Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150206093315/@comment-29461586-20150207130236

"This isn't a discussion. You're not going to commit anymore of these acts. Period." Luciana warned Fenrir.

"What would you have me do? Nothing? We already lost more than half of our men. I cannot afford to lose another. This is why I'm going through it alone."

"This is because of your hatred against the Empire. Is that it? You want to extract revenge on them, right?"

"I didn't say anything about extracting revenge. The Empire can rot for all that I care. I say that it's time for the Lost Legion to become it's own rightful faction."

"And how exactly are you gonna do that? Even if there were Imperial camps scattered all over Skyrim's wilderness, I highly doubt that they will listen..."

"I don't expect them to listen. If they want to die fighting the Stormcloaks, then they're free to do so. As for me, I have an army to build. Not for the sake of power, but for the sake of a better future."

"Alright, alright. But do you know where to start? We need a better secluded place for the Lost Legion to... you know, find a place we can call home?"

"Don't worry. I already know of a place."

"And what place is that?"

"You'll see."

Luciana shook her head. She wasn't sure if Fenrir either lost it, or really has some form of plan that may help the Lost Legion become a true force to be reckoned with

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The hunter did not hesitate to immediately eliminate the other necromancers with a swift stab or slash before going after Sigmund himself.