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The might of a worm (open RP)


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1st of Last seed 2E 580

Alator, the archmage of the council of arcanea had spent many long years trying to root out necromancers and wizards who used their magic for evil.

He had noticed that after soulburst that they had become far more Active but he Believes that its something much bigger then a raid against a Town for the purpose of gathering souls and he wants to know what Before it happens. Now he sits in an inn in Bruma and wondering what to do next. But he cant do this alone and sends out Couriers to get his friends so that they can unravel what is going on.
suddenly the door opens and someone steps in.
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Alator turned and looked who it was then he saw who it was and said "hi take a seet we have much to discuss."


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It was Idaina Acha, she sat down at a stool. "Alator, it has been a long time. What brings you to Burma?"
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"I am worried and afraid, do you know the story of the king of Worms? Even if you do i will take it again." Then he took up a book and started Reading.


O sacred isle Artaeum, where rosy light infuses air,

O'er towers and through flowers, gentle breezes flow,

Softly sloping green-kissed cliffs to crashing foam below,

Always springtide afternoon housed within its border,

This mystic, mist-protected home of the Psijic Order:

Those counselors of kings, cautious, wise, and fair.




Ten score years and thirty since the mighty Remans fell,

Two brilliant students studied within the Psijics' fold.

One's heart was light and warm, the other dark and cold.

The madder latter, Mannimarco, whirled in a deathly dance,

His soul in bones and worms, the way of the necromance.

Entrapping and enslaving souls, he cast a wicked spell.




The former, Galerion had magic bold and bright as day.

He confronted Mannimarco beneath gray Ceporah Tower,

Saying, 'Your wicked mysticism is no way to wield your power,

Bringing horror to the spirit world, your studies must cease.'

Mannimarco scoffed, hating well the ways of life and peace,

And returned to his dark artistry; his paints, death and decay.




O sacred isle Artaeum, how slow to perceive the threat,

When the ghastly truth revealed, how weak the punishment.

The ghoulish Mannimarco from the isle of the wise was sent

To the mainland Dawn's Beauty, more death and souls to reap.

'You have found a wolf, and sent the beast to flocks of sheep,'

Galerion told his Masters, 'A terror on Tamriel has set.'




'Speak no more of him,' the sage Cloaks of Gray did say.

'Twas not the first time Galerion thought his Masters callous,

Unconcerned for men and mer, aloof in their island palace.

'Twas not the first time Galerion thought 'twas time to build

A new Order to bring true magic to all, a mighty Mages Guild.

But 'twas the time he left, at last, fair Artaeum's azure bay.




O, but sung we have of Vanus Galerion many times before,

How cast he off the Psijics' chains, bringing magic to the land.

Throughout the years, he saw the touch of Mannimarco's hand,

Through Tamriel's deserts, forests, towns, mountains, and seas.

The dark grip stretching out, growing like some dread disease

By his dark Necromancers, collecting cursed artifacts of yore.




They brought to him these tools, mad wizards and witches,

And brought blood-tainted herbs and oils to his cave of sin,

Sweet Akaviri poison, dust from saints, sheafs of human skin,

Toadstools, roots, and much more cluttered his alchemical shelf,

Like a spider in his web, he sucked all their power into himself,

Mannimarco, Worm King, world's first of the undying liches.




Corruption on corruption, 'til the rot sunk to his very core,

Though he kept the name Mannimarco, his body and his mind

Were but a living, moving corpse as he left humanity behind.

The blood in his veins became instead a poison acid stew.

His power and his life increased as his fell collection grew .

Mightiest were these artifacts, long cursed since days of yore.




They say Galerion left the Guild, calling it 'a morass,'

But untruth is a powerful stream, polluting the river of time.

Galerion beheld Mannimarco's rise through powers sublime,

To his mages and Lamp Knights, 'Before my last breath,

Face I must the tyranny of worms, and kill at last, undeath.'

He led them north to cursed lands, to a mountain pass.




O those who survived the battle say its like was never seen.

Armored with magicka, armed with ensorcelled sword and axe,

Galerion cried, echoing, 'Worm King, surrender your artifacts,

And their power to me, and you shall live as befits the dead.'

