Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20150415205542/@comment-25038310-20150628161958

You exceed my expectations, Lafayette." Anna Gilliet said, mockingly praising the vampire.

Antoine Gascoigne coughed some blood, before falling one knee. The raven motif of his armor was coated in thick blood, and his white mask had been partially broken and hung loosely around his face, still somehow managing to mask it.

Sander flicked his Saw Cleaver in its long range position, as the blade and the hilt seperated into one long cleaver. He grinned at Antoine, until he dealt the final blow.

The weapon entered Antoine's chest. Anotine grunted, before Sander kicked his lifeless body off of him while his corpse slid along the cleaver's length.

"I am insulted," Sander replied, wiping some blood off the cleaver as he turned to Gilliet. "That you expected so little of me."

"Don't get cocky, fool. I merely let you win. You would not be able to take me on in a fight - be sure of that. The Dark arts are stronger than whatever demon is sealed in that weapon of yours."

"We can always see if you've got something to back up those words." Sander said, slowly approaching the woman. On a background of dark and murky skies, Sander's silhouette was frightening. His orange eyes fixed on one target - her.

"No. Not yet, anyways." Anna Gilliet exclaimed, casting a few incantations. "You might've killed one of mine and almost killed another but you aren't ready yet. Grand things are going to happen and you will face me.. later."

With those words, Anna Gilliet dissapeared just as mysterious and swift as she had appeared. This time, she left Sander on the rooftop of the building.

Sander sheathed his Saw Cleaver, drowning in his thoughts for a moment. For some unknown reason, he started thinking about his family. How his house had burned down.. how Jackson had afflicted him.. how he had joined the Organisations.. His erotic times with the emmissaries - how he had struck a deal with Anna Gilliet and Antoine Gascoigne..

He turned around, expecting to face the corpse of Antoine. What he saw however, was far from it. An empty rooftop. It seemed that Antoine was not yet dead.

The trail of blood left by the butler indicated he had jumped off of the building, although his body wasn't found and his scent had dissapeared mysteriously.

Marya?

He sighed, annoyed. He hoped that Marya didn't notice him thinking about the past events of his life like that - although, he couldn't be sure.

''I've taken care of Antoine Gascoigne - or atleast, I heavily injured him before he could escape. He's half dead now. Anna Gilliet dissapeared. ''

''Marya.. I need to have an audience with a daedric prince yet again and investigate the case about those peasants in Daggerfall mysteriously getting kidnapped. I'm going to head to the monastery.''

''I'm not sure what to do about this vigilant, but I think he 'll back off for now. Lucky for him I have more than one enmy to focus on.''