Liberation. ((Malyne and Bhidul))

((Contains violent materiel disturbing some viewers, viewer discretion is advised.))


Malyne would be sitting aboard at a desk with a Bhi on the lower decks of a ship. "Alright, first one we need to raid and liberate is the one just off the blackmarsh border, it's a massive saltrice plantation along with other minor plants. We have strict instructions too only kill the head master here and her husband, and anyone hostile who wishes stands in our way. If we can complete this they will send us another contract." he spoke in somewhat stern tone. Not wasting a second to get too the point.

Nodded to Malyne, holding his sea-bag on his shoulder. His armor was polished and cleaned. "Very well... this one is ready." He scratched his head, "So we must be freeing Argonians then, yes?"

Slips a knife into his boots. "Not sure....if it is then it's a illeagle plantation to the Pact. Argonains and Nords are not allowed to be enslaved for the time being. We are more likely see Bretons, Khajit...even other Dunmer forced into slavery." he spoke adjusting the odd leather armor he wore, pulling up his hood that covered over half his face with shadows. "Really it's hard to tell what we will find."

"Hmph... this one cannot wait to spill the blood and taste the flesh of those damned slavers anyhow..." He chuckled grimly. "It is time for us to judge the death of those monsters..." He ran his hand through the feathers atop his helmet, having it held in his left arm.

Smirks "Glad too see we are on the same page. Just remember, when we liberate them we must ensure they reach the checkpoint so they can smuggled into Convenant, or Dominion." he spoke grabbing his bag. "You know, I must ask...what made you wan't to join me?"

His voice became stern, "This one simply wants to get revenge... Those bastards enslave his kind and are complete monsters to all races..."

Nods "I see, I suppose I can understand that. But if thats the case, what do you say about us burning the place down to the ground?"

Gave a demon-like smirk, his sharp teeth sticking out, "Yes... that would be quite the way to end it..."

Chuckles, a sadist grin forming under his hood. "Lovely, going to make sure the crops burn with it."

"Let us be off then.... Time to show them their sins..." He chuckled grimly once again.

Nodding, Malyne would get up and lead the way up tot he top deck of the ship. They where already be docked. "Right outside this town we have guar drawn carts waiting for us. We are going to have to hide in a pile saltrice to sneak in." he said starting to walk off the ship, the sun would be close to setting.

He nodded, "Alright... very good..." he followed behind Malyne, strapping his helmet onto his head securely, checking that all of his weapons were on his belts.

As they arrived outside of town there would be two Dunmer farmers with guar, having saltrice carts on there backs. "That must be them." Malyne muttered to Bhi walking toward the group. The two dunmer would look at the two giants saying aloud. "We should have gotten a bigger cart...."

Lowered his voice, speaking back to Malyne, "Ready when you are..."

Nods "Yeah....alright...." he said climbing into the saltrice trying to bury himself in it. They woudl take off the moment Bhi got himself situated. Roughly a few hours they would arrive getting out of the cart they would be in a small slave qaurter of the plantation. Surrounded bye trees and tall grass.

Jumped inside the saltrice, burying himself in it. He slowly peeked out of the saltrice pile he was in, looking around at the slave quarter.

Night woudl have already descended on the plantation, as Malyne would get out his dark black and grey armor would blend into the night. "The slaves have been warned, they know of arrival and will turn a blind eye to us if not help." he said pulling his hood back up looking around before holding a hand out to Bhi "We can either free the slaves and come back, or take the guards and the head master while one of us evacuates them while the other burns the place....Unless you got a plan up you're sleeve?"

Bhidul took Malyne's hand out to get out of the pile of saltrice he was in. He flicked a small purple orb in his hand, spreading his fingers out and letting it flare up and disappear. Soon he would be inside a bound set of stealth clothes, black and daedric styled. He kept his greatsword, two blades, two daggers, and his handheld crossbow on his belt. He removed the mask nodding to Malyne with a bit of seriousness in his eyes, "We should let the place burn and go for our targets, best not having any hostiles attacking the slaves and stunting their movement... You decide, really..." he pulled the dark mask back onto his face, his emerald eyes almost to appear glowing in the night.

Would look around rubbing his bearded chin for a moment. "Whatever we do we are going to burn this place last for the sake of avoiding any possible guards from the near bye town..." he said looking around the large plantation, a large Dunmer Manor could be seen across the saltrice field with nearly all the rooms well lit along with plenty of guards walking around. "Alright....you go find and kill the headmaster....i'll set up the fire. Sound good?"

