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The Emergency [Part 1E]
Date: 2014-03-16 02:44 am (UTC)“Are you kidding?” Brelyna scoffed, the first time she had spoken in a while. “J’zargo, no one is going to name you Arch-Mage.”
He looked at her almost confused. “Why not? J’zargo is the most talented mage here,” he started and Alla rolled her eyes, looking to Nelacar who was across from her shaking his head, drinking deep from his tankard.
“Alla took down like, four wolves today and most of the Thalmor soldiers we have found she and Nelacar have killed. You haven’t killed one.”
“Killing others does not make you Arch-Mage,” J’zargo said almost in a hiss. Brelyna snorted.
“No, but it shows they have much more skill in magic than us!” she fought back. “If anyone was going to be named it… it would be Alla!”
She looked to them, shocked. “E-Excuse me?”
J’zargo’s ears went back. “Alla would not make a good Arch-Mage. She already has a title, she does not need two.”
Onmund looked up from his bread. “That’s your basis on why? That’s so stupid! She can be Arch-Mage and dragonborn too!” He protested and Alla pressed her tongue against her cheek. Funny how no one was bothering to ask her opinion.
As if he read her thoughts, J’zargo spoke. “Alla does not want to be Arch-Mage, yes? It would not suit Alla.”
She had enough and stood up, rolling her eyes. “I’m not getting involved. I’m going to bed,” she said, dropping a few septims down. “You guys can bicker amongst yourself but be up before dawn. We can cover more ground if we leave as soon as possible.”
Nelacar downed his drink. “I think I’ll turn in for the night as well.”
She smiled as he got up and she waited for him so they could go to their room together, him shutting the door behind them as J’zargo began to protest again making Brelyna scoff in irritation. He chuckled and she rolled her eyes, pulling off her stained and dirty robes. “You’re friends are quite interesting.”
“Try being with them for longer than three days,” she said as she hung her robes over the chair in the room, digging for her shirt when he came up behind her and touched her shoulders. She stopped and leaned back against him and he kissed the top of her head.
“You’re making the right decision.”
She sighed. “I don’t like it,” she admitted. “I would rather keep going but you’re right. They can’t keep up. I’m used to travelling long and far but it’s not for everyone and we need to go back.”
He kissed down near her temple and she sighed, savouring his touch before she turned and grabbed his robes, forcing him to the bed. She shoved him down, his body hitting the straw hard and she crawled on top of him, biting her lip in a come-hither look for a second to look innocent but he didn’t take the bait.
“The doors here aren’t as sound proof as the ones in Winterhold,” he said and she paused, hearing the dull chatter outside making her shrug.
“Be quiet then.”
“Excuse me?” he said in irritation making her giggle. “I’m not the one who shouts so… inappropriately all the time.”
The Emergency [Part 1F]
Date: 2014-03-16 02:45 am (UTC)He flushed but didn’t say anything more allowing her to move up a bit to kiss him. He let her, cupping the back of her head and she moaned against him, her nearly naked body shivering a bit which made him switch their positions so she was against the pelts below. She wrapped her arms around his neck, happy to finally have some alone time with the mage when a knocking made her groan. She flopped down, irritated while he took a moment to compose himself before he went to the door.
It opened before he could get to it, Enthir walking in making her get up from the bed. “E-Enthir?! Enthir, what the fuck!?” she spat, grabbing the pelts to bring up around her body. He didn’t seem the least bit concerned.
“Alla, get your crap. You have to come back with us, now.”
She stared at him then up to Nelacar who was frowning before she moved. “Enthir, what’s this about? Why are you here?”
“I was sent to get you,” he said, looking over his shoulder. “Look, grab your shit. We need to go.”
“Why? I paid for-”
“The Thalmor are coming,” he cut in which made her stare. “Look, all you need to know is Faralda and I were sent to find you and your little entourage and along the way we stumbled across what you’ve been doing just as some Thalmor did. Long story short, they’re fucking pissed and you’re in a fucking lot of trouble.”
She got up and grabbed her robes, tugging them on, her cheeks hot. “How do they know it was us? And why should I care?”
“I don’t know,” he said as he moved to grab her bag, looking up to his friend who was frowning from where he was standing. “Maybe the fact that a group of mages from the college killing Thalmor agents attracts attention? And you should care, you stupid girl. Don’t you understand? The college could come under attack yet again by you provoking a war!”
She bit her lip. Okay, granted, she didn’t think of that. She took her bag from him, throwing it over her shoulder and he looked to Nelacar. “Sorry for cock-blocking you.”
“W-We weren’t-”
“How did you find us? And get here so fast?” she cut in as she walked out, looking to see Faralda standing by the fire, her three friends waiting awkwardly as if they had been caught stealing sweet rolls from the guards. Enthir moved past her.
“We followed the bodies. And we’re on horses,” he said, moving to exit with her in tow. Faralda came after with the three apprentice mages and Nelacar took up the rear. In front of the Inn were two black mares, quiet as they stood with their heads low as the wind blew their manes over their faces.
‘Where did you get these?” she asked and Enthir looked back at her.
“Baby, do you have to ask?”
The Emergency [Part 1G]
Date: 2014-03-16 02:45 am (UTC)Enthir sighed and looked to Faralda who pursed her lips. She finally spoke. “We need to take you back first, Alla. That was the command. Mirabelle should be awake-”
“W-What?” she cut in making her stop. “D-Did you say Mirabelle? She’s alive?”
Her friends immediately looked to Faralda who blinked. “W…Well yes. She’s alive. But you are the first priority-”
She didn’t have time for this. She needed to see the Master Wizard. “Enthir, come on. Faralda! Take Onmund! His arm is hurt and he needs to see Colette immediately. Nelacar, here’s my pack. It has fifteen potions of healing inside and about a dozen magicka ones as well. Take J’zargo and Brelyna now, head along the beach and don’t stop. My map is in there too.”
She immediately started directing them, moving to mount the one mare as she waited impatiently for Enthir. He raised his brows but came to her side. Faralda didn’t look pleased but she did as asked and Alla took the reins, turning the mare as she looked to J’zargo and Brelyna. They stared at her, quiet.
“Nelacar, take care of them or so help me, I will kill you.”
He flushed. “We’ll be fine.”
She didn’t wait any longer and kicked the mare making Enthir spit and grab her waist as the beast reared and whinnied into the wind. It took off strong, rushing down the path and the guards shouted at her as she went past, her eyes on the path ahead as she tore through down and moved along the beach.
Behind her Faralda and Onmund mounted their horse and they chased after them, the lights of Dawnstar being lit as the twilight sky began to take over the sky. She rode with her head down a bit, Enthir gripping her stomach and when the mare had to slow she turned to look at him.
“How did she survive?”
“I don’t know,” he said, his eyes forward. “Alla, honestly, what were you thinking going out to slaughter the Thalmor? How could you not foresee what this would do!?”
She pursed her lips. “I was angry.”
He sighed. “Yes, because you know how rational you are when you’re angry,” he said but she didn’t reply. “Alla… You could have brought a war upon us which we can’t fight.”
“Do you know what Ancano said to me before he died?” she asked and she could feel his eyes on her as she stared out at the wilderness. “He told me his men would come shortly to execute every last one of us. We had no chance. There was no point in killing him because we were all marked for dead anyways.”
He was quiet but his grip around her waist tightened. “Do you believe him?”
“I didn’t want to find out,” she said and they rode in silence, Faralda catching up and once the mares were ready they pushed them hard again and ran over the glaciers that rose up from the Winterhold shores.
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