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[Vys]

Turning to face him slightly she touched his shoulder with rhe back of her knuckles, leaning over a little bit,"May your road leads you to warm sands in your travels." She cooed quietly.

Khajiit despite relations always had respect for one another.
Watching the guard saunter off her eyes narrowed into slits and her lips curled into a toothy smile.

Slothtastic The Mechanist

 

[Slothtastic]

R'Jeer had no idea what she was doing but despite this he repeated the gesture, despite looking very much confused. Or at least he tried to, his hands were still bound. So he fixed that bit gnawing them off and then correctly repeating the gesture.
"Sands." He repeated, looking her in the eye. Mate is weird, do weird thing. Still like. He concluded in his head. He decided to try and add something new to the gesture, touching her forehead with his.​

Vys

 

[The Mechanist]

Ren looked over his shoulder sighing, "Mage!" A bolt of lightning flew in hitting the ground between the two kahjit, "get back in line prisoner, or else the next one will hit you." Said the centurion; he felt for them, being sent to be executed, more than likely for all the wrong reasons, but there wasn't anything he could do, not without ending up joining them for insubordination.

 

[Vys]

She couldn't help but to feel sad for the big lug. Probably was really confused about this whole situation. Smiling quietly she nodded and exhaled,"Sands..." her voice trailed for a moment.
When he leaned over to touch foreheads she twitched and widened her eyes, tail flicking with surprise.
/If we weren't both going to be skinned I'd claw his eyes out but it looks like he needs this./ closing her eyes briefly she exhaled and enjoyed the brief contact before pulling her head away and watching the crowd once more.

Slothtastic

 

[Slothtastic]

The bolt that landed between the two shocked him. Figuratively. The mage had just made lightening come from his hand. And R'Jeer was calm enough to acknowledge this had happened! But sadly the contact with his "mate" had come to an end. Despite everything he couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness, the man at the stone block reeked of death, and those around him of fear. R'Jeer was smart enough to know he was sending them to their death. He noticed that his "mate" was in front of him in the line of death. And so he took her place, when the bolt was fired he switched themselves around. He'd protect her for as long as he could before death came to them.​

Vys The Mechanist

 

[Iskandar]

Coran Selet
Grizzled Bastard
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Coran was... well dumbfounded to say the least when the two Khajiit and the Imperial were bickering back and forth and having what looked like friendly banter. The two Khajiit were about to have their heads sliced off, and they were here talking with an Imperial Centurion like they were best friends. He let out a heavy sigh as a child tugged at his arm, "What, kid?" He didn't even bother to look down at the kid, and continued to feel the tugging before the child spoke.

"Can I get on your soldiers and watch the executions. My mother says it is okay and that I should watch whats happens to filthy traitors." The boy said, pulling and tugging at Coran's gloved hand.

"No. Leave me alone, boy." Coran growled at the boy, looking down at him now. The boy merely frowned and ran off, most likely to his mother to cry. The grizzled bastard was growing tired of the wait to see the prisoners be executed, and he couldn't help but have a bad feeling about the entire situation. He could still feel himself be watched, and he examined his surroundings once again. There were the two Khajiit, the Imperial Centurion, the townspeople, the executioner, Ulfric, Tulius, an Altmer and Dunmer... and one final person, a small bosmer female that was near the wagons. She wasn't there before, and stood out from the rest of the people. He looked her way, staring at her for a few seconds before submerging himself deeper into the crowd that was thirsty for blood and to see heads role. His gut was telling him to be cautious and on guard.

Ms. Sparrow

 

[Vys]

Shooting her head up she flattened her ears,"You're sending us to our deaths have some humanity! The least you could do is tell us the reasoning why we are getting our gobs lopped off!"

Gasping as she was switched around with the large Khajiit, her brows raised, surprise and thought coming across her face.
/This man is smitten huh. If we get out I could use this./ a sly smile flicked across her lips as she peered at the mage from behind R'jeer. Tipping her head she cooed quietly,"The names Ri'raji. " she smiled from behind her muzzle.

