Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20181023230058/@comment-7262318-20181029203604

"That he takes children. I figured that would be enough cause for an arrest," The Nord shrugged. "I know nothing about him other than that. But I hoped you would know more than I did..."

"Yes, just.... be quiet," Marsik said. He gently opened the double doors, and inside was some sort of dojo. At the center of the room was a Dunmer girl with her eyes shut and her body unmoving, except for the few long breaths that she was taking. She looked normal and at peace... if you disregarded the 8 tendrils that were jutting out of her back, flowing and moving through the air with an odd grace to them.

Behind her stood a dark elf, armored up and much taller than a Dark Elf had any right to be. His arms were folded across his chest. His shaven-head shot up when he heard the door open, and frowned when he saw more than just Kaz there...

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"Well... good thing I wasn't planning on eating them then..." Alvoran said.

"My father new an alchemist... he always struck me as an odd man. Threw whatever he could into his mouth to see what effect it would have on his body," He grimaced.