Havelock Vetinari

IC (Khalisk)Khalisk nodded. “Perhaps we should return there for this check-up, on the off chance one of the wounds opens and the scent of wounded prey attracts Rahi.”

IC (Khalisk)"Do you have a home? Or some other place safe from the hazards of this land?"

ICThe robe fell away from the figure as it rose once more, the robe falling away due to the damage sustained to it by the energy blast. Nothing stood before them but a skeleton, seemingly moving of its own will.

Soundwave(lots of transformer fans here)

Maybe they can't. It's trailer, it doesn't reveal everything.Frankly, my doubts in Bethesda vanished when I climbed a mountain and saw Skyrim in all it's glory.......And when I stormed a Bandit stronghold as a Werewolf and slaughtered everyone. Never gets old.

Makuta

IC (Karariko Village)Mordane rushed into the village, towards the perceived safety of the inn, only to stop dead in his tracks at the sight before him. The mage was here, right in front of the very place he had been fleeing too. He took a second to analyze the situation. The Mage was holding what appeared to be a young girl hostage, with a warrior confronting him over the situation.Mordane cared nothing for the Knights of Hyrule, but he did take offense to presumably innocent people being taken hostage by power-mad mages. Hoping that he had not been noticed, he dived behind a nearby building. Pressed against the wall of said building, he closed his eyes and tapped into his powers.Suddenly his eyes shot open, a dim purple glow emitting from them. In the inn, on the second floor, a figure that lay inert upon the bed lurched to life with the sound of bone grinding against bone. It’s features were hidden by a hooded robe, but the long sword it gripped spelled out it’s intention’s clear enough. It lurched towards the window, and then…There was the sound of shattered glass and what almost appeared to be a free flying robe hit the mad mage from above, knocking him the ground.

Starscream

Bah! Immortality is worth it!And a Necromancer trading post?... Genius! I say we clear out fort Greymoor and set up there!

IC (Near Kakariko Village) Mordane picked up the pace, the village was in sight now and he didn’t wish to caught him in a battle with a powerful mage, his magic was subtle, it focused on the dead, which meant he was utterly defenseless if someone decided to toss a fireball in his direction. He hadn’t spotted soldiers from any of the two forces vying for the kingdom yet, this was a positive sigh…And yet, he felt the charge in air increase just a bit. That bit was enough for him to break into a run. He’d barricade himself in the inn if he had too, but he would not die here. If he had his way, he would never die.

Grave.

Evil queen.

Of course it has. This is the grim darkness of Mata Nui after all.

Welcome to Morrowind. Mind the cliff racers.EDIT: Necromancers unite!

...All hail the lord of demonic humor! Who would have thought that demons had a sense of humor?

ICMordane paused, he had been walking back into the village, but suddenly, the air seemed completely charged with magic. This was never a good sign, the war had come to this village as well. He sighed and fumbled with his pack. People just couldn't leave each other alone.

IC (Khalisk)"There is, I believe, a higher chance of a Rahi attack out here. A building would be preferable." Khalisk shrugged, he thought there was little Twenty-Eight could do in any case.

OOC: See you then.IC (Khalisk)"Ah, will this check-up take place in open air-or inside one of these buildings? I am not familiar with this procedure."

IC (Khalisk)"Indeed. I suspect that whatever robbed me of my memories is also responsible for my current physical condition. If that is of any interest." Khalisk trailed off, unsure of what to say next.

IC (Khalisk)“Ah, yes. I’ve suffered a wound to my back and though it appears to be healing well, I suspect there is permanent internal damage.” He paused and gestured towards his right eye. “I cannot quite see out of this eye and ah, there are numerous dents and scratches about me.” Khalisk was surprised that Twenty-Eight had not noticed, but his form was completely different from hers, so perhaps that was to be expected.

ICMordane sighed, this was getting him nowhere fast. He gathered up his tomes and placed them in pack, muttering to himself all the while. He had come to this area with high hopes and the promise of ever-greater necromantic power bouncing about in his mind. Now it seemed he would leave empty-handed.

IC (Khalisk)Khalisk sighed. “Unfortunate, most unfortunate, however, if villages manage to survive here, then perhaps I will as well. I am better armed and equipped then some of their inhabitants I suspect. Though my wounds may yet be the death of me.” Khalisk still had no earthly idea what average conversation’s consisted of, so he had settled for mentioning only what he thought of as interesting or pressing.

The Nords attitude towards magic is a big reason I'm an Empire supporter. That and the racism.

IC (Khalisk)“Considering my condition and my…difficulties moving quickly, and the fact my staff is of limited use against a swarm of creatures, I have merely come to the logical conclusion that in order to remain functioning that I must make a fair attempt at avoiding Rahi-infested areas. Something I suspect is not an option in this land.”