Slothtastic The Mechanist @All

 

[Slothtastic]

Mate said something, Ree'Rajee? Weird name. Mate weird. Weird name weird mate. Weird weird.
"R'Jeer." He stated plainly, seeming to grasp this concept at least. He then nodded and asked something.
"Ree'Rajee mate?" This was his question, head tilting as he did so.​

Vys The Mechanist

 

[Nomad_Queen]

Helgen
The town of Helgen came into view as Addie came closer to the town on the back of her newly bought horse, the wooden gates were already open. The small town was abuzz as Addie slowly rode up the road to the left of the gate on the back of her horse Addie could see the situation clearly. A small group of people was about to be executed, Addie spit on the ground in disgust of them criminals were all the same in her opinion she let the reign go from her right arm and looked down at her left arm as she let out a long breath. Addie took her free hand and reached into her bag pulling out a small dagger and hooked it to her side in case anyone tried anything ever since the accident she had to get used to her new life with only one arm.

 

[FireMaiden]

Maybe the last prisoner to be removed from the carts was Nora. And I saw removed because she refused to get off the cart in the first place. As she was dragged off, she was yelling at guards, letting off a flurry of curses and slurs the orcs uses for humans. She was just trying to cross the border, and yet now she's gonna be executed because of...she didn't even know why! And they took Lyria, which she understood of cousre, armed prisoners was bad for business. And, who knows, maybe she would get lucky and something would happen and set her free. That was a long shot though. Damn it all, she hated this. "You imperial fucks..." she mutter, harshly being forced into line.

 

[The Mechanist]

Renellius watch as th prisoners were being organized. "It's only a matter of time....." there were too many non nords here. Surely there was a mistake. "General, surely these people cannot be...." he was cut off as Tulius raised a hand. "Do not question it Centurion, for both our sakes, the thalmor are listening." Said the man. Ren sighed and saluted his CO, "yes general....." turning his attention back to prisoners....no....victims of chance. Ulfric was the man who should be the only one executed, everyone else? Maybe questioned and released if nothing was wrong but they shouldn't be beheaded. Sighing his attention snapped to a man who tried to run off, only to be shot by command of a legate. His body fell to the ground like a sack of potatos, arrow sticking out of his back as blood poured out of him.

 

[Vampiricdoll]

Darkness was all he saw, then a small blur came into vision. It became brighter and brighter until a bright light filled his eyes. He blinked a few times, shapes and colors coming back. He was on the back of a wagon, riding with a few unfamiliar faces. He shook his head slightly and groaned. What happened... What had caused him to black out like that? He tried to remember. OH yeah, the hilt of a sword to the face. He sat up, looking around his surroundings. A town from the looks of it. "Get off the wagon, elf!" A voice yelled at him, he stood up and noticed his hands were bound, but continued. When he jumped off, he was met with two people. "Name?" one of the men asked. "Meveds? Meveds Vuleethi." He stated. The man looked at the list and frowned. "Captain, he's not on the list."

"Forget the list, he goes to the block."

All the dark elf think was "oh crap, oh crap, oh crap." He knew what the block meant. Why was he to be beheaded? He didn't do anything! He looked around frantically, hoping to see an escape. Nothing. He was forced towards the crowd.

Milnsi watched from afar, watched the prisoners being unloaded until-- She saw her brother. "Meveds...? MEVEDS!" She jumped up from her place and ran towards the crowd. She would recognize his ugly mug anywhere. "Meveds!" She cried out again, only to be stopped by an imperial soldier. "I'm sorry miss, you can't interfere." He commanded. "But that's--" She argued, but was interrupted by another imperial soldier, this time directed towards the prisoners.
General Tullius. . .

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[Slothtastic]

The whole line of prisoners continued. R'Jeer still hadn't gotten an answer but most likely would not. There was one more before he was to be killed. In his whole life there had been no joy, no happiness unless he was feasting. That was the only thing that had made him happy. And it dawned on him that his life was empty. He would die, not to be remembered. Not to be cared for about it. He had made no relationships, and so his life was empty and lonely. And as the prisoner stepped forward to the block, R'Jeer couldn't help but once again feel sad. He'd did not remembered and without a mate. He began a frown, and accepted how his life was.​

Vys Vampiricdoll The Mechanist

 

[Vys]

Her eyes widened as the male spoke, her ears swiveling forward with surprise again. / Again with the mate thing huh. Hmm. Five minutes wouldn't hurt. It would stop my Mother from whining at me 'WHY DONT YOU HAVE SOMEONE YET'. Well I did...before he got beheaded./
Exhaling after looking around for a moment she nodded,"Rr'raji mate." she offered a small smile, partially hidden by the muzzle.
Looking at the seemingly growing line of prisoners before her attention was brought to a man that tried to run. Watching him fall to the ground with a blank expression, she exhaled and closed her eyes,"We aint getting out of here are we." she spoke out mainly to herself.

