Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20161103211156/@comment-24123288-20161104232557

"Natalia I..." Nissa sighed. "I'm not your real mother you know..."

Just like you aren't my real father...rrgh...

Zaydate paused a moment, considering.

"It...it does sound worse, yeah. Which is...which is...good. Let's do that Tal lets lock him up for the rest of his days!" She grinned, wickedly, looking eerily like the man lay on the floor, surrounded by water...

"But lets shove him into Oblivion. Where the Emperor and your dad we-wer-!"

Quick as a flash, the old Argonian King was up on his feet, and Zaydate fell silent, not out of fear, but out of the blade pointing through her chest, almost touching Talins nose.

"Rituals done!" He chuckled, darkly as he pushed his daughter off his sword with his foot. "Than you, Niss. My ever perfect Rose. Perfect in every way. Perfect daughter...Lover...Distractor..."