out. If they had a small group with weapons they could also open the gatehouse and storm the city. He knew what he had to do.

Markarth, The Reach
Jerick was thrown on the ground by a massive guard. They had taken all his possessions and given him rags to wear. The guard kicked him and told him to get up. He did. Then after a long walk of being abused by the guard they finally reached to gate leading into Cidna mine. After a few steps the gate was closed behind him and he was thrust into the dingy, cold and dark cave. A sparse few lanterns illuminated a long hallway that led to a large mining chamber. Once entering that he saw another passage leading off so he followed it. Towards the end there was a huge orc guarding the way in. He walked up to him and asked if Madanach was inside. The orc looked down at Jerick said nothing and then moved to the side. Jerick continued in and saw a skinny old man sitting within.
"Greetings"
"I am here to get you out of here."
"I am aware."
"Then lets leave."
"Not so fast. I need you to do something for me first. My people dont have adequate enough weapons to fight anyone. There is a man that knows where the weapons are hidden but he had an . . . . well he had an accident. Go find his stash and we will get out of here.

A few hours of searching later Jerick brought a sack full of mediocre weapons to Madanach.
"Good good now we can leave."
A minutes later they were in the cold night air brandishing their weapons. Back in the entrance to the mine Jerick had killed the guard who had beaten him and took his supplies back. But now before they attack Jerick had to do one last thing. He sent a letter stating:

To: Achrab
I have taken Markarth or died trying come and visit soon if you wish.

Jerick and another forsworn creeped up on the two guards guarding the gatehouse levers. They each slit one of the guard's throats and layed them down softly to die. After that was done they began cranking the levers to raise the gate. In the distance he could hear a loud horn being blown. Then all hell broke loose as hundreds of Forsworn warriors broke from cover and ran at the city gates . . . .

[Neo-Assyrian Empire]

Solitude
As S'Omdan walked through the gates of the Capitol of Skyrim, it felt a bit larger than it had in the past to the Khajiit. The city was filled with people, however, he could only think of a single place that was familiar in the town to him. He walked towards a couple of shops near the gates of the large town and entered the 'Winking Skeever', hoping to see a familiar face there or at least someone who could guide him around the large city.

[Al-Quarra]

The next two days Achrab helped to rebuild the city and to increase its defense. Only a few people had fled out of the city, but most stayed thanks to the village elders who knew that safety would return now.
As a messenger arrived Achrab needed it to be good news, and yes it was. The first letter he got came from the border, Hammerfell had heard the news and had sended 500 men including 10 suprises towards Falkreath. This to ensure its safety. The second letter however was less good. This one came from Jerrick, Achrab read the letter... He started to think, there was no way that Jerrick could have captured Markarth with his followers, it just wasn't possible.
Achrab desided to check it out, he orderd 10 men to go with him. they would leave the next morning.

[Elerian]

The Forsworn forces poured threw the opening and despite their best efforts the guards were quickly overwhelmed. The last obsticle was the Understone keep. Within it's walls was the Jarl and if he was killed it would be all over. Jerick heard a call for retreat within the enemy ranks. They swiftly ran or were killed. Once they arrived at the gates to the keep the forsworn went and took a table to use as a bettering ram. A few more tables and benches later the doors were busted down. The horde surged forth and destroyed any resistance within the keep. The Jarl was taken and put in the city dungeon to await his judgement. Madanach was however no where to be seen. A massive manhunt went underway to find him. After several pain staking minutes he was found. Dead. He had been killed in the fighting in the streets.

All the Forsworn were in a state of mourning over him. The following day they had to find a new king. They came to the conclusion that Jerick would lead them. Jerick accepted the new title and responsibility. He knew near nothing about leading people but he would learn. He first set about burying the dead and threw a celebration in Madanach's honor. After the celebration he set about to repair what was broken or destroyed and help the city get back on it's feet. The weapons of the fallen were taken and put in the city armory. All Forsworn prisoners were released. The mining camps were scouted and searched to look for any sign of the Jarl's loyalists. On top of that all the secret Talos worshippers from the cave were invited to Markarth to live in peace. Any still loyal to the Jarl were executed or expelled from the city. A relative peace ensued.

