Introduction:
I thought I'd post my characters stats and everything (Hey, I'm bored)
Kai the Male Khajjit Crusader (Custom class). Specialty: Combat Favourite attributes: Strength and Intelligence Major Skills:
Long sword Medium Armour Illusion Security Sneak
Minor Skills:
Destruction Hand to Hand Acrobatics Athletics Speechcraft
Birthsign: The Lady
Chapter 3
Morndas the 19th of First Seed 3E 299 3.32 PM
Orvas Dren sat at his desk writing when he heard a knock at the door causing him to knock over the inkwell and ruin the letter.
"Fuck!"
The door opened and a male Dunmer entered the room, his longish black hair hung over his face, he wore no shirt showing off his muscled chest, he was wearing very expensive greaves, boots and shield and at his belt was a Daedric Katana.
"What is it Galos?" Asked Orvas in an angry voice.
The Dunmer stared at his boss,
'Shit. He's in a bad mood again. Great timing Galos.'
"Err well...one of our slaves has escaped. His number was 389."
Orvas looked at the Dunmer standing before him.
"Things have not been going well recently. We can't afford to lose any more slaves. Send in Kalo. I need to see him."
Kalo had always been treated well by his leader because he was ruthless and some people said he was as strong as Orvas himself.
Galos looked at the floor.
"Well...the argonian...killed him!"
Orvas leapt to his feet; despite being a couple of inches shorter than Galos he still scared him.
"Catch the reptile! I want to...talk to him. He must be very strong in order to have killed Kalo."
He caught the look on the Dunmer's face.
"Err...this happened a few days ago."
Orvas drew his own Daedric longsword and wrapped it around Galos' neck.
"Why wasn't I informed of this earlier then?"
He tightened his grip slightly causing a drop of blood to leak out of the Dunmer's neck.
Galos winced in pain and whimpered,
"...I'm not in charge of the slaves. Ask Lato."
Orvas lifted his sword away from the Dunmer's throat and waved him out of the room.
As soon as Galos had disappeared from view the Camonna Tong leader sat on his bed with his head in his hands.
'Why does everything bad happen to me?'
*Everything does seems to be going wrong, doesn't it Dren? It's almost as if you're...cursed.*
Orvas looked up, an angry look on his face.
"...PISS OFF!"
He felt a sharp pain in his head and he fell to the floor screaming in pain.
*You dare talk to me like that?*
A tear rolled down Orvas' cheek as he lay on the floor clutching his head in pain.
The door burst open and Ranes Lenith ran into the room,
"Are you okay? I heard screaming."
His eyes widened when he saw his boss crying on the floor and he quietly walked backwards and closed the door gently.
'Better not disturb him while he's crying; I don't want to lose my head or something. Better keep this a secret.'
Orvas stood up, red rings around his eyes almost thankful for the interruption, which temporarily chased away his tormentor.
He sat on a chair thinking about the day when he met that...demon.
*Flashback*
1 year earlier
Orvas was exploring a hidden cave with two bodyguards; he had dispatched a few mad, club wielding Dunmer with ease and was hoping to maybe find some nice valuable artifacts. That was when he spotted them, a nice shiny pair of Daedric greaves. Without a second thought he bent down and lifted them from the pedestal.
After placing them in his pack he heard a scream from behind him as his bodyguards both died instantly.
Orvas shrugged,
'Probably just some trap protecting this treasure.'
When he reached the exit to the cave a fist came out of nowhere and punched him in the side of the head, breaking his jaw.
As he lay on the ground he saw a tall creature standing above him, it was the colour of a Dunmer but its face was strange. It looked as if it's been modified by magic.
"You are the one they call Orvas Dren? I am Dagoth Unre, a follower of the great house Dagoth. You are in control of the Camonna Tong, are you not?"
As hard as he tried Orvas couldn't lie to him so he nodded his head, trying to ignore the pain in his jaw.
The creature reached out and slashed Orvas' face cutting it open and causing blood to drip down his cheek.
