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Total Members Voted: 28

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Jhro'Razz could not take it anym ore, he took one of his flasks of skooma and guklped it all down. He then dropped the empty flask as he stood up, taking a deep breath instantly calming down. He felt as a weight were lifted from his shoulders. Once again he felt.. calm, everything seemed to slow down around him.


(I have no idea what the effects of skooma really is, so I'm just guessing.  )

Think meth.

[Ultimuh]

Jhro'Razz could not take it anym ore, he took one of his flasks of skooma and guklped it all down. He then dropped the empty flask as he stood up, taking a deep breath instantly calming down. He felt as a weight were lifted from his shoulders. Once again he felt.. calm, everything seemed to slow down around him.


(I have no idea what the effects of skooma really is, so I'm just guessing.  )

Think meth.

Ah well, I am sure it is kinda accurate what I posted?
Or not?

[Kestrel_6]

Pretty much.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Uria rises slowly, caught in astonishment for a moment before breaking from her trance. "What are you all standing around for!? This is the Nerevar! What do you wish of us, usurper of the ash vampires? Our humble- clean that up! Bring more chairs over here!- home is yours."

[Kestrel_6]

"My home? Tel Uvirith was buried by lava. Do not worry about all of that. And I assume the Stormcloaks are lower down?"

[Ultimuh]

Jho'Razz saw clearly, heard keenly, he could smell the individual smells of everyone.
He did hear the name Uria uttered, he took a look at this scaly fellow.
"Nervar.. Nervar.. where have I heard that name from?"
He muttered to himself not sure why it sounded familiar,
perhaps he have heard the name from some storyteller back in Elsewyr?

[Gotdamnmiracle]

"My home? Tel Uvirith was buried by lava. Do not worry about all of that. And I assume the Stormcloaks are lower down?"

(Are there or are we they?)

[Kestrel_6]

Yes there are. This is the sort of HQ for the Stormcloaks.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

(Ah.)

[Gotdamnmiracle]

"Yes, right downstairs" Pushing Jho'Razz out of the way roughly "And this is our pet. He eat's skooma- move! Right this way, savior, down these stairs. I apologize in advance, these creatures will probably need an explanation of who you are, plus they will probably be drunk on their sewer drinks." Uria guides the argonian down the stairs.

[Kestrel_6]

"No. They already know who I am, and i am no Savior."

[Sinpwn]

Urval grunted and followed them back down the stairs.

[IronyOwl]

Hass-Kei stared in confusion at the dark elf for a few moments.

"So, I take it you are someone important, Marsh-Friend? You certainly seem well-equipped. Might I see that daedric weapon? Is it true they are made of ebony infused with the suffering of daedra?"

[Kestrel_6]

"Yes, to the Dunmer people. and yes you may. and yes it is."

[IronyOwl]

Examine wakizashi closely, then return it.

"Thank you. I don't suppose you know any more about how they're made?"