Hey everyone! I'm going to try to put up two chapters a week at least starting now! This is going to be the first real chapter. No more prologues. Also I realized I haven't described my characters! I'm so sorry. This is my 1st fan fic. At the end of this I will have the full description of Ralas, and Dravona. In each new chapter I will have the description of 2 more characters until I have them all set. And the last chapter I think was better, but I still rushed. So I'm going to try to take my time on this one.
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The Morrowind Mafia
A Free Man
one week ago Kokuronei started in jail on the island of Vvanderfel. He met a Bosmer named Bregor who gave him the name Ralas, and his girlfriend Elthin. With the help of these two and Dravona the young female dark elf he managed to escape. Early the next morning they traveled an uneventful trip dressed as in poverty to the city of Balmora. Bregor offered Ralas his home, an apartment on the east side of town, until he had money to move out into his own. The guards realized that two of their prisoners were gone, and immediately sent out a arrest warrant, to confront Ralas on site. A new escapee convict, and Bregor long time murderer and thief. A dispatch was sent to all the local imperial settlements and forts. As well as Fort Moonmoth neighboring Balmora. However, the two remain safe as the Hlaalu guards of Balmora do not appreciate imperials stepping in to do their business. As Bregor has mentioned he was in the thieves guild and is a quest giver. He gave the full explanation to Ralas and convinced him to join. Now Ralas has a job to earn money, and is gaining allies. Almost daily Bregor takes Ralas out around town to show him new things, and a few times treated the four out to dinner at The Lucky Lockup and Eight Plates.
I should start to earn some money. Ralas thought as he finished up his lunch. I have to pay Bregor back for his hospitality. All I've done was sit here and take take take. I'll go see if Bregor can give me something to do for the guild. Ralas stood and cleaned off his plate, placing it back on the shelf. He walks over to his sack and puts on his shirt then heads for the door.
Outside Ralas starts to head south in the street. The walk is short to the guild in the South Wall Corner Club. It's a bright sunny day. Unusual for Balmora. Usually cloudy or raining. With the occasional fog. As Ralas approaches the corner club he notices Hlaalu guards talking. One takes a notice of him, then so does the other. Ralas knows there should be no problem, as Bregor told him that Hlaalu doesn't like Imperial interference. But still, Ralas feels uncomfortable. Then the guards go back to their own business. Ralas reaches the club and enters through the wood door in front.
Inside Ralas see's Stairs to his left, with people crowding the halls. Shuffling past everyone Ralas heads down stairs to the bar, where most of the quest givers can be found. Looking around Ralas see's Bregor sitting at a nearby table sitting with Dravona. During his dinners with Dravona Ralas discovered that Dravona's mother died at child birth and her father was killed a few years ago trying to steal from a telvanni mage and paid his life for it. So now she lives in the thieves guild. They have a bedroom upstairs that they usually rent out to travelers, but it is a poor club so no one ever comes. Now Bregor looks out for her and pays the rent for the room. He was Dravona's Guardian and also happens to be the corner club owners best friend, so Dravona only has to pay half the price, even though Bregor pays for it.
"Hello Ralas!" said Bregor as he noticed him. "Hello Bregor, Dravona." Ralas replied as he took a seat at the table. Dravona replied with a small smile. Then looking down at the table as if some of the crude messages people write in suddenly became interesting. "So, Bregor, I need a job." "Really?" Bregor asked surprised. "Yes, I need money so I can move out and stand on my own." "Well you're kinda new to the city. You still don't know your way around yet." "I can manage." "Are you sure? Its pretty big." "I'm sure." "Well if your that determined... a friend of mine needs some new shoes. He's a adventurer so he has little money and his shoes have no soles anymore. It doesn't matter what kind of shoes, just some that will work for another few years." "Okay. I'll find some. There's a clothes store here right?" Ralas asked tentatively. As if he didn't expect one here. "I know where a clothe store is..." blurted Dravona suddenly joining the conversation. Then looking down back at the table to her reading material. "That would be great. Can you take me there now?" "Sure..." she whispered so he could barley hear her. And Ralas thought he saw her blushing. "Let me go change, I'll be right back." she said quickly as she stood and left the room.
