I'm very sorry, but I have really begun to lose both time and inspiration. I don't have much at the moment. So I will give you this VERY brief chapter, and hope to offer a better one later. I may think of ending this, with hopes of a sequel, unless my ideas really begin to swell.
"So you are the one he sensed…" said Solius atop the stronghold. "I see now your true strength."
Dakron grinned. "Well, consider yourself lucky to have the pleasure of remaining alive. I will leave now, as I now longer have a debt to repay." He turned, heading to the southern path.
"Wait, fellow immortal," shouted the vampire. "Where are you heading?"
"To Balmora, so I may trouble your clan no longer," responded Dakron.
"Your prize awaits in our glorious base, warrior."
Dakron froze for a moment as his eyes widened and teeth clenched. He then realized their plan, the trick that would force him to change his loyalty.
Drawing his weapon once more, he approached closer to the entrance. "Do you really think it is that easy, toady of Tichondrius? Do you honestly believe that I would bow down and serve you pathetic club as a dog!"
"You understand not, being of the darkness." explained Solius as he cast slowfall and dropped to the ground.
"We mean not to harm you. We simply ask that you join us. We can work together and become a powerful, unstoppable force! I beg you consider how we can fulfill your true desires. Even your current master will join us, so you have nothing to lose. Make the choice!"
Dakron opened his mouth, but before he could utter a word an archaic language rang, and a strange high velocity magic projectile collided with Solius, disintegrating his body upon impact. The echo of his scream in pain was all that remained of the victim.
Dakron turned to the spellcaster, who was also happened to be a vampire. A grey-haired, scarred wizard in but a plain robe stood before him with an air of respect. His fangs were quite evident in his smile.
("By the gods does this bloodsucking madness ever end!") thought the armored one with a headache.
"Hello friend. I'm sorry I had to execute the fellow, but I do believe you will find my offer much more suitable to your needs. You see, I am Adwin MageBlood, and have been bent on killing these annoying folk for quite some time. If you help me, we can take care of this lot, retrieve your friend, and I will put in a good word for you and Hlaalu with Aundae," proposed the nightblade.
Dakron was not fully impressed. "A better one I grant, but I fear my master would be rather hesitant to ally herself or her servant with vampires of any kind. Simply attempt to limit tensions with the clans."
"Then we have a deal if so?" inquired the anxious assassin.
"Indeed, we have a deal."
Again, really short, and probably an error somewhere. If you happen to find one, tell me and I will get rid of it. Either I won't have anything for a VERY long time, or I will have something VERY soon. Just had a lot of work to do lately.