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[Red of Rivia]

As Kotal Kahn would say: History is written in Blood, not speeches.

[Master Warder Z_]

As Kotal Kahn would say: History is written in Blood, not speeches.

I had to Google the name.

I don't honestly care what some self deluded whelp who anoints himself with that particular title thinks of anything.

It made me wish I could practice a few interrogation techniques on the fellow though.

[Warden Commander Aeducan]

As Kotal Kahn would say: History is written in Blood, not speeches.

A new fighter in Mortal Kombat X yes?

[Uccio]

Isnt it infection/dehydration that kills people from that?

Oh just thought of something! Would tevinter crucify people i understand romans(not sure of byzantines) did that

I don´t know if it is a practice there but sure would look cool (in its own way). At least darkspawn knew it as they crucified Cailan´s body.

*story continues*

Spoiler

*Ukki struck his fist on the table, "I want that Mother found. There are no excuses for it". Vel balanced dagger in his finger tip while leaning against the wall, "we almost had her. There was food on the table when we broke in, unfortunately they had just moved her". Vel Barrius, a young dashing soporati born rogue, Livia´s confident. He had well groomed appearance, a extremely good looking young man. He had a reputation of chasing after noble women, and that is how he met Ukki. He broke into his tower, as he was trying to impress one of Ukki´s daughters but was unfortunate enough to come face to face with him. Ukki was impressed of his talent and gave him a option, serve or die. He chose to serve. To Vel´s own surprise he found Ukki to be a man for his taste. He was a genius with locks and deadly with daggers.

"I could just march a platoon of soldiers to the jail and get Magister Paulus freed. We have even the Archon signed release document" Gallus said standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed in a shining armor. He had now retired from the Imperial army after 30 years of service and Ukki rushed to hire his friend as a commander for his personal army. There was no one more suitable for the task than this old scarred veteran of qunari wars. His hair was grey but there was still steel in his arm.

"Not at the moment. I am being tested now. The arrest of Paulus and disappearance of the Mother are obviously linked" Ukki said stroking his goatee. "Her testimony is shady at best as I have many reliable high born witnesses who are willing to testify that I had thrown a private party where this woman was acting as a bard, nothing more. But I don´t need any more doubt on me. Going with a force for Paulus would seem strange. There is tension in the air". He leaned back and had a small fire appear on his palm, "after she is dead all they have is gossip, then I can make my move".

"What about that Orto Silentia member we caught? Maybe we could squeeze the information from him?" Livia said, "he was there with the guard. Guard is dead now but we left him alive. He is just wrapped up and placed in a secure location. Anyone going in there now will cause his death, very well trapped Vel" she nodded at the young man. Vel stopped playing with his dagger and bowed with a suggestive smile, "anything my lady wants".

"Let him be for the moment. As much I would want to believe he is just a pawn. He has more value alive than dead" Ukki said after moment of silence.
"He did put up a good fight, such a giant of a man" Vel said, "I was in a bit of a tight spot with the man but thanks to our lady here it all worked out. Magic saves the day". Vel winked at Livia.
Ukki tapped his desk with a finger tip, "a bounty of the Mother. Let it be known that she stole something precious from me and I want a payback. Any information leading to her capture, or her head will make the informant rich. This is Tevinter, gold has value. A lot of gold. Sooner or later someone becomes greedy. In the mean time I want as many teams out there as possible, follow any lead, check any possibility".

He turned to Gallus, "I want more troops in Minrathous. Rotated through my tower. How many legions we have available?". "There are two legions training now outside the city as per according to the Agreement of Conscription and four in your province" Gallus said, "the population in your province is large so you can come up with at least five more legions. A impressive number, though most of them are citizen soldiers so standing up against professional military can be tricky".
"We are not there yet" Ukki said contemplating the situation. "This is just peace time training for secondary troops. Though I have information of several other Magisters who have started to mobilize for training. No one is willing to give up power easily. And remember most of the commanders of the Imperial army are of Altus families. They have family members in the Magisterium. Do you think they would turn against their own?".
He sat there silently for a moment, "I´ve sent my daughters to my province for vacation. My main castle should be safe enough for them to spend the summer. If any of you have any relatives who want to spend summer in the countryside my castle is open. Do not worry though, I am sure all will calm down soon. This is just a good training season".

