Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-768817-20160530212729/@comment-768817-20160603044045

"Yes, tonight we'll be voting on wether or not Zarion Silver will retain his seat as battlemage. Ocato is even having us hear the favored candidates speak, even though we're not even deciding that. I suppose it's important though." Leonitus explained.

"He's been in that coma, what? Five months now? I doubt he'll be coming out of it, especially at his age." Willem added.

Danton gave his input. "I'd bet he isn't even in there anymore. Just a husk, with his brains all scrambled up by stray magics."

"If that's true we must consider his dismissal. We also must know exactly who are candidates are." Coventia said.

"Oh, she's right." Leonitus spoke. "This could be a great win for the Republicans. The Imperial Battlemage is a voting seat."

"Or at least a great win against the Thalmor. Any fellow familiar with his history know how great of tides have bent for Imperial Battlemages." Danton said.

Mavil's head perked. "Are you talking about Zarion Silver?" She asked, then swam over, sitting next to Cosnen. "He was quite the stallion back in his youth. Lords all watched Ladies around him." It was obvious there was much more behind her reminicsive tone.

Gargus, one of the guards at the table, slid Wayn a drink. "Salvius has been sending them down here all night." He said quietly pointing towards the table on the second level, where the obese Salvius, dressed in white, sat with his friends.