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GreivousKhan said
heh, be funny if this Bosmer is one of those cat sub races that look JUST like the Bosmer.

This poor Khajjit was just on his way home from a hard days work, when all of a sudden he gets accused of treason and nearly murdered by the Bosmer. lel

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Why do I keep auto-double posting!?

Bah.

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Jangel13 said
@ dark wolf my bosmer are going to grab the scapegoat and make him talk about the altmer plan to take the mane

Umm... The Bosmer Agent slit his throat once the guards tackled him.. Go re-read the Abduction scene.

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TheBeanBurrito said
"Joint assault." I feel like thirty boats shouldn't be this threatening.

Agreed, I didn't even know the Maormer were going to show up for this shindig.

Leidenschaft said
Seems you got a double post there, Potter. I'll get to responding to the post soon.

It seems I do! Damn, I knew something was weird with that post. And the Dominion has worked fairly hard to build at least pleasant terms with High Rock, and it would be most regrettable for this to drive a wedge between our otherwise fruitful economic union.

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Grand Master Kalanar of the Order of Whispers
28th of Mid Year
The Grand Hall of Whispers, Alinor.

Kalanar had worked tirelessly the past few days, and was exhausted. Yet he knew his efforts were not in vain, nor were they wasted. The information about the Valenwood Coast had apparently made it back to them, and they were aware watching much more closely for leaks and spies now. Yet Kalanar had been at this game a long while, and knew ways still to slip past.

He had created diversions, as well as framed loyalist bosmer to throw heat off his own agents. Finally it appeared they were beginning to slacken again, and soon his agents had once more seamlessly blended into bosmer culture, lost to the fabric of their society. Yet he had done more than this.

While establishing a firm intelligence in Valenwood was imperative, he had also heard of the chaos and war in Elsweyr, and had utilized the situation to his advantage. The southerners seemed to be getting beat, and they were desperate for soldiers. It had been easy enough slipping several khajiit spies into their ranks. The North was a bit trickier, but Kalanar had several agents pretend to be southern traitors who gave the north information in turn for joining, the information provided beng from his southern spies.

Yes, Kalanar knew how to play the game as it were. But setting up reconnaissance in Valenwood and Elsweyr would be only the beginning, for he knew there were still many secrets being whispered in many ears, which he still couldn’t hear.

Aldmeri Dominion Representatives Isildur and Lelin.
28th of Midyear
Daggerfall, High Rock.

The twin ships of Sun’s Ray and Sea Silk came into port at Daggerfall, and though both were servants of the Dominion, they carried very different goals and cargos. Isildur climbed up from the bowels of Sun’s Ray and looked up into sunlight for the first time since he had left Alinor.

The ships were of High Elf design, and their grace and speed was unmatched by any other navy in the world, allowing their journey to be swift and silent. The Battle of Stros M’Kai had drawn the attention and resources of both the Dominion Fleet and the Yokudan, and the majority of waters appeared fairly empty of a large presence from either side. Inside the deck of Isildur’s ship it seemed to shine of gold and goblets inside, with fine spices that seemed to be the incarnation of the taste of summer. Not only this, but warm and vibrant colors adorned the ship, making it appear to be an aquatic version of Apollo’s Chariot.
These gifts of silk and spice were for High Rock, as gifts to their good wealth and health. Isildur knew that as a Representative of the Dominion in High Rock, he may be unwelcome by Imperial Presences. Yet for the Dominion, he would persevere. His small force of guards began to gather their things.

It was on Sea Silk that the real weapons of war lay hidden, though one would be hard pressed to find them. Lelin had made his journey with group of nearly twelve Battle-Mages, many more than the five man squads they normally sent. He wasn’t quite sure why such a large force of Arcane Casters was accompanying him, but he didn’t pay them mind. He knew only his goal was Orsinium, and though the naval part of his adventure was over, he still had a ways to go to reach his destination.

The two Representatives looked to each other from their respective ships, and nodded. Isildur gathered up the many gifts and trade plans he had brought with him, and began to attempt to find whoever was in charge of this strange and foreign land.
Lelin and company bought horses, and set off towards their goal without so much as a bathroom break.


-Order of Whispers consolidates spies in Valenwood and spread into Elsweyr.
-Trade and Representatives to High Rock have arrived in Daggerfall!
-The Representative and Battle-Mages will arrive in Orsinium by dusk tomorrow!

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Leidenschaft said
How were we supposed to know about the Maormer-Altmer Joint Assault, either? I expect Ferrand's going to be a bit taken aback by those actions. And as for the dormant High Rock ambassador at the Summit, sorry about that. I can't remember what it was I became occupied with. And I think High Rock and Hammerfell might have some chances to strengthen a bond somehow. I think its the Altmer-Maromer Joint Assault thing that's going to destabilize the relationship between Hammerfell and High Rock. I already have an independent nation of self-governing Orcs smack dab in the middle of my nation in the mountains. This business with Stros M'kai is hitting dangerously close to home for High Rock, this being their neighbor being attacked..Accepting the trade goods from Alinor would be like accepting the products the salesman is selling after watching him beat the shit out of your neighbor's son with his friend. The son being Stros M'kai. And in this instance, if the salesman was brave enough to do that, would you decline his wares?

