Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150917105001/@comment-24736819-20150917163330

"Fine, but don't blame me if this place becomes a little happier.", Max replied, defying his brother but eventually turning around and heading for their room.

Destro was to meet the Jarl. If someone could provide him a more accurate information, it would probably be him. It was easy to find Mistveil Keep, but he wondered if they'd allow him to pass.

"Afternoon.", he greeted the guards, "I require an audience with the Jarl.", he said, politely.

...

Back at the inn, Maximus entered the room and sat on the bed. He stared at nothingness for a few seconds before ideas started to cross his mind.

"Perhaps just a bit of fun...after all, that scene downstairs had nothing to do with me using my powers, correct?", he said as if he was speaking to someone. He chuckled and looked out the window.

"What would happen if...Hehehe.", suddenly and image from within his head, one he pictured once the stories of the battle were told to his brother, started to gain form outside the city. A grey mass of clouds appeared outside the gates and started growing.