Orvas screamed. As tough as he tried to act he actually hated pain and preferred to pick on people smaller and weaker than him. The monster clasped his hand over the Dunmer's mouth to silence him. That was the last thing Orvas saw before he slipped into unconsciousness.
When he awoke he was lying in his bed; a new scar formed on his cheek which allowed the Dagoth to communicate with him at will.
*End flashback*
Orvas glanced across at the Daedric greaves that rested on his shelf.
"And now he tells me to kill this stupid pointless Bosmer who's going to arrive in Seyda Neen later this year?"
Meanwhile
"So you want to join the thieves' guild?"
Sugar Lips Habasi looked at the scrawny, young Argonian who stood before her in dirty looking rags which looked at least 4 sizes too big for him.
"What did you say your name was again?"
"Lemin." I just escaped from slavery and wanted to get revenge against Orvas Dren and the Camonna Tong. I heard you guys were their enemies?"
The khajjit stared at him,
"You heard correctly...very well. You're now a toad."
The argonian frowned,
'Was that a racist joke?' He thought but decided not to say anything.
Kai sat at the bar in Dirty Muriel's cornerclub in Sadrith Mora talking to an Altmer thief who was second in rank only to their leader.
"Hey Helende, lately I've been having some trouble with the Camonna Tong. Do you know anyone who could train me? 'Cos I'm planning on emptying the Balmora council club.
The Altmer thought about it for a second before replying,
"You could ask the boss if he can help you."
"Gentleman Jim Stacey? Isn't he currently in hiding?" Asked Kai.
Helende nodded and handed the Khajjit a key.
"He's in the back of the rare bookshop in the foreign quarter underworks behind a locked door, this key should open it. But I must say, I think it's a very bad idea to attack the Camonna Tong head on, you could be killed."
Kai nodded his thanks and turned to leave, ignoring Helende's warning before stepping out into the Telvanni city.
Sorry that chapter was a bit short and isn't exactly the best I've ever written but I'm ill so I've got an excuse. Next chapter should be up quite soon since I've got to stay in with nothing to do.
I thought I'd post my characters stats and everything (Hey, I'm bored)
Kai the Male Khajjit Crusader (Custom class). Specialty: Combat Favourite attributes: Strength and Intelligence Major Skills:
Long sword Medium Armour Illusion Security Sneak
Minor Skills:
Destruction Hand to Hand Acrobatics Athletics Speechcraft
Birthsign: The Lady
Chapter 3
Morndas the 19th of First Seed 3E 299 3.32 PM
Orvas Dren sat at his desk writing when he heard a knock at the door causing him to knock over the inkwell and ruin the letter.
"Fuck!"
The door opened and a male Dunmer entered the room, his longish black hair hung over his face, he wore no shirt showing off his muscled chest, he was wearing very expensive greaves, boots and shield and at his belt was a Daedric Katana.
"What is it Galos?" Asked Orvas in an angry voice.
The Dunmer stared at his boss,
'Shit. He's in a bad mood again. Great timing Galos.'
"Err well...one of our slaves has escaped. His number was 389."
Orvas looked at the Dunmer standing before him.
"Things have not been going well recently. We can't afford to lose any more slaves. Send in Kalo. I need to see him."
Kalo had always been treated well by his leader because he was ruthless and some people said he was as strong as Orvas himself.
Galos looked at the floor.
"Well...the argonian...killed him!"
Orvas leapt to his feet; despite being a couple of inches shorter than Galos he still scared him.
"Catch the reptile! I want to...talk to him. He must be very strong in order to have killed Kalo."
He caught the look on the Dunmer's face.
"Err...this happened a few days ago."
Orvas drew his own Daedric longsword and wrapped it around Galos' neck.
"Why wasn't I informed of this earlier then?"
He tightened his grip slightly causing a drop of blood to leak out of the Dunmer's neck.
Galos winced in pain and whimpered,
"...I'm not in charge of the slaves. Ask Lato."
Orvas lifted his sword away from the Dunmer's throat and waved him out of the room.
