Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24141785-20140201133112/@comment-3293219-20140204154154

The black argonian left the prisoner with her thoughts and his words, pulling the catch across and locking the door with the sanctuary key.

He would head out today and try to find some killers, not simple murderers; he needed a better class of killer. Many would look to the streets, the army or even the guard. A lot of the beggars were desperate, unstable psychopaths and the army had its fare share of war criminals. Kaizen knew better, he knew that there were two places that made him feel like a child in a sweet shop. Dungeons and asylums...



''I'll need some muscle... every toolkit needs a hammer and a good hammer can get the job done a lot faster than your average chisel... ''

''Of course, sometimes delicacy is needed... a chisel is always good to have on hand, just incase you need to plunge it into somebody's eye. ''

The black argonian crawled out of the well, he could use the house now but he didn't know if the prisoner's friend was inside. Soon he'd be able to use both entrances and move somebody else in there, someone who he could trust, who won't tell the guards.

As he walked away and rejoined society, a figure watched him from afar. Kaizen didn't notice it as he was too deep in thought but it noticed him... it knew that something wasn't right...

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The figure, in shrouded armour, stepped forward and approached the sanctuary, drawing a key from its pocket and opening the grate to the well. It climbed inside and slithered in, closing and locking the gate behind it...

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen had walked from Cheydinhal to the Imperial City, hearing that it now contained the biggest asylum in Cyrodiil. It housed thousands of inmates, from all over the empire and shipped them off to a small island off of the shore of the Capital. There were other asylums in Tamriel but none of them were as secure or as grand, Kaizen himself felt a chill, shivering down his spine. The howls of the insane flooded through the windows and made the argonian smile, it was like an opera to him...

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The argonian stepped inside, seeing a worn out altmer, sitting with a ledger, behind the desk. He looked up as he heard the door close and placed his quill down, standing up to greet him. "Hello? Are you here to have someone committed?"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">I know several people who should be... <span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;"> Kaizen snapped out of it and looked up, smiling slightly.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"No, I was..." He looked around, leaning forward and placing a bag of gold in the altmer's hands. "I'm looking for someone..."

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The altmer felt the weight of the bag and almost gasped in awe, he felt flustered as he didn't know what to do with it.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"I'll... I'll take you to the doctor then." He informed him, leaving the room and gesturing for Kaizen to follow him.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The argonian followed him through, the howls of the inmates echoed throughout the complex, traumatising the weak hearted. He looked forward to browsing...

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The altmer stepped in to see another altmer, standing over a khajit patient in a chair. They had been restrained as a lightning current shot through him, he screamed out but he was drowned out by the horrible sounds that the contraption made.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Are you better now?! Can you stop the shakes?" The doctor snapped, sending more waves of electricity into the patient. "Are you still-"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Doctor?"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"going to blather on to yourself like an idiot?"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Sir?"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Are you still goin to defy society, by being-"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Sir!"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The doctor cut the power, sending the patient keeling over, it looked like he was dead...

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Jersha, how many times must I tell you? You aren't to interrupt me during my sessio-"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"We have a guest." Jersha interrupted.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Oh?" The doctor's tone sounded worried as he turned around and saw  Kaizen stood in front of him. Was he an inspector? No... too weathered. A concerned relative?

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"I came here looking for one of your patients..." Kaizen said, cutting to the chase. "I can help you, financially, if you help me."

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Sure, name him." The doctor said, relief getting the better of his judgment as he dried his blood stained hands.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"They don't have a name... You're going to help me find them." The argonian hovered another bag of money, just bigger than the one he gave to the altmer. "You don't look like someone who has difficulty loosing patients." He gestured to the doctor's last victim.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Yes... well, erm..." The doctor glanced over, smiling to himself as he grew proud of his accomplishment. "Who are you anyway?"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Kaizen..." The argonian knew that he wouldn't recognize the name.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The doctor didn't know what to make of Kaizen, he looked official but he couldn't be a soldier. Too shady to be a law man, too argonian to be a thalmor...

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Well, I am Doctor Elsinian. Perhaps you've heard of my work?"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen shook his head, "can't say I have..."

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Of course not..." Elsinian sighed, as if he had expected the brutish beast in front of him to be able to read at all. "So... what kind of patient did you have in mind?"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen thought for a second, trying to think of the best possible answer.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Experienced... sentient... deadly."

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">They had done an entire tour of the island, Elsinian bragged about his work, every chance he got. They had passed hundreds of inmates, none of them were of any use to Kaizen though...

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The black argonian was lead into the 'recovery wing,' the area of the asylum where all of the 'hopefuls' were kept. These ones were the quiet ones, the friendly 'till they stab you in the neck types and secret psychotics. Serial killers, mass murderers, clever murderers who faked insanity to avoid the death penalty...

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"We do have a patient who matches your requirements, perfectly." Elsinian explained, stepping away as one of the 'hopefuls' lunged at him and tried to grab him through the bars. Kaizen stepped around the patient's arm, he started to grab for the argonian. He just paced around, glaring into the patient's crazed eyes.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen then stopped, seeing a nord, huddling in the corner. A blonde haired wreck of a man who looked like he hadn't eaten in weeks.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"The shadows... always watch, always there! Shadows... even in my dreams!" He rambled, peeling another layer of skin off of his fingers.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Elsinian stopped, feeling ignored, he walked over to see what had captivated his guest.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Oh, I see you've met Haren?"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Kaizen said nothing and simply observed the patient, wondering what he was babbling about. "He's a nobleman's son." Elsinian explained, though no one asked him to. "They found him, in Morrowind, wondering around, babbling about shadows. I don't think he'll ever recover but his father pays me to keep him here so..." The altmer shrugged and began to stare at him some more.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Sickle... Sickle... S-sss..."

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Is he the one you wanted?" Elsinian asked, with a smirk.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"No... Too far gone." Kaizen replied, still in a trance.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"In that case, follow me..." Elsinian left, Kaizen lingered before following.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Now, this man is my best patient, twenty years ago? He couldn't even speak but now? Ha!" Elsinian stopped at his cell, smiling as Kaizen got a look.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">At the centre of the cell, knelt an altmer. This one was a lot younger than the doctor or his receptionist but he was still quite old, he looked like he had seen and been through a lot.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Larius?" Elsinian beaconed, wrapping his hand around the bars.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Larius broke out of meditation; the sound of the screams hit him with some force as he was snapped in to reality.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Yes?"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Elsinian unlocked the door and stepped inside, the black argonian followed him... "There's someone here to see you." Kaizen stood in front of him, his hands behind his back, his formal stance reminded Larius of his days in the thalmor order.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"There's a..." Elsinian stumbled on his words, mainly, because he didn't consider beast races to be 'human,' "man here to see you..."

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Larius, slowly, pulled himself to his feet and looked the argonian over, he may move like any man but something wasn't right...

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"What does he want?" Larius asked, not thinking to ask the argonian himself.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"I wanted someone with expertise to help me in my line of work." Kaizen said, answering for himself.

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">"Which is?"

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The black argonian glanced over to Elsinian and gave him a stern look. "Leave us..."

<p style="line-height: 16.5pt;"><span lang="EN" style="color: rgb(213, 212, 212); font-family: "Helvetica","sans-serif"; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Elsinian was secretly insulted but he didn't show it, he had the gold, he didn't care. "Very well, if you need me I'll be right outside." He stepped out, leaving Kaizen alone with the former Thalmor.