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The men strapped down the boats, and began walking along the sand towards the rocks ahead

One of the crew's feet sunk into the sand, It wasnt sinking sand rather crushing sand, it moved up his leg , his leg cracked and he screamed

The men Tried to break the sand, it was almost concrete, they kicked it, slashed at it ,the dents in the sand  they made almost healed over

It soon moved up over his body crushing all of the bones , the northern men and alike could only put him out of his misery....

They soon found a path ahead, still trying to stay out of sight of the towers, they embarked along it watching their backs and the path ahead

As the men started arming themselves, Jonny lined up a group of twenty archers. He gave the special orders, told them to stay with Erunion, because his fire arrows might become very useful when attacking this place.
As the soundlessly jumped off the ship, Jonny walked up to Ragnarr.
"Captain, do we leave a group here to guard the ships? I mean, we might need all our men to attack yon fortress. And if we leave a few men, they could go crazy and destroy the ship........"

Ragnarr smilled at Lord Bacardi's words.
"Attack? No, my friend, we are choosing a much more stealth and silent way,.."
He turned around at the rest.
"I need six volunteers on this one. The rest can stay here and wait. We need to be unseen, and all of us infiltrating will be too eye catching,..."
Kormac immediatly stood up.
"Count me in, Ragnarr." he said, touching his Elven Cherrywood longbow. He stood behind his lord and waited for the next person to speak...

"Nevermind men, Seems Lord Ragnarr has opted for a quiet approach. Keep your arrows, just don't waste them on hunting. The food'll be to well done."
Turning to Ragnarr, Erunion spoke again;
"You'll need a mage, which means I'm hired, I reckon."

Im with you. It seems im the only one who can  be silent other than Erunion. Even then though...

[Well I am a sneaky character!]

"I guess I shall join as well. I am still rather disappointed that we will not be performing a nice, thrilling frontal assault."

[OOC: I think Verll is the most silent character, he doesn't say anything anymore]

[OOC: Cheer up bro, I'm sure Ragnarr will give you a reward for "volunteering" to guard the ships, like making you honorary captain of a piece of driftwood =) Welcome back, I haven't been able to mess with the dagger that much because you haven't been here, awwww]

[Sorry, I was a little.....lets say drunk and leave it at that. Tipsy is probably a better word for it. My bad]

[Lol thats ok]

Verll grins and nods at Ragnarr.
"Thanks"
With a smile Verll checks through all the knives he has hidden around the body and makes sure that they are ready to be drawn within a second. He touches the hilt of the dagger he found, and it feels like he just wakes up from a day sleep. Refreshed he nods at Ragnarr, signaling that he was ready.

Seloc strode up to the group, some forgetful cabin boy had forgot to wake him, and he had overslept.
Having been able to hear the raise voice of the elf....and the fool boy Revenge, he was fully aware of the subject of their convestation.

Seloc: "Good morning, most."
Erunion: "Most?"
Seloc ignored the elf.
Seloc: "Well it seems your about to run of on an adventure, but you'll have to count me out for a while, it seems this weather doesn't agree with me here, so I'll stay on shore and protect the ships."
Jonny: "You'll be alright, if we leave you then?"
Seloc: "Perfectlly."

[If no-one wants to stay behind, I will and if I get bored I'll just make myself a story.]

"Fine then. No torches, we need to be unseen." Ragnarr placed his hand on Seloc's shoudler. "Take care, my friend." He turned round and paced forward, followed by six warriors, until they dissapeared in the light mists.

They walked slowly in the fog on a dirt path, among olive-like trees and dry bushes. The soil cracked beneath their feet, releasing heat from the ground that knew not water.
They reached a rocky hill, with a steep stone path leading ahead.
"Do we continue?" asked Kormac.
"This is the only way we can get close to entering." Ragnarr swept the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. "We won't reach the main gate, we'll start climbing before it."
They formed a line, as the path was too narrow for more than one person to walk. Ragnarr lead, followed by Erunion, who gazed into the fog with shining eyes, obviously studying the path ahead with elven magic.
The air was crushingly hot...

[Revenge YOU CAN'T CONTROL PEOPLE.]

{Revenge. My eyes do not go purple. They prefer the colour green, thank you very much...}

Erunion was gazing into the fog, or rather through it. The green of his eyes was somehow deeper, and mildly luminescent, unnoticeable unless you stood next to him. He was gazing through the fog, and at the same time his Eye in the Sky was staring down at the area, looking for traps...

Ragnarr nods at what Revenge whispers. He then looks at Erunion - his eyes as if confirmed.
"We start climbing here." Ragnarr said. "It's not too steep, so we can manage with no ropes, I hope,..."
He grabbed a standing out from the cliff piece of rock, pulled himself upwards, found a place to support his foot, and continued up. The rest looked up after him and prepared to follow,...