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a few minutes later Dravona came back down and the two started to leave so find the clothe store. During their walk neither talked. Walking in silence the whole way there. Dravona walked next to him. Not going in front to lead, or behind telling him, but since they were next to each other he had to watch where she went carefully. Occasionally he went the wrong way, she stopped, and he caught back up. Why won't she talk? Is something wrong? Maybe she's thinking about her father and mother...Ralas thought as he automatically followed her. Not consciously walking with her. Then he noticed her looking at him. Coming back to himself he looked at her. No, she was just staring forward. Still leading the way. You're teasing yourself. She doesn't like you. You think she looks at you. Like at the eight plates, and just then back at the corner club. You don't even look like a dunmer. I look like a mix between Altmer and Bosmer. Even a little imperial maybe. I don't know.
Dravona'sP.O.V.
Oh my Nine! Did he see me? Oh Mara help me. This is so embarrassing! Am I blushing? Oh! I am! Great. He must think I'm pathetic! I bet he only came because he feels sorry for me. Wait, where am I? Coming back reality she realizes she made a wrong turn. Dravona keeps walking forward as if she knows where she's going. Lets see, I'm behind the fighters guild...there's some stairs up ahead that turn into the plaza where the store is, I should be fine. She thought as she continued as if nothing happened.
Finally arriving to their destination Dravona stopped 15 feet in front of the store. "Well, there it is. She usually keeps his windows open at night if you want to get in through that way. I get all my stuff from him." "Thank you. You've been a big help. I can find my way back now. I'm going to stake the place out for awhile. I'll see you later okay?" said Ralas with a smile. "Sure...Ralas...bye." said Dravona as she walked away. Quickly changing her mind she ran back to him. "Uh, Ralas, would you like to, to meet me in my room tomorrow? We could have lunch together. I could also show you some cool things for stealing stuff...but if you don't want to I understand..." Ralas looked delighted and said brightly "Sure! I would love to! I'll see you then." "Okay! See you then!" said Dravona smiling almost to the width of her ears. She runs off smiling the whole way. People staring at her on the streets because of such a large smile. Dravona ran past the book store where she got her diary, then stopped. She walked back to the book store and walked inside.
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Ralas walked into the store. Inside it was a neat environment. Bright, clean, well kept. Shelves with shirts, pants, belts, amulets, any article of clothing you can think of. The clerk is a breton lady. Aging. White hair, crooked nose, Curley hair,about 5 and a half feet. Boney hands. She's behind a bar counter with more clothes on it.
"May I help you Sir?"
"Yes Ma'am, do you have a cheap belt? My pants keep falling of when I run."
"Yes, it's over here by the shoes..." said the old lady as she lead Ralas to a nearby shelf.
"Take what suits your fancy." Ralas noticed a fine pair of shoes that would work well. Decent price but look sturdy. "I'm sorry Ma'am, I have no money now. Perhaps I can come back tomorrow and buy it. Thank you." said Ralas as he walked out.
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later that night Ralas walked up to the front door of the old lady's store. Examining the door he notices that its sturdy and there are steels support bars on it. Deciding on the next phase of action for about 5 minutes, Ralas finally decided what he's going to do. He walks back to where Dravona showed him the store. He turned around, and ran as fast as he could at the door. Getting to the steps Ralas jumped as hard as he could forward with his right foot extended out and bashed the lock it. The door flew open with his strength against the lock and the bottom hinge flew off clanging somewhere throughout the room. The place where the lock used to be now lay splintered and shattered, now unidentifiable. Ralas ran into the store and grabbed the shoes. Getting out as fast as he could in the confusion that the old hag must be having right now. Waking up to a loud crash to find your door busted in. And robbed. Cheap shoes, but robbed none the less.
