Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160815191145/@comment-5543592-20160818203924

The bear snuffled, blowing out mucus and causing it to dribble down it's snout.

"Sure thing." Diagna said, and snapped his fingers. There was an abrupt change of scenery, and the pair were sitting on another rock, but far from the volcano. They were on a high hill, with a plateaued peak. The only light here was that of the stars and moon of the clear sky above, surprisingly devoid of ash, and the erupting volcano in the distance.

"Much more enjoyable to watch from afar, I think you'll agree." Diagna said. He gestured to the smooth grass, where Jude and Agatha lay, unconscious, in perfect health.

"Your Dunmer associate had a rough go of things.  I thought I'd just remove all those unpleasant torture memories and heal his wounds.  As far as he's concerned, Daireg knocked him out, and he'll wake up here on this hilltop.  Agatha just had a lump on her head that I did away with, and the paint had been done up while she was out, so she won't even know it was ever there.  Wake them up when you please."

He held up a finger. "One last order of business, however."

Diagna pointed to the far side of the hill, where Be'kow the khajiit stood, staring off into the night. He had his back turned to them and appeared to be deep in thought.

"The cat was an ally of Daireg's.  He did unspeakable things in the man's service, assisting in Jude's torture and Agatha's capture among them.  But when the fortress started to colapse, he attempted to pull them to safety, when I showed up.  He does not speak, so I could not ask him why." Diagna shrugged. "What is done to him is up to you."