Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170111042546/@comment-24280666-20170122040808

"Fair. Very fair indeed. I often forget your age my dear friend." Elric smiled, shaking his head slightly. Pulling a dagger from his belt, he stuck it into the soft dirt.

"Don't worry, as long as I breathe air on Nirn, or the Evergloam, I will back you. Always. Even in death, my spirit will mask you from your enemies. It is the true power of a Nightingale." Elric said reassuringly, patting Stauntax's back.