Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20170721035105/@comment-7262318-20170721133318

Jerus and his friends arrived at the main gate of the guild. They were beginning to unload his luggage from the main gate as the young Reachman stared up in awe at the fortress that would soon be his new home.

"Are you excited, little one?" One of them asked, an elderly woman who needed a staff to hold herself up. She had demanded to come with in order to see him off, and to see the fort for herself.

"Yes ma'am," Jerus nodded.

"Well, little word of advice here," The elderly woman said. "Don't worry too much about the guidelines in this place,"

"Won't they kick me out if I don't?" Jerus asked.

"Possibly, but you're not here to learn how to be a good person. Thay much you already know," She chuckled. "You're here to hone your shapeshifting. If I could do it, I would have taught you back with the others, but... your powers are beyond me."

Jerus chuckled. "I didn't think anything was beyond you."

"There are things," She laughed. "Please also remember to tidy up after yourself and don't show off, okay?"

"I won't," Jerus shook his head. "Stay safe out there,"

"I will child. I'll see you graduate from this place, don't worry."

Remoth was highly against the idea of letting the Guild look after Aravus. Once again, they were isolating him in a new area in which he knew nobody. They had demanded all these restrictions and seperate training lessons for the boy, which Remoth made sure didn't leave his office. They demanded that he be returned to their 'care' after his training was complete, but as sure as Azura raised the sun and moon, he would not see that boy in the confines of a cell ever again.

He placed his luggage down at the gate, and turned to the young Dark Elf. "I'll be by to visit every so often. You'll be okay here..."

The young dunmer simply nodded his head.

"Are you nervous?" Remoth asked.

"Yes..." Avarus said, quietly.

"Don't be. You have people here who'll take care of you."

"That's what they said about Mournhold..." Avarus said.

"Their different here. No politics, no rotten, corrupted idiots. Just heroes. Heroes who are here to keep you safe."

"Okay..." Avarus nodded. "Thank you, Remoth."