[Al-Quarra]

Achrab finally arived at the city of Markarth, he quickly noticed the strange dressed men walking around... They looked like some tribe... As Achrab approached the gate two of his soldiers went ahead one was holding the new banner of Falkreath, wich was exactly like the old one exept that the new one was in dark red with a golden deer on it. The other one would do the talking. "Open the gate in the name of Achrab, Leader of Falkreath and Commander of the 1st S-legion of Hammefell" he shouted.

[Elerian]

Achrab finally arived at the city of Markarth, he quickly noticed the strange dressed men walking around... They looked like some tribe... As Achrab approached the gate two of his soldiers went ahead one was holding the new banner of Falkreath, wich was exactly like the old one exept that the new one was in dark red with a golden deer on it. The other one would do the talking. "Open the gate in the name of Achrab, Leader of Falkreath and Commander of the 1st S-legion of Hammefell" he shouted.

The guard looked down at them and asked
"What business do you have here?"
They were probably here to talk to the new king but the guard was given orders to ask before he allowed them to enter.

[Al-Quarra]

Achrab finally arived at the city of Markarth, he quickly noticed the strange dressed men walking around... They looked like some tribe... As Achrab approached the gate two of his soldiers went ahead one was holding the new banner of Falkreath, wich was exactly like the old one exept that the new one was in dark red with a golden deer on it. The other one would do the talking. "Open the gate in the name of Achrab, Leader of Falkreath and Commander of the 1st S-legion of Hammefell" he shouted.

The guard looked down at them and asked
"What business do you have here?"
They were probably here to talk to the new king but the guard was given orders to ask before he allowed them to enter.

"We came to speak with the Jarl, everything else is non of your business" The soldier replied, in the meanwhile Achrab and the rest of his men had arrived at the gate to.

[Communist republic of altorus]

Talib, gets on a horse and begins to head to Hammerfell. He will there, do certain things that will make him, a powerful person, who will control Northern Hammerfell, he will when he gets there will offer any other redguards to assist him, in taking over northern Hammerfell.

[Rightful Revolution]

Dragonsbridge

Pyat stumbled into Dragonsbridge and proceed straight towards the town's only inn. He rented the room and promptly spent the next 2 days asleep or making small talk with the inns patrons has he refueled himself with meat and ale. His Solitude plan had not been a success, and failure burdened him to conceive a new plan. Markath was his next target in mind, after all it had been the home of a sizable Dwemer population, -the very race that had enslaved and betrayed his people. Markath had a great historical meaning to him, and liberating the Falmer from their imprisonment below could finally give his people a city to return too.

And with news of the rebellion in the city swirling, now would be his perfect chance! He promptly waited one more day in the small town, gathering strength and recovering from his injuries, before purchasing a horse and riding off to his next target.

[Elerian]

The guard looked down at them and asked
"What business do you have here?"
They were probably here to talk to the new king but the guard was given orders to ask before he allowed them to enter.

"We came to speak with the Jarl, everything else is non of your business" The soldier replied, in the meanwhile Achrab and the rest of his men had arrived at the gate to.

The Forsworn corrected him by saying that he was the Forsworn king not a lowly Jarl. Moments later the gate opened and they were aloud entrance.

Jerick was in his throne room coming up with plans for a new wall that would add extra defence to the city and allow more room for the large numbers now flocking from the forsworn camps. The wall would be a full 500 meters from the current wall and allow there to be much more room within the city. In addition this wall would be adorned with dwemer contraptions from the museum below the Keep. After the wall was completed he planned on upping security in all the mining camps. The Talos worshippers agreed to his request and said they would be arriving soon.

[Al-Quarra]

Achrab walked trough the city, there was alot going on and he already had a feeling about Jerrick, however he wanted to see it with his own eyes first. When he arrived at the keep he dismounted his horse, only two of his soldiers would remain with him as he entered the keep.

In the meanwhile the General in Falkreath had news, the reinforcements had just passed the border, Falkreath itself was growing in size rapidly, making sure that there was enough room for everybody. The General also had his men orderd to build a large cage in a mountainside, he knew what those 10 suprises where.