Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20170817084409/@comment-17114085-20170915205512

(Alright, let's go with a timeskip then.)

Sometime later the group managed to escape the tunnel and came out at the foot of the Throat of the World where they had entered.

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"So which one of you is the son of the Dragonborn?" The archer asked curiously

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"That much seems obvious, Thynvil." The female elf said, gesturing over at Rigmor. "His armor is made of dragon bones and he's very similar to Gelebor's description of the Dragonborn."

"Gelebor?" Rigmor muttered. "I've heard that name before. My parents mentioned it to me long ago."

The female elf noted. "He was the last Paladin in the Vale when your father found his way there years ago."

The Arch-Paladin looked at the mouth of the cave with a bit of sadness. He sighed. "Serenarth and Lilyarel have crossed over to the Endless City in Aetherius. A necessary sacrifice but still an unpleasant one. There are so few Falmer left, losing two at once is devastating."

"Falmer?" Erich asked, looking at the pale skinned elves. He didn't understand straight away but realized that these elves were Snow Elves.

(The Endless City is the elven afterlife, what some elven scholars refer to as Aldmeris. A city that stretches forever in all directions, built upon itself over and over again.)