A hollow laugh answered, 'You die first,' Mannimarco said.

The mage army then clashed with the unholy force obscene.




Imagine waves of fire and frost, and the mountain shivers,

Picture lightning arching forth, crackling in a dragon's sigh.

Like leaves, the battlemages fly to rain down from the sky,

At the Necromancers' call, corpses burst from earth to fight,

To be shattered into nothingness with a flood of holy light.

A maelstrom of energy unleashed, blood cascades in rivers.




Like a thunderburst in blue skies or a lion's sudden roar,

Like sharp razors tearing over delicate embroidered lace,

So at a touch did Galerion shake the mountain to its base.

The deathly horde fell fatally, but heeding their dying cries

From the depths, the thing they called Worm King did rise.

Nirn itself did scream in the Mages' and Necromancers' war




His eyes burning dark fire, he opened his toothless maw,

Vomiting darkness with each exhalation of his breath,

All sucking in the fetid air felt the icy touch of death.

In the skies above the mountain, darkness overcame pale,

Then Mannimarco Worm King felt his dismal powers fail:

The artifacts of death pulled from his putrid skeletal claw.




A thousand good and evil perished then, history confirms.

Among, alas, Vanus Galerion, he who showed the way,

It seemed once that Mannimarco had truly died that day.

Scattered seemed the Necromancers, wicked, ghastly fools,

Back to the Mages Guild, victors kept the accursed tools,

Of him, living still in undeath, Mannimarco, King of Worms.


Then he stopped Reading and said "I fought in that battle you see, when i was very Young you are the first who gets to know this, after the sack of our councils home, I had no idea what do do at first but when i Heard about the battle that would be fought I joined Vanus army and traveled with them to Arteum." He took a break to make sure that nobody listened then he continued "It was like in the book it felt like the skies where about to fall apart and that is when i saw him."

"He was tall dark as night but his Eyes were the worst they burned with hate and despise while hurling awful magic that killed hundreds.
I ran with hate against him and entered a magic duel with him, but he was more powerfull than i ever had experienced and after just a minute it ended with me lying on my back, hit by one of his powerfull spells then when he was about to kill me and we mages was pushed back thats when Vanus came and attacked Mannimarco I took my sword "shadebane" wich was enchanted with light-magic and drove it through him but then he punched me with his iron strength that made me fly many feet away badly injured.

We won but Vanus died. i Think that Mannimarco has something to do with soulburst, and whatever he is planning it will threat all of Tamriel.
I Believe so because that the necromancers of the black worm cult and others are more Active now Than they have been in a long time.
They are working on someting and i wonder what."
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(April 6th 2013, 11:09 AM)I. Acha Wrote: It was Idaina Acha, she sat down at a stool. "Alator, it has been a long time. What brings you to Burma?"







(sorry for the long post :p)
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"I see." Idaina had heard the stories before. But she had no idea that Alator was in that battle, I mean he was old made young with magic. But that was so long ago. "So what is our first move?"

((Dang that was a long post))


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(April 6th 2013, 01:09 PM)I. Acha Wrote: "I see." Idaina had heard the stories before. But she had no idea that Alator was in that battle, I mean he was old made young with magic. But that was so long ago. "So what is our first move?"

((Dang that was a long post))

(It was around 2E 100-200 or something i checked the imperial library it didn´t stand a date but it had to be around there.)

"I dont now what to look for answers, i am worried about what they plan and im afriad that many will die. But there might be some answers in the arcane Universitys mystic archives i have some old friends(from the mages Guild) back there but if we go there then we must be careful because their cult is one of the most powerfull organizations in Tamriel and i have fought them many times Before and they are very smart. Well what do you say about a trip to the imperial city?
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"Perfect. The Imperial City, lets not waste any time". Idaina said. She had never been to the Imperial City, but she had heard grand stories about the white-gold tower and the arcane university. "Just let me get a few things for the journey."


