Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29458028-20150330130148/@comment-29458028-20150407090350

The Hall of the Vigilant was a sad sight. Bodies littered the snow outside, the frozen precipitation already pink from the sheer amount of sanguine liquids that spilled from the severed arteries of the many who lay dead. The cuts on the people all looked like claw marks, except there were huge ... and not like those of an animal. If Julius looked closer, the claws were daedric attacks, more accurately channeled claw beams.

He would also hear the faint, receeding noise of hooves, as if a horse was riding away.

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Francois had brought Katherine away from the Hall of the Vigilant immediately after the massacre was done.

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Vladimir woke up. It was the next morning for them already. He stretched as he opened his eyes.

"Damned, that was some nasty sleep. Gotta stop worrying about Sariel and Lyn..."

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