Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160618231132/@comment-5543592-20160619205548

"That's what my boots are for." Crimson said off-handedly as he passed through.

Scire glanced around, frowning. Unlike Crimson or Nissa, he had doubts about being able to handle what was inside if the Altmer military couldn't. Weren't they the finest Battle-mages, like, ever?