Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170503144252/@comment-5543592-20170514222336

"Master Sulvis, I'm going to have to ask you to stop lighting people on fire." Lambert scolded him, the normally docile old man looking a little fed up. "It's dangerous and unprofessional.  If someone is causing issues for you, use your words, please.  As for you others," he said, hoping to draw their eyes, "stop provoking Sulvis.  Harmful words earn you nothing, and in the long run make you look shameful and immature.  We are attempting to lead an assault against abominations of nature led by Dwemer and rescue a little girl who does not deserve what is happening to her.  Even though we aren't, please act professional and cohesive from now on.  Eventually it will come naturally." The Greybeard lectured.

"Now that he is here, shall we depart?" Mortimer said, unaffected by the two manchildren's antics. Lambert shared his ambivalence.

"Soon enough, we must first locate Master Zakariah."