As soon as Galos had disappeared from view the Camonna Tong leader sat on his bed with his head in his hands.
'Why does everything bad happen to me?'
*Everything does seems to be going wrong, doesn't it Dren? It's almost as if you're...cursed.*
Orvas looked up, an angry look on his face.
"...PISS OFF!"
He felt a sharp pain in his head and he fell to the floor screaming in pain.
*You dare talk to me like that?*
A tear rolled down Orvas' cheek as he lay on the floor clutching his head in pain.
The door burst open and Ranes Lenith ran into the room,
"Are you okay? I heard screaming."
His eyes widened when he saw his boss crying on the floor and he quietly walked backwards and closed the door gently.
'Better not disturb him while he's crying; I don't want to lose my head or something. Better keep this a secret.'
Orvas stood up, red rings around his eyes almost thankful for the interruption, which temporarily chased away his tormentor.
He sat on a chair thinking about the day when he met that...demon.
*Flashback*
1 year earlier
Orvas was exploring a hidden cave with two bodyguards; he had dispatched a few mad, club wielding Dunmer with ease and was hoping to maybe find some nice valuable artifacts. That was when he spotted them, a nice shiny pair of Daedric greaves. Without a second thought he bent down and lifted them from the pedestal.
After placing them in his pack he heard a scream from behind him as his bodyguards both died instantly.
Orvas shrugged,
'Probably just some trap protecting this treasure.'
When he reached the exit to the cave a fist came out of nowhere and punched him in the side of the head, breaking his jaw.
As he lay on the ground he saw a tall creature standing above him, it was the colour of a Dunmer but its face was strange. It looked as if it's been modified by magic.
"You are the one they call Orvas Dren? I am Dagoth Unre, a follower of the great house Dagoth. You are in control of the Camonna Tong, are you not?"
As hard as he tried Orvas couldn't lie to him so he nodded his head, trying to ignore the pain in his jaw.
The creature reached out and slashed Orvas' face cutting it open and causing blood to drip down his cheek.
Orvas screamed. As tough as he tried to act he actually hated pain and preferred to pick on people smaller and weaker than him. The monster clasped his hand over the Dunmer's mouth to silence him. That was the last thing Orvas saw before he slipped into unconsciousness.
When he awoke he was lying in his bed; a new scar formed on his cheek which allowed the Dagoth to communicate with him at will.
*End flashback*
Orvas glanced across at the Daedric greaves that rested on his shelf.
"And now he tells me to kill this stupid pointless Bosmer who's going to arrive in Seyda Neen later this year?"
Meanwhile
"So you want to join the thieves' guild?"
Sugar Lips Habasi looked at the scrawny, young Argonian who stood before her in dirty looking rags which looked at least 4 sizes too big for him.
"What did you say your name was again?"
"Lemin." I just escaped from slavery and wanted to get revenge against Orvas Dren and the Camonna Tong. I heard you guys were their enemies?"
The khajjit stared at him,
"You heard correctly...very well. You're now a toad."
The argonian frowned,
'Was that a racist joke?' He thought but decided not to say anything.
Kai sat at the bar in Dirty Muriel's cornerclub in Sadrith Mora talking to an Altmer thief who was second in rank only to their leader.
"Hey Helende, lately I've been having some trouble with the Camonna Tong. Do you know anyone who could train me? 'Cos I'm planning on emptying the Balmora council club.
The Altmer thought about it for a second before replying,
"You could ask the boss if he can help you."
"Gentleman Jim Stacey? Isn't he currently in hiding?" Asked Kai.
Helende nodded and handed the Khajjit a key.
"He's in the back of the rare bookshop in the foreign quarter underworks behind a locked door, this key should open it. But I must say, I think it's a very bad idea to attack the Camonna Tong head on, you could be killed."
Kai nodded his thanks and turned to leave, ignoring Helende's warning before stepping out into the Telvanni city.
Sorry that chapter was a bit short and isn't exactly the best I've ever written but I'm ill so I've got an excuse. Next chapter should be up quite soon since I've got to stay in with nothing to do.