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The Lost Secret (Open RP)


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Hearthfire 2E 580.

A quiet old Dunmer sits in the streets of Vivec City, tall and grey. He sat waiting for someone, but he did not know who. Someone who break his bonds to this world, so he could reach peace with the Gods. For this was not any ordinary Dunmer, he was a prophet. One who would change the life of Idaina Acha, and other adventurers.

The old Dunmer sat on a bench in the crowded streets of Vivec City. A Breton Girl walks right by him, her name was Idaina Acha. "Young lady please come here." The old Dunmer said.

"Why do you want to speak to me?" Idaina spoke back to him.

"Listen here and listen well, for I have quite the story too tell. I have spoken to the God Vivec, he had instructed me to tell whom I feel worthy the journey that must be undertaken. Go to the goddess Almalexia, only she knows where to find the tomb of Kagrenac. To speak to Kagrenac is what you must do. Only then will you learn of the true threat that will soak the land in blood." The Old Dunmer man said.

"What non-sense are you spewing old elf?" Idaina said to him.

"Do not take this task alone, find others that will help you." The old elf said, just before a man walked in between them and the old Dunmer disappeared. Idaina ran as fast as she could to a carriers office.

"I need you to send out a message to any able bodied warrior that can help, and maybe a few old friends." She handed the carrier the message and some gold. She watched him ride off. She walked into an inn, rented herself a room, bought herself a drink, and waited.


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((Got this on the timeline, thanks for using a date helps to flesh out the story))

After his participation the the fall of the crimson suns, Do'Shanji had finally had enough of Skyrim. Khajiit were not trusted in many cities around the province there, and he was ready for a change in scenery. He had made his way into Morrowind and headed for Vivec City, there was sure to be work there.

He had arrived at the city just that day and was walking through the markets at the plaza in the foreigner's quarter. The hospitality here was much better than what he was used to in Skyrim. He stopped at a stand that had some fresh meats being prepared. He bought a haunch of venison and found a spot to sit and eat. The meal made him thirsty "There must be an Inn somewhere in this city" he says to himself "I could use a good ale right about now" He got up and walked further into the city looking for an Inn.


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Roac Bellecot - Redguard farmer
Jaree-Tah - Argonian agent
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'I have to be the most obvious fool in Morrowind. Dammit.' Fjor said as clanked along in his Ebony Armor. It didn't bother him much anymore. He was on his way to investigate the disappearance of one of Solduiran's, or Seeker as many call him, contacts disappearing. The man was a Dunmer Merchant in Vivec City. It was crowded in the streets. It was really starting to bother him as he was not a people person. Then an eagle streaked above him. 'What in Oblivian now?' The eagle was perched a few feet away. Fjor walked over to it and took off the message that was tied to its foot. It's claws were exceptionally large.

Fjor unrolled the letter. "Fjor, change of plan. Sylis Varen can wait. Right now you should seek out an old friend of ours, Idaina Acha. She is in need of some help and I am sending you. She is currently in waiting in an Inn in Vivec City. And give her the other note." Another piece of paper had been inside. Fjor couldn't help but peek at it. It read: "Idaina, if you need me, Fjor has a whistle. - Seeker" he rolled his eyes. Looking around he saw an Inn. He made his way there and went in. He saw the Breton girl sipping a drink.
This post was last modified: April 3rd 2013, 07:58 PM by Solduiran Long-Finger


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"Fjor!? Is that you? It has been so long! Well not that long I guess, but not the point. Did you get my note?" Idaina took the note from Fjor's hand and looked at it. "Seeker always with the notes..." So I guess you have questions.


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"No I didn't get it, but Sol... Seeker intercepted the message when it hit Mournhold. I happened to be the area so I stopped by." For as strong as he was and for as handsome as Solduiran claimed he was he was not confident in himself at all. Idaina made him nervous. She was pretty and about his age. Pretty girls scared Fjor. He was Awkward and he knew it. "What... What is it that you need uh help with?" It would have made him more nervous if he had still been with Ria. They had a falling out after they met up in Whiterun for the first time in a few years. Ria had left crying and Fjor confused. Last time he checked Solduiran had her watching Arendrel. And they too were somewhere in Morrowind.


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"Well it is something very important, at least it would be for most citizens of Morrowind. The Tomb of Kagrenac, and to speak to him! He has been dead for a very, very, very long time. Almalexia, she is the key. This is so complex... we need help. We need scholars, historians, and a vast collection of knowledge of the battle of Red Mountain." Idaina looked at him, "Do you know where we could start? Or who we need?"


