Hi Everybody! This is going to be a relatively short chapter, but I just wanted to get ready for the upcoming Dinner Party (Chapter 7), and then Caius Cosades (Chapter 8)

Chapter 6

You're Invited

Last Seed 8, 427, 3rd Era of Tamriel, 5:00 P.M

Eldinflame, Clee, Oka-Sheko, and the Shades carrying him had arrived at Clee's house, forcing Clee to open the door. Eldinflame said, "Clair, tend to Oka-Sheko, I'm going to have some Cyrodillic Brandy and the local tavern. What's it called?"

"The Eight Plates." Replied Clee, and after that muttered, "and its Clee."

"My Shades shall make sure you don't do anything wrong. And write invitations to you your friends for a dinner party tomorrow night at eight. I shall have my shades deliver them." Said Eldinflame as he left the house. He crossed the Odai river and got to the Commercial District. He saw a sign that said "Balmora Mages Guild", but passed it. He reached the Eight Plates and went inside. He saw mostly Dunmer, but there was also a Nord with a suit of Wolven Armor and an Altmer with two Dremora.

Eldinflame walked over to the Altmer, who said, "A fellow Altmer, come sit. I am Kea, a House Telvanni Lawman, the rank below a Mouth for Telvanni Councilor Neloth."

"Greetings Kea. I wouldn't be surprised if you had heard of me. I am Eldinflame, former Duke of Firewell." Said Eldinflame.

"You're Eldinflame!" Shouted Kea. "I've heard so much about you. You killed he majority of Imperials in the government! The Imperials are truly unfit to rule. There culture is even a pathetic imitation of ours."

"That's one of the reasons I did it. The Imperials, however civilized and accomplished as they think they are, are weak, insignificant, barbarians." Replied Eldinflame.

"Truly brilliant work." Said Kea.

"Kea, you seem like a valuable ally. I have a plan, one that will put an Altmer, me, actually, as the Duke of Vvardenfell." Eldinflame whispered to Kea.

"Interesting. But this is not the place to discuss this." Said Kea.

"And that's why I want you to meet me on the Odai plateau in a week, to explain my agenda. We will work long and hard to complete it, but when we are done, the Altmer will be in control of Vvardenfell." Said Eldinflame as he left Kea at the table.

Eldinflame walked over to the Nord and said, "You look like a fine warrior. Am I correct in saying this?"

The Nord said, "Yes, that would be true. I am from Solstheim, and was raised in the far North. I be able to prove it. When I be nineteen, I went into the woods of Solstheim with out anything, and came back a few days later with many Snow Wolf pellets."

"Impressive, Nord. What is your name?" Asked Eldinflame.

"Ulrike, and what be yours?" Asked Ulrike.

"I am Eldinflame, former Duke of Firewell. No doubt you've heard of me?" Said Eldinflame.

"I heard of ya. You be the most deadly criminal ever." Said Ulrike.

"Ulrike, I am in need for a body guard. You appear to be a talented warrior, would you like the job?" Asked Eldinflame.

"Aye, Eldinflame I'll take a job, so long as you don't hurt people who have nothing to do with your business." Replied Ulrike.

"Fine, very well." Said Eldinflame.

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Last Seed 8, 427, 3rd Era of Tamriel, 5:10 P.M

At Clee's house, Clee was finishing writing the invitations letter, and sending it to D'nomyar. It said

D'nomyar

Tomorrow Night I shall be throwing a little dinner party, and would be grateful if you could come.

Clee

Clee put the letters in envelopes on her desk, and continued tending to Oka-Sheko. It was not easy, she had severely wounded Oka-Sheko, and she had no healing plants or restoration training.

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Last Seed 8, 427, 3rd Era of Tamriel, 5:12 P.M

The Shades had reached the Dark Ones chambers. He was with Malaya, when the Shades came in. Dropping Valdor, who was unconscious, on the floor. When he hit the floor, he woke up, and looked at Malaya. She gave a slight flinch when she saw him look at her. She was an Imperial, and they had the same hair (a dark brown) and eye color (grayish blue). The Dark One, sat on a throne in the Shadows. He said, "Well done my servants. This one will be an excellent victim for the feast of Midnight of the full moon tonight."

Valdor laid there silently when Malaya said, "Dark One, I believe we have Bretons to feast upon, rather than Imperials. The Breton Magic tastes much better."

"Excellent point, Malaya. We shall save him for the next feast." Said the Dark One.

Valdor silently thought that he was lucky. Although he felt bad for the Bretons to be feasted upon, he had to think of his own escape plan.

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I said it would be a short chapter! Well, just tell me any theories or plot suggestions you might have in your review.