Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150413191642/@comment-32420582-20150420054247

Ruin and Fire head left the Imperial City and now were heading for Elsweyr. (There needs to be some action in Elsweyr, it's getting BORING there.)

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Do'Xadhari sat at the desk in his room, the desk was covered with paper, quills, ink pots and books. All the books had something to do with Aedra or Daedra, mostly about their artifacts, out of boredom Xad had started learning about the artifacts only to become unhealthly obessed with finding and learning about them.

Xad growled in anger, annoyance and frustration, "This is like trying to find an Elder Scroll!" he growled lowly to himself, he got up and acidentally knocked over the chair while doing it, he gave no care about doing it and walked over to a window to look out at the city he ruled. He sighed sadly, he felt like a caged animal, many times he had struggled with controlling the wolf within, he needed to hunt and still needs to hunt.

"I can control it..." he said to himself, trying to calm himself, he scratched his chin thoughtfully as he mind wondered to the subject of war, Xad desired to fight in battle, to feel the grip of a real sword once more and to strike down a foe, to feel magic flow through him as he destroyed his foes with it. To hear his enemies beg for mercy and receive none.