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Bregor looked up as he heard the door shut. "Ah! Ralas! Good to see you! What are you doing out so late? It's almost city curfew. I hope you weren't drinking. That's a bad habit to do so late at night." Ralas took a few steps closer and tossed the shoes at him. Bregor grabbed them in confusion, then held them in his hands and looked at them. "Are these-" "yes." "But I-" "you did." "Already!" "Yup, I'll just need a little bonus. I need some cover money." "Hell, I was going to give you a bonus because you did it so fast. Great job!"
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the next morning Ralas got his bonus. 150 gold. Overjoyed by having so much money he ran out right away and went back to the clothier. To cover up that he wasn't the culprit he pretended to come back like he said he would. Pretending to be surprised he acted like he was sympathizing. He bought a new pair of pants instead, saying he also need those. Through out the morning Ralas wandered the town, listening ro rumors, talking to other guild members, gambling away a few and gaining a little more back. Finally deciding it's lunch time Ralas headed upstairs to Dravona's room. Standing in front waiting to see if he could hear anything, and heard scuffing noises. Deciding she was there he knocked. Then he heard Dravona say "uh, hold on! Let me get dressed!" then some more scuffing noise. After a few minutes she opened the door. She was wearing a green skirt down to her knees, a cotton shirt to just above the hem of the skirt, and some green shoes with her hair tied up. Showing him the way in, Ralas looked around. There was a twin sized bed, a dresser with some personal items on top, a shelf with a small chest and books, a cupboard next to that, a small two person table, and a large chest at the foot of the bed. "Hi." she said as he entered. "Hi. This place is nice." "Thank you. Please sit down." she said motioning to the table. Ralas sat down at the table, looking across to find bread, cheap wine, hound steak, and some scrib jelly. Dravona sat down across from him and started eating, Ralas did the same. During lunch they talked about Balmora, then the guild, her room, then their personal life. Almost the whole story. Talking about their childhood, likes and dislikes, family, the environment they grew up in, and childhood loves. After awhile of talking and silence, Dravona said "oh! I have something for you." she said as she stood and went to the shelf. She took a small brown book and a red one. She handed him them with the brown one on top. "The brown one is a journal. To write about whatever is on your mind. And daily events if you like. I write that kind of stuff in my diary. Its there on the shelf. The green one." she pointed to the smallest book on her shelf. Ralas stared at his gifts. "And that red one is history on Dunmer. Incase you'd like to read about that..." she said again nervously. Ralas got up and hugged her.
Oh! He's hugging me! Thank you holy mother Mara! Thank you. I hope he likes them. It seems like its been forever. Dravona thought as she was being embraced. She wrapped her arms around his lower back and rested her head on his shoulder. "Thank you Dravona." Ralas said in her ear. After what seemed like another forever Dravona said breaking the hug "I-I'll be right back..." she said blushing leaving the room.
Ralas sat there. Thumbing through the red dunmer book. She's been gone for a few minutes...he thought as he dropped the red book and picked up the journal. Feeling the cover and looking at the pages. She has a diary too... ralas thought as he looked at it. He stood and walked up to the shelf. I wonder if it says anything about me in it...he thought as he started to lift his hand.
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hey everyone! Hope you liked it. I'll try to get the next one up too. And you guys may be wondering, Where is the mafia? Well I need to get his power and allies up before he can start that. Hopefully somewhere between chapter 10 and 15. Actually my friends want me to play halo with them so I'm just going to write the 2 profiles and post it. Sorry, no proof reading. SORRY!
Name: Kokuronei (Ralas)
Age: 16
style: brutal combat and stealth
Role: Main character
physical description: tall, about 5'7'', looks like a white-tan color dark elf with not as rough skin. Hair goes down to his lower back, black hair, light black glossy eye's, large forehead, muscular yet thin, athletic, average mouth and nose.
Personality: Kind to his friends, deadly yo his enemy's. would risk his life for those he loves but kills without a second thought with those that mean harm or stand in his way. Intelligent.
Again sorry everyone, but I'll do Dravona's next chapter. And sorry this is kind of rushed.