Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141006193518/@comment-5824038-20141104180120

'Really? What was the other time? Anyway, I'm not sure about it either. It doesn't look like Dwemer-tech, but it's very similar. Whoever built this clearly used a lot of Dwarven designs. All we can say for certain is that the Empire arrived here, and then used the Dwemer-tech to create their own version. Still, at least now we have a better idea about what the Behemoth will look like. Do you think it would be easy to take some of this back with us for further study?'

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Marya woke up as the sunlight hit her face.

''What? Why aren't the curtains drawn, and why's the window open? What happened last night - oh. Now I remember.''

At first she felt slightly angry at Louis' abstinence, but then remembered the very good reasons why it was a terrible idea.

I suppose I should let him do that operation he kept talking about, get it over and done with.

She got up, dressed, and made her way downstairs.

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The Emperor was sitting in his study, writing out letters to the Psijic Scientific Order.

''We need more mechanics. There aren't enough of them, by Akatosh!''

He remembered the sabotage on his supplies the week before, and this made him angry.

''That stupid Jackson was supposed to guard the supplies! They were absolutely vital.''

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Meledran got up out of bed, dressed, ate, and went over to Sander. 'Hello there! What do you think we should do now; seeming as Sofia and Ghost-Wolf haven't returned, technically I'm second-in-command.'