Three's Company in the Vulkwasten Jail

Who's in the Jail right now?


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Krimie Nightvale - Bosmer guard of Vulkwasten now sits in the Jail, having beating the Dunmer, Hloriella nearly to death.



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Treved Jaeriuth - An odd Altmer man who has been incarcerated because of his lack of cooperation and apparent enslavement of the gnomish Bosmer, Salden Elavthgin.



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Salden Elavthgin - A hideous and pitiful creature. Once a bosmer he now resides in the Vulkwasten jail, if only to protect him from himself and others. He wears a mask with a tube attached to it, used as a drinking device.

Krimie sits wimpering in her jail cell. Next to her, in the adjacent cell, is a very tall and odd middle aged Altmer male with piercing yellow eyes. He gazes at Krimie with an uncomfortable stare. In a cell opposite of the Altmer's is a tiny creature clad in poorly stitched black cloth. He wears a mask, hiding his face and blinding his eyes.

"Are you a tree or an island" the Altmer asked Krimie as he twiddled this thumbs.

Krimie sat on the floor of the jail cell with her back to the wall.
"A tree? No...I'm a Bosmer"

The Altmer nodded "Ah yes I see, then you must be a cloud" he laughed "Yes, I just said that."

Krimie gave the Altmer a confused look. "A Cloud, sir, ya make no sense ta me"

"I have five senses dear...that's five more than no sense"
The Altmer tossed a sly wink to Krimie. He noticed the bruise on Krimies head and pointed to it. "Looks like your bruise is growing a face around it."

Krimie rubbed her bruise and joked "what? Oh yes...aparently da reward fer gettin' a wack in da head is a jail sentence"

The Altmer nodded, "Ah I see, that makes perfect sense, of which is not one of the five senses, because you just said that."

Krimie cocked her head in confusion.

"Now, tell me cloud" the Altmer asked "What brings you to my new home of which I now share as yours?"

((To be Continued ))

Krimie looked dead eye to the Altmer. Her tears had sinced dried but her eyes were still red. She breathed a heavy sigh. "I think I killed a Dunmer"

The Altmer continued to twiddle his thumbs. "Well then" he said, "You are a cloud indeed...a storm cloud...though thinking that you killed is different than actual killing. Are you in truth that you said what I just heard you say when you said it?"

Krimie gave him a blank stare as she pondered on the Alrmer's nonconvential way of speaking. "She looked pretty dead to me."

"Ah well, is just more fertilizer for the ground then..One less Dunmer never hurt any skeever nor dragon" the Altmer quipped. "I'm honest she had it coming unless an dishonest Mer speaks otherwise"

Krimie sighed lowering her head to the ground. "No she didn' deserve it... I'm not even sure she did wot I thought she did."

"And what did she do that she didn't do if you think she didn't not do?" He said scratching his head.

Krimie struggled with deconstructing the Altmer's words. "Ya know sir, I'm 'avin' a 'ard time understandin' ya. But if yer sayin' wot I think yer sayin' then I think I can answer ya."

"Please do, my time is all yours."

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"Well...apparently dat Dunmer...her name, Hloriella...slept wit me leaf-mate...at least...I think dat's wot happened" Krimie said.

The Altmer laughed. "ha..well. If what you just told me is true..the part of what you just said...then your actions were neither brave nor appropriate. Death does not merit adultery..unless it does. In which case, it doesn't"

Krimie nodded "Aye..I should 'ave known better...before I did her in, she wos sayin' somethin' 'bout paper work an' bein' bitten...I do 'ope she is not dead...perhaps I am wrong about her and me leafmate." Krimie looked to the great oak tree outside the cell. "Please Y'frre...guide my mind. Let da truth come and make good of this. Allow Krimie to be free."

Just then the gnomish Bosmer, Salden jumped in excitement "Krimie, Krimie...Krimmmmmmmmmmmie!" He jumped high in his cell, striking the ceiling causing him to crack the top of his wooden mask.

"Salden..control yourself..or self your control..up to you." The Altmer turned to Krimie "So..if I am correct, and why shouldn't I be...your name is, Krimie? Because, that is what you just said."

Krimie nodded "Aye..uh..I suppose I did say dat"

The Altmer clapped his hands together and squealed like a piglet "Squeee! well then..Krimie...since that is what you said when you said what name you said of yourself. I have a surprise for you"

To be continued

The Altmer began to dance, alternating between lifting each leg in the air and crouching. "Yes Krimie...the name you have said you are. I am here to tell you my friend here has been looking for you..and your tree princess Elsy and some spider named Malyne. Yes...I said spider because spider is the word I have used."

