Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20170119203012/@comment-7262318-20170125110255

"Oh, you think some people died here?" Dalacon said unenthusiastically. "What gave you that idea, the blood splattered across the walls or the bones on the floor? Besides, I think if Hafnir can see, then he'll..."

Dalacon stopped himself as he spotted something within the rubble of burnt desks. He moved some debris out of the way and picked it up. The item in question was some sore of amulet with a bright blue stone in the middle. "Curious..." The Breton said.

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"Egotistical bastards like him will always be around. They always have. It's just that this one has followers and large-scale intentions..."

Hafnir cautiosly walked over to the book and picked it up, examining it in the light. "Nightingale..." The Nord said out loud, almost like he was trying to convince himself of reality. "By the Nine..."

"Nightingales?" Tullius furrowed his brow. "Isn't that a Riften fairytale?"

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Halvas wasn't able to see any enchantments or magical residue. If this was the work of a spellcaster, he or she had done a good job of making it seem natural