Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150510174752/@comment-25828117-20150512212937

"... And that's why your Grandfather left Hammerfell."

Julien finished.

Arik, on the other hand could not believe what he had just heard. He didn't know how to feel or what to think.

"But... He always told me about it, when I was a child I..."

The breton mercilessly interrupted the redguard:

"Perhaps he just couldn't leave it alone after all."

"Well, yes... but..."

A nagging question arose.

"Why are you still alive?"

Julien decided it was time perhaps. The tall breton stood up and revealed his true face, the face he had hidden behind underneath his hood for so long. His eyes had no pupils, instead they glowed, bright green. It looked quite uncanny.

Arik was taken aback by the display:

"What did happen down there?"

Julien put his hood back on.

"That will remain my secret."

He then added, smiling smugly.

"What? No! Come on! I have so many questions!"

"And I answered the ones you had. Now you can find peace."

the redguard raised an eyebrow.

"find peace?"

"Well of course. I mean, I did sent people to kill you before. Did you think that my motivations have changed? The secret of Mazaruk is my secret."

Arik felt fear fuel his tired bod, slowly but surely.

"Yours and..." He pointed at the caravan.

"Theirs right?"

Julien once again showed a self-amused grin.

"No, those are my thralls... You see the Volen stone did far more to be than give me slightly distasteful eyes."

Before Arik could say anything, Julien unsheathed a dagger and held it to the redguard's neck.

... to be continued :o