The Ruins of Neaelon

((This is an open action rp and I will start after having it up for 2-3 days so ppl can see this post and join in. Participation in this will gain honour points as this is a mission for the Adventurer's Guild. So join. 3 honour points will be given for completion.))

A notice has been posted around the small town of S'ren-ja. It has two sentences on it. You read the post. It says:
Greetings everyone. If you want to, Mo'jahi Ice-Eye, Guildmaster of the Adventurer's Guild invites everyone for a journey into the ruins of Neaelon. Some hidden knowledge is to be discovered. Meet at the thinking tree in a couple days time.

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A couple days later at the thinking tree. Mo'jahi Ice-Eye is standing around and waiting to see who would come. He is packed and ready for a couple days ride it will take to reach the ruin and has a couple saddle bags filled with food and other supplies. Mo'jahi was just taking another swig of his medecine when he notices someone arrive.

"Hail Guild master!", S'rizzek shouts from his horse as it trots slowly towards the meeting place. As he approaches, his sharp white teeth can be seem gleaming in the sunlight, his smile does little to hide his excitement of the coming adventure. His horse is heavy with supplies and the Khajiit on its back is dressed in full leather armor, it appears strangely familiar. ((bandits armor looted from their dead bodies)).

"How fares you on this glorious day my Lord?", S'rizzek asks his guild leader. He stops his mount a few feet for the tree, and with a quick graceful motion, leaps to the ground. Landing silently, he instinctively lowers close to the ground, looks full circle, and sniffs the air. "This one senses more riders coming....and hopes they friendly."

Mo'jahi Ice-Eye nods his head towards S'rizzek. "Greetings Master of the Hunt." He then turns to see who else is approaching.

((More people join :), itll be fun ))

They are both startled, when a moment later, Feather Shadow appears seemingly out of nowhere, in front of the nearest large tree. She is crouched low, daggers ready for a fight.

"If the riders are not friendly, I will help you fight them. I am not afraid!" she says.

Jo'Zrijhi Taloj casually strolls up to them, walking beside her horse, Thunder--causally feeding it apple slices. She was dressed in her usual black-and-silver armor with her helm tied to a small pack that sat atop Thunder. She stops a few feet away from Ice-Eye and Zek.

She nods a greeting at the two men before turning to look at Feather Shadow. Offering the eager associate a wave, Zri turned back to her horse, feeding it another apple slice before going to grab her map out of her pack. She had mapped out a few points of interests she'd like to check out once inside the ruins.

Hooves can be heard disturbing the grass and dirt as she galloped up to the ruins. Once there, she dismounted and started going through her bags taking certain things out, and placing other things from her backpack to her saddlebags. Once everything seemed to be in order. She turned around to see four figures gathered near the entrance.

The tall muscular Nord walked up to the group with a piece of paper in her hands. She glanceed at it, squinting her uncovered eye as if struggling to focus on the words, before speaking “ Who's Mo'jahi?” Making a obvious attempt to pronounce the name right.

"The one, in Akaviri plate, obviously" Answers the newcomer, An altmer clad in alabaster steel, seated upon his barded warhorse. "Sigmund Grief," he said, as he dismounted to offer a mailed hand "commander of The Fourth Arné Deith". The Makeshift party looked at him queerly, practically because of his gait and posture, and practically for his full plate, uncommon in the shimmering heats of Reaper's March . But they are not surprised. For who would have as much pride for themself as an Altmer would? To commit an action in face of outright stupidity? And Sigmund did not mind, fixing his swordbelt as he proceeded to speak . "Are we waiting for anyone else, Master Ice-Eye? My heart yearns for adventure"