Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-2165692-20180323183612/@comment-2165692-20180426020233

Serana reached the second keepers location she saw it on a floating tower, there was a teleportation pad underneath but she did not know that as here in the Soul cairn, she didn't know what anything looked like "So Arthur. Any ideas? Can't really fly that well, and Vampire lord wings are a bit small."

Lia was heating snow as Ilaaris kept pouring on more snow. Until the pool was filled, a blue light then began to fill the shrine. Raqorith felt it as his heightened senses went haywire by the arrival of his lord. He sprinter inside and down the stairs into the inner chamber to witness the light as the figure in Malithq's image turned to stone and took on the appearance of a masterfully crafted statue of him, the shrine's pool became slightly deeper and the walls of it higher. About the size of the upper portion of a well. Gold ingots and coins as well as ingots and coins of silver.

And finally between the statue and the pool, a projection of Malithq himself. "And so does Tamriel fall to me, how long has it been since I set foot on this soil, underground, in a rundown tower, in... The frozen lands of the pale." He looks around and snaps his fingers as every single Vaermina monument crumbles, the corpses of her followers combust and any robes not worn by a monk burst into flames. "Vaermina, eh. Never cared much for her. Why do I smell Molag?" He asked

"Molag Bal? There's a Vampire settlement nearby, Skyrim is in a Vampire apocalypse currently." Raqorith stated, getting on one knee.

"Ah, Raqorith. Good, that would explain the stench. Heralds, you have served me well. And your reward will be given in due time, as for you Miss Kalbarian, you. Have done me a favor in helping the heralds, now you must be rewarded. What us your wish?" Malithq asked

"Can you reveal to me the secrets of Sigil magic?" Liannistra asked unaware that she had descended to a knee.

"I can, but there is little merit in it, you already know it all. You only need to find a sigil that holds such significant meaning to you. Try again." Malithq stated

"Then... reveal to me, Death Magic!" Liannistra said

Malithq grinned "For melting some snow? You think you deserve that?"

Liannistra placed down her staff, "then a trade." ''This staff, I made it myself so. It holds signifact meaning to me, but if Inly need to find my sogil then it's useless.''

Malithq looks at the staff, "Valuable, Unique, hand-crafted by yourself, I accept... " the staff goes into Malithq's hand, "And in Return." He says and a large black tome appears front of her, "Transaction complete." Malithq grins and Vanishes with the staff as the light fades, however the beautiful statue and the pool of gold and silver remain.