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The married couples in Dragon Valley seem to be going on with quiet lives, but there are certainly growing hostilities developing among the outer circle of characters. Darkfell and Anaril are going to have to work around the clock to keep the conflicting factions from tearing the place apart. No wonder Anail likes to spend his evenings off taking quiet walks with his big lovable dog.
Here is this evening's broadcast from Nerst:
"The Altmer dares to stand against Adusa? The Nosferantu are a force of nature! A virulent hurricane to the Altmer's pitiful summer breeze! Adusa can never be defeated by the likes of the Altmer!"
Adusa daro droned on for a while longer about her superiority before choosing to finally lay the smack down on Anaril of Sunhold, sending him packing.
(I know these vampires aren't exactly fledglings, but I'm still surprised that Adusa was able to beat up a knight of Anaril's caliber.)
"Stupid meat-bag! You are an affront to our very nature!" howled Usanda Moon Leaf. "And for that you shall pay dearly!" It was only then that Barenziah knew that she was in trouble. Being a Helsing is sort of like holding a glowing neon sign over your head that reads, "Eat Me" because that is exactly what wolves do.
(So now Barenziah is with the Helsing organization? An elderly lady Dunmer? Who in the world is handling the applications?)
"Just to be safe...Don't want to keep over or anything," commented Anaril of Sunhold after a friend spotted him heading over to the walk-in clinic. "I was pretty bruised after that fight."
(I'm kind of embarrassed for you, Anaril.)
After being swatted around for a couple of minutes, Shakes-Her-Spear was left bruised but not permanently injured by the most recent encounter with Usanda Moon Leaf. "I know I should be angry about being tormented in that way, but I just can't harbor any ill will toward the Feral. It is a bizarre feeling to say the least."
(Is there anyone in this town who isn't beating up a fellow citizen?)
Local ruffian, Godonir Black Claw, is suspected in the shake-down of poor Thorinor Jackle-Thorn to the tune of $560 in cash. "He just jumped out of the shadows and stole my bag!" exclaimed Thorinor. "I didn't even get a good look at him!"
(I thought I just heard Neloth laughing.)
"I was making a statement that his kind will not be tolerated in this town any longer," smiled Erandre Dence, apparently totally unapologetic after taking a crowbar to one of Tureynul Dagoth's Romantique Overstuffed Armchairs. "If the town has to throw me in jail to save face, then I will go willingly."
(I find this report to be a little difficult to believe. Oh, I believe that Erandre did it, but I don't buy that he admitted it. It was more likely that he screamed, "I didn't do it! I didn't do it!")
"Verandis Ravenwatch is fine, for a plasma sucking demon and all," remarked Caslandra Moon Fang. High praise from a wolf! It must have taken a lot of effort to even consider bridging the divide between those two "species".
(It would be nice if someone in this town decided to bury the hatchet, and I don't mean in someone else's back.)
"Adusa wants that little tinderbox Therana Dagoth found and brought to her immediately!" blustered Adusa daro. "If Therana has the gual to set Adusa's furniture on fire, then Therana may be capable of doing something more dangerous, and that requires a lesson in manners!"
(So the Ravenwatch vampires are now out for Therana's blood, and not because they are hungry. What were you thinking, Therana?
Vemyn: "Leave my precious Maggot Muffin alone! She can burn down the vampire's manor if she wants to.)
I'm starting to feel like I'm about to get to the end of Steven King's story Needful Things when the town citizens loose it and began beating each other up in the streets.
Here is this evening's broadcast from Nerst:
"The Altmer dares to stand against Adusa? The Nosferantu are a force of nature! A virulent hurricane to the Altmer's pitiful summer breeze! Adusa can never be defeated by the likes of the Altmer!"
Adusa daro droned on for a while longer about her superiority before choosing to finally lay the smack down on Anaril of Sunhold, sending him packing.
(I know these vampires aren't exactly fledglings, but I'm still surprised that Adusa was able to beat up a knight of Anaril's caliber.)
"Stupid meat-bag! You are an affront to our very nature!" howled Usanda Moon Leaf. "And for that you shall pay dearly!" It was only then that Barenziah knew that she was in trouble. Being a Helsing is sort of like holding a glowing neon sign over your head that reads, "Eat Me" because that is exactly what wolves do.
(So now Barenziah is with the Helsing organization? An elderly lady Dunmer? Who in the world is handling the applications?)
"Just to be safe...Don't want to keep over or anything," commented Anaril of Sunhold after a friend spotted him heading over to the walk-in clinic. "I was pretty bruised after that fight."
(I'm kind of embarrassed for you, Anaril.)
After being swatted around for a couple of minutes, Shakes-Her-Spear was left bruised but not permanently injured by the most recent encounter with Usanda Moon Leaf. "I know I should be angry about being tormented in that way, but I just can't harbor any ill will toward the Feral. It is a bizarre feeling to say the least."
(Is there anyone in this town who isn't beating up a fellow citizen?)
Local ruffian, Godonir Black Claw, is suspected in the shake-down of poor Thorinor Jackle-Thorn to the tune of $560 in cash. "He just jumped out of the shadows and stole my bag!" exclaimed Thorinor. "I didn't even get a good look at him!"
(I thought I just heard Neloth laughing.)
"I was making a statement that his kind will not be tolerated in this town any longer," smiled Erandre Dence, apparently totally unapologetic after taking a crowbar to one of Tureynul Dagoth's Romantique Overstuffed Armchairs. "If the town has to throw me in jail to save face, then I will go willingly."
(I find this report to be a little difficult to believe. Oh, I believe that Erandre did it, but I don't buy that he admitted it. It was more likely that he screamed, "I didn't do it! I didn't do it!")
"Verandis Ravenwatch is fine, for a plasma sucking demon and all," remarked Caslandra Moon Fang. High praise from a wolf! It must have taken a lot of effort to even consider bridging the divide between those two "species".
(It would be nice if someone in this town decided to bury the hatchet, and I don't mean in someone else's back.)
"Adusa wants that little tinderbox Therana Dagoth found and brought to her immediately!" blustered Adusa daro. "If Therana has the gual to set Adusa's furniture on fire, then Therana may be capable of doing something more dangerous, and that requires a lesson in manners!"
(So the Ravenwatch vampires are now out for Therana's blood, and not because they are hungry. What were you thinking, Therana?
Vemyn: "Leave my precious Maggot Muffin alone! She can burn down the vampire's manor if she wants to.)
I'm starting to feel like I'm about to get to the end of Steven King's story Needful Things when the town citizens loose it and began beating each other up in the streets.
