Ratziel RP Sample

Morndas, 4th of Rain's Hand, 4E 214

[say]We have sight of Efferstone Keep. Expect to arrive in 35 to 45 minutes.[/say]

The captain's words reverberated though the whole ship, and for Ratziel, it was not a moment too soon. He was sitting down next to his lifelong trainer Claudius, though Ratziel was drooped so much that his head almost touched his knees. [say]Traveling on this ship was and still is getting real tiring for me. Claudius, I wish that this facility was closer to home, or at the very least on mainland Tamriel.[/say]
[say]Well, we are supposed to keep Efferstone secret,[/say] said Claudius. Though still sitting up, he was visibly straining himself in order to do so. [say]It needs to be kept secret from the Thalmor, because it trains our only hope to combat them, the Immortals. If we placed that training facility closer to home, it would get noticed very quickly.[/say]
[say]You've told me this hundreds of times, and it doesn't change the fact that it's tiring me out.[/say] Ratziel shot straight up, his eyes visibly narrowed. [say]There are only so many times you can slash or pummel the training dummy before the very act itself makes you wish for death itself.[/say]

Ratziel took a big sigh, sitting back down. [say]Ah, sorry. Though, I would like to take a short swim. Helps take my mind off things.[/say]
[say]You can go ahead and do a short swim after we arrive at the keep. Just make sure to get out in time so we don't have to find a replacement Argonian.[/say]
Chuckling at Claudius's last comment, Ratziel got back up. [say]Still have memories of that one hide and seek? Anyways, I'm getting quite hungry.[/say]
[say]See you soon, Ratziel.[/say]

Ratziel headed inside the deck of the ship, and went for the food storage. The man tending it asked Ratziel if he wanted anything.
[say]Do you still have the Cyrodilic Spadetail soup? Could use some of that right now,[/say]
[say]No, sorry, we are out of your favorite soup. There should be a meal waiting for you in the keep. Have a orange and a fishy stick.[/say]
[say]I will settle for that.[/say]

Heading back up, Ratziel couldn't help but observe the dark gray sky above him. [say]Seems like it's going to rain soon.[/say]
[say]It does look like it,[/say] said Claudius. [say]Never liked the rain, and I had to keep telling myself to continue onwards when I was younger. Rain is Kynareth's blessing to the land, but it never feels like one to me.[/say]
[say]Well, the Saxhleel must be blessed by Kynareth. Or, at least, learned to live with it. It rains a lot within Black Marsh.[/say]
[say]Good for you.[/say]
Ratziel sat back down next to Claudius. As Ratziel started to eat the impromptu snack, something just occurred to Claudius. [say]You keep using Saxhleel to refer to your own race, while others refer to your kind as Argonians. Why is that?[/say]
[say]Ah. Well, it's my father's wishes. He wanted to encourage our kind to build trust and relations between the others of Tamriel. Though he never liked 'Argonian' as the name for the race, it carried negative connotations. But he's just a memory, one I hope to live up to. He wanted a better world, a stronger, loving world, to die in.[/say]
[say]I hope you succeed with that. For both you and your father's sake.[/say]
[say]Agreed.[/say]

Not too long afterwards, the ship finally arrived. Ratziel went up and looked at the surroundings. Efferstone Keep wasn't much to look at - in fact, the only visible part of it was the entrance within the hills. Various people were around the keep, presumably acting as guards for it. There were also some people coming over from nearby - people in golden armor and black robes. [i]Wait, people in black robes and golden armor? Are those who I think they are?[/i]

Ratziel told Claudius about what he just noticed. [say]That's not a good sign at all. Black robes and golden armor - it looks we may have been noticed by the Thal-[/say]
Suddenly, a loud explosion occured nearby, along with the ship suddenly shaking violently. When the noise cleared, the air was filled with screams for help and pleas for life. Ratziel dashed over to the training area and got two sword for both him and Claudius. [say]Claudius, we must get off the ship now. Take this sword, and go into the water as soon as you can.[/say]
[say]But... I fear that I can't swim as well as you. I'd only slow you down.[/say]
[say]Well, just get off the ship in whatever way you can. Try to stay within my sight if you can.[/say]

Ratziel promptly dove into the water. [i]Funny. I guess I did get the promised short swim after all.[/i] He swam though the water in a elaborate and twisty pattern, hoping that the Thalmor lost sight of him. When he thought that was the case, he poked his head out of the water, but he noticed something quite terrible: Claudius was captured - blindfolded, bound, and carried by the Thalmor. Diving back down out of sight, Ratziel had to make an important decision.

[i]They don't notice me. If I act quickly, I could swim away to safety and escape without getting captured.[/i] He almost started swimming away from Claudius, had it not been for second thoughts.

[i]But, Claudius is a dear friend, someone who I've trusted, and someone who I continue to trust. My father wouldn't have wanted this either - if his only known son were to be a slimy bastard, something that he didn't want our kind to be, we wouldn't be able to live with ourselves.[/i]

Following this moment, Ratziel swam back to the shore, keeping in sight of Claudius. [i]I must save Claudius, even if it takes our lives. A better world, a stronger, loving world - we can make it happen.[/i]