The outpost

[ExSPlug]

Morsir had entered the Khajiit camp. He had been ordered by Zinjad to find a way to hold the Khajiit until the Imperial army arrives.

Hiding behind a cart, Morsir poked his head out to peep the surrounding. The security is loose as most of the Khajiit are sleeping. His eyes caught a camp of exceptionally larger, which is guarded by 4 guards. There must be someone or something important inside...

Morsir picked a piece of palm-sized rock from the ground. He then threw it towards a camal. It hit the camal on it's foreleg, which caused it to panic and start to run around wildly. Seeing the scene, 2 of the guards gets off from their post to settle it.

As the security lightens Morsir dashed out from behind the cart, and draws Wolfang from his back and delivered a blow. The blow immidiately decap one of the guards. Seeing that his companion is dead, the other guard is stunned. Morsir swings again and ended his misery.

The camp is the food storage of the Khajiit. The supplies are stacked high until it reaches the roof of the camp. Morsir grinned, knowing that he had struck gold. He toppled some oil pots and tooks out some flint. The spark ignited the spilled oil and fire soon engulfed the camp.

"Now the Khajiits will retreat even before the Imperals come..."

As Morsir steps out from the camp, he sees Khajiits surrounding the camp. Before they could do anything, Morsir leaped forward and knocked down one of them, and start to run away. The Khajiit gave chase and Morsir is taking turns at randow, trying to shake them off. Right, right, left...but the Khajiits still followed. He tooked another turn and sees a Argonian standing there.

"Zinjad!! We've got company!"

[The_Sadukar]

Zinjad was just finished wiping the blood off Chrysmere, when he heard Morsir, Zinjad looked up and found, to his great dilight, that the poor redguard was being chased by about 15 of the dessert cats.

"Thankss" he shoutet to Morsir, in his own hissing way.

The redguard got a confused expresion on his face, but kept running.

Zinjad liftet Chrysmere and ran towards the presuers. Thanking the Nine for the fact that he was only wearing bonemold pauldrons and curiass.

Zinjad colided with the first khajiit and at that moment Morsir dared to look over his shoulder to see what appered to be a clycone of death and blood.

Soon the Khajiit was only littel bits of meat.

[The_Sadukar]

keeps this one going please.

[The_Sadukar]

this seems to be getting nowhere.

[Mad Rhetoric]

I'll be an Argonian:Harrunda Blaize.

Age:Unknown

Origin:Ghost Bear Tribe of the Black Marshes

Gender:Male

Background info:Harrunda came from a vicious tribe in the Black Marshes to the empire,seeking fortune and fame.That was some 10 years ago.Now he fights for his people,killing all the Khajiit he encounters.

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As Harrunda walked briskly along the dessert,he saw a silhouette(spelling?)of a building in the distance.His eyes narrowed.Thiss must be the one they call Southposst, he thought.

Perhaps they will provide sshelter...

[The_Sadukar]

Zinjad awoke from his battelrage, and looked around no sing of nor of the redguard, he shiged and startet running back to the Southpost.

[Anathema]

Thomas, meanwhile, stould on the top of the roof, upholding the camoflauge spell of the southpost. The enchantment was starting to get unstable, and it took more and more of his powers to uphold it. Letting so much power flow through his veins, he was effectively stunning his own senses- he couldn't see a thing, as if he was blind. Finally, he heard something.

"Zinjad, is that you? I can't uphold the spell much longer!"

[ExSPlug]

Morsir is now lying on the sand. His khaki coloured cape had provided good camoflague for him. Around him were the cropse of Khajiits that Zinjad had slaughtered, which prevents him from getting smelled out by Khajiit.

From where he was he could see the Khajiits in chaos, trying to put off the fire. Zinjad had left for about 5 mintues, there is no sign of hunters for him.

Knowing that it's safe, Morsir gets up and readys to leave. He noticed a big bag lying on the ground. Something...or someone is inside.

[The_Sadukar]

Zinjad look up at the top of the watchtower and saw the Breton, and shoutet

"Yes it's me, me and the Redguard mede at littel confusin amongst the cats, they won't get here anytime soon, but I've lost the Redguard"

[ExSPlug]

(OOC:Is Atreides Legend still joining? He seems to be inside the bag as you've mentioned it before...)

[The_Sadukar]

so it seems, but please take the bag home, and if he don't want to join he can be dead.

[GhostHunter]

Didn't see any mention of the bag but I just skimmed....Anyways sorry been real busy lately.

Waking up Talack was surronded by darkness. Where am I feeling around he found his bow still with him and laughed. Continueing to feel around he knew he must be in some bag type box or a object he had never encountered before. Moving his hands to the top he found a opening and pryed it open and the bag fell beneath him. Dusting off his brown, and light wood elf suit he looked around to see a few people staring back at him wide eyed.

[The_Sadukar]

Was looking at the wide dessert wating for something to happen.

[Anathema]

The camoflauge spell finally ceased, and the outpost became visible again. No matter, Thomas thought, as there weren't any of those kitten warriors nearby- yet.

He walked up to the others, and then noticed the wood elf.

"A wood elf? I didn't expect to see any of them around here. Anyway, shouldn't we be dealing with the kittens right now?"

[The_Sadukar]

Zinjad sees a great clod of dus out in the horizon, it moves to fast to be an army, so he assume that it's a sand strom and he goes down to tell the men that they'll most likely have to stay here for a long time.