Slothtastic @All

 

[The Mechanist]

Ren watched as the first man was brought to the block, a stormcloak. But most sympathy was out the door the minute he praised Ulfric. His face turned into a scowl beneath his mask, no pity was shown for the stormcloak rebels, or for their selfish leader.
But wait....what was that? Ren turned his head as he heard a faint roar in the distance as it echoed off the mountain close by. It was distant, but powerful enough to reverberate all the way to Helgen? Something was wrong, and the centurion didn't like it.

 

[Vampiricdoll]

"Jarl Ulfric." The general started. "Some here in Helgen call you a hero. But a hero doesn't use a power like the Voice to murder his king and usurp his throne." He explained. Ulfric growled under his muff. "You started this war, plunged Skyrim into chaos, and now the Empire is going to put you down, and restore the peace." Meveds looked to the heavens as the roar was shot through the sky, and so did everyone else. "What was that?" One of the men asked aloud. Tullius looked in his direction. "It's nothing. Carry on." He ordered. The men nodded and continued. The general walked to join his fellow soldiers as one of the captains ordered the priestess. "Give them their last rites!" The priestess nodded and walked up beside the block. "As we commend your souls to Aetherius, blessings of the Eight Divines upon you, for you are the salt and earth of Nirn, our beloved..."

"For the love of Talos, shut up and get this over with." One of the stormcloaks said as he approached the block.

"As you wish." The priestess said, with annoyance.

A few moments later his head was rolling on the floor, and his body fell to the ground, lifeless. Shouts from the crowd filled the air, whether it be opposing or rejoicing the death, hate was filling the air. "Next the dark elf!" The captain pointed at Meveds. His eyes widen. "By the eight, please no." He whispered as he was forced forward toward the block. Another roar was shot through the air.

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[Slothtastic]

Each time the roars came R'Jeer's ears twitched. His instincts were screaming Danger at him, and even he was beginning to fear the beast. But he didn't leave. Instead he growled and stuck close to Ri'Raji.
"Protect mate." He grumbled out, sticking close to her. Now that she had confirmed being his mate he was closer to her, and had a successful mate. So he'd protect her at all costs. Even his life.
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Vys Vampiricdoll The Mechanist

 

[Iskandar]

Coran Selet
Grizzled Bastard
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Coran watched as one prisoner was literally forced off the wagon. His eyebrows raised and watched the girl get dragged off the cart and pushed into the line. It was quite an interesting line... Two Khajiit, Ulfric, the Dark Elf and Small Nord. It was diverse, and not what the grizzled bastard suspected. He just thought it would be Ulfric and his Stormcloak lackeys. The man crossed his arms and continued to watch before hearing the same roar everyone else did. It was a roar that Coran had never heard in all his years of travelling and wandering.

"That does not sounds good at all..." Coran muttered to himself before being pushed by a Dunmer female who was trying to break through the crowd. She was stopped by an Imperial Guard and told she couldn't interfere. It looked like she knew one of the people in line, and was desperate to get to him, "Don't bother. You'll be killed before you can even make it to him." Coran said coldly to the woman.

The executions were beginning now, the first one to die was an eager Stormcloak who shut that annoying priestess up. Coran watched the head roll for a few seconds before the body went limp and lifeless. Another Roar was heard and rung through the mountains and air. Coran's instincts were telling him it wasn't good and that some shit was about to go down, "Hmph." Was all he said as he watched the Dark Elf get picked to be the next one executed. Better prepare for the worse... Coran thought to himself, hand on the hilt of his sword, ready for anything

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[Vys]

Turning her head off to the mountains as the roar echoed off in the distance. Flattening her ears her eyes narrowed into slits, her teeth baring slightly,"Is that..." going quiet she looked down at her boots and closed her eyes and started to whisper a quiet prayer to Nocturnal.
The second roar shook the air making her tense up and look towards the executioners,"Hey tinheads I dont think this is a time to mingle around right now." she hissed, her tail flicking.
As R'Jeer got closer she leaned away slightly and peered around looking for the source,"Shhh."