"The big picture" Vel grinned, everything was just a game for the young man, "we find that Mother and things are more clearer. For you at least".

Gallus cleared his throat, "I have now a group of talented men ready too. I personally hand picked them. They know Seheron and the area we spoke of. There are two battlemages in the team too". "Good. I want that stone table brought back here", Ukki gave Gallus a parchment, "here is a more detailed map for the location of the tomb. Tell them it is utmost of importance that the stone table is removed in one piece. That is all".

Gallus and Vel nodded and left. "Do you think this will escalate?" Livia said looking after the men leaving the room.

"No. This happens every now and then. Little bit of chest pounding, posturing, and then business as usual. I blame the qunari for this. Since we are dead locked in the war with them people start to look for inner reasons to change things. But that is not the case. Fighting among ourselves is not going to solve the issue. People should just concentrate on destroying those cursed oxmen, together. They are the real enemy and have no mercy on us".

He turned to Livia, "that reminds me. I need you to contact Enchanter Nerva, he used to work in the Circle of Vyrantium but lost support. Now a kind of pariah I understand. I want Nerva to work for me. Offer a substantial amount of gold and premises. We can also provide qunari slaves for experimenting". Livia turned to look at him, "Do you want to stay anonymous?"
"No. Tell Nerva who I am, I have no need to hide. I know what Nerva thinks of Altus families but I also value talent. Result is what I want. Send someone."
Livia nodded and left the room.

Ukki sat there for a moment in his thoughts and then poured some wine to himself. After for a moment Nazlik walked in the room with a wrinkled brow, "I am not leaving to countryside". "I know" he said amused, "I have no power over you. But, you and I will take a short trip soon". "What, where?" She said surprised of this sudden change. "Follow me" Ukki said leaving the room.
He steered her down, deep down under the tower where the ancient catacombs were. They walked down through the dark and dank tunnels. Their steps echoed in the tunnel as water dripped from the ceiling. Ukki cast a light to guide their way. He stopped before a large, ancient and carved door. As he pushed it Nazlik was surprised how easily the door opened. Such a ancient door should be rusted shut. In the catacomb she understood why. Next to the elaborate ancient casket of some long ago lived Vaellanius from times before andrastian faith stood a Eluvian.

"You and me my love, we will test this next" he said to her smiling. Remember these words, Fen'Harel enansal". The Eluvian suddenly fired up, a silver light illuminated the ancient chamber as the large mirror in the center started to shine. Like a water ripples of energy played on its surface. "Oh, it works" Nazlik said looking at the mirror fascinated.
"It does" he said with satisfaction.
"Isn´t it dangerous to keep it here?" she asked concerned, "someone could come right here through it".
"Someone can come in but will not leave this room" Ukki said pointing a number of runes and wards placed all around the chamber, and the Eluvian.
"You and me, we will start to map that place beyond the mirror. First Magister in ages..." he said with a pride.
Nazlik walked by him taking his hand, "where ever you want to go my love":

[Warden Commander Aeducan]

*slides glasses up slightly*

The Legion adapts.

The chosen terrain favors the offense.

Note the usage of intermediate range artillery and fire support to negate the ranged advantage of the defense.

Also...the veterans...Painted Rock Tribe...the Legionares of Arizona itself take the field in the second wave after the upper level and gate have been secured.

Following the closure of the primary NCR fall back point the Legion continues it's assault within the Dam it self.

This isn't the Legion under Joshua; this is Lanius.

If you actually bothered to examine the tactics you'd realize likely the encircled position of the NCR is reminiscent of a classic pincer.

Not the undying wall of flesh of the prior battle but cold, calculated, focused intent.

