Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25588187-20160302210812/@comment-25588187-20160329001604

Nerolyk was about to make the stab... and remained in that position, paralyzed. He soon found himself being dragged away from the Prince by an unseen pair of hands, out of the hall and into a stairwell.

They made it to the bottom, otherwise known as the dungeon, and Nerolyk was moved to a small room with a thick door containing a single wooden chair, and was restrained, just as the paralysis wore off.

In front of him, the invisibiity of his captor dissapated, revealing a High Elf dressed in the clothes of a commoner. "Now, let's begin with the basics, who are you, and why are you here?"