Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141207202844/@comment-24685738-20141207203041

The Captain strode through the abandoned base, eyeing everything and taking it in. The den had fallen into disrepair, due to no M.O.R.A.G. T.O.N.G presence there, anymore.

The MORAG TONG.

A hideous name, one to be whispered into ears or loudly condemned during war meetings. Just the Captain’s luck, he had been assigned to flush them out of their Bruma hiding place.

He sighed, disgusted by the state of things. A thin layer of dust had fallen over everything, thus making his boots leave tracks in it as he walked. It appeared as if no one had disturbed this place for a while…

A few scraps of metal lay on the table, drawing his attention. There was also some plan for a mechanical leg, but he ignored that. The thing that interested him the most… was a blueprint. A blueprint of a smaller, faster version of the airship.

He sighed, picking it up and handing it Zae Morgan, the Imperial Science Head of Bruma, who had, for some reason, taken an interest in this place.

Strange woman.

She was one of the few special guests who had been invited to send the Akaviri Expedition off, due to her friendship with one of them… Louisa, or something. The Captain didn’t really care. He had no idea what had happened to that airship… Probably crashed into the ocean, or something.

Trying to ignore the lady’s ramblings, the Captain strode off by himself, determined t gather more information about this place before he set off for Skyrim, tomorrow. He was excited. It was going to be the first time he got to command a Squadron of Airships!

Then, something glittering in the corner caught his eye.

He wandered over, finding a golden pin, with a… phoenix on it.

Something was attached to it. He opened it, and began to read…

Dear Captain Fyris;

How have you enjoyed your time in Bruma?

I hope you’ve been well.

''You must have decided to come into our tunnel, and find something that is not there. You may not know of what I speak, but I’m sure your friend does.''

I warn you, Captain, not to mess with the MORAG TONG.

Else fire will consume you.

Highest Regards,

WildSea.

Captain Tiren Fyris shot his head up, thoroughly startled. From what he had seen, this emblem had not been in the corner when he had walked in. The strangest thing was, there were no footsteps leading to or from the pin.

Tiren now had something that interested him. If he couldn’t discover what it was, now, he would find this… ‘WildSea’ when he returned from bombing Windhelm.

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A Pair of bright green-gold eyes watched him from the corner. The figure that they belonged to was struggling not to smile, and give away her position.

After a moment more of watching and analyzing, they winked out of existence.

WildSea, Phoenix among Phoenixes, pulled her head out of the scrying bowl, glancing around at her surroundings. The Chamber was rather nice, and large, having a vast array of potions and other magical items. The forest-garden in the center of the room only made it even better for her.

She, and a few of her men, had commandeered the Archmage’s rooms for their own personal use, as a forward base was placed among the glaciers.

The Mages hadn’t been too happy, but after flashing their badges, WildSea’s in particular, had quieted them.

She had moved much of the magical items away from her quarter of the room, as it reminded her too much… of him.

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A very old, very wizened man sat in a dark room, staring at the staff he had found, during his expedition into Mournhold. It had been slightly annoying when the city exploded, after he picked it up, but it was alright.

The Wizard didn’t mind.

He had his Kingdom.

He had his weapon.

And, soon, he would have the love of his life.

Hopefully…

If that didn’t work, he would step in and crush both sides of the Adamantine War, deciding that it had gone on long enough. Magic? Pssh. Child’s play. Technology? Interesting, but overrated.

It seemed as if neither side had figured out that war was ridiculous.

So, the entire force of the Underland would march, destroying everything in its path like a disastrous wave.

Character Cards:

Name: Captain Tiren Fyris

Race: Imperial

Alignment: (Adamantines/Empire/Neither) Empire. Captain of the Imperial Airforce, 3rd Squadron.

Gender: Male

Class: Pilot

Weapons: Pistol, along with a ceremonial sabre.

Armour: Imperial Pilot’s Armor, with an emblem that denotes him as a captain.

Backstory: Born to a young woman with an aspiration for adventure, Tiren never knew his father. His mother said that she met him in a large cavern, underground. They seemed to be doing similar research, and after a few bottles of wine, had a child. His father left immediately after. Tiren grew up, and, at the age of 15, had his mother leave to go adventuring, once more. Tiren joined the Air Force, and, due to his quick-thinking and bravery, quickly rose through the ranks.

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Name: Vira WildSea

Race: Altmer

Alignment: (Adamantines/Empire/Neither) Adamantine (MORAG TONG)

Gender: Female

Class: Phoenix(You’ll understand later. :P)

Weapons: Pistol, along with twin silver knives.

Armour: Very little. Usually wears normal clothes, to blend in. At the College, she wears Robes.

Backstory: Unknown. The little that is known is in her file, saying that she was born in Vulkhel Guard to two drug lords, who were murdered during her childhood. She became an assassin, to provide for her family, and quickly joined the MORAG TONG.

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Name: Unknown. Referred to as the ‘Black Dragon’

Race: Unknown. Thought to be Imperial.

Alignment: (Adamantines/Empire/Neither) Neither. Himself/the Underland.

Gender: Male

Class: Mage/Telepath/King/Warlord

Weapons: Staff of Hasedoki

Armour: Black robes made of Dragon skin.

Backstory: Unknown. (BAM! Insta-antagonist.)