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Lodge is looking for skilled players to fill following projects slots in our guild:

PvE Raid Core - we successfully filled existing gaps within our Core and are recruiting to complement it with additional "reserves". We looking forward to 2x DDs, 1x Healer, 1x Tank. Read more here for requirements and follow the instructions to join!

PvP Core - Please welcome @HawksHeart as our new PvP General. From this point on, we are looking forward to 1 more PvP General and skilled players to fill our PvP Core.

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Social Players - currently recruiting towards our Social recruitment slots - invitation only by interview. Please contact me in-game (@Glevissig) for it.

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Morier

Player Background/Story "The Moonless Night"

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It was a dark moonless night, a night that all the nocturnal animals should have been active and loud, especially in a swamp like this one, but not tonight, it was like they knew what what was about to happen.


It must have been really cold and damp, he was sure it was, he could feel some of the yound priest's muscles twitch as they passed the narrow trail through the swamp their torches lighting  the way. He could feel their warmth as their exposed flesh touched the mist that was him, a warmth he couldnt feel himself any longer, a warmth that brought the weaknesses and pleasures  of the mortal flesh to mind. They were clearly afraid, not only because their heartbeats were racing but also in the way they moved as close to the carriage that housed the High Priest as possible, like cubs to their mother. A High Priest of Arkay would surely protect them against anything, nothing malevolent that the night may bring could hurt them, surely not, at least that was what they thought. The whole absurdity of that notion brought a smile to his lips, well it would have if he was in corporeal form, he would have even laughed at them. "How foolish they are.." he thought, "Suiting they will have a fool's death then". He never had any patience for fools or weaklings, the weak have to be culled as they would soon find out. As he exerted his will over his dark gift that had transformed his body , the mist that was him started to coalesce around two of the young acolyte priests, who froze in fear, "weaklings indeed!" he thought. Lightning broke the silence of the night, they never had the chance to scream as they saw a pale altmer with bloodshot eyes and a mocking fanged grim smile before they were turned to cinder. The cries of the rest of the young acolyte priests broke the silence of the night again as more parts of the mists struck at them with blade and spell, the rest of his brotherhood was moving as they had received their signal to attack."Such a lovely tune", " truly my favorite symphony of the night" he thought as he moved his hands much like a mad maestro to an orchestra. He reveled at the sight of the rest of his brotherhood as they slaughtered the priests, two of which held the doors of the carriage shut at it was burning, even when they shied and hissed at the fire that was their bane, "My disciplined Harbingers" he thought with pride. The cries of the High Priest burning alive inside the carriage were the crescendo of his dark song to his ears and then silence filled the night again except for the soft crackles of the fires that still scorched the carriage. "What a marvelous perfomance!" he yelled to his fellow brothers as he applauded maniacly.


   Some minutes later the scene was set to the last detail. All that the investigators would find would be several flame atronach dusts , a dremora heart and remains of a fresh dead body of a worm culitst with a half burned letter containing among other the encrypted location of one of their cult's lair. Not too hard nor too easy or they would suspect fool play. "Two birds with one stone" he thought, looking at the dead bodies of the priests with a distate at the wasted blood still flowing from their corpses, it couldnt be helped, their presence shouldnt be noticed or this would be for nothing. Lamae, the dark mother, would be pleased and thats all that mattered.


 


 


  Morier, is an enigmatic individiual with a bordering mad persona, he is usually cruel to murderous towards everyone he thinks is beneath him or not worthy to live. He can be benevolent towards people that he likes, deems worthy or is wierdly enough touched by some tragedy around them.


He has been a prisoner in coldharbour long enough that he cant even recollect his past or his real name.


After he was freed with the help of the "Prophet" he was soon approached by minions of Lamae and soon after turned into a vampire by her, a nature that for some reason felt familiar to him, maybe tied to a more sinister past that he cant remember that ties him to Lamae and Molag Bal but thats a story for another time.


He now serves Lamae, his Dark Mother and under her orders he created "Regere Sanguine" by recruiting other vampires of Laeme or by siring sons of his own, to infiltrate the Aldmeri Dominion and with it foil the plans of Molag Bal as well as destroy the church of Arkay piece by piece.


He has grown fond of the Dominion , as it is mostly comprised of strong individuals. He thinks Queen Ayrnen is a bold young Altmer with potential to build a strong empire and so he supports her in ways he finds suiting.


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