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"Ok i´ll wait here then but i need to ask you a thing first. How skilled are you in magic because if you not are very skilled i have to teach you magic or else you will be in grave danger if we encounter a more skilled necromancer and there are a lot of those in the black worm cult? And i want to share a secret with you because i have never in all my years had a more loyal and kind friend and companion and since you have suffered so much while you are so Young i want you to be able to experience the true Beauty and loveliness of the World. Thats why im going to show you how to manipulate, Life use it as you wish." Then he showes Idania the spell.
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Shakir sat on a rock, he was tired, sweaty. His hood was slightly tattered by the branches, his vest and pants protecting slight amount of his body and his broken tooth. He touched it slightly, annoyed with it being chipped. Moreover it brought no pleasure for him to sit in the shade. He felt lazy and tired and with his hood on It was no different in the sun or in the shade. He was lost, greatly lost. It was a surprise to him, being a scout and a thief it was no problem for him in Elsweyr. He groaned annoyed, hoping no wolf would tear him apart or no arrow would destroy his facial parts. He saw a few shadows walking, he'd hide in the bushes. He'd take out a daggers, made in stainless steel. Waiting for the moment.
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"I thank you for teaching me, but if I may ask. I do not want to live for so long. There is a simplicity in mortality, and I wish to keep it." Idaina said. "Okay I am ready."


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a Tall figure enters the Inn, in full plate armor it was hard to tell who this person was, he had a helmet that covered his face par for two slots for eyes. he goes to the bar and sits down. the bartender gives him an odd look. the person takes of his helmet. he was a dunmer, shoulder length black hair, a sickly 'muddy' red eyes, not a blood red let other dunmer but ... almost brown. his skin looked and felt like stone. his face had a few long deep wrinkles.

"oh, i'm sorry" he said with his husky voice "i didn't know i had it on, give me the cheapest ale you got"


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As the shadows came closer and closer, Shakir looked and noticed; It were only refugees. He was surprised and glad.
As the refugees passed him, he jumped out the bushes and stood nonchalant wiping dirt off his clothing.
The few people looked at him shocked and scared. The leader was ready to sacrifice himself to save others.
Shakir didn't want any sacrifice, he just wanted information. The refugees told him where he was and the nearest inn.
He sprinted off once more into the bushes, going into the direction of the Inn. Finally finding it, he'd go in and walk to the counter.
Figs and leaves following him as he walks in.
He'd leave some coins and point at a bottle of water. Taking it and drinking it down. He'd want something sweet, but would fight the temptation for moonsugar. He'd notice a Dunmer. Walking up to him he'd ask.

"Imperial City, what direction?" while still feeling his broken tooth.
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The Inn door creaked open as Danaris slowly slid into the inn delicately. Her eyes beamed around the room as she removed her hood and her dark hair fell upon her shoulders. A warm fire brought a smile to her face but she knew that she could not allow herself to feel comfortable she had things that were on her mind. As she glanced around the room she adjusted her hair to cover her face slightly and proceeded to walk towards the bar. The room was filled with many different races; this she noticed first. Though none were quite as short as her; making her the only bosmer in the inn. Managing to take a seat at the far side of the bar she ordered a honey mead and overheard ," Imperial City, What Direction?" Her ears perked up and she took sip of her mead.
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A fancy smiling Imperial stepped out from a large manor located at the Imperial Plaza, right in the Heart of Cyrodiil: The Imperial City.

His weird robe lacked of any sense of style, the combination of colours was odd. He scratched his henriquatre and patted a jawbone necklace. The jaws were pretty small. Children? No. The sharp teeth showed these were Goblins.

"I bid you farewell, father! And you too, Dunkel! And granny! And you monsters in my wardrobe, too! I´m going for adventure!"

A short Imperial with big guts appeared in the door frame. He looked worried.

"But son! You wanted to go to the arcane University! Did you forget? You just came home from an adventure!"

Idriarius smiled.

"But father! This IS an adventure! Hahahaha! Everything is an adventure, if you just let go in!"

The fat Imperial sighed relieved. For a moment he thought that his only son again would rush into some cave or bone filled forest. But how could he hold his mad son back? It was time that he found a fiancee for him... yes. A woman at his side would adjust his troubled mind.

"Simply... be careful, son."

"I´m always careful. And now let us go, my friends!"

He patted his jawbone necklace.


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