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"Um, the only person I know to have knowledge like that was Seeker. But he did say that Dro'Xun had a similiar job to his. I am not sure. Should I call for Seeker?" Idaina's questions got him riled up. He stood up and sat back down again not knowing what to do. He felt suddenly helpless. Fjor stared at Idaina with wide eyes his head spun.


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"It would be good to see that horker again. Yes call him, you know the College of Winterhold would be a good start. They have a very large library, so they should have books on this legend or secret or whatever this is... You know I have a feeling about this, it doesn't feel right." Idaina looked at him to see his reaction.

When suddenly she saw an old friend walk through the door, Do'Shanj.


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Do'Shanji looks around the inn and sees Idaina and Fjor. He orders a drink and walks over to them. "What brings you two to this part of Tamriel?" He asks


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Fjor looked at him. "Business," he said rather dully. "Seeker sent me here to find something but Idaina must have found something else." Although he had met the Khajiit before they had never been "friends". Fjor scrounged up a piece of paper and scribbled: "Dwemer involved. Could use your help. - Fjor." Excusing himself he went outside. The fact Vivec was built on water bothered him. He could hardly tolerate visiting Riften let alone this. He blew on his whistle that always hung around his neck. A moment went by. Then an eagle landed gently on the wall of the street near him. Thane. Fjor tied the note to its leg and said, "Take this to Solduiran." The bird was gone before he finished the name. He went back inside to Do'Shanji and Idaina.


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And again the guild refuses to let him enter. This was degrading. Unfortunately enough the guild wanted him to work with this blunt Nord Idriar and this superstitious Argonian Fears-no-Fire, serving the Pact. Atleast he could train his skills in destruction and restoration. But it was a dumb task, though. To learn how to cooperate and things like that. Couldn´t they see that he didn´t play well with others?

Anyway, he wanted to leave Vvardenfel. He didn´t want to meet someone from his past. Idriar and Fears-no-Fire were somewhere, searching for work. Hopefully they wouldn´t go to Suran. But Suran was the last place where his name would be outspoken anyway.

Dlesdyddion Varuhlen.

After the frustration at the Mage guild the Dunmer with his grey and brown robe decorated with the symbols of restoration - the phoenix - and destrucition - the burning hand - entered an inn. He never drank alcohol or Skooma. There was no time in his life left for such. And no meaning or point aswell. In there he saw two Bretons and a Khajiit. More adventurers, he thought scratching his beard. Adventurers meant adventures. And such, he thought were a waste of time. But he actually had some spare time, though, as the guild refused him...

With a grim face he sat at a free table and shooed the bartender away with an angry look.


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Who keeps the Allesian Heresy down?
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Who knocked Yokuda off the maps?
Who keeps the Dwemer under wraps?
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"All I'm saying," Iogairn said to the somewhat angry drunk, "is that the Argonian, who's head you are holding quite impressively I might add, hasn't done you any actual harm." The Dunmer didn't look more inclined to let go. Iogairn sighed. "Look, you're all supposed to be allies now right?"
No change. He groaned and put his head in his hands. He hated this kind of stupid racism. Which supposedly meant he didn't mind clever racism. This always confused him.
"Now look what you've done," he told the Dunmer, "you've made me think about a philisophical conundrum." The Dunmer just sneered. Of course, the moron probably couldn't spell conundrum. Iogairn thought about hitting him. No, one side of his brain said, you shouldn't have to resolve to violence; that's the fool's way out.
To which the other side said: Sod it, you're drunk!
Iogairn hit him. The Dunmer released the Argonian who ran out the door. Well, that went well, he thought.
And half a dozen Dunmer rose from their seats to show this outsider the hospitality of Vivec city. With their fists.
"Well, bugger." Iogairn said.


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Do'Shanji pulls up a chair next to Idaina as Fjor goes outside. "So what really brings you two here, there is more to it than just business I'm sure" He says to her. He looks up and notices a robed character enter the bar. Do'Shanji looks at him, then turns back to Idaina. "Is this some sort of adventure you are on?"


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Fjor re-enters the Inn. He was surrounded by Dunmer. Instinctively he pulled his mace from his hip and shield from his back. Then he realized the were advancing on an inebriated Breton. Fjor steps in front of him. Holding his mace at the Dunmer, "I will pay for anything broken, or damage done. Don't make this harder than it is." His training as a housecarl made him defensive, but slightly more diplomatic. He hoped not to create a scene of himself but it seemed a little late for that.


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And the pillock tries to console them. He put a hand on the housecarl's shoulder. "I tried that, friend. I think they just want to punch someone now. And I think you've just volunteered. Good luck." He smiled encouragingly and turned around, thinking he should take this turn of events to run like buggery. The three Dunmer who stood in front of him had different ideas. He raised his fists. "Me and you then friend?"


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