Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161209153206/@comment-17114085-20161216094025

Asaris wrote: "Come now, Godkin, let me familiarise you with my pride. You'll understand then, why that very idea is abhorrent to the son of Hermaeus Mora."

He casually walked up to her, sword arm poised to strike. Son of Hermaeus Mora...this cultist is more than he seems...

"It appears that I will have to take you out without fail then." Ysabel exclaimed. She began swinging her arms faster and faster as the wind around Fethat's head began to circle him.

He would begin to feel a little lightheaded as the Imperial was trying to suffocate him.

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"Will you be coming with us, Marrhos?" Kyrnil asked. "To Whiterun."

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"Nothing more than local Half-Gods attempting to stop the inevitable." Wrath stated. "Now, all of you. Eat, heal and rest up. We'll be continuing on our way soon." he ordered.

The Imperial removed his helmet and had a quick meal from their supplies.