*adjust glasses slightly"

 

Well, we all know that this is the case that certain psychotic mailman aid the Legion. 

 

That doesn't mean they are the only one who can adapt, and in fact the Recruit Legionary is very slow to adapt to changing battlefield situation because they are trained to obey their superior without question regardless of who's holding a Legate title. Your disciplined style of warfare can be exploited, and it'll be exploited again, once the veteran or officer is eliminated it'll leave you with the unstable and confused army. Not to mention that the Recruit Legionary who's the bulk of Caesar's Legion military are not provided with high quality firearms as well.

 

While the NCR can use range artillery and fire support they have at the Hoover Dam to break the legion's vanguard as well. We are equal at this point.

 

Assuming it'll be that easy for them, and you should know that the NCR has their veterans as well, Heavy Infantry Corps, Veteran Rangers has bolstered the NCR defense at the Dam and throughout the Mojave. Not to mention that the First Recon can move to bolster the NCR at Camp Forlorn Hope as well, and the NCR army is vast like the Legion.

 

Nice try, Z. However, even the Monster of the East himself refuse to fight a losing battle, and admit that Mojave campaign drain too much of the Legion's strength that needed in the East. All it takes for Lanius to stand down is a word from the Courier. That said, even if the Legion won at the Dam and successfully conquer the Mojave Wasteland, it will not be the end of the NCR, while your Caesar's Legion are doomed to fall apart, doomed to tear each other from the inside if Caesar is gone. 

 

I do, and I admit the NCR are at a disadvantage, but it won't be that easy for the Legion to take the Dam. Thanks for mentioning it though.

 

Well, this can continue forever in the circle, Z. But I shall leave the fates of these factions vying for power and the Mojave Wasteland to certain mailman who was shot in the head. XD

[Master Warder Z_]

I do admit I love the notion that the Legion is somehow doomed if it's final founder dies despite that not happening in the game itself.

The opposite occurs, another leader is selected and it continues.

Perhaps not as it would under Caesar but it does continue.

[Red of Rivia]

A new fighter in Mortal Kombat X yes?

Yes, Kotal Kahn is the new Emperor of Outworld after having kicked Mileena of the throne.

[Master Warder Z_]

Yes, Kotal Kahn is the new Emperor of Outworld after having kicked Mileena of the throne.

A usurper of a title he never should have held.

[The Baconer]

Spoiler

"And you've confirmed the guard's story?"

 

"Yes. The bard corroborated everything the guard stated, and more. It seems Magister Vaellanius even serenaded his, uh, companion, in Qunlat." Davion stifled a smirk.

 

"Qunlat." The Imperator turned his head, looking past Davion in contemplation. The dim light made it impossible to see his features through the helmet, though the engravings on his breastplate were visible. Hessarian, encircled by a serpentine dragon, standing in triumph before a burning sun.

 

Davion cleared his throat, breaking the silence, "Do you think he could be...?"

 

"No," The Imperator turned to face him, "though his behavior as of late is troubling. If he continues to impede us, we can make use of this. The bard's statement, do we have it on glass?"

"We do, sir."

 

"Good. Now I want to know of her past work: her contacts in the south, what she has learned here in the Imperium, employers. See it done."

 

Davion straightened up, "Yes, sir. And what of Magister Paulus?"

 

"Release him. Have the guard return his son's ashes." the Imperator knocked twice on the door behind him. Davion squinted as his eyes were assaulted by daylight. "Expect word from Horatia soon. The others will not escape justice."

 

"But... Magister Ukki?" a few men and women filtered into the room.

 

"He is no longer your concern." The Imperator turned his back to Davion, facing the doorway. "I am off to Vaellanius manor. It's time we spoke in person."

[Red of Rivia]

A usurper of a title he never should have held.

In terms of lineage yes. But is Outworld, nobody cares about lineage, even Shao Kahn does not care.

[Warden Commander Aeducan]

I do admit I love the notion that the Legion is somehow doomed if it's final founder dies despite that not happening in the game itself.

