Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180318192223/@comment-3293219-20180319225843

"Creativity and memory are somewhat different." The Cryomancer shrugged, making a bridge out of ice.

"I think we're at the ridge now, we can make our descent, into Cyrodiil and hopefully arrive in Cheydinhal by dawn.

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"You were worried that the sleeping old guy and band of twelve year olds were going to do something?" Virde asked, folding his arms, seeming quite sceptical.