Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141204044051/@comment-32420582-20141207105438

Deep underground, in a prison within the core of Nirn, a figure awoke, his eyes glew in the darkness. He stood up, his deep echoy voice echoed as his growled. He then sensed all the life forms on Nirn for the common tongue, he found it then learnt it within seconds. "Ah, so the first Dragon awakes." he laughed evilly, then he stretched out his large body. Then he smelt the so called 'true Dragons' of Nirn. "Damn Wyverns..." he muttered. He looked around the prison then snorted, it had aged. He walked up to a wall then broke it, when he was out he teleported to the surface. He examined his surroundings then spat "Skyrim." Vodahmingeinwolostfuskhond narrowed his eyes, he looked around then opened his massive wings. (He is in mortal form) He flapped them together then took flight, he then remembered the daedric princes that locked him away with the help of the Divines. Vodahmingeinwolostfuskhond let out a snarl of disgust then disappeared and reappeared in Molag's realm. Molag looked up and saw him, right away the Princes expression turned to fear. The Prince set his hounds on him. The Humanoid Dragon snarled then destoryed them all with a breath of fire. He approached Molag, he grabbed the Prince by the throat then roared "Do you remember me? The one who dominated the dominater?" Molag nodded nervously, "Well, you are going to continue to be my bitch!" Vodahmingeinwolostfuskhond laughed.

Molag then said "Y- yes! Whatever you say!" the black figure smiled twistedly, then disappeared then made the rest of the Princes he remembered his bitches. He did the same with a new one called: Malacath. He sensed a few more but they didn't have planes so he left them alone. For now.

The black figure returned to Nirn, a twisted smile on his face.