The opposite occurs, another leader is selected and it continues.

Perhaps not as it would under Caesar but it does continue.

I doubt they'll kill off two major powers in the Wasteland anytime soon though, and both factions will face challenges but it'll struggle to survive. 

[Cespar]

I'm all about working for myself in NV, but Mr.House comes second. You can't never really kill off a major power, because there's always someone waiting in the shadow in those factions. 

[Master Warder Z_]

I'm all about working for myself in NV, but Mr.House comes second. You can't never really kill off a major power, because there's always someone waiting in the shadow in those factions.

I agree with this notion.

And according to Sawyer it's about the truth.

In NV you see only the militant body of the Legion but outside of the borderlands and across the Colorado you have civilization.

Regional governors, Generals, civilians, commerce, law, daily life...it's a Empire.

Caesar wanted Vegas but he already had a kingdom.

[Red of Rivia]

Did you gave support to the empire in Skyrim?

[Warden Commander Aeducan]

I hope you're not trying to start the Empire vs the Stormcloaks debate here, Red.

[Red of Rivia]

Oh... no.... and ...you already know which side I chose, I bet. 

[Warden Commander Aeducan]

I guess so...otherwise we're gonna have problem. 

 

Just kidding! Why are we fighting each other when there's the real threat, and a common enemy to us, the Thalmor and their Aldmeri Dominion.

[Red of Rivia]

It's almost a stereotype to me be a supporter of Stormcloak in a country full of snow. Thalmor used well their lines and connections, the north bled for almost nothing. I think these elves are a problem in general if we consider the references.

[Warden Commander Aeducan]

It's almost a stereotype to me be a supporter of Stormcloak in a country full of snow. Thalmor used well their lines and connections, the north bled for almost nothing. I think these elves are a problem in general if we consider the references.

I noticed that too, and as far as I've seen some players who support Stormcloaks are from Germany, Nordic countries or a country full of snow. One should never underestimate Thalmor and their power, strength and connections, the Civil War in Skyrim benefit no one but the Aldmeri Dominion, and the Empire's strength are needed to quell the rebellion instead of preparing for the next war with the Dominion. While Skyrim bleed for nothing. I wouldn't consider every Altmer a Thalmor's supporter, but Tamriel is better off without Thalmor and their dominion. At least we share the same enemy, Red.

 

Annd we're quite off-topic isn't it?

[Red of Rivia]

I noticed that too, and as far as I've seen some players who support Stormcloaks are from Germany, Nordic countries or a country full of snow. One should never underestimate Thalmor and their power, strength and connections, the Civil War in Skyrim benefit no one but the Aldmeri Dominion, and the Empire's strength are needed to quell the rebellion instead of preparing for the next war with the Dominion. While Skyrim bleed for nothing. I wouldn't consider every Altmer a Thalmor's supporter, but Tamriel is better off without Thalmor and their dominion. At least we share the same enemy, Red.

 

Annd we're quite off-topic isn't it?

I think no one cares more about off topic. :B

It was a difficult decision for me and I almost regretted it when I found out some things in the long line of quests. It's hard to break apart a place of a great empire. Seriously, I still have doubts about this choice, of course not on the same scale as a DA or ME. I'm a big fan of the empire but I clung to skyrim, it may be a cultural thing. I would be 100% Stormcloak if they suffer much oppression of the empire, but not the case, some exaggerations. So I am 51% Stormcloak 

[Warden Commander Aeducan]

I think no one cares more about off topic. :B

It was a difficult decision for me and I almost regretted it when I found out some things in the long line of quests. It's hard to break apart a place of a great empire. Seriously, I still have doubts about this choice, of course not on the same scale as a DA or ME. I'm a big fan of the empire but I clung to skyrim, it may be a cultural thing. I would be 100% Stormcloak if they suffer much oppression of the empire, but not the case, some exaggerations. So I am 51% Stormcloak 

How right you are.