The mental imagery for this made me laugh a lot harder than it should have. All I can think of is trying to sell you a 'lightly used', 'premium condition' metal bat. Guaranteed effective!

In any case, the Emissary to High Rock has arrived. So let's see where this leads!

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LimeyPanda said
I think he is referencing the joint project with the Altmer.

Leidenschaft said
Oh?

Yes, speaking of which, trade with High Rock will begin shorty. We are honored to work with the Bretons in this Trade-Pact, and it is obvious their Mer blood shines through.

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LimeyPanda said
Nice to see that the Empire is eager for a war on Two fronts.Good luck with that declaration of war against the Argonians <3

Which would you prefer the Dominion do first, send soldiers to Elsweyr or send Craftsmen to Argonia?

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Agent Aiden of the Renshi, Servant of the Dominion.
27th of Midyear
Alinor, Summerset Isles, Capital of the Dominion.

Aiden had been aiding the temporary Arch-Mage all day with her studies, and he had to admit that he was becoming genuinely interesting in her research, not just as an informer for the Thalmor. Nearly the whole day had been spent organizing and preparing the various things they had ordered for such a risky and experimental ritual. It was slow work, but Aiden knew his patients would pay off soon enough. It was while cracking open one of many crates did he see one of the largest black soul gems he was sure existed. Spotting it, the Arch-Mage rushed over excited.

“Ah yes, it’s here! Good.” She smiled brightly to the soul gem, picking it up and holding it in her hands. It was during this brief serene moment that once more Aiden felt his heart yearn for her, and he was forced to look away from her. Deep down the Altmer felt bad wittingly betraying this beautiful and brilliant young mer to the Thalmor, but such things must be done for the good of the realm.

“How long do you think it’ll be before we are ready?” Aiden asked cautiously, sure that his pressing at any time could be too much. Yet still she would answer him, trusting in him completely.

“Oh, it shouldn’t take too long; I don’t think, we will just need immense amounts of power to be funneled all at once, requiring many Mages. Hopefully we can finish it before the High King returns.” She spoke wistfully, approaching her arcane table and looking over her supplies. Though Aiden did not realize it, but the young Arch-Mage would still looks at her Steward as well, and strong was their feelings for each other.

“Who will be the one infused with such terrible power?” Aiden asked, realizing suddenly he did not know.

It was now that Valina would grow quiet, and seem to dodge his questions with practice ease.

“Admiral Orthos probably, or perhaps Aelid himself. Who really knows? My job is to get it working, not care who for.” She spoke.

The Steward wanted to ask more, yet there was work to be done. Trying to distance himself from his thoughts, Aiden would being preparing a massive circle in a specialized chamber, the circle made of seal salt and ground soul gems. The transfusion would be ready soon.

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The Lord Regent Nelron of The Aldmeri Dominion
27th of Mid-Year
Alinor, Summerset Isles, Capital of the Dominion

The old and wizened wizard sat heavily on the old throne, and he could more sense than feel his connection to life slipping, yet could not find a reason why. He was beginning to wonder if it was simply his extremely old age beginning to catch up with him. The Justicar Revin had been heavily involved in the court as of late, taking on more and more responsibilities as the Regent declined in health. Nelron shook his head and decided it was time he does something with his Regency, himself. He coughed and slowly breathed in painfully before speaking to his court;

“I have received word from The High King Aelid that we are not to fire upon the Maormer unless done defensively. It appears our High King would wish to deal with this diplomatic relations personally, and as such we must pursue a isolationist policy or now.”

Revin seemed disgusted by this, and his hatred for the Maormer was well known. Still the Justicar would remain quiet and keep his peace, and for this Nelron was thankful. He nodded to a courier who carried out the will of Aelid, and soon the Official Relations of the Aldmeri Dominion was one of simply Non-Aggression with these Maormer, at least until the High King returned to further revise it. Yet Nelron wasn’t done in his rulings, despite the fact that his strength was waning.

“Furthermore, it appears The High King would have us send a Dominion Representative as well as a squad of Battle-Mages to be sent to Orsinium immediately. Strange news, indeed.” Spoke Nelron with a raised eyebrow at the strangeness of sending Altmer to Orsinium. The Elder Regent wasn’t sure why Aelid would send these Emissary’s there, but he trusted in his High King, unlike others In his court.

He shifted his gaze uneasily to the slippery Revin.

Actions:
-Arch-Mage Valina is preparing the Transfusion Ritual now!
-Dominion Relations with Maormer are Officially Non-Aggressive.
-Representative and Battle-Mages sent to Orsinium!