Cupping her hands around the air her fingers warmed up slowly and small embers flicked up from her plams.

Slothtastic

 

[Slothtastic]

R'Jeer looked in surprise to her ability to create fire, and got a bit closer. He could feel the beast closing in. And when it did he didn't want her to be hurt. She was his mate, he would defend her.
"Mate make fire from hands?" He asked, looking down at her with wide eyes.​

Vys The Mechanist

 

[The Mechanist]

Ren looked around, "something is coming...." he said, his hands touching the pommels of his gladii. His eyes immediately noticed one of the prisoners creating a fire spell. Normally he would interfered as that would make it look like an escape attempt, but at this point he had no problems letting them go, they weren't even nords. They're not stormcloaks, plus maybe the extra magic could be helpful.
Again more roars filled the skies, and he turned his head more, something was in the clouds, a large shadow that created a menacing silhouette as it flew by.

 

[Vampiricdoll]

Meveds heartbeat filled his ears. His heart was racing, he couldnt hear the voices around him. A foot from the captain kicked him to his knees, and his head on the block. He was sweating, he wanted to cry, didnt understand why this sudden end was coming to him. He closed his eyes shut, as the executioner raised his axe.

A roar filled the sky, and black wings emerged from the overcast day. The scaled beast flew down and onto one of the towers, shaking the ground on which everyone else stood. It eyed the people of the town, and opened it's mouth. A shout emeraged from it's mouth, shaking the ground ever more and having people fall to the ground. A panic emerged from the crowd and people ran everywhere. But Meveds was part of the ones who fell, and stunned from the shock, did not get up.

Milnsi broke free of the guards grip after thr dragon landed and ran over to help her brother. "Mev, Mev!! Get up!" She screamed at him. He shook his head, and looked up at her. "Mil...? What's going on...?" He mumbled. "There's no time!" She yelled. She hauled him into the nearest tower and laid him down by a haystack.

 

[The Mechanist]

Ren looked up, "by the nine is that a dragon!" He yelled as he withdrew his swords, his attention snapped to the prisoners, shaking his head he ran towards them and cut their bonds. "Go get out of here!" He commanded as he began to push them, his head turning seeing a wood elf helping the dark elf prisoner. The bosmer appeared to have it under control so he turned back to the other prisoners, undoing their bonds as well and pushing them away.

 

[Vys]

Her hands flared up into flames and she gave out a cry out of relief, a grin spreading across her face,"Ha!" looking over to the male she smiled and nodded,"Yes mate can do such!" tearing off her muzzle she opened her jaw with relief and turned to him,"Come." she seared his binds and grabbed his massive fingers because that's all he could get her own hands around. /Oh my god hes like a tree./
Turning to the guard she smiled and nodded in acceptance,"Swords where are they?" she patted herself down to see if she had any.
Leaning down she reached into her boot, revealing one of her own,"Oop got it. " she admired it and spoke to the large Khajiit male,"They need to search prisoners better." she muttered.

As the dragon veered closer she paused in awe,"By the Gods..." she stumbled as it landed on the closest tower, putting her hands out for support.
Flicking her tail she growled and flicked her violet gaze up to R'jeer. Shortly she was swept up and she gave out a squeak of surprise and grabbing onto his shoulder for support,"Oh wow hello."

Slothtastic The Mechanist @all

 

[The Mechanist]

Ren finished with the prisoners and turned to see the executioner was charred, "poor bastard..." he said as he attempted to get the people evacuated. His gaze stopped as he saw the kahjit run into a tower, running over to them he spoke up, "you guys need to get out of here! You big guy, take her and just run, don't let that dragon follow you!" He said as he closed the door and ran back out. Trying to evacuate even more people. So far most exits were blocked and people were dying left and right. He couldn't find the General or the thalmor. Ulfric was gone as well; as he turned he saw a fire ball heading towards him, he brought his arms up as it landed right in front of him, the explosion creating a crack in the ground and throwing him in.
He fell inside, landing inside an underground cavern in a stream.