It's always hard to break apart from something we loved or familiar with, but many Stormcloaks support consider the Empire in current state worthless. I do believe TES VI may ignore the result of civil war in Skyrim, and there's no clear winner. Both sides may be forced to take up their arms to fight to Dominion. Heh, there's many Nords who still support the Empire, and serving in the Legion you know? Seriously though, I remember siding with the Stormcloaks once, and even though I created different characters on subsequent play-through who's more suitable to side with the rebel. Something always reverses me to side with the Empire. I just don't trust Ulfric, and believe that he has ulterior motive, and I think that independence Skyrim alone couldn't withstand the might of the Dominion. Well, I like how the Empire turns out to be not that cruel oppressor, and the Stormcloaks not that noble freedom fighter.

[KainD]

Did you gave support to the empire in Skyrim?

I personally wanted to support Thalmor.

[Uccio]

I didn´t even get to the point of supporting either side in Skyrim. I just completed the Arch-mage quest line, and then roamed around doing mini-quests.


*story continues*

Spoiler

*Agent regained slowly his consciousness. He became partially aware of his surroundings, accompanied with the pain of being forced to sit in a chair for days. Stiff muscles cried out for their mistreatment. Last thing he remembered was how he was battling with the young man who had broken into the room where he was guarding that poor guard. It was a tough battle but he had just cornered that nimble boy when a mage entered the room, a woman. Then everything went dark.

And now this. He tried to make sense of the room where he was, despite of the dim light he could see how bare room it was. There were no windows, only one door, which was open. The doorway was black, but as he gazed at it he was surprised to see that there was a figure standing in the dark. A black cloaked and hooded person holding a black staff.
"You" the agent croaked as his dry throat was painfully aware of the lack of water. "Me?" the dark person silently responded. "Yes you, the Magister" the agent continued, "I know who you are. There is no need to hide in shadows. Just come here and do your worst. That is why you are here, right?".

"On the contrary" the hooded character said with a whisper, as he slowly walked closer "I am here to help you. To set you free". The agent tried to see his face but the hood concealed it in the shadows.
"Do you know anything about blood magic?" the man whispered with a inquiring tone as he stepped next to the agent.
"I know enough" agent said, "just get on with it and fry me. I´m bored".

"I doubt you do" the man whispered with a amused tone. "To tell you the truth, not many really do. I myself take pride of being one of the true masters of blood magic". He circled around the agent.
"Many people dabble with it, that is true. But only few really master it. And among those people, I am the one with the power of the ancient Magisters". The agent could easily distinguish a complacent tone from his voice. "I have spent a large portion of my life going through the old writings of blood magic and testing everything possible, and beyond. In the old days, Magisters truly mastered the world. Why you ask? Because of the blood magic they wielded. A level of knowledge most Magister of today can only dream of. Unlike me. Why I am telling you this? Because I will now let you take part in it". The agent could see a cold smile in the shadows of the dark hood.

"Sure, and you will sacrifice me, or let a demon posses me", the agent said, " just get on with it. I´m thirsty".

"I am always happy to see eager participants, but I have to disappoint you. There will be nothing that crude as a sacrifice or possession I assure you", the man whispered as he rolled up his sleeves. He drew a small silver dagger from his belt. "take notes, if you can" he whispered as he drew the small blade across his right arm. A small red blood stream started to ooze down his arm to his palm. "This is painful I am afraid, there is nothing I can do about it. But I am sure that you, a strong and brave agent of Ordo Silentia can cope with that" he whispered placing his hand on the agents head.

The agent embraced himself for the pain as he started chanting. The strangely fascinating chant had the agent stop his resistance, he relaxed himself and only listened in awe. Blood flew down the man´s arm with a rhythm of that strange chant. Almost life like, as the blood moved like a worm across the agents face, looking for holes to enter. Small blood streams searched their ways to his ears, nostrils, mouth and eye sockets. A energy bubble surrounded both of the men, "just to make sure" the agent heard him whisper.