"Yes..." he nodded before he slipped off in the shadows, his tail curled at his side. Bhidul would sneak through the saltrice field, using his daggers to kill the guards near it and dragging their corpses into the crops to hide them. He would make himself as quiet as possible as he tread inside the fields, killing any guard discreetly that was nearby him. Bhidul kept making his way ever so slowly until he tripped on a guard he did not see. The guard was a male dunmer, who looked at Bhidul curiously before Bhi was able to force him on the ground and cut his throat right out of him, all the noise the dead mer could make were faint choking noises from his own blood. He looked behind himself, making sure there were not anymore guards behind him. Bhi made his way out of the field and into the open, jumping behind barrels and crates so he could not be seen. The guards knew something was going on, they knew that their count for men were dwindling in the area. So they searched through the night after what was going on, their lanterns shown bright in the dark. Bhidul swiftly made his way around several guards who were turning the corner into a pile of saltrice, waiting until they finally left. He then popped out and spotted an alarm bell which would be used to alert other guards. He quickly made it to the bell and cut the rope that was used to ring it clean off so that they had no way of alarming the others. Bhidul made it a few yards from the manor now, eyeing two guards at the door who were standing vigilant and stiff-still. He snuck through some shrubs and picked up a stone, hurling it over to the side of the guards. The two dunmer guards shot towards the area where they heard the sound where the stone hit, though one of them split and started looking the other way. Bhidul let off a little whistle, and the guard came closer and closer to him until Bhi would grab him into the bush with him and use his poisonously-enchanted dagger to cut a hole through his skull, letting the blood bleed everywhere around him. Bhi then hopped out of the shrub when nobody was looking and bolted for the other guard, sweeping at his legs to make him fall over, letting him get up for a small moment and planting both daggers into the back of his neck. When Bhidul was finished he sprinted to the door. However it would not open... he tried picking the lock, but the door was barred shut behind him. Kicking the door was useless as well. Bhidul dug his paw into his utility pouches on his belt, holding up four small spheres wrapped with paper and a fuse. They were filled with firesalts. Bhidul flicked a flame on his fingertip, lighting the four fuses and tossing them at the door. Soon it would burst down the doors, leaving a large, burning hole in the wall. Four guards rushed at Bhidul from the house, their swords and clubs in hand... Bhi was swung at by a sword, though he was able to counter it and disarm the guard, then stabbing him in the back at least five times to get him completely dead. Another guard charged Bhidul with a large wooden club, he tried to catch counter that blow, but the guard simply grabbed his hand and bashed his head into Bhi's. Bhi jumped behind the guard as he made another attack, sweeping him to the ground and snapping his neck. The two other guards ran off as the house now began to burn violently, the screams of the two targets were easily heard. The man and woman bolted out of their burning manor, and so did Bhi. The smoke was growing too thick to breathe. Bhi chased after the dunmer husband, the second owner of the slave plantation. He grabbed him and threw him against the side of a rocky hill. He watched as his wife ran away, though quickly pulling out his one handed crossbow and sending the bolt into her shoulder, however not killing her. Bhi turned back to the mer, he began punching the mer until his face was bruised and bloody. The mer choked out, "Y-you damned cat... y-you'll pay for this..." Bhidul chuckled, "No... you will pay... you will pay for enslaving his people and others... you have practiced a sin which shall be cleansed one day... this one wants to make sure that this little freedom fight will be heard for miles... and people will realize how ignorant they are to put people against their will for lazy-arse scum like you..." The mer groaned, "I-I... you savage... you deserve to be enslaved... this is so I can help live my life... h-help feed myself and stay living." Bhidul lauged grimly, "You have no life after this... time to stop speaking to a dead man now..." Bhidul raised his daggers, letting them plunge into the mer's chest. He let out a cry of pain before he became lifeless. Bhidul reached over, sliding the dunmer's eyelids shut. Bhi wiped his hands before he went on the search for the other target. He saw her sitting at the side of a pond, praying for her life. Bhidul marched towards her, his eyes were furiously burning with hatred and rage. He grabbed the woman by her throat, lifting her up off the ground. The large Cathay-Raht kept her elevated, looking at her teary face. She grabbed onto Bhidul's arms, begging for mercy, "P-please... I-I am sorry." Bhidul saw the pain and suffering the woman was going through, "It was not my choice to set this up... it was my husband... he made me do this!" Bhidul watched as the woman kept weeping in his grasp. Bhidul set her on the ground, raising his daggers up high, though he kept looking at the face of the sad dunmer, feeling a bit of pity for her. He dropped his blades and yanked the crossbow bolt out of her shoulder. The woman wrapped her arms around Bhidul, now crying even more than she was. He dropped a vial of healing potion at her side. Before he left he said to her, "Be with a man who is not a cruel demon... and know what is morally right in your heart..." he walked away, the woman still weeping and staring at him as he made his way to Malyne. His dark armor was splattered in old gore.

Nodded to Bhi turning around as Bhi ran off into the field. His attention now on one of the slaves. "Okay, so you know where there is something I can use to burn this place to the ground?" The slave, a small Bosmer woman. "One up in the bastards house, check the pantry. Should be a big barrel of oil." Malyne nodding in repsonse would turn before running up to the house.


