Frizan

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

Sorry 'bout the delay guys. Been quite busy and not a lot of time to build up round 2. Gonna aim for later today, which will hopefully include a simple battle system and map, in addition to the post.

@gcold

S'all chill, GCold

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

WILL WINDHELM WRENCH THE NIRN HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP FROM THE CURRENT UNDEFEATED CHAMPIONS, THE KAMAL?

WILL OUR FAVORITE MERCENARIES REAP THE GLORY OF BATTLE?

WILL MADURA EVER SHUT THE **** UP?

FIND OUT TONIGHT IN THIS NEXT ROUND OF ELDER SCROLLS, FRUITS OF CONTENTION!

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

I honestly tried to get into Morrowind, but I can't get past the really clunky UI and controls and the animations are really janky. It's really too bad; I love old games, and I still play games like Half-Life and Red Alert 2 on a semi-regular basis.

@Dervish

Watching an enemy swing a warhammer at light speed while my sword barely has enough momentum to split a twig is always funny(read: Fucking annoying. QUIT CHEATING, MORROWIND)

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

@Frizan I... totally ignored the plot when playing Morrowind. I just started looting and killing things.

@Haeo

I did the same with my first character(well, the first one I got past level three with...). I joined the Thieves Guild, did some jobs sure, but I mainly ran around and explored all of Morrowind's long deep holes. I ended my "thief" character wearing the Savior's Hide, glass leggings/helmet, and I was chopping bitches up with a daedric dai-katana.

Never actually sneaked much...at all. Besides most enemies don't have patrol paths and they're usually placed in a way that they're staring right at you when you enter Bandit Hobbit Hole #498 and the pickpocket skill is broke as fuck, yo. Literally impossible to be successful without a code patch.

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

Speaking of Morrowind

Oh dear god why does the Imperial Legion questline start you in Gnisis I'm getting killed in three hits two steps into these caves oh god I only have 61 health why did I jump into this questline at level 1 Akatosh please help me

Also, brittle chitin swords>full metal imperial steel cuirass according to Morrowind

Okay, I'm done, carry on.

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

Sorry about being AWOL friends. Turns out Dairy Queen was a terrible idea and gave me 2 days of crippling stomach pain. I'm almost back to normal, and I'll try to get back in the swing of things shortly.

@Dervish

Life's being a real dick to you right now

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

I've read through the posts, and I just wanted to clarify, so the battle ended, and people are either bonding, clearing the dead, at the Inn, or investigating the Kamal, correct? Asides from what I saw @gcold, the only mention of Sevine, and Leif is in your post. I'm thinking of having them help with the clean up process of the removal of the dead bodies, there was a mention of cremation, would it be possible to build a pyre on the docks? Or should they head out of the city, if it's safe? Also, are the ships still in the bay? I did briefly skim through what I missed, but I didn't really read in depth. I do plan on going back and re-reading the posts in depth while I was gone before I do write my post.

@MacabreFox

The battle has reached a lull as the Kamal are driven across the river to the other shore. The ships are still in the bay, forming a blockade. Gcold has set up an NPC that is spreading information about the Kamal and has books on the subject I believe. The more informal "investigations" ended up with several exploded mercs. Outskirts of the city are a no-go I'm fairly certain; the Kamal have set up near the farms. A pyre is probable though I'll leave that to Gcold.

That's the gist of the latest update post.

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

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Such speed, much haste, wow.

@gcold

2fast2quick

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

IT DIDN'T TAKE ME A WEEK THIS TIME

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

Thankfully with the newfound reinforcements and some good old fashioned determination, with a little fear of death sprinkled around as well of course, the defending force was able to force the invaders into retreating across the river. Unfortunately that meant that the farms and fighters on the other side were decimated, the only movement that could be discerned was that of the lumbering mountains of iron that the portside fighters had just narrowly fought off. Sagax's help was not needed for the most part during the battle, not that he wasn't thankful for it, for his much larger and much more combat-adept allies were able to bring down a good portion of the initial assault force. He felt a little useless, but at least he was there in reserve. Besides, he probably saved Felix from an untimely demise, and that made him feel a little bit better. Coward or fearless warrior, no one deserved to die so horribly as to be crushed by the weapons of those creatures.

Mara's love and mercy knew no discrimination; from the most timid of deer to the most ferocious of troll and everything in between, all life was precious, and Sagax tried to follow her teachings as best he could. But that only made him wonder...did Mara also love those giants? They seemed to want only to destroy and conquer. Certainly though, there must have been some among them that showed mercy? That harbored discontent for the mindless slaughter and sought peace instead? There was a good chance of it, or so Sagax hoped, and deemed the invaders too small of a sample size to judge the entire race on. Every race, every culture has its fair share of such persons. The Altmer, for instance. Sagax knew very well that while a fair amount of High Elves deemed themselves above all other races, many mingled happily with the common masses. He immediately thought of the kindness and friendship of Varulae, the Altmer woman who opened up her home to his family. Surely there were such entities within the society that the invaders hailed from. Sagax would just need to wait for time to tell.

Sagax began moving about the city, lending a hand wherever he could. He started by moving bodies and wounded from the pier. He thought he could handle the bloody work, and he was fine for a little while, but eventually the smell of blood and the sight of mangled corpses got the better of the Imperial. He retreated further into Windhelm, away from the majority of the carnage, feeling like he was about to be sick all over the stone paths of the city. Fortunately he was able to keep everything down, taking deep breaths of the "clean" air to purge the smell of blood from his mind. Soon he found work much more suitable to his capabilities. Taking messages, supplies, or whatever else in hand for guards and other mercenaries, the small runner raced through Windhelm as fast as an arrow, delivering his assigned cargo and words to the intended recipients. The man had to revisit the blood-soaked pier a few times, mostly to deliver potions and such things, but he never stayed for any longer than he had to. On one trip he accidentally bumped, or rather, slammed, into a familiar High Elf on his way back through the gates heading away from the warehouse. He looked back momentarily and apologized as politely as he could in the second or so he made eye-contact. Sagax could feel her icy stare on the back of his neck as he left. He was certainly glad he was as fast as he was.

As great as his stamina was, Sagax had been running full speed all over Windhelm, and he hadn't gotten much sleep the night before. He was even more thankful now than before for Sevine's order of stew for him last night, it was probably the only thing giving him any energy. He leaned against the wall of Candlehearth Hall, stopping to catch his breath and waiting for his assistance to be called for again.