Then the pain begun, and screaming.

Afterwards Ukki reversed the blood spell and cured his arm. The agent sat there with his eyes wide open, looking at him like he had never seen him before.
"This was much more refined and subtle version of the blood charm most mages use. A ancient spell, undetectable. You are exactly yourself. Like you were, just with a small add on" Ukki whispered. "Now, you will go back to your unit. You will tell them the tale I told you about you fighting your way out of captivity. There are bodies of Magister Paulus' guards and signs of battle to prove your story in this building. From now on you will report to me on regular basis of the Ordo Silentia activities and people, in the manner I told you and when it is possible. Be extremely careful though, no not endanger your cover. Bind your time.

First priority, find the Mother and kill her, use blade or this long-acting poison. You can decide which suits the moment. Then find the information regarding the testimony of the Mother and the guard, and then destroy them too. Make sure there are no copies. Secondary priority, put some of this same poison to the food or drinks of your comrades when possible. It is tasteless. Don´t discriminate". Ukki placed a small vial in the agents palm. "If you are being caught say the word, venhedis, and you will combust. Don´t worry, only your voice activates it. The fire will not leave anything, you will be completely incinerated. My magic assures that. It is also undetectable".

Ukki smiled at him, it was a warm smile, "I will inform you of your new targets when these are done. Now, go home".*

[The Baconer]

Spoiler

From the balcony, he could see the glittering Rialto, the orange blossom finish of Antivan Brandy on his tongue. He remembers the rebellious triumph of running his fingers along father's prized Inghirsh pottery... when father wasn't looking, of course. He felt the dinner table tremble at mother's fury, when Janus confessed his love for a soporati, how the slaves glanced at each other when her face turned red as pomegranate. Burning tears when Janus left in the night. He heard polite laughter and applause, a scandalous joke at a play he didn't understand, a knock at the door.
 
A knock at the door?
 
Nerva pulled himself back to the present, to his home. Gone was cool sea breeze of Salle, replaced by Vyrantium's summer heat. Orlesian perfumes gave way to the damp musk of his basement. Could be worse. Minrathous endeavored to upstage the other Tevinter cities in all aspects, odors included. Nerva's head pulsed, and his robes were soaked with sweat. More knocking, louder this time. The sound fully shook him out of his reverie, allowing him to focus on his current circumstances.
 
Ramus Allectus sat across from him, bound to a chair. He was slumped forward, lapsing in and out of consciousness. Occasionally he would sit upward in a frenzy, mumbling through the cloth that covered his mouth, before sagging back down. Knocking.
 
Alight with panic, Nerva rose from his seat, started for the stairs, and then sat back down. "Go away. Just go away. I'm not home, you see", he whispered to himself. He waited in silence, for a time.
 
The knocking returned, in a vigorous, constant rhythm. From the outside he heard a call for his name, "Enchanter Nerva".
 
"Kaffas." Nerva wiped his face off with his robe, and rolled his sleeve back down to hide the cuts. Approaching slowly, he waved his hand before Ramus' face. No reaction. Not lucid. Good. He took a moment to compose himself, before departing for the stairs.

[Red of Rivia]

How right you are.

It's always hard to break apart from something we loved or familiar with, but many Stormcloaks support consider the Empire in current state worthless. I do believe TES VI may ignore the result of civil war in Skyrim, and there's no clear winner. Both sides may be forced to take up their arms to fight to Dominion. Heh, there's many Nords who still support the Empire, and serving in the Legion you know? Seriously though, I remember siding with the Stormcloaks once, and even though I created different characters on subsequent play-through who's more suitable to side with the rebel. Something always reverses me to side with the Empire. I just don't trust Ulfric, and believe that he has ulterior motive, and I think that independence Skyrim alone couldn't withstand the might of the Dominion. Well, I like how the Empire turns out to be not that cruel oppressor, and the Stormcloaks not that noble freedom fighter.

I hope not ignore, the independence of Skyrim may mean something important.