The hooded Dunmer would have swiftly darted his way through the field, jumping over and climbing over fences, walls, barrels and crates until he finally reached the Manor, stalking around for a door or open window int he shadows. Withing less than a minutes he woudl find the entrance tot he cellar. Giving a good look around only person in sight was a slave who didn't even notice him.

Entering the cellar he woudl make his way up into the main level of the house finding the kitchen and pantry. Quickly spotting the barrel he woudl go grab it and walk off with it only to stop spotting a jar. "Scrib Jelly..." muttered under hsi breath setting the barrel down grabbing the jar, and bread he saw laying out. Taking out a small throwing knife he would drip his blade into the jar smearing a thick layer of it on not hesitating to take a bite. halfway through standing there and eating the snack he made for himself he would hear a loud explosion coming from inside. "He certainly knows how to make a entrance...." Malyne muttered to himself. Finishing the piece he ate he woudl make another one ignoring the sound the of guards storming down the hall past the room. Every single one except the last in behind the group woudl notice. "Halt! Who are y-" he found himself unable to breath and cold feeling in his neck. Feeling his neck he woudl find a dagger lodged in it falling to his knees. Looking up only to see a hooded Dunmer with scrib jelly on bread hanging out of his mouth carrying a barrel out the room.

Malyne would have picked the dead gaurds ax, hacking at one corner of the barrel before yanking it out and tossing it too the side. Picking up the barrel he woudl hold it upside pouring it all though out the manor, before tossing it too the ground. Kicking out a window he would take out a vial with a few fire salts tossing them onto the ground igniting the place in flames within seconds. Raising a brow seeing as how Bhi had all the guards attention. "Perhaps I should bring him along more often....make him do the hard work..." he said chuckling as he ran back into the fiel, noticing all the slaves running his direction. "Good.....now to get them ready to leave." he said running back to the point they started.

Waiting for Bhidul to return Malyne would have gotten the slaves rallied around the gates of the plantation. Other men in leather armor and hoods would be waiting, taking small groups of slaves to follow them, Malyne crossing his arms with a sigh. "Now where is that cat...."

Slowly approached Malyne, wiping some of the flesh and blood off of his armor. "Did you miss this one?" he removed his mask, his maw and face splattered with blood and a demon-like grin.

Couldn't help but laugh a bit. "Well damn, here I thought I'd get you're payment as well." he said crossing his arms, returning the smile. "So I trust he wasn't too much of a problem correct?"

Shook his head, "Bah... The man was nothing more than a fool and a cruel man looking for slaves to keep him alive... As for the woman... This one did not kill the woman, she showed pity, and was saying that it was all her husband's doing and plans... This one showed mercy and spared her... The manor is burning as we speak as well... this one had to blow the doors down to get in, but it burned so much in so little time he barely was inside to kill all the cowardly guards."

Looks back at the burning manor, a small content smile spreading on his lips. "Aye you make a great entrance. Heard that damned explosion from there kitchen." he said looking back to Bhi "You made such a commotion you got most of there attention. Only had to deal with one myself."

"This one had four on his arse, though two ran off. We should get moving quicker. The defenses on the coast of the Pact may not be a little happy with our little party..." he looked off at the sky for a moment, staring back at Malyne with his arms crossed.

Nods "Aye.....enough of our contacts are here to take care of these slaves." the hooded Dunmer said starting to walk into the woods surrounding the entrance of the manor. "You realize we may go to Vvanderfell next correct?"

"This one does not care... take him to the depths of burning Oblivion... he will not care!" he said this with a sort of honor and triumph in his voice.

Smirks faintly under his hood. "Thats good to hear, not many willing to go to such ends to liberate others and set them free." he said, looking around as they walked through the forest. "When we get back to the ship, get some rest. We are going to have to depart early to get a slave ship."

Walked alongside Malyne, "Very well... so we may be heading to Vvardenfell, you said, correct?"

Shrugs, cutting down some brush that stood in there way. "Very good possibility, House Telvani hold many slaves and they are not part of the Pact. So they themselves still hold many Argonains....not mention the other houses and there slaves there...Although I must warn you it's very different from anywhere you've ever been."

"This one has been across the world, Malyne. If he is not used to whatever kind of hellish land we go to, this one will make sure he adapts to it..." He still walked behind Malyne. His armor then disintegrated off of him in purple flakes. His normal plates would be back, they clanked in a sort of rhythm.

Only glanced back at Bhi as they made there way back to the ship. "Prepare for volcanoes, ash storms, and creatures you will so no where else on the face of nirn." he said now approaching the town after a hour of walking. Guards running down the road could be heard, all going down to the path that would now be taking them to the abandon burnt plantation.