Krimie narrows her gaze looking to the gangly, bosmer-like mask wearing creature. "ya have been lookin' fer me"

The Altmer laughs "Ha..he can't see you..I made sure of that when I put the mask on him so he cant see you...the mask..yes...perhaps he should take it off "

Krimie nodded eagerly "yes, please take off yer mask..Salden.. maybe I know ya.." she smirks "ya apparently know me an' me Elsy"

Salden tilts his head like a confused puppy "Krimmmmmie?"

"Aye..dat's me" she smiled

"k-k-k-krimie?" Sal uttered with the sound of saliva dripping from his mouth.

"w-w-wot?" Krimie affectingly said.

Sal removed the face plate from his helmet. His hideous face was pale and his right eye was dead white, unable to display any emotion. On the left side of his face was a gash, beginning from above his eyebrow to his lower jaw. Both his left eye and part of his cheek had been slashed away.

Krimie made an effort to withhold her pity on the sorrowful creature, but she could not keep her emotions inside. She was with child and had been very temperamental. She began sobbing as Salden crawled on the ground towards Krimie's cell.

The creature looked up at Krimie with it's one eye. He then slowly closed it and started sniffing in the air.
Drool dripped from his disfigured mouth as he uttered a single word that would cause Krimie to fall to the ground.

"sssissssssterrrrrr"

To be Continued

The Altmer pondered, seeing Krimie unconscious on the ground. "Well, dear..it seems introductions are in order, for a family reunion has just occured." He kicks Krimie in the leg and extends his arm in greeting "Treved Jaeriuth is the name I believe my mother or my father gave me that bane. Well, which ever of the two gave birth to me that is."

Krimie looked dumbfounded. She ignored his offering hand and turned back to Salden. "Ned? Neddy-boy?"
She reached out through a gap between the cell bars.

The emotionless creature cocked his hideously marred head and slowly reached out towards Krimie, extending his stubby fingers.

Krimie was certain this monster was once her brother. Its fingers were sliced off at the first knuckle, just as her brother's were. Her hand was now all the way through the bars. She opened her hand. Her palm contacted his, her warm soft skin felt Sal's cold rigamortis flesh.

Krime began to weep. Her thoughts took her to the past, when she was nineteen and her brother was an infant. Krimie remembered holding the youngest of her siblings in her arms. Such a frail baby. She was always protective of little Nedlas. She remembered taking care of him when Ned was five and bullied by a group of young Khajiit. She remembered Nedlas at the age of eight, so proud that he was able to shoot his first arrow without it recoiling. Then, krimie's face turned melancholic. She remembered being held captive with Nedlas, by an evil Breton, where Ned was tourchered.

"Ned." Krimie whispered as her palm was still connected to his. "Ya know me? Ya know me Ned?"

The wretched creature nodded and attempted what could be interpreted as a smile. "Krimmme"

Just as Krimie began to smile, Salden grasped her hand and pulled her arm through the cell. He clutched Krimie's hand, opened his mangled mouth and bit down on Krimie's index finger. Krimie heard the crack of crushed bone. Salden pulled his head away, along with Krimies finger. It was severed, down to the last joint.

To be continued

This story has been partially concluded with in game RP...here are the highlights

Elsy and Afer heard Krimie's shouts and came rushing to the Jail. Elsy frantically opened the jail door, allowing krimie an escape.

Nedlas (salden) threw Krimie's finger at Elsy..missing her by a fingernail.

Elsy put pressure on the bleeding wound and Afer carried Krimie to the clinic.

The commotion of rushing krimie up the ramp to the clinic got the attention of the many patrons inside, including; Alena, Styletta, Kraytune, Hloriella's brother and others.

They lied Krimie down on a table and tended to her wounds. Her bleeding stopped but Krimie would now be permanently missing a finger.

As she was being taken care of, Krimie told Elsy and the others the creature was once her brother, Nedlas.

There was a debate between whether or not to kill or allow Nedlas to live.

Krimie, with the advice of others, decided the best thing to do was to put an end to Nedlas's suffering.

Kraytune, on the other hand said they could find a way to tame Nedlas and that the answer lay with the odd Altmer that accompanied him.

They both looked to Elsy to make a decision about Ned's fate.

Kramkoo Nightvale (Krimie's father) was out wondering around and saw that the creature had escaped from jail.

Elsy struggled with the decision of Ned's fate for what seemed like eons. But just as she was about to give her decision, Kramkoo Nightvale walked in, holding the severed head of Nedlas. He was oblivious that he was, in fact holding his dead son's head.

The head began snapping at Styletta, so Kramkoo pierced its skull with an arrow. Bringing closure to this episode.

Treved Jaeriuth's fate is still unknown as he remains in the jail cell.