"Alright boyz. Lets go, this won't be too hard. Up ya go now, lets see what ya got.."

[OOC: I would have let the rope go when you were halfway up but other than that its ok.]

[ I wanted to speed up the climbing bit.. and thanks erunion for the potion :)  ]

Septim got ready for more climbing...

[ Looks as though i will save it then....]

The 7 men stood at the foot of the wall,

Just a little way up till we can get through the gap thought Septim, he hoisted Revenge onto his shoulder, he stood up and could just about reach the crack, he did a small jump and helped himself up and into the thick walls break, it was very quiet in what looked like the courtyard, nothing was happening, the rest soon followed, hoisting each other up and into the crack, until only Might was at the bottom. Revenge let down his rope and the young man pulled his friend up. They jumped down into a bush below, cushoning there fall. They consulted the map which said to walk close to the wall and go down the side of the building. They moved quitly and eventually reached a large wooden door. Ragnarr stepped forward and listened in, not a mummor, he turned the handle slowly...

[ I know I shouldnt take control but this was going dead, nothing was happening, sorry]

Two arrows pierced the door, nearly hitting Ragnarr.
He let go of the handle and turned around, to see another three arrows coming for him. He ducked and rolled over, after which he followed the rest of the men, running for cover.
They did not go through the door. It was too obvious it was some sort of trap.
They hurried through a semi-covored corridor, with a colonade of windows, overlooking the outside. Then they ran in some door to the left, to enter a dark corridor.
"Damn, they know we're here..." Ragnarr took hold of his sword hilt. "We'll have to be quick. Let's try and find the warden..." He ran silently up the stairs at the end of the corridor, the rest following.
They passed through several small halls and even an armory tower. At least twenty guards came in their way, but were silenced quietly. They reached a stone bridge, which lead from the armory tower to the main keep.
On the other end, three figuers awaited.
Their cloaks flew in the wind, flapped and swung from the strong gusts. They were unclear and distant.
Ragnarr walked forward slowly and the warriors reached the middle of the bridge.
Just then, three flashes from steel appeared among the waving cloaks. A ring, a clash of forged metal.
The three figures ran at them with rasied blades and great speed.

Ragnarr took his greatsword out and blocked a quick slash, then another one, but he was unprepared for the sudden attack and his attacker kicked him away with a heavy boot. Ragnarr fell to the ground, rolled, dropped his sword and fell off the edge of the bridge, grabbing hold of the stone edge at the last instant.
The three attackers quickly hurrled upon the six warriors,...

[ These three lads are damn tough, so please don't make the usual quick kills and slashes - these three have skills, equall to ours. And keep in mind that the bridge is narrow. ] 

[ Revenge, write if you want, but don't finish the whole thing on your own - let the others also take part. Write what you are doing, and let the others write what they do when attacked. ]

Septim blocked an incoming slash and was surprised at the pure power of the blow, Septim's sword nearly flew from his hand. The man attacked again and sent Septim on his back, Septim would have been killed if one of the northmen hadn't attacked him. Septim jumped to his feet and slashed at the occupied enemy, but he knew that Septim was attacking and blocked his blow before kicking the northman away and slashing at Septim, Septim parried and continued fighting.

Ragnarr felt the nothingness beneath him. He was hanging above a rocky cliff, a long distance downwards.
He pulled himself up, then grabbed hold of the cobblestone on the bridge. He reached out with his other hand, but grabbed a leg instead.
"Gah!" one of the attackers yelled as he was surprized the northman still lived.
Ragnarr pulled himself up. The attacker lost balance and leaned backwards, then fell off the edge - screaming towards the crushing death.
Ragnarr immediatly grabbed his greatsword and stood up beside Septim, blocking a slash.

*Might rolled out the the way of a slash and grabs a rock with his other hand. He throws the rock at The Sheep (My nickname for this extremely annoying man.) and charges at the same time forcing The Sheep to dodge the rock and his dagger but instead of doing that The Sheep caught the rock and and threw it into Mights face. Right then Might saw that he couldn't defeat the man like this so he would have to Sheath The Sword. Might charged letting the man stab his stomach with his sword while Might used this time to stab the mans neck with his dagger. The last thing Might saw was the mans surprised look on his face. Oh and Erunion looking weird with his crazy battle stances.*

{OOC: OWW MY BRAIN!}

While there was two left, revenge took forth his sword and held it to the sky, his body pulsed and the cobble stone bridge wobbled, it began to crack slightly, stones rose into the air, leviataded and where thrown at the two men with great force, one of the men was already fighting with the others and was off guard, the stones pumuled into his head, while the other one blocked them with great speed, the first one was not dead but dazed and could be easily finished....